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

It rained endlessly, and now it has become heavier again, crackling and smashing on the brocade outside, knocking down many petals.

Mo Motang was distressed for a long time, so he still covered the flowers and trees next to the study with a layer of protection to protect them from rain and wind.

Before he set up his position, the flowers and trees of the Double Moon Sect had always been maintained by little devils, a team formed spontaneously by little devils who liked flowers and plants.

Mo Motang didn't break them up, but instead picked some little devils who liked flowers but were not very good at taking care of them. Now that they have enough staff, the Shuangyue Sect is getting better and better every day.

Even so, the little devils will not interfere too much with the damage caused by the wind and rain to the flowers and trees. In their view, this is a natural law.

Mo Mo Tangxin said yes, after all, the flowering period is almost here, there is no need to spend too much manpower and material resources to guard it.

He only sighed and let out his consciousness, passing silently across the back mountain over and over again, exploring the range of the number of various monsters and spirit herbs without disturbing anyone.

Of course, it's just that he can confirm that it can be sold as a part of the product, which is equivalent to making some preparations in advance to understand.

But it seems that there are too many beasts.

Although they miraculously maintained a certain balance under layers of suppression.

But this is obviously not the number density that should be in a normal mountain forest. To give an exaggerated example, everyone knows the beast gluttony. It is difficult to deal with only one of them. Can you believe that there are hundreds of them in the back mountain? indivual?

And the rest of the four murderers also have dozens or hundreds of heads distributed inside?

It's a mess, okay!

Isn't the existence of this kind of place really a bug?

It would be fine if this is the case everywhere in this world, but it is not, only here!

If he hadn't looked carefully, he wouldn't have known how dangerous his mountain was. For a moment, Mo Motang suddenly felt how powerful the little devil who can play around in the back mountain is.

According to his rare memories that can be viewed without triggering, this place was specially chosen by the original owner.

Mo Motang scratched his hair, he couldn't figure it out.

So Mo Motang simply gave up and stopped thinking about it, just thinking that if necessary, he should change to another way of making money, or just pick a few that are easier to handle.

With this in mind, Mo Motang took the lead in memorizing the spirit herbs, and only started to record the monsters when he went to work in the afternoon. The first one was the antelope bear that he had a relationship with yesterday.

Coincidentally, as soon as Mo Mo Tang figured out the distribution and approximate number of gazelle bears on the topographic map made in front of him, Changqing's figure flashed from the corner of his eye.

But when he looked up, the love was gone again.

No, it won't.

We should not be that kind of supernatural film set.

Just when Shen Motang was hesitating whether to release his consciousness to look outside, Changqing's figure suddenly came out from the side, still holding the red umbrella, not caring about the rain at all, and his steps were so elegant.

Mo Motang heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he just went to the side to do something.

But ah.

Despite what happened in the morning, the long love still came to him, really dedicated.

Um?Wait, why does Changqing seem to be holding a bunch of brocade in his hand?

Mo Motang was a little surprised, and watched Changqing put away the umbrella in a daze, and quickly took back the mustard seeds, as if cherishing them no matter what.

Shen Motang rubbed his nose, and suddenly felt that it was perfunctory for him to stand the umbrella inside the door.

It's not that the umbrella will get wet after being exposed to rain or something. Besides, Mo Qi had thought about it a long time ago, and first added a water-proof array to the whole body of the umbrella.

That's right, a habitual action.

But such a habit does not seem to be very applicable here.

Mo Motang diverged in a mess, Changqing stood in front of him but did not regain his senses.

Changqing followed his empty gaze and saw the red umbrella by the door, but didn't think much of it.

After all, it's in there, isn't it?

And it's not littering either.

It's better to say that you don't care, Changqing turned his eyes and turned around, and put the group brocade in his hand on the corner of Mo Motang's table.

This was just picked up by Changqing from the grass outside. The flower stems were broken when the wind and rain were heavy, and they were relatively intact. Thinking that the demon would like it, he took it for the demon to play with.

With this action, Mo Motang finally looked back and saw the group brocade at the corner of the table, and made a small voice of doubt.

It was for him?

Afraid that he might misunderstand, Changqing explained: "I picked it up from outside."

Mo Motang suddenly nodded, "Thank you."

Smiling affectionately, he consciously took a futon from one side and sat down, first asked the paper that seemed to be scribbled by Mo Motang, "What is this, my lord? Why is it circled?"

Mo Motang was stunned, so there is no contour line here yet?

So Mo Motang made a haha ​​and said that he had seen people use it elsewhere before, and it was quite convenient, and then explained the meaning of this thing to Changqing.

Chang Qing seemed to understand but nodded, and said bluntly: "I don't understand."

Mo Mo Tangxin said sure enough, but he admired Changqing's honesty, and immediately took off the pen, ink, paperweight, etc. on the drawing, and stood up the drawing for Changqing to gesture.

