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

Mo Motang brought him back to the tower in the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhao Wan refused to enter his study, so Mo Motang brought the things in the study out to Zhao Wan, except for a few pages of house rules he had drafted, he also grabbed a few books of legal provisions.

He was going to touch two small horses from the mustard seeds and place them under the eaves, but he only felt Zhao Wan's eyes staring at his hands.

Mo Motang made up his mind and finally chose the table and chairs.

Putting the written house rules to Zhao Wan's hand, Mo Motang sat next to Zhao Wan, so that he wouldn't be able to see what Zhao Wan said to him later.

For the sake of the outrageous reaction to Zhaowan several times, he purposely sat on Zhaowan's left side, hiding the hole in his right arm.

Although he said that Zhaowan should get used to it, it was impossible for him to accept it immediately.

But these don't matter anymore, the important thing is the house rules in Zhao Wan's hands.

In order to make it easier for the little devil to act without breaking the law and being arrested, and to facilitate the little devil's understanding and implementation of the new sect rules, he discarded those awkward and obscure words in the book, and wrote more easily understandable.

Like about hurting people.

[You can hurt people, but you must be able to escape the pursuit of the righteous way and not seek the asylum of the sect, otherwise you will be caught and no one will find you]

Another example is cheating.

[You can be cheated and abducted, the rules are as above, and you are not allowed to bully the poor, you must leave a way for people to survive]

Of course, these are just the minimum rough rules. He also sorted out the penalties written in those legal provisions and included them in the corresponding rules.

It's like stealing one item. Within ten pennies, it's just criticism and education, and you can get out almost without anyone's rescue.

But what can Shiwen buy?

Mo Motang didn't know, so he wrote [I hope you don't lack these ten coins].

Mainly, he is paying wages to the devils now.

I hope they won't be caught because they are poor, and he will lose face to Shuangyuezong.

Of course, those legal texts are all aimed at ordinary people and the righteous way. As for the magic cultivator, he only saw one item that was singled out.

[Kill those who hurt people, kill those who harm others, those who steal people and property will be left to be determined according to the situation, and those who are of a bad nature will be killed...]

Mo Motang stared at it for a long time, and in the end he could only feel that the [-] little devils who were caught earlier were really lucky, but they have not all come back so far, and he can't be sure if any of them were killed by the "killed" paper full of paper. The "killed.

He didn't ask the people down the mountain to be so respectful to his demons. Most of the demons did things that were not respectable. He only hoped that Zhengdao could treat them as less ordinary ordinary people. If possible, try the trial first to avoid some misunderstandings.

Don't click "kill it" so quickly.

There are also fallen demons in the righteous way, and the devils also divide people, don't they?

A considerable part of the demon heads of the Shuangyue Sect are cultivated by demons. Monsters are no better than humans. They don’t care whether they are immortals or demons in order to live. Therefore, they are innocent and have never done anything bad. There are also many monsters.

It is very different from some devils who are born with evil thoughts and desires.

And these evil thoughts | big thoughts, they are born because of evil, live by evil, they are real demons.

It can only be said that it is as much as it can be restricted.

Since they were either captured by the original owner or attracted by the original owner, the Shuangyue Sect can be regarded as a sanctuary for the devils, and they must be protected if they can be protected.

As for the various sects, if necessary, he will still negotiate.

Just thinking about what to say to Zhengdao at that time, Zhaowan had already read it carefully, but didn't express his opinion on the door regulations written by him, so he put down the paper and started to flip through the seeds.

Mo Motang didn't understand what this operation was, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wan shook her head, and said: "I have some new pens and inks here, which can be given to Brother Shen for temporary use."

pen and ink?

Mo Motang glanced at the paper on the table, the handwriting could barely be seen as it was not so scribbled, it was because he couldn't use a brush or grind ink, the hairs were always sprawled out, making the handwriting appear dark and shallow, with stars on the edges The dots are all messy traces.

So Zhao Wan felt that his Shuangyue Sect could no longer make up a good pen and ink for him to use?

Mo Motang immediately stopped Zhao Wan from searching, "No need, I have them all, it's my own problem."

Zhao Wan didn't realize for a while what the so-called "own problem" was, but he quickly found it out, handed it to him and said, "It doesn't matter if I put it here, brother Shen can use it."

Even if Mo Motang doesn't know the types and prices of these things, etc., he can still tell from the abundant spiritual power flowing in them that the price of these things is not cheap.

In other words, will there be spiritual energy flowing in the brush?The ink also looks like it can change.

Is this really a magic weapon?

Mo Motang looked up at Zhao Wan, "I really don't need anything."

Zhao Wan still did not give up, "Brother Shen, you are welcome."

This, this is really not a question of being polite, it is a question that is really unnecessary.

Shen Motang frowned slightly, wondering what Zhao Wan meant, or... the purpose?

Thinking about it, he still smiled and said, "Why doesn't Master Jian feel that something is wrong now?"

Zhao Wan was slightly startled, then lowered her eyes and said, "I'm being abrupt."

Mo Motang just shook his head, pointing to the house rules he wrote, "It's okay, let's talk about this."

Zhao Wan nodded slightly, but still didn't put the brush back, and put it on the table, away from Shen Motang, then looked at the paper on the table again, raised her head in confusion and asked, "What is this?"

