The people in the Potala Palace weren't monks, they were lamas, missionaries of Tibet's great faith, and the most mysterious beings here. Zhao Hanyun didn't know who the person she'd met was, but since she was out there, she didn't think about hiding. They'd come out to see her, so it wasn't right for her, a guest, to walk past the host without entering.

"Little ball, show me the way." Looking at the well-developed road ahead, Zhao Hanyun was too lazy to use his spiritual energy to search for it, so he just patted the fat body of the little ball. With this fat guy who was more agile than a hound, why bother with that?

The little ball twisted its body in protest: "Xiao Yunyun, please don't use me like a dog every time, okay? Besides finding the way, I think I have other uses, okay!"

"What else can you do?"

"I'll help you find something!"

“Dogs can do that too!”

"I will protect you!"

“Dogs can do that too!”

"I, I can eat!"

"Yeah! You eat more than a dog!"

Then, the little ball was depressed. As expected, its IQ was always not enough in front of Xiao Yunyun. Isn't this asking for trouble? It should have led the way just now. Its little heart was broken by the blow!

"Go over there, yes, turn there." No matter what, the little ball still pointed the way to Zhao Hanyun. There was no one else along the way, and Zhao Hanyun reached the back easily. According to what Zhao Hanyun said on the road just now, this should be the Red Palace of the Potala Palace.

Everything in front of her was vermilion, and there were Buddha statues that Zhao Hanyun didn't recognize, and many scriptures were placed there. Zhao Hanyun didn't know if she had taken a wrong turn or what. There was no one around, and the entire hall was empty. Only her footsteps could be heard in the room.

"Little girl, you're here!" A voice sounded from the back of the hall. Zhao Hanyun walked back steadily without any embarrassment of being discovered.

After turning the thick curtain, Zhao Hanyun, holding the small ball, saw a man wearing Lama clothing sitting there. It was the old man Zhao Hanyun had just met.

"Should I call you uncle or master?" Zhao Hanyun asked, looking at the old man in front of him.

When Zhao Hanyun asked this, the old man, who had thought Zhao Hanyun would salute, was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are indeed worthy of being the chosen one, hahahaha!"

Zhao Hanyun and the little ball looked at each other, with a few words flashing in their eyes, "Is this old man crazy?" But what the hell was this chosen girl he was talking about just now?

"Little girl, do you have a lot of questions?" Seeing the man and the beast in front of him, the old man said, "Sit down, I will tell you slowly." He also patted the empty seat next to him.

"If you don't answer me, I'll just call you uncle!" Zhao Hanyun sat down next to the old man and said narcissistically, "Uncle, stop being so serious and let's have a good chat! You see, you must be lonely when you're alone. It's great to have a beautiful woman like me and such a cute little pet to keep you company!"

"Hahaha! You little girl have no shame!"

Zhao Hanyun glanced around. There were golden walls, red pillars with indecipherable designs on them, curtains hanging, candles lit, and a long-standing fragrance lingering in the air. A little sunlight shone through the cracks outside, making the room seem so peaceful. But it was broken by a voice: "Master, let's chat!"

"Then we should start with the Dzi bead on your body."