Chapter 343 (1/2)

Chu Lingfeng never smelt such a strange taste in human body. The sweat smell of Teresa's body is not body odor, but it is smoky and uncomfortable. With the smell of inferior perfume, Chu Lingfeng can really be fainted if he doesn't turn off his nose.

”It's cold in Russia, so they have to eat more beef and mutton to reserve fat. That's the taste.” Hong Jinbao explained with a smile, ”but they are really good people. As long as they treat you as a friend, they are willing to do anything for you.”

”They're up to you!”

Chu Lingfeng said: ”brother Hong, you know where I come from. What I want to see most now is the ginseng picker you said. After we find him, let's leave here immediately. I don't want to stay in this war vortex.”

”I know, Chu Lingfeng. It seems that the situation is not good.” Hong Jinbao frowned and said, ”Uncle Jiliang Jiying, whom I called just now, is the ginseng collector. But I don't know why they didn't answer me. When I get to town, I'll ask aunt trixiu.”

In such a state of war, the elderly, women and children are the ones who are most likely to lose their lives. Without any response just now, Hong Jinbao felt that something was not good. Therefore, when he talked with trixiu, he did not dare to ask about Jiliang Jiying.

”Hong, are you talking about me?” Walking in front of trixiu, hearing Hong Jinbao mention his name, he turned around and said, ”don't worry. With me here, those old men dare not do anything to you.”

”After a while, you still have to ask Jiliang Jiying's whereabouts first. If I can't find him, I'll go to anochenk, Hongge by myself. What I lack most now is time.”

”Chu Lingfeng, I understand.”

Hong Jinbao nodded and said, ”if Jiliang Jiying is gone, I'll accompany you to anochenk. I've been to that place three or four times, and I'm familiar with the old woods on the edge.”

”We'll talk about it then.”

Chu Lingfeng sighs a little. To tell the truth, the reason why Chu Lingfeng relies on Hong Jinbao is that he knows the Caishen people here. If Ji Liangji's shadow is gone, Hong Jinbao will be a burden to Chu Lingfeng.

”Well, many people in this town make a living by collecting ginseng. Maybe they can find someone else.”

Hong Jinbao's words give Chu Lingfeng some hope. You know, the area of the arnotchenk ginseng reserve is tens of thousands of square kilometers, most of which are mountains. If you let Chu Lingfeng, who is not familiar with the situation, search a little bit, let alone a year, even if he looks for ten years, he may not be able to find the Millennium ginseng.

”Here we are, boys. Come in and have a seat.” Chu Lingfeng and his wife whispered, and before they knew it, they had already arrived at the place where trixiu lived. It was an ordinary two-story building with a faint light of candles.

”Aunt trihew, has the electricity been cut off here?”

Hong Jinbao remembers that when he came to Baku last time, Baku town was relatively peaceful. Every night, the small bar that trixiu opened was always full of people. But now the bar across the street has become ruins, and the whole town is so dark that no sound can be heard, just like a ghost.

”It's been blown up long ago. Those bastards in the government army only know how to fight, but they don't know what we need is life.”

”Hey, I came back with two good friends.” Trixiu pushed open the door of the small building. Chu Lingfeng could hear it. The breathing sounds of the people inside seemed to stop at that moment. Only when he heard trixiu's voice did the people inside feel relieved.