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

Mo Motang moved a small bench and sat in front of the weak Tuanjin, propping his face with his hands and staring at it in a daze.

Everything that can be done has been done, whether it is watering or infusing spiritual energy to nourish, whether or not he has mixed his own magic energy in it, but it has no effect, and the state is not even as good as when he first came back.

The sun was setting on the mountain little by little, leaving only the golden edge that faded along the outline of the mountain. I don’t know if it continues like this, the group brocade can still last a few cycles of the sun’s rising and falling.

Silent Tang sighed.

I really want to ask who planted this flower outside the study in the first place, and I don’t know if it can be saved.

There was a knock on the door, which was Changqing's usual way of knocking on the door. Mo Motang didn't look up, "What's the matter?"

Changqing walked over, put a small shovel beside the brocade, and said, "Come to relieve the Lord's worries."

As the main focus of all the demon heads of the Shuangyue Sect, from the moment when Shen Mo Tang's big thorn poached the flowers yesterday, to the time he carried the flowers back to the yard to plant, every process fell into the eyes of the demons to varying degrees.

It's the same now, Changqing wandered around in the sect with nothing to do, turned to Mozun's side, saw his courtyard door wide open, just wanted to take a closer look, and saw him busy trying to save Huahua.

Oh, there is no move to stop now, and I sigh while guarding the dying flowers.

Mo Motang pulled the stool and moved a certain distance to the side, leaving enough space for Changqing to display, and even had no strength to raise his eyelids to take a look at Changqing, and said: "Thank you."

Changqing smiled helplessly, pierced the stem of the brocade with a shovel, and then pressed the handle of the small shovel.

In just a moment, the soil that hadn't dried up after being poured with water suddenly cracked, and through the gap, Mo Motang saw the roots of the brocade.

She reached out and grabbed Changqing's wrist, "what are you doing?"

Changqing was frightened, and his body tensed up immediately. Turning his head, he saw the puzzlement and eagerness in Shen Motang's eyes. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, took out the mustard seeds and handed the seeds to Mo Motang, "Don't worry, my lord. Anyway, this flower will not survive, I will plant some new ones for you."

Mo Motang refused to let go, he felt a sense of disobedience at first, and this feeling was amplified at the moment, the person in front of him with a shovel in one hand and a seed in the other seemed strange to him.

Especially the flaming red clothes, which faintly reveal the slender waistline with the long-lasting movements, but it is to dig out a brocade tree waiting to die.

It doesn't match the long-term lover.

Mo Motang spread his other hand to Changqing's eyes, "Give it to me."

Changqing handed over the seeds in his hand with doubts, but Mo Motang avoided him and pointed to the small shovel in his hand.

"is that one."

-

Mo Motang drove Changqing out with the small shovel, but there was still an extra handful of flower seeds in his hand.

The seeds are black and round, and they are the seeds of the same flower, but he is not sure if it is a brocade.

Maybe he stared at it for a long time, and suddenly a long-awaited voice came from above his head, "I specially asked Liuliu for this. It will grow after planting, and it will definitely bloom better than that."

Mo Motang raised his head, only to see the rising moon, Chang Qing leaned his elbow on the wall, propped his cheek with one hand, and smiled with a pair of winking eyes, "Your Majesty, don't waste it, try to see it in various ways."

Mo Motang turned around and returned to the group brocade under the window, put the small shovel aside, and used his hands to fill in the marks left by Changqing's shovel.

Patting the soil back to its original state, Shen Mo Tang asked, "Six, is Mo Qi good at planting flowers and plants?"

Changqing frowned, and sat down on the wall with an inch of progress, his brows were full of undisguised pride, "Of course."

Mo Motang nodded slowly, "Then tell me, will Mo Chie have a solution?"

"To it." Mo Motang turned his head and pointed at the weak Tuanjin with his finger.

Changqing looked to the side, thinking for a while and said: "She may also suggest that the Lord plant new ones directly, so as to save trouble."

Mo Motang: "..."

This conversation can't go on.

Picking up the small shovel again, Mo Motang began to dig a hole along the steps under the corridor. He would plant those seeds, but he would not abandon the clusters of brocade that hadn't completely died yet.

Changqing watched quietly, and when Mo Motang poured water into the pit and was about to put the seeds in, he suddenly said, "My lord."

Mo Motang straightened up and looked at Changqing.

Changqing continued: "Can we discuss something?"

"You said."

Changqing casually pointed behind her, "Can you remove your warning from the barrier?"

Shen Motang kept silent, and his watery purple eyes met his for a moment, which made Changqing a little uneasy.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Motang turned around and rejected him, "There is no need to discuss."

When the flower seeds fall into the soil, the covering soil will cover them, and the new buds break through the surface in an instant, pulling out the rhizomes with vigorous vitality, spreading branches and leaves.

