Tashi Tsering glanced at Dong Ziyun, then turned his head to look at Yu Fei, just when Dong Ziyun thought that he would say that Yu Fei's thangka was the worst, but the master said lightly: "Everyone's thangka is the Buddha in their own heart, there is no good and bad, good and bad." ”

This old slippery head! Dong Ziyun scolded secretly, in her opinion, Tashi Tsering was unwilling to offend people.

The first purpose was frustrated, and Dong Ziyun asked loudly: "Master, tell me which thangka is the best." It also lets us know what kind of thangka is a good thangka. ”

Dong Ziyun said this, Tashi Tsering couldn't prevaricate. He groaned for a moment and didn't speak, but slowly walked in the direction of Leng Yufei and Yu Fei.

Really! Dong Ziyunxin said that this master also thinks that the thangka painted by Leng Yufei is the best. Although he refused to say that the thangka painted by Fei Fei was the worst, as long as everyone noticed Leng Yufei's painting, they would naturally compare it with the one next to him, and at that time, they would like to see how thick Yu Fei's face is!

Tashi Tsering walked to Leng Yufei's side and stood down, but turned to face Yu Fei and bowed slightly.

At this moment, everyone was amazed. In the world of thangka painting, Tashi Tsering is a legend, and only others have ever paid tribute to him, who has ever seen him bow to others, and he is still a young man who looks only in his early twenties!

"Admittedly—" Tashi Tsering said slowly, "there is no superior or inferior Buddha in everyone's heart, but this gentleman has painted a thangka that is enough to pass down to the world!" ”

Dong Ziyun almost fell! This so-called master named Tashi Tsering can't be old and confused, right? Or is it dazzling? He actually said that Yu Fei's ghost-like thangka is enough to be passed on! That's!

Compared with Dong Ziyun's surprise, Tsdan Langjie's heart turned up a monstrous wave, and no one knew better what the words from Tashi Tsering's mouth represented!

You must know that Tashi Tsering, who is a "Uchin", does not dare to say that each of his works can be handed down, after all, due to the influence of the environment and mood, the painter's state will also fluctuate, and the works painted are also good and bad. And Tashi Tsering actually said that this young man's thangka is enough to pass on to the world, doesn't that mean that he has reached the realm of "Uchin"? Could it be that today, there will be a second "Uchin" in his own store?!

And the "initiator" of all this, Yu Fei, was still ignorant at this time and didn't know what happened to Lu Dao, and he didn't know what was going on with Lu Dao just now. As if his hand was out of control, he drew the Buddha image in front of him on the cotton cloth. Every stroke and every drawing Yu Fei was very clear, but he didn't know at all why, he seemed to have entered a state of emptiness.

At this time, he had just "woken up" and saw that all eyes were focused on him, and there was an uncle in his forties who looked at him with an excited expression and "obsessively", and he was so "frightened" that he took two steps back for a while.

Leng Yufei's heart swelled with a huge loss, for the first time in her life, in painting, she did not become the focus, but was reduced to a supporting role, which was almost impossible for her before.

"This ...... Guru. Yu Fei stumbled and said, "Are you kidding, I've never painted a thangka before." ”

"I can see it." Tashi Tsering nodded and said, "However, I saw the sound of the Buddha and heard the Sanskrit sound from your thangka. ”

Dong Ziyun was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and muttered unconvinced: "Did Yu Fei give this person any benefits, so that he could speak for him energetically!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" It was Gesang who spoke, and the honest Tibetan man said very solemnly: "Don't slander the master!" ”

Dong Ziyun snorted and stopped talking angrily.

"I wonder if the little brother is willing to learn to paint thangkas?" Tashi Tsering eagerly stepped forward and asked, "I promise you can become 'Uchin' in five years, no, you can become 'Uchin' in three years!" ”

"No, no, no......" Yu Fei waved his hand and retreated, learning to paint thangka? What are you kidding, I don't know how I painted this painting, not to mention the sound of the Buddha, the Sanskrit sound, these mysterious and mysterious things, I don't even know what I painted. If today was April 1st, Yu Fei would really think that this so-called master was playing tricks on himself with others.

"Ouch." When Yu Fei retreated, he accidentally tripped over the wooden leg of the stretcher, his body staggered and lost his balance and crashed into the table behind him, out of instinct, his right hand tried hard to grasp something to stabilize his body, and he grabbed a Buddha statue on the table!

Well?! Yu Fei was surprised to feel two streams of chaotic qi pouring into his right hand, one was very thick and the other was relatively weak.

Only then did Yu Fei realize that unconsciously, the chaotic qi in his right hand had been exhausted! In the face of these two chaotic qis, his right hand greedily absorbed like a sponge! Then, a sharp pain like a pinprick came, and just when Fei was about to exhale in pain, the pain disappeared again. And what changes seem to have occurred in his right hand, there are some differences from before, but what are the specific differences, Yu Fei can't say.

This Buddha statue is quirky!

"Be careful." Tashi Tsering stepped forward and grabbed Yu Fei's arm.

Yu Fei's muscles contracted, and from the moment he saw himself, this middle-aged man showed extraordinary enthusiasm, especially his eyes radiated light, that kind of light, Yu Fei had only seen it in Chen Bin's eyes, and Chen Bin was lying on the skylight of the girls' bathroom at that time.

This middle-aged man doesn't have any special fetishes, right? Yu Fei secretly decided in his heart that after going back, he must wash the places he had touched.

If Tashi Tsering knew what Yu Fei thought in his heart, I don't know if he would vomit blood.

"This gentleman has a good intention. But I really don't want to learn to draw thangkas, I'm really sorry. Yu Fei gently but resolutely broke free from Tashi Tsering's hand.

"That's a shame." Tashi Tsering said regretfully: "If you insist on painting thangkas, you will definitely become 'Uchin'." ”

Yu Fei didn't know the value of "Uchin" at all, and thought disdainfully in his heart: "What is "Uchin"? Is the right big? Is the salary high? Is there a regular establishment?

Seeing Yu Fei's resolute face, Tashi Tsering walked into the back hall in frustration, and even ignored Tstan Langjie.

"Sir," said Tstan Langjie, who took two steps forward, "I know that my request is excessive, but can you please sell me this thangka?" The price is yours. ”

Tstan Langjie is in the business of thangkas and has special feelings for thangkas. However, the thangkas painted by Tashi Tsering were all taken away by wealthy merchants from the mainland at high prices, and he did not even have a single one. I just heard Tashi Tsering comment that Yu Fei's thangka was enough to be passed down to the world, so I wanted to buy him.

"Huh?" Yu Fei was stunned, he only knew that the ancient paintings of Lu Dao were valuable, but he didn't expect that the thangka he painted casually was also valuable, and he opened it by himself.

"Master, I'm willing to pay double the price for your thangka." One of the people in the crowd shouted.

When he saw the person who spoke, there was a gloomy expression on his face, and he knew that this thangka definitely didn't belong to him.

The influence of Tibetan Buddhism in Hong Kong and Taiwan is far greater than that in the mainland, so many wealthy businessmen from Hong Kong and Taiwan enter Tibet every year.

The man who spoke was Zhang Jiasheng, and his father was in the top 10 of the Hong Kong Island's richest list.