Chapter 17 Collection 3

We accept our emotions and try our best to restrain ourselves.

After a peaceful nonsense for a while, after explaining some things clearly, I found a commanding height and began to find Professor Sun's position.

This also blames me for being too careless. I should have asked their specific location on the phone at the beginning, and I'm not so confused now. After all, it's still the area of my magical Potala Palace.

I searched for a while, but I didn't see anyone. I thought to myself that I would not be cheated again.

"Is the donor looking for someone?"

This sudden sound pulled me back.

I looked back and saw an old monk with Buddha beads on his hand, which gave people a very solemn feeling and must have an extraordinary identity.

Although, I don't believe in Buddhism very much. But at this time, he also answered his words with respect: "Yes."

The old monk's eyes were calm. He didn't answer my words immediately. After about a few minutes, my mentality was calm. After that, I lost my patience and was about to say goodbye.

The old monk opened his mouth and said, "The benefactor and other people have come." After saying that, he turned around and left.

I was still in a dull state for a while, and this old monk made me feel strange.

After staring at his back, I was ready to continue to find someone. Unexpectedly, the fat man's voice came at this time: "Lao Sun, here, here."

I saw the fat man waVing to me at the end of the corridor, followed by two or three people behind him.

I was stunned and didn't immediately walk towards Fatty Ma, but looked at the place where the old monk disappeared.

Fat Ma roared at me again like a bell.

I just walked towards the fat man.

"Old Sun, what are you doing? You're doing something serious."

Professor Sun and Zhang Tong are behind the fat man.

"Why are you here?" I looked at Zhang Tong with a slight surprise. It must be very dangerous to go down to the ground this time.

Zhang Tong retorted, "Why can't I come!"

I suddenly became short of breath.

You flirt and flirt for a while, and it's important to meet the clay figurines quickly and do serious things.

"Dead man..."

Before I finished speaking, the fat man ran away with a smile.

This fat man doesn't forget to add vinegar every time he encounters this kind of thing. Damn, I'm still not used to it.

Looking at the fat man's distant back, he said helplessly, "Let's go."

Professor Sun still has a smile at the corners of his mouth and is also in a state of watching a play.

Professor Sun and Zhang Tong are both dressed as backpackers, with a large travel bag, a sun hat, and a pair of sunglasses.

After meeting the old clay figurine, we left the historic Potala Palace.

Zhang Tong and others found a local guide and rented a jeep by the way. When we left the Potala Palace, the jeep had been waiting outside for a while.

"Why couldn't I contact you a few days ago, professor?" The fat man spoke loudly.

Professor Sun held the sunglasses with his hand and said, "We went to that inspection first."

"Why don't you discuss with us in advance," Fatty Ma asked.

"This is the decision of Chen Yutou's group of old guys, and I can't do anything about it." Speaking of Chen Yutou, Fatty Ma has nothing to say. It seems that this time he can see the true face of this person.

And I am also full of curiosity. This is a character in a story told by my grandfather, but I didn't expect this person to be still alive.

The car passed through Lasha, a city full of ethnic style, and began to enter a deserted area.