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

The magic weapon on the wrist was activated spontaneously, and Mo Motang was instantly transferred to a high chair in the hall, facing the stunned demon crowd guarding the coffin from a distance.

The pretentious ferocity did not scare the devils, but the devils did panic because of his sudden disappearance. Mo Motang recovered from the brief dizziness, but did not recover from the chaos in front of him .

It seemed that it was even more inexplicable than he imagined.

The demon bosses finally found his place, and now they are relentlessly slamming the door. A bunch of bodies and faces are crowded on the barrier, as if they were put into a glass jar.

"My lord! Why, my lord! Do you really have the heart to abandon the Shuangyue sect? This is the Shuangyue sect you founded!"

Founded by one hand, it refers to most of the demon heads here, all of whom were captured after being beaten by the demon lord himself. Gradually, the number of people increased, so they set up a sect at will.

Then this sect exhausted the original owner.

Mo Motang leaned back, "If there's anything you can't bear, you can find a new Demon Lord to take care of it."

He doesn't want to continue this exhausting work.

The demon bosses looked at each other, and then... misunderstood.

This is indeed a good funeral banquet for the Demon Lord, but it is also the pre-employment banquet for the selection of a new Demon Lord.

Of course, this was just the original plan. Now that the Demon Lord woke up, there was no need to follow up, provided that they could survive the Demon Lord's anger.

Realizing this, the demon bosses took a deep breath and howled at the top of their lungs.

"My lord, don't abandon us!"

"We cannot live without the Lord!"

"Your Highness..."

Crying and shouting, talking nonsense, it was more like mourning than a few days ago.

A long line of bloodstains came from somewhere on the barrier, with his back facing the bleak moonlight, his red pupils staring at him closely, and his sharp claws waving wildly.

Infiltrate.

Before Shen Motang could shake off the goosebumps all over his body before opening his mouth, there was a sudden cracking sound, the entire barrier fell off from the door frame, and the monster squeezed in the front was the first to suffer, and fell into a large piece with a plop, and the sound of oops immediately filled the entire hall , with a faint echo.

But the demon bosses didn't give up, one by two struggled to get up, their hands, feet and heads were all used up trying to run to Mo Motang's side, like zombies who hadn't seen a living person for hundreds of years.

The hairs all over his body had already exploded, and Mo Motang was also instinctively controlled to stand up in an instant, and before the end of the voice trembled, he quickly shouted: "Get out!"

The hurricane rose from the ground, clinging to the ground like a shovel, rolled up and swept away more than a dozen demons on the ground, and threw them outside the hall with a clatter, and there was another scream.

The rest of the devils froze on the spot and did not dare to move, their eyes were fixed on him, and they refused to move an inch.

The violent heartbeat gradually subsided, Mo Motang had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly let go: "Clean up the outside."

-

But the fact is that Mo Motang didn't implement the aura on the spot, and he slipped back to his room to sleep amidst the bewildered eyes of the demon bosses.

And when he slept until noon the next day with a little drunkenness, the news of the demon king's resurrection had spread to all the immortal sects in Xuanlinji.

That night, many little devils who were afraid of being settled by the autumn queen hid a lot, and the little devils who were keen to go wherever they went to take the chickens and dogs to where they were usually silent collectively, and immediately acted in a low-key manner, but some people were unlucky. As soon as he went out at dawn, he bumped into a righteous person.

There happened to be something wrong with this little devil. He gnawed three old hens in a villager's house, and pulled out a few Chinese cabbages. He was recognized and caught as soon as he met.

The little devil won't be released for a while, and the thing he said leaked has not yet been reported to the Shuangyue Sect in the corner.

However, it was passed on to a remote sea in the hands of another famous person through a piece of communication talisman.

In the depths of the surrounding sea, a tall and outstanding figure sailed on the sword, and the sea breeze blew up his hair like silk and ink, revealing his stern face like a knife-cut stone. attract.

It seemed to be the fishing boat he was tracking that had been swept away by a sea monster.

-

At this time, the little devils who hadn't left the sect were gathering in front of the Demon Venerable's room little by little. Their Demon Venerable, who used to be unshakable in the past, had already slept for six or seven hours, and even fell asleep. No sign of getting up.

If something goes wrong, there must be something wrong. The little devils dare not talk loudly, but only chew their ears in a low voice.

They were all nearby during the long love question yesterday, even if they didn't hear clearly on the spot, they will always know after asking a few people, the meaning of Mozun's words is quite clear, he knows that he was struck by lightning.

Could it be that Tianlei also hurt the Demon Lord?

