Chapter 687

"Not necessarily. This man is a Han. There are Buddhists among the Han people, but unlike us, they are not called King Kong, but Luohan. This ability is also called divine power. I think he is the divine power of the Han people, Luohan!"

"Oh, no matter what he is, this man must have come to bless us! Otherwise, why did he meet us? Why did he save Qiang bagra again?"

"We should try to keep him!"

"How to keep them? They are the original Han Chinese. What shall we keep them?"

"In fact, there is no way to keep the Han man..."

Everyone was talking. Suddenly, an idea flashed in their hearts, and their eyes fell on Meiduo.

Meiduo saw that everyone's eyes fell on her. Her heart was like a mirror. Her face turned red. She stamped her feet in shame and anger and said angrily, "what are you looking at me for?"

Then she covered her face and ran away.

The Tibetans laughed as they watched Meiduo go away.

Knowing that Li Yundong didn't understand Tibetan, they said to Qiang bagra recklessly, "Qiang bagra, you have to find a way to persuade Meiduo!"

Qiang bagra smiled and kept stroking her white beard with her hand: "don't persuade me, meDo is more anxious than us!"

With that, they burst into a burst of laughter.

At this time, Meiduo, who turned her head and ran to the camp, heard the laughter from the wind and became more and more shy. She covered her face with her hands and her cheeks were red as if they were going to bleed, but her flickering big eyes were full of hot passion and expectation.

Li Yundong couldn't understand what they said, but he was not stupid. Seeing these people's eyes full of worship and awe, and showing a cunning light, he seemed to be making his own ideas. He whispered in his heart: what are these guys laughing at?

Seeing that Li Yundong was somewhat embarrassed by the public, Qiang bagra waved and said, "well, we all go back to bed. We have to go on our way early tomorrow morning!"

The crowd dispersed. After pointing out to Li Yundong for a while, the two foreigners and the Chinese tour guide also returned to their tent.

Li Yundong didn't expect that his practice in the wilderness had shocked so many people. He secretly decided not to do such shocking things until he found a suitable place to start building the foundation.

Li Yundong returned to his tent and slept all night. Just before dawn, he heard the sound of trumpets, whips beating cattle and horses and people shouting in the camp.

One of the loudest and clearest is the voice of a girl singing loudly. Although the singing is Tibetan and Li Yundong can't understand it, the melody is loud, melodious and catchy, which makes Li Yundong feel relaxed and happy and can't help but praise it in his heart.

After drilling out of the tent, Li Yundong saw that the Tibetans were busy dismantling the tent and packing it on the ox cart and carriage. When some Tibetans saw Li Yundong, they had no previous vigilance and vigilance. They smiled and greeted Li Yundong warmly.