Before coming out of the invisible place, Shao Yu did two things: first, remove the disguise; Second, change clothes.

Good looks and sincere words are always easy to make a good impression.

What's more, Shao Yu's appearance is by no means something that can be summed up by the word mere beauty.

At this time, it was early morning, and the light of the morning glow shone on his body, making his face also shrouded in a soft light, and the wind blowing through the mountains seemed to become gentle.

Lama Gesang was slightly stunned and said, "Young man, are you wandering here?" ”

It's been a long time since I've heard that name.

Thinking that he should be in his sixties in two lifetimes combined, Shao Yu was embarrassed.

He might be older than this lama, or else, take the time of retreat to the minimum, well, he's still a young man.

Shao Yu was relieved.

"I'm Xuanyu, and it's my senior brother Xuange who occupies the treasure land," he showed a wry smile and said, "We originally came here to visit, just like every ordinary tourist, but when we walked on the steps, senior brother suddenly felt something, and I had an epiphany here." ”

The word epiphany, Buddhism is very familiar.

There is this saying in Buddhism, and the meaning in Taoism is quite similar, so as soon as Shao Yu said it, Lama Gesang understood, his gaze crossed Shao Yu, looked at the void behind him, his eyes were peaceful, and he didn't even ask the senior brother who couldn't see what the young man said, but said, "Can you let me meet your senior brother?" ”

The Tibetan mastiff let out a low whimper in agreement.

The old lama had noticed that Shao Yu's appearance did not attract the attention of passers-by, and it was evident that some strange ability was at work, like those who unwittingly deviated from their original route.

The mystery of the reincarnation of the living Buddha has not yet been understood, and the young man in front of him, who is different from the usual, has another kind of power?

Shao Yu smiled and waved his sleeves slightly.

As if the sky covered by clouds and mist was washed away by the wind and rain, the secret realm was revealed, and on the top of the steps, a young man sitting cross-legged, with short hair, a handsome and sunny face, wearing modern clothes that fit the season, in general, is not very similar to the painting style of this Xuanyu.

"He made a disguise," Shao Yu explained, "and the guru also knows that if he looks too good, he will get into trouble. ”

The lama smiled: "When you came, you also disguised?" ”

Shao Yu touched his face and laughed, a little naughty: "What does the master think, how do I look?" ”

Tender.

If Shao Yue is here, I'm afraid I'm going to vomit, I feel that my younger brother has switched personalities, and after the weak and innocent little crying bag is over, he will be replaced by a baby patient, yes, just like those people on the Internet who claim to be a baby when they are very big, they don't know what they are thinking.

↑ Brother you...... It's going to be beaten.

In fact, Shao Yu has always felt that every author has the potential to be schizophrenic.

If you want to write a character well, you must have a certain understanding and even resonance with it, and how many characters are there in a book?

Lama Gesang praised him very seriously: "It's beautiful." ”

His eyes were pure, and Shao Yu's heart trembled, as if he had seen a pure snowy mountain.

Lama Gesang clasped his hands together and said, "Since we are friends, let's stay here, but don't leave the food behind." ”

Shao Yu: "......"

This must be the pot of the cake.

Cake: Hehe, do you blame me?

"Let's go, Dorjee."

The Tibetan mastiff screamed, squatted still, looked at Shao Yu with a pair of friendly eyes, and wagged his tail.

"Dorjee seldom has such a good impression of people," Lama Gesang touched the mastiff and said to it, "Since you like it, stay here for a while." ”

Animals' senses are more acute than those of humans.

When the lama left, Shao Yu squatted down and touched the mastiff: "Do you feel the aura, little guy?" ”

The dog licked him.

As long as you search for pictures of Tibetan mastiffs on the Internet, most people will not think that it is good-looking, at least compared to other dogs, the advantage of Tibetan mastiffs is not appearance, but strong force. It is said that the mastiff king can fight the wolves alone and bite the lions, although Shao Yu has never seen it, he has also heard about it.

