Thinking of this, I glanced at the old man in front of me and asked, "Why do you want to take me in?"

The old man was also stunned by my question, looked at the young man around him, and then realized that I was still guarding against what I was doing.

Thinking of this, the old man smiled at me and said, "Don't worry, my friend, we have no other purpose. We just want to learn about some of the situations on the snow-capped mountains in front of me, which can also make plans for the future. This should not be a big problem for me, right?"

I thought about it carefully and it was indeed not a problem. If I just understood the situation, I didn’t need to worry that they would threaten the safety of the old lunatics.

"Okay, thank you then." I nodded.

"My friend, if you don't mind, let's talk while walking?" The old man also relaxed and said with a smile at me.

I nodded and agreed. Although it seems very troublesome to have someone translate the chat between me and this old man now, I am still happy to chat with this old man.

I haven't talked to anyone like this for nearly three years. The old madman couldn't even speak at first, but later when the old madman could speak, I could see that the old madman was not a chattering chatter.

The old man in front of me still talks a lot, and I also like the feeling of chatting with people.

Through conversation, I learned the name of the young man in front of me, called Gongbu, a very nice name. Tibetans usually don’t have a surname, so the name is easy to remember.

It is probably because I am not too scary. This Kampot is a good deal with me. I also told this Kampot about my name, just a name, and there shouldn't be any big problems.

"Let me stay at our house tonight, if you don't mind." The old man gave an invitation.

"Thank you, Basang, why would I mind?" I thanked with a smile, and the old man's name was Basang.

After hearing the conversation between us, Kampot's face around me became a little strange. I also noticed Kampot's strangeness at this time, turned my head and asked in confusion: "Kampot, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Kampot reacted and smiled at me and said.

However, no matter how I see the smile on Kampot's face is a little abnormal, which makes me even more confused. What is Kampot thinking?

I didn't think much about it, and then returned to his house with Mr. Basang, while Kampot supported Mr. Basang. It was obvious that Kampot and Basang were quite familiar.

As soon as I entered the house, a spoiled girl's voice came from inside the house: "Kumbo, why are you taking my grandpa out for a walk around again? Don't you want to live?"

I was a little surprised. This girl spoke Chinese. Although this girl spoke very well in Chinese, I could still hear that this girl was not a Han nationality, but should be a Tibetan woman.

Sure enough, a young and beautiful woman walked out of the inner room. She looked not old, but should be around twenty years old. She was wearing Tibetan clothes with ethnic characteristics and looked like a beautiful flower.

I couldn't help but be surprised. I didn't expect to see such a beautiful woman in this place. It can be seen that this girl should be very popular here, right?

However, the woman seemed very angry at this time, and glared at Gongbu and Basang with her waist. When her eyes turned to me, the girl couldn't help but be surprised and found that there was one more person in the room.

The woman was a little confused and walked up to me and looked at me. Then she began to ask me in Tibetan again, probably asking who I am, right? But I didn't understand and didn't answer immediately, so as not to make any jokes.

"Lunzhu, he is a Han nationality, not a Tibetan nationality." Kampot glanced at me, then smiled at the woman in front of him and said in Chinese. It can be seen that Kampot should have a good impression of this woman.

The woman glared at Kampot, and the woman was very dissatisfied with Kampot at this time.

But soon the woman reacted, her beautiful big eyes widened and looked at me again, then asked me in Chinese again, "Are you also a Han nationality?"

I nodded and said yes, but I was puzzled.

What do I mean by "also" as a Han nationality? Are there other Han nationality in this place?

After hearing my answer, the woman began to circle around me and looked at me all over. To be honest, I felt a little embarrassed by this woman, thinking that this Tibetan woman is really brave, why do you look at others with such eyes when you have nothing to do? It is not at all implicit.

"I thought Han people were very beautiful, but I didn't expect you to disappoint me." After a while, the woman took back her eyes and curled her lips and said.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that this woman was saying that I was not good-looking?

Damn it!

This person is too blind, right? I can't even look good? That's just that I have some problems with my current dressing.

Haven’t you said the old sayings? People rely on clothes, Buddha rely on gold clothes. I am now dressed like a savage, and my image is indeed a bit backward. If you ask me to dress up, you can try this sentence? You can’t be so handsome!

"I'm not bad, right?" I said depressedly.

When the girl in front of me heard what I said, the girl in front of me giggled, her voice was like a silver bell, very beautiful.

"Although you don't look very good, you are still quite interesting." The woman said with a smile.

Is this woman scolding me?

I thought for a long time, no matter what angle this woman said to me, I feel that this woman is really scolding me.

"Look at it carefully, how can I not look very good?" I pushed away my long head and put my face in front of the woman in front of me. I wanted her to take a closer look, I felt that I was insulted by this woman and I had to win a game back.

The girl looked at my face very seriously, then smiled again and said, "It's not so good, it's not as beautiful as our teacher Zhuoma."

"Teacher Zhuoma?" I couldn't help but wonder, who is this?

Before the girl could say anything, Kampot, who was beside her, explained to me excitedly: "It's a female teacher here, a Han Chinese, she is very beautiful, just like a fairy."
Chapter completed!