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

After stumbling and walking all the way, finally before evening, a group of people returned to Shuangyue Sect in a mighty manner.

After driving most of the devils back to the sect, Mo Motang and Zhao Wan went straight to the village in front of the Shuangyue Zong together with the rest of the people.

As soon as he landed, he saw a certain young man in the village, who knew that the young man turned around and ran away when he saw them, and his yell pierced the sky in an instant.

"The Demon Lord and the others are back—"

Full of surprises.

But Mo Motang was startled.

If this tone were changed, Xianxiu who came back with them would have exploded on the spot.

But what is the situation, it seems that the villagers know their going out.

Mo Motang and Zhao Wan looked at each other, and decided to stand still.

Sure enough, because of Zhao Wan's performance, the immortal cultivators did not show any unfriendliness for the time being.

The villagers rushed over quickly, without looking at Xianxiu and the mortals behind, they clattered together in front of Shen Motang, anxious.

"I heard that the enemy is very strong, Mozun, you are not injured."

"Where are the others? Is everyone okay?"

"Devil..."

Mo Motang knew the answer now.

He teleported away the first batch of demon bosses, so it was impossible to have contact with the villagers, but not the second batch.

A large number of demons passed by here, and amidst the worries of the villagers, they spoke out the content of his voice transmission.

It's not really a secret, is it?

Shen Motang sighed, and answered them one by one in the simplest and most peaceful tone, and finally, informed them of the guest's visit.

Only then did everyone realize that it wasn't just the sword master and the devil who came back with Shen Motang.

Mo Motang blinked at the villagers, then turned around and looked behind him, the demon behind him instantly moved to the side, showing all their guests to the villagers.

The villagers rushed forward one after another, and expressed their welcome to them as much as possible.

The setting sun was about to set, the snow on the ground had not yet melted, and the air was so cold that it hurt to breathe.

It will be very difficult to wait until nightfall, when everyone leaves the shelter of Xianxiu and Mozun.

Even if they really planned to live in the village for a long time, it would be better to stay with other people for a night at this moment.

Besides, at least today, they are not suitable to be alone.

Especially those fourteen children.

So under the slightly surprised eyes of the immortal cultivators, the villagers rushed to recommend themselves and said that they could receive them, but after a while, 24 people had already been arranged.

Immortal cultivators look at me and I look at you. Before they had time to think about whether they should stay or not, the villagers turned their eyes away in an instant.

"Everyone, please stay here too. After a hard day, it's time to take a break."

The echoes sounded one after another.

You Xianxiu couldn't bear their anticipation, so he complied.

Anyway, regardless of whether the villagers stay or not, they must stay, it's just the difference between people before and after.

Moreover, the vicinity of Shuangyuezong is really a bit colder than other places.

Those who couldn't make up their minds were only a few people from Chang Tianzong.

They looked at Zhao Wan.

Zhao Wan leaned over a little, and listened attentively, and Shen Motang covered her lips and teeth in a low voice.

The slender knuckles gently grabbed Jianzun's sleeve, and looking down along the clear folds, it was Mozun's slightly raised toes.

It seems to be a scene that only appears in a storybook.

The young people silently averted their gazes, their teeth were sore, and they were envious with envy. The only thing that reached a consensus was that they should not rely too much on Jian Zun at this time.

They made a judgment, and they will observe closer together with other immortal cultivators in this village.

That being the case, they have no reason to stay outside.

The enthusiastic villagers did what they said, and immediately took a group of people to their houses to rest, including Shen Motang and Zhaowan.

And they, of course, were received by the little darlings.

During this period of long love, Xiaoguai has been dispensing medicines, and now Xiaoguai is no longer the little boy who is called "Mother" when she sees everyone.

When he sees people, he hugs his thighs.

While Mo Motang was rejoicing, he was extremely helpless, dragging his thigh hugged by Xiao Guai, pulling Zhao Wan's elbow, and moved into the room bit by bit.

And seeing Xiaoguai's reaction, there was another child who was arguing to come with him.

As well as the little devil with lop ears that the child is holding tightly in his hand.

He thought that Changqing would follow him, but unexpectedly, Changqing covered her mouth and smiled for a long time, then turned and went to the other side.

On the other side where Yue Xingxun was.

