Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Until here, Zhao Wan didn't raise any objection to his actions, and stood silently by the side as if they didn't exist.

Mo Motang didn't know whether he really had no opinion or if he had no opinion, so he sent Zhu Yuansi and the little devil away, took out the tables and chairs from the mustard seeds, put tea and fruits on them, and sat down comfortably .

But as if it doesn't exist, it doesn't mean it really doesn't exist. Mo Motang patted the table and greeted: "Jianzun, please sit down."

Zhao Wan hesitated for a moment, but still turned up her transparency, thanked her and came over, and sat down, opposite to Mo Mo Tang.

Mo Motang pushed a cup of poured tea over, and then looked at Changqing and Mijiu. The two looked more serious, as if they had expected what he would say next, and were ready to refuse.

Now that he has seen it, how could Mo Motang give them a chance to refuse, and said directly: "Sit."

This is no longer an invitation, but an order.

The two looked at each other, and then grabbed Mi Jeu's wrist affectionately, wanting to disobey the order.

Crazy? Let the two of them sit between the two elders. If they fight, they can't hide if they want to.

Mo Motang tilted his head slightly in doubt, looked at the layout, seemed to understand, stood up first and changed his position to be next to Zhao Wan, so surprised that Zhao Wan raised his eyes to look at him.

But Mo Motang didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and didn't even care about it at all, and pointed to the remaining two seats and said, "Sit."

The two looked at each other again, and Miju raised an eyebrow at Changqing.

Changqing gritted her teeth secretly, saying in her heart that she deserved to be a Demon Lord, ruthless enough.

But who dared to sit on the top of the Mozun, the two of them thought together and planned to move the stools and squeeze together opposite Shen Motang, to make the top seat vacant.

I don't know if they are tired or not, anyway, Shen Motang is tired. During the time when they were moaning and refusing to sit down, they picked up a fairy fruit and gnawed on it, and when they were secretly competing with each other, they refused to let Mi Jeu sit down. When approaching Zhaowan's side, he took a new fairy fruit and handed it to Zhaowan.

Then, during the time when she couldn't beat the long-term love and had to stay away from Zhao Wan, Zhao Wan took the fairy fruit.

Silent Tang nodded.

The last summons talisman sent out is slowly replying, Shen Motang puts aside the ones that have already been negotiated to let people go, and still puts the ones who are stubborn and unwilling to put them on the other side.

It has been passed three times, and he felt that if he refused to let go, he might not be able to pass a few more communication symbols, so he simply waited for all the replies and let Changqing go there to pick up the person.

Those who have negotiated the conditions will pick them up with the conditions.

Anyway, most of them sent the little devil to reform through labor.

It's just that Mo Motang was also very curious. There were thirty little devils who were taken away, but none of them actually hurt anyone.

If it wasn't for this, he might not even come back even if he was a little devil.

But Mo Motang may never know that this result stems from the tacit understanding of the little devils, a kind of tacit understanding that it is better to be quiet and responsible than to be captured by the devil.

However, in order to have enough food, things disappeared in the mountains and even in the villagers' homes. This became the main reason for their arrest. It was really bad luck that they were arrested by the righteous way.

The last person who wrote back to him was Wanxiangzong. It seemed that a different person had contacted him, and it had actually changed from the original communication talisman with the word "delusion" written on it fiercely, to "Yes, no problem, I will give it to you in two days." Send it back".

Mo Motang almost sighed "Wow", but unfortunately he just gnawed a big mouthful of fruit and stuffed it in his mouth, so he could only open his eyes wide in excitement, and turned over the messenger talisman to show Changqing and Mijiu.

Congratulations indeed.

Seeing that the two looked relaxed, Shen Motang immediately stood up and patted the messenger talisman on the table, startling the three of them.

But seeing him take out a lot of fairy fruits from the mustard seeds, and push them one by one in front of the three of them like a hill, almost blocking the sight of the three of them.

Mo Motang finally swallowed the fruit in his mouth, his eyes brightened, "Eat more, we have to hurry later."

All three of them were full of question marks.

If it's just long-term love and jealousy, they can understand, why is there a Zhao Wan?

Mo Motang stretched out his index finger and pointed at the amulets that said they could let people go, and said to Changqing and Mijiu: "There is one inside that says someone should come and get it, you go after eating."

The two nodded, but no one moved.

"Eat with confidence, don't keep accounts."

Mo Motang pushed the communication talisman into the gap left in the middle of the fruit pile, "They all wrote down the time limit, keep an eye on it."

After finishing speaking, Mo Motang turned to Zhao Wan, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a messenger talisman that unexpectedly appeared in front of him. When he opened it, it was from the only family that refused to let go. They agreed to let him go. condition.

It also feels like a different person.

Mo Motang smiled, turned around and put the communication talisman between Changqing and Miju, "It seems that we are lucky."

So far it's going well, Mo Motang's thoughts are almost flying out, his work is over.

He still has a chance to continue his weekend.

It seemed that they had nothing to do, Changqing got up and wanted to leave, Miju followed closely behind, but Mo Motang stopped them at this moment, pointing to the three piles of fairy fruits that remained in their original state, "Don't worry, eat first Only when you are full will you have the strength to go on your way.”

They had already had a bigu, so no one needs to eat enough to be strong, but Shen Motang stared at him, stretched out his hand and picked one up, "Thank you, Lord."

