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Chapter 38 Wind and Valley, a Hard Journey

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    "Tell me Trish's whereabouts quickly." Qian Qian asked.

    "What? Just put on your pants and don't admit it. You only have Trish in your eyes?"

    "You promised me that as long as as long as I serve you, you will tell me Trish's whereabouts."

    "Okay!" Ruofei said, "Before she left, she said that she would go to Fenghe Valley to do business, and that she wanted to take a rest after finishing this business. I don't think she will come back for a while."

    "What about her phone?"

    "Her phone number is often changed, and she is the one who contacts us, we can't contact her. In a few days, Chan Bing and I will also move away, maybe go back to Xiangzhou, or go to other places."

    "Fenghegu? Where is Fenghegu?" Qian Qian was very excited.

    "Fenghegu is quite far from here. The place is huge, and finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. I advise you not to look for it."

    "I'm going to find her, I'm going to find Trish." This is the only thought in Qian Qian's mind now.

    If Ruo Fei walked out of the room, Chan Bing saw that she was naked and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

    "So-so." Ruofei said, "Not as enjoyable as I imagined."

    "You really don't know how to write dead characters?"

    "I have always respected the boss. I dare not grab her things. But let the uncle serve me for one night, this is what she said. I don't think I have done too much."

    "I'm going back to Xiangzhou tomorrow."

    "Then see you later." Ruofei walked into the bathroom.

    Early the next morning, Chan Bing also left, leaving only Ruo Fei and Qian Qian in the room.  Qian Qian held the notebook, flipped through the photos, and burst into tears.  He hated himself for ruining the family himself.  Cui Qian left, and he did that kind of thing with Ruofei. He felt that he was cheap and had no face to see her.

    "Uncle! There are only two of us left in the house now. If you feel that sleeping alone is too lonely, you can move to my bed." Ruofei broke into his room suddenly.

    "You go! I don't want to see you!" Qian Qian said angrily.

    "People say that a one-night couple is a hundred days of kindness. We just had a good time last night, but today you turn your face and deny anyone? What a heartless uncle!"

    "You go. Please, you go!"

    Ruo Fei left the room angrily.

    Qian Qian decided to go find Cui Qian, got up, ate a bowl of porridge and set off.  He was at the bus stop on the street, staring at the densely packed bus numbers and stops on the stop sign, trying to find a bus to Fenghegu.  But after reading it again and again, he still couldn't find the words "Wind and Valley".

    There was a little boy who looked like a middle school student. He stared at him for a long time and asked, "Uncle, where are you going?"

    "I want to go to the Dale of Winds and Valleys," he replied.

    "There is no bus to Fenghegu here, but you can take No. 31 to Beihuan Station, and then transfer to Fenghegu at Beihuan Station."

    "Oh. Thank you." A glint of hope flashed in Qian Qian's eyes.

    "However, if you go to the North Ring Road, it will take about an hour and a half to sit, it is quite far."

    "fine."

    Qian Qian got on the No. 31 bus, the car drove very slowly, and his spirit was not very good. Soon, he fell asleep amidst the bumps.  When the car arrived at the terminal, the driver patted him on the shoulder. When he woke up, he asked the driver where it was, and the driver said it was the terminal¡ªXiaoxiang Yaju.

    Qian Qian asked: "Have you arrived at Beihuan Station?"

    "Beihuan Station has already passed." The driver said, "Why don't you take my car back?"

    "When will this car open?"

    "It's still half an hour."

    "Oh." Qian Qian couldn't wait any longer, "I'd better call it."

    He walked out of the bus station slowly and waited for a taxi on the road.  After a while, a taxi took a customer to the bus station. After the customer got off the bus, Qian Qian went up and stopped the car immediately.

    "Sir, where are you going?" the driver asked.

    "I'm going to Beihuan Station no I'm going to Fenghegu." Qian Qian thought for a while and said.

    "Fenghegu is a big place, where do you go?"

    "I don't know either, just put me down in Wind and Valley."

    The driver didn't ask him any more questions, and finally drove him to the gate of People's Park.

    "This is People's Park. There are many buses in this area. You can take the bus there wherever you want to go." The driver said.

    Qian Qian spent 80 yuan on this trip.

