I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 37 Night outside Moscow
After Gumanov showed the pass to the soldiers, he quickly led Yang Qing through the roadblock amidst the envy, jealousy and curses of a group of drivers, and walked away.

In the heavy snow that was flying.

The Mengshi car flashed its double flashes, and slowly moved forward on the road covered by the wind and snow.

As for Guman's car, it was handed over to the soldiers to guard it.

In the snowstorm, Aunt Susan skillfully drove the two giant steel beasts.

It's hard to imagine that an old lady in her 80s can drive such a tall military vehicle with such agility.

Guman seemed to see Yang Qing's doubts, and explained the reason with a smile.

It turns out that Aunt Susan was a female tank soldier in the Soviet Union during the Cold War.Back then, she used to drive a tank across the world in Afghanistan, and she also won third-class merit three times and second-class merit once.And was received by the head of state at that time.

Speaking of when he was young, Guman looked at his wife who was driving with tenderness in his eyes.

And Susan also showed a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth at this time.

As the wind and snow raged, the sky gradually darkened.

An hour later, the car turned off the highway and onto a country road.

The vast world is covered with snow.

The snow-covered mountains in the distance are like a giant black dragon, lying on this desolate land from ancient times to the present, witnessing the changes of the years here.

A row of old wooden houses dotted in the snow field, located in the green pines and cypresses.

However, the cabin was clearly well-maintained.

Although it looks old, it is still in good condition.

In a small cabin on the far side, there was still a dim light on.

Probably found a car coming.

An old man in his 60s who is still in good health came out of the room.

The old man was wearing a thick leather jacket, carrying an automatic rifle in his hand, staring at the approaching car sternly.

When the car stopped, Guman got out of the car.

The coldness in the old man's eyes instantly turned into obedience and piety.

He hurried forward, knelt down on one knee, and kissed Guman's hand.

"grown ups!"

Guman patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Get the room ready, we'll be staying here tonight!"

Hearing this, the old man trembled and lowered his head.There was an unconcealable sadness in his tone: "Yes!"

Guman smiled slightly when he heard the sound, patted the old man's body and said, "Don't worry, I'm not here to wait to die!"

The old man raised his head instantly, his eyes filled with joy.

"That's right, my lord!"

The old man whispered, "Mr. Vitas is here! He's in the house!"

Needless to say the old man.

Guman has already seen that a soldier wearing a military uniform with four gold stars on his epaulets, with gray hair but still a straight body, is already standing at the door of the house and looking at him.

"Father!"

With tears in his eyes, General Vitas called softly.

"How did you come?"

Guman frowned and asked.

This row of wooden houses is a sacred place for the family, and non-owners are not allowed to come.Although he intends to pass on the position of Patriarch to Vitas, Vitas is not yet the patriarch before he dies.

After speaking, he shook his head again.

He knew he was asking too much.

Those soldiers must have received orders to block themselves.Once he finds out the whereabouts of himself and his wife, he will definitely report to Vitas.

"never mind"

Guman waved his hand.

Vitas breathed a sigh of relief.

Although at this time, he is already a general of Russia and the commander of the Northern Military Region.But he was still terrified of his father.

"By the way, go and help Chekov prepare the room and prepare some food! Besides, don't be so sad, my cancer is cured!"

Guman waved his hand, ignored his son's weeping eyes, turned around and walked to the car, and said to Yang Qing, "Yang Qing, let's go in!"

Yang Qing nodded.

Guman suddenly laughed.

Pointing to the wooden house, he introduced: "This row of wooden houses has a history of more than 500 years. The previous wood has long decayed. These wooden houses were rebuilt later. This is the origin of our Guman family!"

While walking, Guman said with emotion: "According to the rules of the Guman family, every patriarch must come here at the end of his life, waiting to see God! That's why that old devil Chekhov is crying!"

Into the cabin.

There is a charcoal brazier inside, and in the brazier, the pine wood is burning vigorously.

There is an iron pot on the campfire.

The fattest venison in the land was stewed in a pot.

At this time, Chekov was busy preparing the dipping sauce.And Vitas went to the next room to prepare a room for his father and Mr. Yang Qing.

Yang Qing and the others sat on chairs by the campfire, and there was a small table for each of them in front of the chairs.

A blazing fire was burning, and a pot of broth was boiling.

Fat venison exudes a tempting aroma.

After a while, Vitas also came into the room and sat beside Yang Qing.

"All right, sir!"

Chekov said respectfully.

"let's start!"

Guman nodded.

Then Chekov used very marked etiquette to put pieces of venison on silver plates and brought them to the table in front of everyone.Then he took the wine glass again and poured everyone a glass of vodka.

"Thank you for saving me! Mr. Yang Qing!!"

Guman stood up, raised his glass and said.

Susan on the side also picked up the wine glass and looked at Yang Qing with a smile and gratitude.

"Hands up!"