Facing the moonlight, brocade flowers bloom all over the courtyard, with a faint fragrance.

Well, it seems a little fast.

Mo Motang was stunned, and turned around to look for Chang Qing, "Is this all the same?"

Changqing shook his head, "Six-liu special system, does the lord still like it?"

Mo Motang nodded slowly, "Thank her for me."

Changqing smiled, "Can we discuss the enchantment again?"

Mo Motang also smiled, "I can't~"

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And just at this time, a half-grown boy finally found the right way and came to the foot of the Shuangyuezong mountain after many twists and turns.

Wiping off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, the young man took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to take a step, but bumped into the invisible barrier with a bang.

[Warning, you are about to enter the territory of Shuangyue Sect, please cherish your life and return to where you were]

juvenile:? ? ?

what's the situation?Never heard of it.

The young man was much more cautious when he tried again, but the barrier didn't stop him. Amidst his doubts, a ghost hanging upside down suddenly fell in front of him, and happened to be face to face with him. His protruding eyes quickly turned and fixed on his gaze.

The boy resolutely quickened his pace, never thinking that the hanging ghost was just the beginning.

He suffered two more sudden shocks, the boy's fingernails almost dug into his palms, and a wet and sticky black shadow suddenly pounced on his face, taking a bite on his cheek.

The young man was in pain, so he pulled it in a panic, and after tearing it off, he ran wildly, tears almost rolling down from the corners of his eyes against the wind.

Sure enough, the road to becoming stronger is bumpy!

After suffering countless bites, the boy finally lightened up and fell out of the illusion.

The mountain wind blew away the blood left in his nasal cavity, the young man opened his eyes cautiously, and under the hazy moonlight, Shuangyuezong came into view.

The boy had mixed feelings for a moment, and stood up to pat the ashes off his body, but he saw bloodstains all over his body, as well as other messy marks.

After three times of washing with the cleansing technique, the tension in my heart was reduced a bit, and I was much more cautious when I started to walk again, but unexpectedly, I came to the front of the Shuangyuezong all the way without any hindrance.

Because of being too cautious, the boy's forehead did not hit the barrier in front of the sect, but was touched by the boy's toes, and he immediately retreated a few steps, but the familiar voice reappeared in his ears.

[Final warning, you have entered...]

The young man's psychological pressure suddenly rose to an unprecedented level. Looking at the gate of the Shuangyue Sect, he felt like crying. He turned around and took a deep breath, suppressing the tears in the corners of his eyes, and listened carefully to the second half of the warning. .

But I learned that Shuangyuezong has closed its doors and refused customers.

The young man was taken aback, and looked back, he didn't want to understand, is this really the Shuangyue sect?

He didn't give up and rushed towards the barrier, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see any change in the barrier.

Could this be the mountain guard formation of the Shuangyue Sect?

The young man stood back a little, and suddenly called out: "Is anyone there? My disciple, Zhu Yuansi, from the Changtian Sect, heard that there are many masters from the Shuangyue Sect, so I come here to challenge you!"

The young man, that is, Zhu Yuansi finished yelling, paused for a moment to adjust his breathing, and then opened his mouth to continue.

A voice interrupted him at this moment, "Stop yelling, don't yell, didn't you hear that you are off work? Come back tomorrow."

Zhu Yuansi didn't quite understand why Mozong had such rules, so he asked bluntly, "Why?"

The door suddenly opened a gap, and a head with two small horns on its forehead protruded out. It was the voice just now, "Our lord said, do you have an opinion?"

Zhu Yuansi's mind was not clear yet, so she just nodded her head like this.

The little devil immediately rolled his eyes at him, "Never mind you."

Zhu Yuansi: "..."

No matter why he asked him!

While speaking, the little devil was about to close the door, Zhu Yuansi was in a hurry, and quickly shouted: "Make an appointment, I will make an appointment."

The little devil stopped his hand to close the door, but instead pushed the door wider, "I should have said it earlier."

In the end, Zhu Yuansi got a wooden sign with tomorrow's date written on it, and a capital "一".

After tossing and turning, I didn't find anything special about the wooden sign. I looked up to ask the little devil, but there was a bang, and the door was tightly closed.

The little devil's voice came from afar, "It's a shift change, I'm exhausted, when is the best time to come, it's late at night..."

The little devil gradually walked away, and his voice gradually became inaudible, but Zhu Yuansi was troubled and turned around silently.

After going down the mountain, he had to come back tomorrow. He didn't want to face the infiltrating illusion again, so he planned to wait until tomorrow morning.

Suddenly, a formation appeared under his feet, and in an instant, the environment around him changed suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he was already at the foot of the mountain.

Zhu Yuansi was dumbfounded.

It's too cruel!

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voice recording

Mo Motang's heart: This kind of reminder should be fine

The little devil's heart: It's psychological warfare! ! !

Zhu Yuansi: woo woo woo woo