Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu didn't continue the topic just now. It's still too late, and it's also tricky to provoke alienation.

This remark turned sharply, and said curiously, "Master Wuzhao, are you about to start drying the scriptures? I haven't really seen anything like this, and I just opened my eyes."

Master Gozhao nodded and summoned all the disciples from the Book Collection Pavilion. Yun Chujiu counted, but only eight people. This is really miserable!

Master Gozhao simply said a few words, it was nothing more than being cautious when letting everyone dry the scriptures, so as not to damage the scriptures.

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

After Master Gozhao finished his orders, he began to dry the scriptures.

Heixingjiu looked curiously at the side, and saw a monk holding a Buddhist scripture in both hands, placed it on the drying platform, and then sat directly next to it, and began to recite the scriptures on it.

The same is true of other monks, even Master Wuzhao. They only have to recite the Buddhist scriptures on the drying scriptures three times, so that they can be regarded as drying a Buddhist scripture.

Yun Chujiu said with heart, that Wu Lang's head was too bad!

This is a model of killing without a knife, so that the old monk has no free time within three or five years, and the little reputation that has just accumulated will soon disappear.

She had to find a way, otherwise how could she touch the fish if the water was not mixed? !

For three days in a row, Master Gozhao and several monks in the Book Collection Pavilion were conscientiously drying the scriptures, and Heixingjiu kept looking at it beside him, and said nothing.

On the morning of the fourth day, Heixingjiu said sympathetically while Master Gozhao had not started work yet:

"Master Wuzhao, it is not a way for you to go on like this. Let's not talk about your physical strength. If you continue this way, you will have no time to practice."

The apprentice of Master Wuzhao said a little bit annoyed immediately: "Yeah, there is no time for three to five years to dry, there is still time to practice."

Several other people also echoed, Master Gozhao's face was a little unsightly, but it didn't stop.

Yun Chujiu blinked and blinked: "Master Gozhao, I have an idea that might help you solve this problem."

Master Gozhao asked suspiciously: "What idea?"

Yun Chujiu did not answer the rhetorical question: "I heard that disciples in the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas need to spend a certain amount of contribution points to borrow scriptures, right?"

Master Wuzhao nodded: "Yes, even if the master brother wants to borrow the scriptures, it will also cost contribution points. This is the rule passed down from the ancestor."

"Master Wuzhao, can you take full control of the matter in the bookstore? If there are other people pointing fingers, can you bear it?" Yun Chujiu looked at Master Wuzhao with some worry.

Master Gozhao was a little uncomfortable when she looked at her like this, and immediately snorted: "The collection of books is under my management, and I will naturally be in charge.

What is your idea, just say it quickly. "

"It's very simple. If there are disciples to borrow scriptures, you will give them two choices. One is to still contribute to the business as usual, and the other is to help you dry the scriptures.

I have observed these two days. At least hundreds of people come to borrow scriptures every day. Even if one third of them agree to do so, your workload will be greatly reduced. "Yun Chujiu said with a smile.