Chapter 245 Infinite Collection Pavilion 2

In front of you is a small room, which is made of the same wood as the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Although it is small, it is enough to put those cleaning tools.

In the room, there are several rows of shelves, one of which is a duster, but the duster is not made of animal fur, but made of plant leaves.

This duster is very soft to the touch and smells more like a plant.

On the latter row of shelves are some coarse cloth rags. Although they are placed on this shelf, they are still not stained with a trace of dust, but this rag reminds Ye Ziyan of the unintentional curse of the space.

Then I remembered that my magic name is actually called Wei Xin, Wu Xin, Wu Xin. Is this also a kind of fate?

The third row of shelves are placed with brooms and dustpans,

The fourth discharge is a mop, and there is a wooden barrel at the end.

The wooden barrel is full of clean water.

Although it has no spiritual power, it can make people feel very cool and comfortable.

Picking up one of the dusters on the first row of shelves, Ye Ziyan withdrew from the room and then returned to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, starting from the last row.

However, Ye Ziyan couldn't help sighing in her heart. No matter how many scriptures there were, no matter how good the scriptures were, only a few monks entered. No wonder there were not as many Buddhist monks.

The skills of the Taoist sect are all for their disciples to learn, and they do not object to their disciples learning other skills, and even let their disciples go out to practice.

However, in this infinite sect, these monks recite Buddhist scriptures and worship Buddhas every day.

Buddhist Dharma is Dharma, but some Dharma do not understand without experience.

Since this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion allows disciples to clean it, we should not worry that someone will take away the Buddhist scriptures.

I don't know if these Buddhist practitioners have the ability to forget at the beginning of the practice, but they do.

Since you can't take it away, it's okay to finish learning.

Locking beads are a treasure of Buddhism, but I don't know that there is no way to use it in these scriptures.

Only every scripture has been read. Anyway, I am half a Buddhist practice. After all, even the unintentional mantra lost in Buddhism has been learned by myself!

Since it is a Buddhist practice, it is also natural to read these scriptures, isn't it?

Well, it's natural!

Thinking of this, Ye Ziyan put the duster in her hand on the bookshelf, and then turned up the first scripture book from the far left of the inner layer.

Reluctant reading the pure scriptures: If you have pleasure, you will move. If you are happy, you will be equal and upright. If you are not moved, you will be able to live in the name and be pure. Although you are looking for joy, you will not forget your heart. If you are clear, you will be clean. Because of your joy, you will live in the pure house and you will be purified...

Unconsciously, it was dusk, and the Buddhist scriptures on the first row of bookshelves had been almost read by Ye Ziyan.

Although I don't understand it, I remember it in my mind and feel it slowly. After all, I don't know how long I can stay in this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Putting down the scriptures she had just finished, Ye Ziyan picked up the duster in her hand. For a moment, all the scriptures were brushed by Ye Ziyan with a duster.

Although there is no supervision, after all, this is an infinite territory. Ye Ziyan doesn't want them to find the existence of the rest at this time. It's better to do it by themselves.

A few moments, Ye Ziyan returned to the tool cabin, picked up the broom and pinched, especially a breeze, and then fell back to the cabin.

Then he picked up a few rags and immersed them in the barrel. Although the rag was made of coarse cloth, the water was extremely soft, and I don't know what it was made of.

After wiping these bookshelves of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Ye Ziyan soaked a mop and began to mop the floor.

It's done!

It took a few quarter of an hour to finally finish it. Ye Ziyan looked at the clean places in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and raised a beautiful arc at the corners of her mouth.

Although the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion has always been so spotless, after wiping with duster and clear water, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is filled with a faint fragrance.

Constantly cleansing people's mood is also a very enjoyable thing.

While Ye Ziyan was appreciating her achievements with satisfaction, the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion opened, and the two figures under the afterglow were generally reflected in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

"Unhearted sister!" Hearing that the sound was empty, Ye Ziyan slowly walked out of the door.

After coming over, Ye Ziyan said hello to Xudi with her hands folded: "Sister Xudi!"

"The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, have you cleaned it all?" He suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked indifferently.

"Yes, it has been cleaned!" Ye Ziyan saw a shining thing in her hand from the beginning. It must be a magic weapon to check whether the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion had been cleaned.

"Well, that's good. This is Sister Weimu. I'll ask her to bring your monk's robe. You can follow her for dinner later, and the rest will follow her!" He said indifferently, and then turned around and walked with small steps.

Another woman who came with Xu Di was a woman with a pair of big watery eyes, who looked very flexible.

The woman holds a blue monk's uniform in her hand, with a pair of monk shoes and a monk's hat on it. It seems that she is Sister Weimu.

After the expected, Ye Ziyan put her hands together and said hello to Wei Mu: "Senior Wei Mu!"

"You are really awesome. I used to come to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion after chanting the Buddha, but it's a pity that I often can't clean it until the evening. I miss the dinner time and often get hungry!" Wei Mu stared at all this with big eyes, looked at all this incredulously, pouted, and then suddenly remembered something: "Sister Weixin, this is your monk's uniform. You and I'll change it now. I'll take you to dinner, and you'll be hungry again after a while!"

"Thank you, Sister Weimu!" Ye Ziyan stepped forward a few steps to take the blue monk's uniform on Wei Mu's hand.

"Nothing, let's go!" Wei Mu turned around and took the lead in walking out of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

At this moment, only one person is guarding outside the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. It must be Wei Ye who went to eat first. After all, if these two people eat at the same time, no one will guard the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

"Unfinished brother, see you tomorrow!" Ye Ziyan said goodbye to Weiguo outside the cabinet with her hands folded. She smiled and replied with a smile. Ye Ziyan then followed Weimu and walked forward.

Wei Mu saw that Ye Ziyan actually respected a little brother who guarded the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion so much. Thinking of what she did to her master in the Kongchen Hall today, her face was very strange. She couldn't help frowning as if she couldn't understand the little sister's thoughts.

With a false attitude towards Wei Ye and Wei Guo, even this Wei Mu looked contempt. Ye Ziyan knew how low the status of the guarded disciple was in the Wuliangzong.

People respect me a foot, and I respect people a foot.

It's not the right thing, even if it's her opponent, as long as it's worthy of respect, Ye Ziyan is also very admirable.

Knowing that Wei Mu was a little disdainful of her behavior, Ye Ziyan didn't say much. This Wei Mu has grown a clear appearance. Both the mind and epiphany are extremely poor, and it is difficult to practice in practice.

It's just that I don't know it. It looks like a virtual place as the head, and the more it is, the worse it is.

Gradually, I have walked in front of a row of wooden houses. When I reached the most corner room, Wei Mu stopped: "Wei Mu, this is your Zen room, and my Zen room is next to you. Go in first and change the monk's robe. Let's have dinner.

"Okay, Sister Weimu, please wait a moment!" Ye Ziyan said to Wei Mu, then pushed the door with the monk's clothes in her arms and entered the room.

There is not even a ban, at least it is also a female disciple's Zen room!

She couldn't help muttering a few words in her heart, and Ye Ziyan saw the decorations in the Zen room clearly.

A hard-board wooden bed covered with thin bedding, but ** is painted with a large "Zen" character.

Then there is a table, four benches, some toiletries, and then it's over.

Buddha cultivation is really a painstaking person. He thought that Ye Ziyan spread out the monk's uniform in front of the bed, and then just waved her hand, and this blue monk's uniform was worn on her body.

Although it is a little loose, it is also very comfortable.

Even the monk's shoes fit very well, but Ye Ziyan pulled the monk's hat down and completely wrapped the green silk on her head, which looked no different from those female monks who had been shaved!