Hei Xinjiu was drowsy after listening to it. It was not easy for her to endure until the end of the scripture recitation.
Seeing that the monks were about to leave, hei xinjiu said eagerly,
âSect leader Wu Lang, you said yesterday that Master Wuzhao had made great contributions and wanted to reward him. Why Donât you take this opportunity to praise Master Wuzhao!â
Sect leader Wu Lang was so angry that he was twitching, but he still praised Master Wuzhao reluctantly. Seeing the admiration and praise in everyoneâs eyes for Master Wuzhao, he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Master Wuzhao was in a very good mood. It had been many years since he had the feeling of being the center of attention. He even felt that he had become much younger.
When Master Wu Lang saw Master Wuzhaoâs appearance, he was very unhappy. When the crowd had dispersed, he said calmly,
âJunior brother Wu Zhao, although you have made a great contribution this time, you have to pay more attention to your job.
âThe weather has been good recently, take out all the scriptures in the scripture pavilion and dry them!â
After finishing his words, master Wu Lang didnât care about Wu Zhaoâs reaction and left immediately.
Yun Chujiu saw Master Wuzhaoâs troubled expression and asked curiously, âMaster Wuzhao, Whatâs wrong with you? Isnât it just drying the scriptures? Is it very difficult?â
Master Wuzhao sighed, âYou may not know this, but drying the scriptures in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sacred Hall is different from the secular world. Not only do you have to take them out and dry them in the Sun, you also have to recite the scriptures at the side and use your psyche power to strengthen them.
âThe library has a vast collection of books, and my men are limited. If I want to dry all of them, Iâm afraid I Wonât be able to finish them in three to five years.
âHowever, the scripture in the library has indeed not been dried in the sun for a long time. Itâs time to dry them.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yun chujiu cursed in her heart. That Wu Lang was really sinister. It was clearly a public vendetta, but no one could find anything wrong with him.
She blinked her eyes. âMaster Wuzhao, since the workload is so heavy, why donât you ask sect leader Wu Lang for more manpower? I believe he will definitely agree.â
Master Wuzhao was immediately delighted and eagerly went to look for sect leader Wu Lang.
The corners of Yun Chujiuâs lips curled up. She casually found a small monk to lead the way and arrived outside the Scripture Depository of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sacred Hall.
When the monks guarding the scripture depository saw her, they just put their palms together and greeted her without saying anything.
Hei Xinjiu was very tactful. She knew that outsiders were not allowed to enter the scripture depository, so she did not make things difficult for the monks.
She took out a small stool and sat on it, waiting for Master Wuzhao.
Not long after, she saw Master Wuzhao come over with a cold face.
Hei Xinjiu stood up and said with a smile,
âMaster Wuzhao, has sect leader Wulang agreed? I told you, itâs all for the sake of the ten thousand Buddhas Temple. Itâs not difficult to transfer a few people here. He will definitely agree.â
Hearing that, Master Wuzhaoâs face turned even uglier. He said, âSenior Brother sect leader said that there are too many things going on recently and I really canât spare any manpower. Let me think of a way myself.â
âWhat? This is clearly an excuse! There are so many people in the ten thousand Buddhas Sacred Hall, and they can easily capture a large number of idle people. Why Canât they spare anyone? ! This is too much! Isnât this clearly bullying an honest person? !â!
âPerhaps he feels that youâve been in the limelight this time, so heâs deliberately making things difficult for you.âHei Xinjiu said indignantly.
âAlmsgiver Yan, youâre exaggerating. Senior Brother Sect Master wonât do this. I reckon he really canât spare anyone.âAlthough Master Wuzhao said this, he was more or less unhappy in his heart.
He wasnât a fool. This matter was clearly meant to make things difficult for him. However, for the sake of the overall situation, he had to endure it as long as he could.
Hei Xinjiu guessed his thoughts pretty well. She thought to herself, as the saying goes, if youâre not afraid of Bad Things, youâre afraid of bad people. Coincidentally, she wasnât a good person, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Sacred Hall was about to rise!