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

The demons were in an uproar.

Before doubts arose, Mo Motang continued: "It's only part of it."

The group of demons was in an uproar again.

"Maybe it's because of Tianlei, this deity also knows something new."

The group of demons was in an uproar again.

He hasn't said anything yet!

Mo Motang said smoothly, "This deity is still here because of the love of heaven, and this deity has figured it out after suffering such a calamity. It is impossible for the sect to be managed by only one person."

That's right, he is the only one. In such a big sect, there is no other position besides Mo Zun. If he doesn't tire him, who else?

The field fell silent instantly, and a little devil swallowed his saliva.

Mo Motang has already made up his mind, it's fine to stay, anyway, he doesn't know where to go, but the premise is to improve his working environment first.

The first step to reduce the work is to increase the number of people to disperse the work. "The front, back, left, and right guards will come first, and the rest will be assigned to the guards. They will handle their own affairs, and report them every month."

After saying that, Mo Motang poked his eyes to find Chang Qing.

The strength of Changqing is also one of the best among the big devils, and he is smart and friendlier than the other big devils, so he is very popular in the sect. Mo Motang has a more suitable position to give to he.

But Changqing had already sensed that he shrank behind the equally powerful Miju, avoiding his gaze without a trace.

"Long love."

Long-term love should not be.

Mo Motang was not in a hurry, and called again, this time directly assigning the position to him, "Deputy Suzerain, come forward."

The group of demons was in an uproar, and discussions suddenly broke out.

Miju was also surprised, looking back at Changqing with dissatisfaction, ignoring Changqing's blinking hint, grabbing his arm and throwing him out.

Almost tore Changqing's clothes.

Changqing was suddenly thrown in front of others and there was no way to avoid it, with a helpless look on his face, why not: "My lord..."

Mo Motang spoke a little faster, "Remember to hand over the guardian's monthly report to the deputy suzerain first, and go to the deputy suzerain first if you have any questions."

The long smile froze instantly, "Huh?"

Changqing's eyes are full of puzzlement. According to this, we have done everything, what about you?What about you, Mozun?

Mo Motang also responded to Changqing with suppressed and excited eyes, you'd better settle the matter, no one should come to me, lying flat is the happy life that a demon should have!

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since the deputy suzerain already has one, let's choose four more protectors. Anyone who wants to recommend himself can step forward."

Looking at Changqing again, "Does the deputy suzerain have any ideas? Let's talk about it."

Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hands again and again, "No need, this kind of thing is still voluntary." It's a pity that he couldn't do it voluntarily.

Mo Motang just gave up, looking around, trying to recognize people.

The little devils all shrunk their necks, hearing that this kind of thing was not something they could participate in, but a few big devils were interested, but they heard trouble from the devil's words and refused to take any action.

Then Mo Motang forcibly clicked it out.

Just a joke, the purpose of his meeting is to lighten his burden, how could he let himself waste his tongue in vain.

There are only a few powerful big devils in the Zongzhong, and most of them are famous characters in the novel. They are his candidates in the first place, and asking them to recommend themselves is just based on their attitude.

Alas, the enthusiasm is not high.

After another round of tossing, the others were divided into several Dharma protectors, and seeing that there was not much difference in the number of people from left to right, they asked someone to record the list and send it up.

But not long after the people who made the list left, there was another commotion, and one of them was beaten.

Mo Mo's head was about to grow big, and he quickly stopped and said, "What's the matter?"

The little devil who was beaten was aggrieved and pinched the crumpled paper in the fight, tears were already rolling in his eyes, "He refuses to write."

Mo Motang looked at the one who hit him, "Why didn't you write?"

The little devil who beat people also had his grievances, "I can't read, so I asked him to write it for me, but he didn't want to."

Mo Motang looked at the one who was beaten again, "?"

The little devil who was beaten was even more wronged, "I can't read either."

Mo Motang: "..."

Mo Motang: "If you can't read, raise your hand."

There was a lot of noise, and almost all the little devils were killed.

The big devil's side is better, but it's obvious that there are fish that slip through the net who can't hold back their face and raise their hands.

Mo Motang: "..."

Mo Motang: "Anyone who can write his own name raises his hand."

Very few people.

This cultural level is too worrying!

Mo Motang retracted his gaze and looked at Changqing. Changqing was startled, and immediately took half a step back. If he dared to speak, he dared to run away on the spot.

Mo Motang planned to make a comparison, but still looked away.

But if he really wanted them to write out the list by themselves, he didn't know how many fights it would take, so he gave up, "Let's all get fingerprints."

