At this moment.
Looking at the Khampa man riding on the horse in the distance, everyone present felt a wild calling that made their hearts palpitate.
Hu Bayi and Xue Liyang looked over at the only guide that the Iron Rod Lama mentioned. For a moment, they were uncertain.
After all, they were unfamiliar with the place, and it was easy to cause conflict if they went there rashly.
When Fatty Wang saw this, he could not help but nod and say.
"It should be right. Look at the red tassel on his head. That's also called the Hero's Knot. Only a real Khampa man would wear that thing on his head.”
Hu Bayi said.
"Since we've seen the real person, let's hurry over and take a look.”
As he spoke, the group of people arrived at the ranch and walked towards the tent on the hill.
At this moment.
Looking at these outsiders, Chu Yi sized them up curiously, his calm eyes full of scrutiny.
Although he didn't chase her out directly, he didn't want to pay attention to her either. He was talking to his daughter in his arms in a low voice.
On the other hand, the well-behaved Tibetan girl's big eyes were filled with curiosity as she secretly sized up Su Chen and the others.
Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang immediately took the initiative to ask Su Chen for help and patted his chest.
"Su Yu, I'll go up and unite with this guy called Chu. I'll make sure he's willing to send us to Karamir.”
As he spoke, he panted heavily as he walked up. A bright smile hung on his face.
"Hey, hello, Big Brother Chuyi."
"I say, your horse is really good.”
As he spoke, Fatty Wang kept trying to curry favor with him, bringing out the old saying that all brothers in the four seas were brothers.
"I heard that you are the only person within a hundred miles who has been to Mount Karamir.”
"You are a hero. Coincidentally, my brothers and I are also famous heroes on the road. We also want to go to Mount Karamir.”
However, this old-fashioned and exaggerated rhetoric obviously could not move the straightforward and true nature of the Khampa man.
Chu Yi smiled politely and rode away.
Fatty Wang immediately became anxious and hurriedly chased after him.
"Please lead the way.”
"I said, can you hear me clearly? Tashi Dele! Tashi Dele!"
Seeing that there was no other way, Fatty Wang could only stare helplessly. After all, he could not force this matter.
If they angered the other party, it would probably take them a long time to find the nine-story demon tower on Mount Karamir.
However, at this moment.
Uncle Ming, who had been unhappy with Fatty Wang for a long time, immediately came in front of Su Chen when he saw Fatty Wang being defeated. A sly smile appeared on his face as he said confidently.
"Mr. Smith, I've been sailing all year round and have dealt with all kinds of people. I'll give it a try.”
As he spoke, Uncle Ming patted Fatty Wang's shoulder like a business tycoon and spoke in a straightforward manner.
"Hey, fatty, as the old saying goes, the older the ginger, the spicier it is.”
"There are some things that you young people can't grasp, so you have to let uncle do it.”
After saying that, he walked to Chu Yi, who had just dismounted, with confidence, as if he was talking business.
He went up to shake hands and then opened his wallet, revealing a stack of Hong Kong bills. It was obvious that he planned to use money to solve the problem.
However, what he got in return was a chuckle.
In less than a minute, Uncle Ming came in high spirits and returned in disappointment.
Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang couldn't help but tease.
"Hehe, Uncle Ming, your ginger isn't spicy anymore. Why don't Old Hu go up? After all, he has been here before.”
However, at this moment.
Unexpectedly, Han Shuna stood up and twirled her long hair.
She did not say anything. With a slap, she threw the handbag into the hands of the dumbfounded Fatty Wang. Then, she slightly unbuttoned her clothes to reveal some snow white. She took off her large sunglasses to reveal a face that was covered in makeup.
In other words, she was the queen, and her confidence shone brightly.
Then, she called out in a coquettish voice.
"Brother Chuyi ~~~"
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the tall horse that Chu Yi was holding seemed to have received some kind of shock. It suddenly neighed and almost sent her away with a flying kick.
Almost at the same time, a commotion suddenly broke out among the bulls in the pasture. Even the horses around Chu began to neighing mournfully.
Even the three or four Tibetan Mastiffs guarding the entire ranch roared at this moment, as if they had sensed great danger approaching.
Seeing this strange scene, even Chu Yi's incomparably resolute face revealed a nervous expression.
However, when everyone turned around and looked,
He turned around and realized that it was the little Purple Qilin Beast that had slipped out of Zhang Qiling's backpack and was running around the farm happily.
Although it was not big, it was like a beast king patrolling the forest wherever it went.
Whether it was the huge yak or the Tibetan Mastiff, they all fell to the ground as if they had met a king.
It suddenly jumped onto the back of a huge yak, and the yak immediately collapsed to the ground in fear. It wailed, but did not dare to move.
Following the little Purple Qilin Beast's roar, the three or four ferocious and strong Tibetan Mastiffs walked over one after another, wagging their tails like bootlickers.
Seeing this scene.
Not only was Fatty Wang dumbfounded, but even the Kangba man who lived on the snowy plateau suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the little Purple Qilin Beast in disbelief.
The purple-gold body and the gem-like eyes reminded him of the legend of the Purple Qilin that had been hidden for thousands of years.
At this moment, Chu Yi couldn't help but remember.
A few days ago, a lama carrying an iron rod came to find him, saying that a distinguished guest with a sacred beast would come to him to lead the way, and that he must do his best to help.
At this moment, even the herdsmen who were tidying up the pastures looked panicked when they saw this. They could not help but close their eyes and pray softly.
For the Tibetans who had extremely firm beliefs, these phenomena were undoubtedly the manifestation of the living Buddha, representing the will of the gods.
Su Chen's eyes moved when he saw this scene. He hurriedly called out.
"Little Purple, come back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little purple qilin immediately ran back and squatted by his feet.
He turned into a crying monster again, his face was obedient, and there was no trace of the domineering aura from before.
At this moment.
Chu Chu looked at Su Chen and his heart inexplicably palpitated. His face could not help but reveal a devout look of reverence.
He actually took the initiative to walk over, spread his arms, and bowed deeply. His tone was especially respectful.
"Welcome to Gaze Buqing, respected guest.”
As he spoke, Chu Yi pointed at the gathering place behind the ranch and said enthusiastically.
"Lord lama has already instructed us to treat you warmly. Everyone, please follow me.”
Upon seeing this scene, Fatty Wang and Uncle Ming widened their eyes. Wasn't this treatment too double standard?!!
"Sigh, it's so infuriating to compare people. Even the Iron Rod Lama said that Su Yu is the reincarnation of the Living Buddha.”
"Mr. Su's little Tibetan Mastiff is really amazing. It's more majestic than tigers and lions.”
While exclaiming in amazement, the group of people also walked toward the gathering place of Gaze Buqing under the lead of Chu Shi.
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