C45 meetings

In the morning, An Ruyou was awoken, "What, it's so annoying."

This sheepskin scroll with golden edges was exactly the same as the one given to her by the white-clothed old man in her dreams yesterday. It looked exactly the same as the one in her dreams, and it was even emitting a faint golden light.

Carefully pulling off the rope on top of it, An Ruyou laid out the sheepskin scroll on the bed