Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1297 Meeting
They are desperate, how dare they come to the capital with a brazen name?Judging by the clothes on their bodies, they seem to have become middle-aged wealthy businessmen and young noble sons. Have they changed their ways from evil to good?
The reason why I didn't tell Ting Lu before was because Ting Yu was beside me.The fact that the desert fox is still alive is a secret, and Tingyu cannot be known.I believe Ting Lu has already guessed the answer from my expression and eyes.

I haven't recovered from the shock of this incident, and my eyes have already traced a person at the gate of the post house in front of me, who is one of the Zangtou masters.

As soon as I saw him, I immediately gathered my thoughts and returned to the matter in front of me.

The Zangtou teacher was very young, in his 20s, the only one among them who seemed kind.He stood there looking at me like he was waiting for me.

I walked over quickly and was about to speak when he smiled slightly, bowed and made a gesture of invitation to me.

I nodded my thanks and followed him in.When I entered the door, I subconsciously looked behind me. Ting Lu and Ting Yu were still looking at me at the intersection, and I felt much more at ease.

Under the guidance of the young man, I came to a brightly lit hall inside, where most of the Tibetan head masters gathered, talking in a low voice.

Seeing someone coming, they stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look at me. The Tibetan head teacher looked at people with weird eyes, and coupled with the confusion about my identity, the eyes looked even more cold and mysterious. As soon as I stepped into the door, I was caught. Several eyes with unknown intentions were fixed at the door.

A chill rose from the soles of the feet and gradually penetrated into the bottom of my heart.I secretly thought: I hope they don't dislike me and cast some curse or cup on me.

"Cough!" Someone coughed, and the young man leading the way was standing at the door of the inner room and looking at me.I hurriedly put away my restless mind and followed up.The young man pushed open the door and said something in a low voice, which seemed to be in Tibetan.

I waited for a while, and the young man held out his hand to me, beckoning me to go in.

Walking into that room, I saw a bed on the opposite side, and the head of the Zangtou Master was sitting cross-legged on it reading a book. This thread bound book and more.

There was a slight sound from behind, and the young man stepped out and quietly closed the door.The leader fell to the ground and bowed slightly to me, "Madam, please take a seat."

(End of this chapter)