    After getting out of the car and facing an unfamiliar environment, Qian Qian knew that?How difficult it is for He Gu to find someone.

    He carried a photo taken out of his notebook with him, and asked everyone he met in People's Park if he had seen the girl in the photo.

    A couple of young people were dating in the park, and when they saw Trish in the photo, they burst out laughing:

    "Uncle, you're not joking, are you? This is a photo of a celebrity. You are still chasing female celebrities at such an old age?"

    Their laughter made him extremely embarrassed.  He asked other people in the park, and in the end, everyone there saw him and thought he was insane.

    He had no choice but to leave People's Park, and went to several nearby places to inquire, but there was still no news at all.

    He walked for a day and asked for a day, but he got nothing, except being called mentally ill.

    The weather was getting dark, so he had no choice but to look for a bus that could go to Beihuan Station at the station. He climbed into a No. 15 car, sat at Beihuan Station, got off the bus, and waited for No. 31 bus there.  It was completely dark, and he waited for almost an hour, but Route 31 still didn't come.  Finally, an old lady waiting for a bus told him that the last bus on No. 31 is at 4:00 p.m., and there will be no more buses after that.

    Qian Qian doesn't know what to do?  How should he go back?

    The old lady said: "You can go to take a taxi, but it is very difficult to take a taxi from here. Go to the street in front, where it is lively and easy to take a taxi."

    Qian Qian walked to the street the old lady mentioned, where the lights were feasting and the aroma of food was everywhere.  Qian Qian was so hungry and thirsty that he ate a bowl of ramen in a ramen restaurant.  When paying the money, he didn't forget to show Trish's photo to the boss, hoping to find out her whereabouts.

    The boss shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before. This little girl is quite beautiful, is she your daughter?"

    When Qian Qian heard someone ask Cui Qian if she was his daughter, he immediately blushed, feeling ashamed and ashamed.

    Walking out of the ramen restaurant, he saw several houses with pink lights on the street.  He knew that in every house of this kind there would always be one or a few prostitutes.  He remembered that night when he lived in a prostitute's house and heard her moaning when she was doing business.  This made him feel a bit chilly, and Chan Bing said that Cui Qian went to do business.  What business are you doing?  Could it be that he was pressed under by the man and kept moaning.  Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable, and tried to restrain himself not to think about it.  He quickened his pace and stopped a taxi at the intersection.

    "Sir, where are you going?"

    "No. 400, Yanghe Road."

    "Yanghe Road? It's not close to here. Besides, at night, I can't get any guests there, and I have to come back with an empty car. Don't go! Don't go!"

    "Help me, I can't catch the bus, otherwise I won't"

    "If you say no, you won't go no matter how much money you pay. Get out of the car. I won't do your business." The driver said forcefully.

    Qian Qian had no choice but to get out of the car, and he found several other taxis, all with the same attitude.

    Qian Qian couldn't go home and had nowhere to go, so he returned to the street again, and those "business" girls were still standing there, winking at the passers-by and soliciting business.

    "Uncle! Do you want to do it? It's cheaper for you." A girl with red hair said to him.

    He ignored her and continued to walk forward. In front of him was a tall girl with dyed yellow hair, which was similar.  Qian Qian felt that the social morals in this society had become hopeless, and he didn't want to pay attention to them. Seeing their thick powder and pungent fragrance made him feel extremely disgusted.

    He has reached the end of the street, and it seems that there is no place for him to stay in the whole street.  It's already very late at night, where is he going to settle down tonight.

    Like a wandering spirit, he walked to the door of a dilapidated ancestral hall. He saw that the door was half open, so he walked in.  It's damp and dirty here, as if it hasn't been repaired for many years.

    "Should no one come here, right?" He thought so, and walked in. There were a few stacks of hay inside, and he lay down on the hay. After a while, he fell asleep.

    The next day, he continued to look for Trish. He walked through one village and then another, but the result was the same. People either said they didn't know, or they laughed at him as a mental patient.  Over time, he himself felt a little mentally ill.

    He couldn't remember how many days it was since he came out.  He appeared in a village called Haisheng. On a street paved with bluestone slabs, he sat on a stone pier, next to a beggar and a dog.  He was a little tired from walking, and leaned against the wall, dozing off.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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