Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 6046, she is not a good person.

The black heart is listening to the drowsiness, and it is hard to get to the end of the chanting.

Seeing that the monks are leaving, the black heart is said to be:

"Wu Lang's head, you said yesterday that Master Master Zhao Zhao has made a great contribution to reward him. It is better to take advantage of this opportunity to praise the Master of Enlightenment!"

Wu Lang’s direct sighs, but still reluctantly praised the masters of the Master of Enlightenment, and saw the eyes of the people who admire the admiration of the Master of Enlightenment. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Master Wu Zhao is in a good mood. It has not been such a high-profile feeling for many years, and even feels a lot younger.

When Wu Lang’s head saw the master of the Master of Enlightenment, his heart was very unhappy. When the crowd dispersed, he faintly said:

"Enlighten the younger brother, although you have made great achievements this time, but you have to eat something about your job.

The weather is good recently, take out the scriptures in the Tibetan Classics Pavilion and let them dry! ”

After Wu Lang’s head was finished, he did not care what the reaction was, and he left.

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw that the Master of Masters had a hard time. I was curious and asked: "What happened to Master Wu Zhao? Isn’t it just drying the scriptures? Is it difficult?"

Master Wu Zhao sighed: "You don't know, the Wanfo Temple is not the same as the world, not just to use the sun, but also to swear the scriptures, with the power of blessing.

The collection of books in the library is vast, and the people under my hand are limited. I want to finish all the drying. I am afraid that it will not be completed after three or five years.

However, the verses of the library have not dried up for a long time, but it is time to dry. ”

At the beginning of the cloud, the heart was dark, and that Wu Lang was really insidious. It was clearly a public feud of the communique, but it made people unable to pick up anything.

She squinted her eyes: "Master of Enlightenment, since the workload is so great, it is better for you to find more people in the hands of Wu Lang, I believe he will promise."

The Master of Enlightenment immediately became a hi, and the fart turned to find the head of Wu Lang.

At the beginning of the cloud, he hooked his mouth and looked for a little monk to lead the way to the outside of the Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion in the Temple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Several monks who guarded the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures saw her, but they said hello with their hands and tens, and did not say anything.

Black Heart Nine is very interesting, knowing that outsiders can't enter the Tibetan Classics, so they don't have trouble for those monks.

She took out a small Mazza and sat on it to wait for the Master of Enlightenment.

Not a little while, I saw Master Wu Zhao came over with a cold face.

Blackheart nine stood up and smiled and said:

"Master of Enlightenment, is Wu Lang's head promised? I will say that it is for the Wanfo Temple. It is not difficult to draw a few people. He will promise."

Master Wu Zhao heard the words, his face was ugly, and said: "The head of the master said that the recent things are complicated, I really can't draw people, let me find a way."

"What? This is an excuse! So many people in the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas can grab a lot of idlers at random, how can they not get a hand?! Too much! This is not to confess the bully!

Maybe he just thinks that you are out of the limelight this time, so deliberately embarrassed you. "Black heart and nine righteous indignation said.

"Yan Shizhu, you are heavy. The masters will not do this. It is estimated that they really can't draw people." Although Master Wu Zhao said so, his heart is more or less unhappy.

He is not a fool. The matter of this time is to make it difficult for him, but for the sake of the overall situation, he can bear it.

Black Heart Nine has guessed his mind for eighty-nine, and he thought that the old saying is good. He is not afraid of no good things, and he is afraid that there is no good person. Coincidentally, she is not a good person. The temple of Wanfo is going to take the wind!

The sixth, continue tomorrow at noon, what?

(End of this chapter)