Shen Motang was also puzzled.

Isn't it so obvious?

Then what did you look at so seriously just now?

First give him a score of unqualified?Then that pen and ink is actually changing the answering tools for him?

No, no, Zhaowan, you can't be a teacher like this.

However, it should be very suitable for occupations that require wearing suits and uniforms. With wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he is absolutely handsome.

The more Shen Mo Tang thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Seeing that Zhao Wan in his mind was going to put on various uniforms to participate in the scripts of the president, soldier, doctor, etc., the corners of his mouth could not be controlled to rise, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Wan in his peripheral vision. The eyes that fell on him at night.

Mo Motang was shocked immediately, and quickly stopped thinking and explained: "The door rules, the new door rules of the Shuangyue Sect."

Zhao Wan's deep eyes seemed to surge up with waves for a moment, and then disappeared very quickly, Mo Mo Tang thought it was his own dazzled eyes.

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When Changqing found him, Mo Motang was sitting at the table fishing, ah no, it was studying the pen and ink that Zhao Wan left him at the end.

There is indeed spiritual power, not because of his dizziness, but it has no function and is not a magic weapon. It should be the spiritual power contained in the production materials.

And the ink stick that looks like it can change is not really changeable, it's simply that the ink surface is painted well, and it even gave him the illusion of multiple perceptions.

If it doesn't turn out to be a good thing, then it's Mo Motang's problem.

Shen Motang sighed, raised his eyes to see Changqing approaching, put down his pen and asked, "Going away?"

Changqing nodded and walked towards him, took out a thick stack of messenger symbols from the mustard seeds and handed them to him, "Your Majesty, really don't want to give it away?"

Mo Motang took it casually, and replied very naturally, "It's not that he doesn't know his way."

What is there to give.

A long love affair.

Mo Motang didn't care, and said, "Why are you giving me this?"

After returning to his senses, he remembered what he was here for, and replied, "It was Zhao Wan who gave it to me."

That's what Zhao Wan paid back.

Mo Motang nodded to show that he understood, "Have you counted it? This is too much, don't cheat people."

Long love:?

Mo Motang:?

Changqing: "Why should I count?"

Mo Motang: "Why don't you count?"

Both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes, and after a while, Chang Qing finally realized, "Is this what Zhao Wan owed?"

Mo Motang nodded, "Yes, otherwise why would he give you this."

The long smile froze slightly, "But he gave it to me without saying anything."

Chang Qing felt that he could not be blamed for this matter at all, Zhao Wan didn't say anything, and didn't even ask him how much he had charged.

Mo Motang said directly: "Don't ask me, I just asked him to ask you for the quantity."

Changqing was puzzled and said: "But he didn't ask."

Mo Motang nodded, "I see."

Long love: "?"

Mo Motang: "He has so much money that he has nowhere to spend it."

Long love: "..."

After finishing speaking, he didn't bother to count, and then handed it to Changqing, "You will bring it to Miju later, and let him be used by Zhu Yuansi."

Changqing hesitated for a moment, finally took it, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you not keep accounts?"

Mo Motang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "It's better to wait until Zhu Yuansi comes and you can give it to him directly, just say that Zhao Wan gave it to him, and let him ask Mi Jeu for money to Zhao Wan."

This relationship is entangled, and the long-term relationship is almost not involved, but when Zhao Wan gave him these communication symbols, Zhu Yuansi was by his side, so is it really okay to change hands like this?

Changqing remembered something, and asked again: "What about what Zhaowan owes?"

Shen Motang shook his head, "It's clear."

He lied.

There was no cleanliness at all, and Shen Motang sighed when his eyes fell on the pen and ink on the table and the sketched family rules and legal provisions.

Active and passive, I am afraid that he owes Zhao Wan a favor now.

It's better to let him pay back the money he owes directly.

Wait, speaking of money, even if the demons owe him a lot, he doesn't have to pay the full monthly salary, but after all, he has a lot of people in the Shuangyue Sect, and he has a lot of mouths to eat, only the expenses are not recorded Now, the gold and silver in his mustard seeds won't last long.

Still have to figure out a way to make money.

After thinking about it, Mo Motang still looked up at Changqing, "Is there any way to make money?"

Changqing's eyes brightened, "Yes, in seven days there will be a large caravan going back to Pingzhou from Dingzhou along the waterway. There will be gold and silver goods. My lord, I want to rob..."

"No."

Mo Motang quickly interrupted, feeling that it would be dangerous to continue talking. He wanted to make money, but this method should be forgotten.

Changqing was taken aback by the naked eye, and planned to persuade him after he realized it.

Mo Motang had no choice but to say: "You have said that it is a big caravan, and there must be a righteous way to accompany it. Think about those in the sect who were only released. Do you plan to come again?"

Changqing blinked his eyes, his fox eyes were bent, and he said maliciously: "But, my lord..."

Mo Motang already understood what he meant, and raised his hand to cover Changqing's face, "Stop it, I won't go, and you don't want to go either."

As he said that, Mo Motang took out a stack of white paper from the mustard seeds and handed it to Changqing, "Think about something serious, and I will give you more dividends if you make money."

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