Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

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But these footprints are enough to show that there were once people stationed here.

"Maybe something happened that made them ignore the garrison!" Someone speculated in their hearts.

But this speculation does not hold water.

If something really happened, shouldn't someone be sent out to report it immediately?

Just as Hei Zhuo and his team continued to search for valuable clues around the station, a crow flapped its wings and flew over their heads, quietly landing on a treetop.

After shaking the feathers slightly, some bright red blood drops dripped from the wings.

These blood drops did not come from his own body, but the gradually thickening mist in the air stained his wings, so that the heavy drops of water accumulated. As for why it was blood red, Zhao Ke was also very confused.

Ordinarily, even if all the Buddhists were killed, their blood would not be able to turn the entire mist into blood.

There should be some kind of force interfering here.

Zhao Ke speculated in his heart, and at the same time regretted that he should not choose the bird as his clone. In this environment, the bird was too affected and it was difficult to fly quickly in the air.

Maybe it would be better if it was a beast.

"This way!"

Tianyu had an extra cane in his hand. When he let go of the cane, he saw that the cane seemed to be pulled by a rope. After making a circle in place, the cane pointed at the woods in the east at a 70° tilt.

Since his divination was broken by that vague phantom last time, he could no longer perform divination for a short time.

But this does not affect his other abilities of using the divination postman.

For example, finding the way with a walking stick can point out the direction for him and reduce the possibility of people taking the wrong path.

Such ability made Pansan and the others secretly envious.

Even if the divination-type postman is not strong, he is an excellent supporter. If it is changed to other horror spaces, a divination-type postman can make the entire teammate a lot easier.

It's as if a person's body has a powerful brain, and other people don't need to think, they just need to follow the instructions of the brain.

Of course, the only disadvantage of doing this is that you rely too much on your brain, which leads to your own thinking ability getting worse and worse.

Just look at Hei Zhuo, who was in a daze and didn't enter the state at all, and you knew it.

With the directions from the Heavenly Mandate, everyone was left with the possibility of taking the wrong path. They stopped exploring in confusion. After the group walked into the woods, Zhao Ke's avatar followed.

However, in order to prevent Qi Liang and others from noticing, Zhao Ke did not follow too closely, and waved his wings leisurely, flying from one branch to another. After a while, it will stop and shake off the water mist on the wings.

When everyone turned a stone step, the mist in the air became thicker.

until...

"Master Juechen!" With a cry of surprise, Pan San's eyes widened, looking at a pine tree high in front of the mist.

Everyone followed the prestige, and the three gradually clear figures were covered in the thick fog, leaving only half of their bodies appearing and disappearing in front of everyone.

One of them, Pan San, recognized him as the elder of Xiangguo Temple in Kaifeng.

As for the other two, Pan San didn't recognize them.

But being able to sit on an equal footing with Jue Chen is obviously extraordinary.

Three monks circled the city, in the turbulent mist, like a fairy in the clouds, they were chanting sutras and preaching, studying Buddhism.

"It's not wrong, it's really Master Juechen!"

Pan San was shocked to see his old friend, and couldn't help being overjoyed. At this time, Pan San noticed that Juechen's eyes seemed to be looking at him, with a compassionate face and a scrutinizing expression.

Along with him, there are two other monks.

It's just that when the other two monks turned around and looked at Pan San, the joy on Pan San's face suddenly froze, his eyes fixed on the two people beside Juechen.

I saw that the person sitting next to Juechen was none other than himself, one had a black face like a demon, the other was serene like a Buddha, and the faces of the two were identical to his own, which made Pan Sanyi shudder and screamed :"impossible!"

Chapter 1168 Cataclysm

"impossible!!"

Pan San stared at the two people beside Juechen, and a chill came over him that made his hair stand on end.

I am clearly here, where did these two people come from?

Besides, I didn't become a monk myself.

Amazed and uncertain, Juechen smiled: "Long time no see, old friend is still the same, Amitabha!"

"Master, you...they...what is going on?"

Pan San pointed to the two people beside Juechen, and became stuttering for a moment.

Seeing this, Juechen just smiled, with a more solemn and compassionate expression, and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, come into my heart, these two people are originally the bewilderment and kindness in my heart, the benefactor sees it, and it reflects your appearance. You have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and together with me you will achieve the body of a great enlightened Buddha, and your merits and virtues will be immeasurable!"

Pan San was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened. He was confused by Juechen's words, but he understood the meaning of the last sentence.

What together achieve the Buddha body?I have never said that I want to become a monk.

Just when Pan San realized that Juechen was a little weird in front of him.

Juechen took out a dagger from under the cassock.

Before Pansan understood what this guy was going to do, Juechen suddenly stabbed the dagger in his hand into the evil heart beside him.

"flutter!"

Immediately, a huge tearing pain suddenly hit his heart, Pan San screamed, and immediately threw himself on the ground, looking together, he saw blood flowing from his heart.

"Good intentions and disgusting thoughts exist entirely in one thought. If this is the case, if good and evil are cut off, there will be no more troubles from now on, and the six sense organs will be pure!"

While speaking, Juechen slowly put the knife in his hand on Shan Nian's heart.

"hiss!!"

Pan San's face suddenly turned pale. He finally understood the source of his uneasiness. He screamed, not daring to hesitate any longer. After suddenly activating his own abilities, Pan San's figure instantly blurred in place.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing and cutting in the air, Pan San's speed suddenly exploded to the supersonic standard.

This kind of speed, I am afraid that it has reached the limit among the postmen. Except for the senior postman, there is absolutely no one among the middle-level postmen who can reach such an astonishing speed.

The distance was less than a kilometer, and it didn't even take an instant, and Pansan's figure appeared behind Juechen in the next second.

A slender dagger with only two fingers appeared in Pan San's palm.