Seeing that Lei Lei stopped bidding, the stall owner and the middle-aged man next to him were stunned. The cooked ducks were flying, how could they act?

"Boy, what you said just now means I am a villain?" The double act was exposed, and the middle-aged man couldn't hold on his face. The transaction of several thousand yuan was ruined by Tang Ping, which made him secretly hate him, so he directly pointed the finger at Tang Ping.

Tang Ping would not spoil him. He smiled directly when he heard this, "Haha, since you admit that you are a villain and have acted with the stall owner to trick my friend into buying Thangka at a high price, what else can I say?"

"When will I admit it..." The middle-aged man who was subconsciously irritated and then reacted, unable to help but glared at Tang Ping and said angrily: "Who do you think is lying to others? If you don't say it clearly today, don't think about leaving!"

The middle-aged man said that he was about to step forward and pull Tang Ping's hand, but Tang Ping opened it casually, and then his face turned a deep voice and shouted: "Don't be shameless!"

"The Han people beat people..." The stall owner shouted in a daze, and several accomplices who were already crowded in the crowd also emerged and surrounded Tang Ping.

The stall owner was still jumping up and down and shouting: "Let them lose money, don't buy what they have agreed to, don't let them go."

"You have to force yourself to buy and sell, right?" Tang Ping, who sneered, looked at the stall owner who was screaming happily, couldn't help but see a violent chill flashing in his eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and kicked him: "Pay money? I'm so sorry! My buddy just hit someone today, what's wrong?"

Oh... Tang Ping's kick was fast and accurate, and he was not light. He kicked the stall owner directly in the stomach. The stall owner, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, was kicked away by Tang Ping, and fell to the ground with a scream. He bent his waist like a big shrimp, and he couldn't get up for a moment.

The people surrounding Tang Ping watched the figure flash, and Tang Ping had already flew out. The next moment the stall owner was lying on the ground, and they couldn't help but be stunned. They obviously didn't expect that Tang Ping would take action after a disagreement. They originally wanted to blackmail a few money, but things seemed to be a little difficult to end.

"On the way to Lhasa, I killed a few hungry wolves on the grassland. I'm afraid you little sluts! If you have a genital, come on!" Tang Ping, who shouted coldly, looked at the people around him with sharp eyes. His eyes with implicit murderous intent and evil spirits were immediately scared that their faces changed and they subconsciously retreated.

Seeing this, Tang Ping sneered: "What! Relying on the fact that you are locals and have a lot of people, you bully foreign tourists, right? You are so embarrassed to cheat on the money of a few girls? It's simply a loss of the face of Tibetan compatriots!"

Tang Ping's words immediately aroused the resonance of some tourists watching the fun around him. After all, it is not uncommon to slaughter tourists at some tourist attractions.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Beat me, if you get a fight, I will take care of you," the short stall owner who finally climbed up with his stomach, couldn't stand up for a while. The pain in his abdomen made him feel a little angry. As he said that, he touched a hidden knife from his stall and pulled it out and was about to slash at Tang Ping...

Tang Ping, whose eyes were even colder, was about to take action, when the little snow mastiff in his arms seemed to feel the evil spirit on his body and couldn't help but scream. Although his voice was still very tender, it already had the majestic smell of the King of Snow Mountain.

At this moment, a pair of calloused hands suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed the stall owner's wrist, which made the stall owner subconsciously want to scold him. However, after seeing the lama monk robe on the person who came, he immediately swallowed the swear words that had come to his mouth and put the knife back in a little disappointed manner.

After looking at the little snow mastiff in Tang Ping's arms in surprise, the tall red-clothed lama turned to the stall owner and said in a deep voice: "You can't make trouble by turning the scriptures and the main place, don't make trouble, don't you know?"

The lama has a high status in the minds of Tibetans. As soon as the lama in red opened his mouth, there was a silence around him, and no one dared to discuss it anymore.

Seeing that the crowds around were blocking the path of the monks, the lama in red frowned and said to Tang Ping and the stall owner: "You go back to Jokhang Temple with me to make the matter clear."

After the red-clothed lama finished speaking, he walked forward along the scriptures, not seemingly afraid that Tang Ping and the stall owner would not follow.

Looking at the back of the red-clothed lama, Tang Ping, whose eyes lit up, and after talking to Lei Lei and the others, he followed directly. Even if there was no such thing, he originally wanted to go to Jokhang Temple, but now he is naturally happy to be someone who leads the way.

As for the short stall owner, Tang Ping was too lazy to pay attention to it now. With the shock of the red-clothed lama, he probably didn't dare to do anything casually.

Following the red-clothed lama, he was among a group of Tibetan Buddhist believers, watching them chanting scriptures and walking clockwise in the scriptures. Although he couldn't understand their scriptures, Tang Ping still felt a sense of tranquility and peace, which quickly sootheed the violent aura that was aroused in his heart.

"Come with me," After walking to the end of the sutra, the lama in red who waved to Tang Ping took Tang Ping through a side door to enter the Jokhang Temple.

Seeing that Tang Ping was with the red-clothed lama, the lama who was guarding the door clasped his hands at Tang Ping, smiled, and let him in.

"This is the place where 'Geshe' was born. Well, 'Geshe' means the doctor among you Han people..." When you walked into the Jokhang Temple, there was a courtyard-style courtyard in front of it. The red-clothed lama obviously did not treat Tang Ping as a villain, nor did he mean to hold him accountable. Instead, he explained the origin of the courtyard to him.

But Tang Ping was not interested in this, so he just listened silently, and then followed the red-clothed lama to the main hall of Jokhang Temple.

"Young man, you can visit here. You should follow the direction of those people walking around, and don't break around," the lama in red who took Tang Ping to the main hall and left directly.

When he left, Tang Ping was much more relaxed and casual. He walked aside and looked at the wood carvings on the walls, and curiously released the aura in his eyes.

"It's really a very rich spiritual energy!" Tang Ping, who felt the spiritual energy released and sensed, found that the wood carvings contained a lot of spiritual energy, but they could not be absorbed at all, because the spiritual energy in the woodcarving mural and the spiritual energy in his eyes were like oil and water, and could not be integrated.

Tang Ping, who had already known this situation, was not disappointed or discouraged. He felt the little snow mastiff in his arms screaming in a restless manner. Tang Ping, who was moved in his heart, put it down directly and followed it to the place where a staircase was located at the corner of the hall.

Seeing the little snow mastiff trying hard to climb the stairs, Tang Ping shook his head and smiled and walked over to pick him up. After glanced at him, he found that the wooden staircase was made of sandalwood: "What a luxury!"

Seeing that no one around was paying attention to him, no lama came to stop him from approaching the stairs. Tang Ping, who took a breath, walked up the stairs with the little snow lion in his arms.

After going upstairs, Tang Ping discovered that the upstairs were also open to tourists, but there were few people, but there were many lamas busy.
Chapter completed!