The one in front of you, since it is raised in the Potala Palace, will it not be a mastiff king, right?

Not necessarily.

I heard that people in Tibet regard them as homemakers, so what does it matter if their family members are good enough?

Shao Yu took a futon and sat on the ground, pulled back the mastiff that stood up curiously to smell the futon, and combed its somewhat messy hair.

Kun is a fish, Peng is a bird, now Shao Yu can tell the appearance of a fish and a bird, but for animals, he can only look at it from the perspective of humans.

"Dorjee, how old are you?"

The mastiff barked twice.

"Two years old?"

The mastiff licked him.

"That's smart."

Shao Yu praised, and the dog plunged into his arms, lay down, and enjoyed the petting, which was very comfortable.

When Yu Ge came out of the customs, he saw such a picture.

Seeing that his partner had lifted his disguise, he was not surprised, sat next to Shao Yu and said, "I have advanced to become a god." ”

"Congratulations."

"Whew?"

"Recognize, this is Xuange, this is Dorjee."

The golden Tibetan mastiff leaned over and sniffed the smell of Jian Xiu's body, then walked back to Shao Yu and nestled in his arms.

Another week passed.

In addition to entering the Potala Palace to eat and sleep, the dog Dorjee spent almost all of his time getting along with Shao Yu, several little lamas were very puzzled, and they came to call it a few times, and after being stopped by the Gesang Lama, he still tried to impress it with his eyes from time to time, but to no avail.

Yes, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the hobby of a mastiff, staying in the same place on the steps every day.

Shao Yu rubbed the mastiff's fur and slowly sorted it out: "Where did the avatar go around?" ”

He thought of his own experience, at that time, the power of the incarnation was still not well mastered, so he curiously ran to the Nine Heavens to explore, and he didn't know what kind of ending would have ended if he had met not the master and the ancestor at that time, but a powerful villain.

Yu Ge's face was calm: "In front of the living Buddha." ”

Shao Yu was taken aback: "He found you?" ”

Yu Ge nodded: "It's amazing, he found me, although I confirmed that he is not a monk." He smiled slightly: "The world is full of wonders, after hearing about the reincarnated spirit child, I knew that it was not so simple here, but I didn't expect it to be so simple." ”

He stood up and looked into the distance: "Let's go." ”

"I thought you were going to see the Living Buddha," Shao Yu hugged the mastiff, put it on the ground and waited for it to stand firm, and said, "Isn't it rude for us to bother for so long and not leave some gifts?" ”

"Your painting stays."

Shao Yu glanced at him and sneered: "Who said just now that the incarnation has been with the Living Buddha?" ”

Yu Ge said calmly: "Naturally, I paid attention to you first, the cool and handsome bullying rock youth, the evil and crazy invisible boss, the weak and innocent little crying bag...... I didn't expect my family's hobby of grilled fish to be so extensive. He bumped his partner's shoulder and wondered, "Hey, who's talking to me now?" ”

"The one who doesn't fall with the golden gun."

Shao Yu said solemnly.

There are indeed paintings.

has been on the flying boat for so long, in addition to eating and eating every day, he is brushing on the Internet, Shao Yu has also done other things besides playing with his brother, and the most serious thing is painting.

He painted the Potala Palace.

On the Tianyuan Continent, Shao Yu's painting skills are not worth mentioning, there are too many characters who have been immersed in this for hundreds of years, and on the earth, with skills like his, the paintings he paints are already master-level works.

Wrap the picture scroll with film, and then let Dorjee hold it, Yu Ge took his partner's hand: "Let's go, go to Daxue Mountain." ”

The two of them flew away.

Lama Gesang touched the dog that had brought it in his mouth and opened the painting.

The glorious and majestic figure of the Potala Palace almost jumps out of it, full of the sacredness of the Buddha.

By this time, the two monks had been walking on the endless prairie and had met a little girl who had been accosted on the train with a panicked expression. 166 Reading Network