Even if it was as loud as mosquitoes, it would be too noisy if there were too many mosquitoes. Shen Motang struggled to open his eyes, and raised his ears to eavesdrop for a while, but he didn't hear a word clearly, only vaguely felt that he was talking about him.

But how could the commentator go to other people's house to discuss, he felt strange, got out of bed immediately, and walked to the door without saying a word.

It may be that his movements were too light, or it may be that the little devils were whispering too loudly, and the little devils who were leaning on the door to listen could not hear his movements.

Shen Motang opened the door violently, the little devil suddenly lost his focus with an "eh", and was about to fall to him and kowtow to him, but was picked up by a few hands stretched out from the side, and he was gone in the blink of an eye. Run a few meters away.

Mo Motang: "..."

At this time, the reaction was quite fast.

In the courtyard alone, there are at least a dozen or so, and they all panicked and chose their own escape routes, but to be honest, some escape routes are really not feasible.

The one on the left hangs on the top of the wall and can’t get down, the one on the right climbs up the tree and kicks his legs and has nowhere to go, the one who deceives himself and others stands behind a few potted flowers and closes his eyes, and the one who was carried away by several people, but they ran away They were all in different directions, each pulling his arms and legs to pieces.

The situation is dire.

Mo Motang hesitated for a moment, but still didn't know what to say.

In short - speechless.

But if he didn't make a sound, everyone ran away. He coughed dryly, and the little devil who hadn't run out suddenly stopped moving, maintaining his original posture and trembling.

The little devils here obviously have no strength, one or two may be okay, so many gathered together are enough to make people suspicious, Shen Mo Tang calmed down and asked: "What are you doing here?"

Hugging on the tree was not strong enough, it was already a little difficult, so he said with a heart: "We haven't seen the Lord all morning, and we are a little worried."

In just one morning, Mozun is really diligent and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The one who was almost dismembered also broke free and fell to the ground with a slap, holding his head with tears in his eyes and asking him, "Is your lord feeling uncomfortable?"

Not comfortable, no.

It would be better to say that he slept so comfortably this time, that the whole person really came back to life.

"Why are you here, Liuliu?"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the top of the wall, and Shen Motang looked over with all eyes, and the little girl named Liuliu turned pale immediately, shaking her head panickedly towards Changqing outside the wall.

It's a pity that Changqing didn't see the situation in the courtyard, and thought it was urgent because he couldn't get down, and immediately a figure jumped up to the wall, "I said this is the courtyard of the demon king, don't come to play if you have nothing to do..."

The ending sound stopped abruptly, and Changqing's eyes met the little devil who was hiding in the courtyard and poked his head out to look at him, and then turned slightly, it was the demon who was still standing inside the door and didn't find a chance to come out, the scene was a little awkward for a while.

Changqing quickly reacted, and a smile appeared instantly, "Did the lord rest well?"

To be honest, it is still possible to sleep back in the cage.

But Shen Motang nodded slightly and remained silent.

Changqing looked at the little devils again, and said in a much more severe tone, "What are you all running around, why don't you come out quickly."

None of the little devils took any action. The status of the demon cultivators has never been based on their family status, but only determined by their strengths. The strength of long-term love is not weak, but in front of the two, the demon master has absolute priority.

This kind of thing is naturally known, it's just a show, and he stretched out his hand to grab Liuliu's belt. He got off the wall first, walked up to Shen Motang alone, and asked, "I don't know when the lord will return to office. Let’s tidy up the study.”

Sure enough, nothing good happened.

Thinking about the workload that even a cultivator, ah no, a cultivator of demons can't handle, it would be easier to just put him back in that coffin.

Mo Motang decided to strike first, "I'm about to talk about this, you go and call everyone in the sect, I have something to say."

-

The gathered demons, big and small, were obviously much less than last night. Mo Motang sat at the top again, and it was a completely different scene from yesterday. His eyes swept around, feeling a little angry in his heart.

He said that such a big Demon Sect, how could it be full of strange and noisy little devils, and now that everyone gathered together, it really felt like being in the Demon Sect.

Those with cold faces, frowning eyebrows, and grinning grimaces, although their devilish aura has subsided, they can tell the difference at a glance when standing in the crowd, gathering all kinds of viciousness, violence, insidiousness and treachery.

Damn, there are so many normal people, but he is allowed to work overtime by himself.

Changqing took a few steps forward, winking eyes, and a smile appeared, "Master, all the people in the sect are here now, I don't know what's the matter with the Lord?"

Shen Motang collected his mind and said bluntly, "I have lost my memory."

The author has something to say:

Normal person: I have horns on my head, and a tail behind me~~