Yang Qing picked up the wine glass and smiled slightly.Then the two looked at each other, raised their heads and gulped it down.

After drinking a glass of high-strength vodka, his body instantly warmed up.

Guman looked at Yang Qing gratefully and said, "I won't say anything superfluous. From now on, you are the most honored guest of the Guman family! If there is something useful, just speak up!"

"Thanks!"

Yang Qing raised his glass and said with a smile.

After a table of people toasted and drank again, the topic gradually opened up.

"Thank you for saving my father!"

Vitas picked up the wine glass and said gratefully: "You are the benefactor of our Guman family!"

Yang Qing smiled slightly, and had a drink with Vitas.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Guman blushed from drinking, and talked about the history of the family with a little drunkenness.

This is telling the history of the family to the next Patriarch, Vitas.

Vitas sat upright and listened carefully.

Chekov stood aside with a smile, looking at the master, the young master, and the wife.

Yang Qing's eyes sparkled when he heard it.

He didn't expect that the old man's family was so awesome.

Awesome.

How awesome is it?
In ancient times, if successive tsars wanted to win the throne, they must have the support of the Guman family.Until now, the Guman family is still the most dominant family in Russia, and even the current president visits the patriarch of the Guman family every year.

The Gurman family's tentacles have penetrated into Russia and even various centers of power and wealth in Europe.

Each of the top ten consortiums in Russia today is inextricably linked to the Guman family.The northern commander of the military is also the next patriarch of the Guman family.

However, awesome is awesome.

Yang Qing's heart returned to normal after only a brief surprise.

After practicing, his mentality changed a lot.

He found that the wealth and power he worshiped before seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

And those rich people and high-ranking officials who used to be high in his eyes have become more and more ordinary.

This may be a matter of dimensionality.

He also gradually understood the reason why those practitioners in ancient times had their eyes higher than the top and were supercilious.

Because there is too much power beyond this world, in the long history, even the noble emperors in the world have treated practitioners with courtesy.

Over the long years, practitioners have become accustomed to being high above and overlooking all living beings.

Practice is really a long and lonely road.

Yang Qing held the wine glass, his eyes were a little dazed.

Suddenly, the true essence in the dantian became unstable again.

Yang Qing was startled, and immediately recovered from that vague and disorderly thinking.

He took a deep breath, and hastily pressed the real energy in his dantian that was starting to agitate again.

"Mr. Yang, what's the matter with you?"

Vitas was the closest to Yang Qing, and soon noticed that Yang Qing's face was not very good-looking.

"It's all right!"

Yang Qing waved his hands and said, "Small problem!"

Mr. Guman, who was sitting across from him, suddenly thought of what Yang Qing said about going to Pevek on the way.

He said to Vitas seriously: "Vitas, Mr. Yang is going to Pevek, you have arranged for me!"

"Yes!"

Vitas subconsciously stood at attention and saluted.

But then he realized that he was at home, and after putting down his hands, he asked Yang Qing, "When do you want to go there!"

"As soon as possible!"

Yang Qing said.

"Then tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to take you there!"

Vitas said solemnly.

"That's troublesome!"

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter of going north was finally settled.

It's done.

Everyone started drinking again.

Before I knew it, the three bottles of vodka had bottomed out.

When the wine was in full swing, the chatter of the people began to diverge.

From home, chat to country.Talk from home to abroad.

For example, when Mr. Guman talked about the former president, he looked contemptuous, even disdainful.When it comes to the current president, I still appreciate it.For another example, when the old man talked about the United States, he couldn't help sighing that foreigners thought he was a mental patient, but in his eyes, the president of the United States was almost a great president.

Of course, there are some political mysteries.

For example, a head of state in Europe has an extremely chaotic private life and is very lecherous.Basically, international supermodels are having an affair with any president.

For example, a high-ranking official in a certain country is gay and so on.

As long as one of these news is released outside, it will be an earth-shattering event.

A group of men chatted happily in this Russian ice and snow cabin.

While chatting, we talked about the missile hitting the meteorite last night.

Coincidentally, this matter was personally supervised by Vitas.

"Those meteorites were completely shattered, and there were fragments for hundreds of miles!" Vitas shook his head and said, "The expert team checked one piece and found no radioactivity, so they went back!"

"No more?"

Yang Qing asked curiously.

"Why do you want that?"

Vitas got drunk and waved his hands boldly: "Mr. Yang, if you are interested, I will give you a piece! I just picked one up and put it next door!".

"Thank you so much then!"

Yang Qing clasped her fists and said.

A roaring bonfire was burning.

The men drink again.

Drain the wine and refill it.

The cabins on the ice field, with dim lights, are like a warm beacon in this cold snowy night.

　Thank you Dragon Lord for your reward again, and thank you for your collection and recommendation tickets.Continue to ask for collections, please recommend tickets!

　　


(End of this chapter)