Sure enough, the progress was much faster, and there were no more disputes.

If you subdivide the details, you can't be as casual as this. He is not in a hurry for this day. He plans to do it slowly in the future. He ordered those who have not yet returned to the clan to do the same thing when they come back. Mo Motang started his business.

After all, he is not a devil. Both his body have suffered from overtime and toil. It is one thing to free himself, and it is not necessary to push others into the pit of fire.

After all, the text is based on an ancient background, and there is no concept of the week. Mo Motang deliberately paid attention to it, and then quickly shouted "do five days off two days"... and "nine to five".

According to the little devil's recollection afterwards, the demon said that it was the moment when he was struck by the lightning, and suddenly he was blessed to his soul, and he realized a perfect set of work and rest.

But at this moment, due to the fact that there was no table in front of him, Mo Motang got excited and had no choice but to take the next best thing and slap on the armrest of the chair.

"It's not '996' and it's not '007'. You can't even take a single break, you have to take a double break! You have to work from [-] to [-]! No one can stop you from resting!"

The devils hadn't heard of these words before, so they naturally got confused, and waited until Shen Motang calmed down a little after outputting a pass, and then spit out the doubts everywhere.

"Ninety-six? Lingling paint? What is that?"

"Sounds like a practice."

"Cultivation method? Danxiu's? There is one in the sect, do you have to throw it away?"

"Wouldn't it be enough for those with dual cultivation?"

"..."

When the devils were discussing who to borrow from and whether they could borrow, Mo Mo Tang suddenly came to his senses.

etc!Misunderstood ah, a big misunderstanding! ! !

Shen Mo Tangfu fell into another excitement, trying his best to explain to the monsters what "996" and "007" are, and what is "working five days and two days", "[-] to [-]" and single and double rest mean.

After counting Zishu Chouniu over and over again, he finally converted the time point in his words into hours, and forced himself to talk dry.

At the end of the third explanation, Mo Motang asked for the third time with complicated feelings: "Do you understand everything?"

The devils all lowered their heads with dull faces, exactly the same as when he pretended to understand when he didn't understand in math class but the teacher asked them "Do you understand?"

Mo Motang closed his eyes: Tired, destroy it.

When the distant bell rang, Mo Motang opened his eyes and asked, "Where is the bell ringing?"

bell?

Is there a bell somewhere?

The devils looked at me and I looked at you, they all doubted their ears, they didn't hear anything similar to the sound of a bell.

Shen Motang was stunned by the reaction of the demon crowd, but luckily Chang Qing said in time: "It should be the clock."

But the nearest time clock is in a town, more than a hundred miles away from Shuangyuezong, so this kind of hearing power is too outrageous.

Shen Mo Tang didn't have these concepts in his mind, but just looked at the sky outside, the sun was already westward, and it was already evening, so he asked, "What time is it now?"

Chang Qing replied: "You time."

Counting the Zishu and Chouniu again, Mo Motang's eyes lit up, it's five o'clock in the afternoon!

Mo Mo stood up abruptly, "It's this hour, I'm off work, see you later."

Maybe he was too excited, the moment before he opened his legs, the bracelet on his wrist suddenly activated, and he was teleported back to his yard, and even in front of him was the person he had been waiting for before he could not come to love. When gathered together, put them on a small couch under a tree.

The canopy is dense, and the shadow covers the small couch, which is very cool.

Salted fish surnamed Shen jumped on it happily and collapsed, unwilling to move again.

But he is the only one who is happy, and the demons who have been hit by multiple shocks are still full of question marks at this moment.

After get off work what?What off work?Mozun is leaving now?Did you understand what the Demon Lord said just now?No, How about you?I didn't understand much either. Does the Mozun mean that he is not angry anymore?shouldn't be...

No one can understand the madness and fierceness behind the demon's pure and kind face better than them, so what's going on now?

After hesitating for a long time, the demon bosses still left the hall three times at a time, scattered in all directions.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew over their heads, and the long sword like moonlight drew Bai Lian, rushing back without even looking at them.

A sharp-eyed little devil recognized it and exclaimed on the spot, "Ah! It's Zhaowan!"

"Zhaowan?" The little devil who was closest to him reacted a bit slowly, "Is there such a person in the sect?"

"No! It's Sword Master, Sword Master Zhao Wan!"

The little devil nodded his head filled with water, "Jian Zun, Jian Zun, ah—"

This sound immediately attracted many demons to stop, and for a moment, the impatient expressions dissipated in an instant, and the demons finally reacted and ran away, chasing the sword shadow all the way.

That direction is the Mozun Hall! ! !

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