Mo Motang was the one who wanted to snigger. As expected, after a series of changes, the plot was slightly reversed and returned to the normal track in a strange way.

Mo Motang sighed, people had already entered the house.

The charcoal fire is prosperous and warm.

Mo Motang couldn't adapt all of a sudden, and choked.

His eyes turned to him immediately.

Mo Motang's hand was still on Zhao Wan's elbow, which made Zhao Wan unable to pat him on the back for a while.

He could only ask, "What happened to Tangtang?"

Mo Motang shook his head with great difficulty, and turned the silver bracelet on his wrist slightly, instantly leaving a small magic circle in the room.

Open flames are dangerous here, and problems may arise if you are not careful.

The smoke and dust diluted in an instant, Zhao Wan immediately understood, but immediately touched the hairpin in his hair.

It is doing its duty and protecting him.

With tears still in his eyes, Mo Motang looked at the panicked little grandpa, and said with difficulty: "Be careful, use fire safely."

The little darling grandpa came to his senses and ran away to take care of the stove.

Seeing this, the child who came with him tugged at the little devil with lop ears beside him, and under the puzzled eyes of the little devil, he asked aloud, "Master Mozun, is he called Tangtang?"

Normal volume.

The little devil panicked, and hurriedly hissed: "No, ah, not everyone can call it that."

The child seemed to understand and nodded, and walked to the table and sat down amidst the greeting from the little cute grandpa.

After the old man cleared up the stove, he called out to pour tea for several people. Mo Motang wanted to say no, but after thinking about it, he was not the only one here.

The child who forcibly followed, and the little devil being dragged by his hand, they should want to have a warm drink.

Mo Motang finally persuaded Xiaoguai to get off his lap, and then, as a last resort, placed Xiaoguai in the middle between him and Zhao Wan, and let him hold one with each hand, sitting in the middle and swinging his legs.

Suddenly, the child stood up suddenly, and asked Shen Motang: "Master Mozun, can I follow you?"

Mo Motang was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Why are you following me?"

The child continued: "A lot of things happened today, which made me feel that many rumors are untrue. Rumors should be crushed in the cradle. I want to do such a thing."

This shocked Shen Motang, he looked at the child, and then at the little boy sitting next to him swinging his legs, and instantly felt a sense of confusion.

Obviously, their ages should not be much different.

So, on a whim?

Zhao Wan's eyes followed her, and she said, "Little friend is still too young. If you just follow Mozun, and want to rectify the name of Shuangyue Sect in the future, it may be considered biased."

The child had a stubborn look on his face, "I won't!"

Only then did Mo Motang feel that this was something an ordinary child would do, and asked directly, "What's your name?"

The child froze for a moment, hesitated a little, and said a name.

Seemingly a little scared, he struggled and asked: "The Demon Lord won't, forbid me to enter."

Mo Motang was completely stunned.

Isn't this name the last protagonist Gong!

The protagonist Gong who has gone through many challenges and finally stands out and embraces the beauty.

You are actually in that village, and the Mozong came with you?

Are you kidding me? In this case, your first meeting was more than ten years earlier.

Is there really no problem?

Then, Mo Motang slowly shifted his gaze to the child, and said firmly, "You can't be here."

The child suffered a severe blow in an instant, resisting his grievances, and looked at the little devil with lop ears.

The little devil's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that nothing good would happen if the kid insisted on taking him with him.

But where is he from?People from the Shuangyue sect.

Will the people of Shuangyuezong help a weird kid at this time?

will not.

The little devil nodded without even thinking about it, and then amidst the child's sudden joy, he said heartlessly: "The lord is right."

The child's tears were about to fall on the spot.

Xiaoguai stopped her dangling legs, as if she understood some of the relationship, she looked up at Shen Motang.

Mo Motang felt something called guilt for no reason.

But Zhao Wan spoke out at this time, and said to the child: "If you like, you can follow me back to the Changtian Sect. In the future..."

"No."

The child flatly refused, tears suppressed, "I'm fine if you don't go in."

The heart that Mo Mo Tang raised fell back to the original place, and he looked sideways at Zhao Wan, revealing a slight smile.

"I'll look forward to it."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Yue: I stare at——

Child: No charge, come here

Xiao Yue hesitated for a while, then rushed up to rua to give his head: good, so cute

This is what happened before the immortals left