After a while, Jueyuan had already obtained the three Buddhist scriptures that Dongzhang needed, although he came twice, it stands to reason that he was somewhat familiar, but Jueyuan saw that Dongzhang was still honestly standing in place and did not move, which directly made Jueyuan's sense of Dongzhang improve a lot, and walked in front of Dongzhang and said kindly:

"This is the great Prajna Sutra, the Reality Prajna, and the Maha Prajna Sutra that the donor is looking for, and the little monk will not disturb the donor, and the donor will please take care of himself."

After speaking, he turned around and took out the futon and looked at the scriptures leisurely, and Dongzhang also returned to the small table in the corner and took out a pen and paper and began to study the ink, with gentle movements in his hands, as if he was lowering his head to study the ink, but in fact, the corner of his eye was frequently looking at Jueyuan not far away.

There is a bamboo tube next to Jueyuan to drink water, which is now placed at his feet, and every time Jueyuan gets up and goes to the bookshelf to change the scriptures, he will leave for a short time.

Therefore, Dongzhang's opportunity was to put the sweat medicine into Jueyuan's bamboo tube at the moment when Jueyuan got up and went to the bookshelf to change the scriptures, looking at the sky, it should be around eight o'clock in the morning, and the time to put the meal was about half past eleven at noon, so the time given to Dongzhang could only complete the series of actions of drugged, stealing books, and returning books before eleven o'clock.

Now I can only complete the transcription of the three Buddhist scriptures in front of me as soon as possible, and then find a chance to let Jueyuan go to pick up the book, if he will change the books in the bookshelf halfway, it would be better, and he can only copy the scriptures as soon as possible.

The time unconsciously came to nine o'clock in the morning, and under Dongzhang's deliberate speed-up, Dongzhang had copied the last of the three Buddhist scriptures, but seeing that Jueyuan had no intention of getting up, Dongzhang couldn't help but start to be secretly anxious.

Just when Dongzhang copied the last few paragraphs of the Maha Prajna Sutra, Jueyuan, who was not far away, shook his head, this small action could make Dongzhang almost excited, because this guy was motionless every time he read a book, except for turning the Buddhist scriptures, there was rarely too much movement in his limbs, which could be called a fighter in the nerd world.

And when he starts to move on his limbs, it means that he should have seen a cool point, or a bottleneck, and at this time, the probability that he got up and went to the bookshelf to find the scriptures is extremely high.

Just when Dongzhang was staring at Jueyuan's stall, this guy finally stood up, walked to the bookshelf behind him with the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and caught a glimpse of Jueyuan's figure after leaving out of the corner of his eye.

Dongzhang immediately took out the prepared sweat medicine, dismantled the paper wrapped in the medicine into an easy-to-open state, and then quickly took off his shoes, using the rows of bookshelves as cover, and the cat quickly came to the back of the bookshelf.

Through the interval of the scriptures, it is observed that Jueyuan is now behind the second row of bookshelves, and the overall layout of the first floor is with four rows of bookshelves, Dongzhang's small table is next to the fourth row of bookshelves, and Jueyuan's futon is placed in front of the door.

There are no bookshelves on the opposite side of the door, so the left side of the door is the first and second rows of bookshelves, and the right side of the door is the third and fourth rows of bookshelves.

Eyes peeked at Jueyuan at this time with his head down to read the scriptures, and the body was facing away from the direction of the door, cat waist, foot pad, swish, Dongzhang had come to the futon, his hand quickly grabbed the bamboo tube, quietly opened it and quickly poured sweat medicine into the bamboo tube, and when the bamboo tube lid was covered, he did not forget to shake the bamboo tube.

When doing this series of movements, Dongzhang's eyes were staring at Jueyuan in front of him the whole time, and when he put the medicine away, he didn't find that Jueyuan had any turning movements, so Dongzhang quietly returned to his seat.

After shaking off the dust on the soles of his feet, he quickly put on his shoes, and the paper containing sweat medicine was crumpled into a small piece and stuffed into his hair, and then continued to transcribe the rest of the Buddhist scriptures with a pen.

Just after Dongzhang finished transcribing all the three Buddhist scriptures, Jueyuan finally walked back, the current time is about half past nine, the time is already very urgent, although the transcription has been completed, but Dongzhang is still pretending to hold the pen to write something, but in fact, the tip of the pen did not touch the paper, but focused on Jueyuan not far away.

Seeing that Jueyuan had two more Buddhist scriptures in his hand at this time, he came to the futon and sat down slowly, looked left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on the bamboo tube at his feet. It stands to reason that it shouldn't be, Jueyuan didn't look back the whole time when he was drugged, and Dongzhang can still confirm this, because Dongzhang's eyes never moved away from Jueyuan when he was drugged.

Just when Dongzhang was peeking at it with apprehension, Jueyuan opened the bamboo tube lid at once, and then drank two large sips softly, which could be seen from the shaking of his throat, and at this time Dongzhang's heart was truly relieved.

Then it's time to wait for the effects to take effect.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

By the third quarter of an hour, Jueyuan began to yawn for the first time, and began to shake his head, and then began to stretch his waist, Dongzhang, who was observing not far away, found that Jueyuan's eyes began to have a lot of sleepiness, and the yawning came one after another, obviously starting to be a little unbearable, just when Dongzhang was silently counting, Jueyuan, who was not far away, nodded a little, sat and fell asleep.

Still holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, it looked like he was looking down at a book from a distance, and after waiting for about ten minutes, Dongzhang cautiously asked Jueyuan who was not far away: "Master, master?" ”

shouted a few times in a row, the voice gradually became louder from a small age, and finally determined that Jueyuan had really fallen into a deep sleep, Dongzhang took off his muddy shoes again, and tied them around his waist, and then quickly passed by Jueyuan barefoot, and by the way, he also poured out the little water left in the bamboo tube.

Because the first volume of the cultivation of Jiuyang Divine Skill has been cultivated to perfection, and now Dongzhang's physical fitness is not the same as in the past, and Dongzhang himself doesn't know how strong it is, but now from the first floor to the second floor, Dongzhang only took three breaths.

When I came to the second floor, I saw only two lonely bookshelves, but Dongzhang didn't immediately look for the books here, but to see if there were any steps on the third floor, and found that there were really times, Dongzhang didn't hesitate to go up.

Often the best things will be placed in the highest place, just like that, Dongzhang came to the third layer of the small compartment of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the blink of an eye, and then there is no road, the area here is only about half of the second floor, there is a small bookshelf on the wall, and there are a lot of books on the shelf, but I don't know if the things Dongzhang is looking for are not in the middle of the term.