After finishing speaking, he took a bite, it was sweet and juicy, really delicious, seeing that Mijiu didn't move, he gave him an elbow with love, Mijiu then picked up one.

Mo Motang saw the eagerness of Changqing, and didn't intend to detain him deliberately, "You can take it with you to eat on the road."

Changqing brushed his sleeves across the table in an instant, and immediately put two piles of fairy fruits into mustard seeds, and said with a smile: "See you, Lord."

Mo Motang also said goodbye, and the two immediately turned around and walked out of the courtyard. After leaving the courtyard, they rose into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the close relationship between the devils, Mo Motang glanced at the only remaining pile of fairy fruits on the table, and then looked at Zhao Wan after that.

Not to mention the one he put down later, Zhaowan has been holding the one in his hand, even the one that Shen Tang gave him at the beginning, intact.

Mo Motang smiled, "It seems that Sword Master doesn't like it."

Zhao Wan's gaze fell on his, neither denying nor admitting.

His eyes were deep, but empty for no reason, Shen Mo Tang unconsciously stared for a long time, until the sound of slightly heavy footsteps came from his ears, and the two of them lost their sight at the same time.

But Mo Motang didn't intend to give up just like that, he pointed to the fairy fruit and said: "If Sword Master doesn't like it, just give it to Zhu Yuansi, I still have a lot here, I can't finish it."

Zhao Wan lowered her eyes to look at the fairy fruit in her hand that had been stained with her own temperature, and said suddenly: "There is nothing I don't like."

But it doesn't matter anymore, the little devil brought Song Bai and Zhu Yuansi back here.

Mo Motang turned to Zhaowan again, "After checking the situation of Mr. Song, Jian Zun will go with Zhu Yuansi."

Picking up the communication talisman that he refused to let go, he shook it, and then said: "Those communication talismans, it's better to deal with them earlier."

Zhao Wan lowered her gaze slightly and nodded her head.

-

Mo Motang didn't bother to get up, and before Song Bai and Zhu Yuansi came up to him, he started waving to them.

Song Bai's mental outlook is very good, his complexion is rosy and full of complexion, and he waved his hands after seeing him, unable to hide his joy.

Zhao Wan immediately stood up, turned her head to look at the person who came, walked over and exchanged a salute with Song Bai, said "Offended", and released her spiritual power to examine Song Bai's body carefully.

There is no problem, it is the same as when Zhao Wan first met Song Bai, even better.

Shuangyuezong did not treat Mr. Song badly.

The two greeted each other back and forth, as if there was no reason for Zhao Wan to stay here anymore, Zhao Wan turned to face Shen Mo Tang, and saluted with fists together: "If you bother me so much, don't let it go."

Zhu Yuansi hurriedly saluted.

This nagging helped him a lot, Shen Mo Tang still smiled, and casually said: "Be careful on the road."

Zhao Wan's figure froze slightly imperceptibly for a moment, and then returned to normal, nodding her head in response.

Telling the little devil to take people out of the sect, Mo Motang still waved to them as if welcoming Song Bai.

Zhao Wan lowered her eyes and turned around, thanking the little devil leading the way, the little devil forcibly supported his trembling legs, shaking his head repeatedly, "Don't dare not dare".

While talking, the little devil was about to start walking, but at this moment Zhu Yuansi suddenly turned around and saluted Mo Motang: "Thank you, Demon Lord, for the meal."

Ah, what a good boy.

Mo Motang asked: "Are you full? Is it to your liking?"

Zhu Yuansi nodded again and again, "Ping's craftsmanship is very good."

A Ping is the little devil who cooks for Mr. Song today, unexpectedly they have exchanged names, Mo Motang could only say: "That's good."

Zhu Yuansi nodded, realizing that Zhao Wan was still waiting for her behind her, she quickly turned around and followed, and then officially started to walk outside, Zhu Yuansi walked to Zhao Wan's side and turned around, waving slightly to him.

When the few people walked away, Mo Motang let out a long breath and leaned back. Song Bai, who sat next to him after the inspection, also turned his gaze back to look at him, and said calmly, "That baby seems to like the Lord very much."

Mo Motang chuckled and shook his head.

The likes and dislikes of young people are simple and pure, but most of them are not firm.

He can think that the devil is easy to get along with because of a meal, or he can think that the devil is really a devil because of other things.

Mo Motang looked at Song Bai, and suddenly there was a fairy fruit in his hand, and asked: "Is the fruit from the old man still enough?"

The wrinkles on Song Bai's face would all be laughed out, "It's too much, I'll take a lot for Zhu Wa'er and there's still some left."

Mo Motang remembered what he told Zhao Wan to give Zhu Yuansi the fruit, and thought that the young man was just growing up, so it shouldn't be a big problem, so he nodded slowly, "I'll give it to you after eating."

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Two-month sect outside.

The little devil who led the way sent the two of them out and then closed the door tightly. The two of them had been standing here for a while, Zhu Yuansi looked up at Zhao Wan's side face, but didn't dare to make a sound.

Suddenly, Zhao Wan's eyes turned to him, and she reached out and handed him something.

Zhu Yuansi took a step too late and didn't look away, but looked at Zhaowan's hand in embarrassment, where there was a fairy fruit.

With a little coolness, it was exactly the same as what Song Bai gave him.

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