Chapter 6047

Yunchu nine did not continue with the topic just now, too much is more than enough. It is also skillful to sow discord.

When the story changed, he said curiously, "master Wuzhao, are you going to start drying the Scriptures? I've never seen anything like this. It's just an eye opening. "

Master Wuzhao nodded and summoned all the disciples of the library. Yunchu counted the number, but there were only eight people. It was really miserable for Wu Zhao to mix up!

Master Wuzhao simply said a few words, just to let people be more careful when drying the Scriptures, don't damage the Scriptures.

Those disciples had just heard the dialogue between master Wuzhao and Yun Chujiu. Although they didn't say anything, they were not very happy. They obviously followed master Wuzhao.

After master Wuzhao finished his orders, he began to dry the Scriptures.

Black heart nine looked curiously on the side. He saw a monk holding a Buddhist Sutra in his hands and placed it on the drying table. Then he sat down directly beside him and began to recite the scriptures on it.

The same is true for other monks, even master Wuzhao. They have to recite the Buddhist scriptures on the sutras that they have aired three times before they can finish drying a Buddhist sutra.

Yunchu nine heart said, that Wulang leader is really too damaged!

This is a model of killing without a knife. In this way, old monk Wuzhao has no free time in three or five years, and the little prestige he has just accumulated will soon disappear.

She has to find a way, otherwise the water is not mixed, how can she fish?!

For three days in a row, master Wuzhao and several monks in the library were conscientiously drying the Scriptures. Heixin jiuze had been watching and did not say anything.

On the morning of the fourth day, black heart nine took advantage of master Wuzhao and said with sympathy:

"master Wuzhao, it's not a way for you to go on like this. Let's not talk about your physical strength. In the long run, you don't even have time to practice."

Master Wuzhao's Apprentice Yinli immediately said: "yes, there are no three or five years to dry out. There is no time for cultivation."

Several other people also repeatedly echoed, master Wuzhao's face is not very good-looking, but also did not stop.

Yun Chujiu blinked: "master Wuzhao, I have an idea, maybe I can help you solve this problem."

Master Wuzhao asked suspiciously, "what's the idea?"

Yun Chujiu did not answer the question: "I heard that the disciples of the ten thousand Buddha Temple need to spend some contribution points to borrow the Scriptures, right?"

Master Wuzhao nodded: "yes, even if the headmaster wants to borrow the Scriptures, he will also have to spend some contribution points. This is the rule handed down by the ancestor."

"Master Wuzhao, can you be the master in charge of the library? Can you carry it if other people tell you what to do? " Yun Chujiu looks at master Wuzhao with some worry.

Master Wuzhao was a little uncomfortable with her eyes like this, and immediately gave a cold hum: "the library is under my management. Naturally, I can be the master.

If you have any idea, just say it

"It's very simple. If a disciple comes to borrow scriptures, you can give them two choices. One is to spend the contribution as usual, and the other is to help you dry the Scriptures.

I have been observing these two days. Every day at least hundreds of people come to borrow scriptures. Even if one third of them agree to do so, your workload will be greatly reduced. " Cloud Chu nine said with a smile.

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