You see, this is the back mountain.

This area is the mountain where our Shuangyue Sect is located.

Yes, yes, this is North.

With a flash of inspiration, Mo Motang put the blueprint on the table, turned the silver bracelet on his wrist, and a large mountain range rose from the ground, showing continuous mountains along the contour line he drew.

Although there are some deviations, it is familiar after all, as Mozun said, it is the topographic map of the back mountain.

Such a conversion made it easier to understand, and the only remaining confusion in Changqing's eyes finally dissipated, and he asked again: "I understand, but why did the Lord draw this?"

Mo Motang turned the silver bracelet again, and some places in the phantom immediately showed red marks. He pointed to one of them and said, "There are gazelle bears moving in these marked places."

But visible to the naked eye, some of the red dots are moving.

Changqing blurted out: "The lord marked each of them?"

Mo Motang nodded, it's not interesting to just count the numbers, of course, he made ear tags for easy finding in the future.

Some special means are needed to see the ear tags touched, and it will not have any impact on the monsters. The name of the species and the number of the number when Shen Motang discovered it are simply written on it, but the most important function has already emerged—— track.

Otherwise, when it's time to collect antelope horns in the future, will the little devils be looking for it aimlessly?

Of course not.

Mo Motang felt that he had explained everything he had done, so he asked, "What did you find out?"

With a long smile, "That's a lot."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of papers and handed them to Shen Tang, who took them over. Seeing that they were about the fierce beasts in the back mountain, the types of spirit grass, the parts that could be sold and the corresponding price range, he also mentioned the collection and even the price range. The difficulty of hunting is based on the three little devils from yesterday.

Among them, the gazelle bear is relatively simple. Only one unit can barely collect a gazelle, and if you are lucky, you can occasionally collect a pair.

But simple is simple, either the antelope bear is seriously injured or the little devil is injured.

It would be better if it was expanded to two or more units, and the most important thing is to reduce the damage, whether it is from little devils or monsters.

Sustainable development isn't it?

But there are also some with a particularly high difficulty factor. Changqing didn't even use the three little devils as a unit to mark it, but directly wrote "at least looking for jealousy".

Silence's teeth sore.

I even wanted to cross out those words and re-mark it as [Meet Ma Liupao, thank you].

Mo Motang flipped through it casually, there were many names here, covering almost all the beasts he could see in the back mountain, but there were not many ordinary monsters.

That's right, ordinary monsters can be found everywhere, why bother to find a place where such beasts are abundant.

Spiritual herbs are also similar, only a few special products are worth selling around the beasts.

Mo Motang looked at Changqing, "Is it all here?"

Changqing nodded, with crooked fox eyes, and said with a sly smile: "Of course, I will handle the matter, don't worry."

Suddenly it didn't look very reliable.

Mo Motang stared at Chang Qing silently for a while, and finally sighed.

There should be some trust.

But in this way, the selection becomes very important. It just so happens that Changqing is also here. Mo Motang changed Zhu Mo, and began to check carefully one by one, and asked Changqing when he encountered uncertainties.

Instead, the blueprint was put on the ground and left in the cold for the time being.

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Dingzhou.

On the Suobo River, a group of merchant ships just sailed out of the dock.

The appearance of these merchant ships is simple, and they are very low-key at first glance.

Perhaps it was too low-key, and it seemed a bit unnatural, especially the out-of-fit man on the main ship. Even though his appearance and temperament were not like any famous monk, his aura still escaped inadvertently, forcing everyone to panic. I dare not look over.

That person was Zhao Wan. According to the request of the caravan, he disguised himself and the hull of the ship as soon as he boarded the ship. At the same time, according to the mission requirements, many people saw Jian Zun get on the ship with the caravan. .

He stood on the side of the deck, his eyes fell on the turbulent river from afar, and he calmly took everything around him into his consciousness.

The caravan originally planned to leave in three days, but they got the news from nowhere that someone from the Demon Sect would come to rob the ship, so they hurriedly ran to issue a reward, and wanted to ask a few high-level monks to protect them along the way.

Chang Tianzong took over the task, and it was handed over to him last night after he sent back the surveillance report of Shuangyuezong.

As for the caravan, they heard that Master Jian came here in person, so they didn't dare to delay for a moment. They got up early in the morning and started to clean up quickly. It is also easy to talk a lot.

Even so, we still didn't start until the afternoon.

But generally speaking, the time difference is here after all, and the fight was sudden, and the sword master stayed on the boat for a moment, the caravan was very at ease, and the boatman and waterman could even joke a few words in his spare time.

Of course, these things only happened in places far away from Zhaowan.

They respect Jian Zun too much, and they are more cautious than fearful.

Zhao Wan didn't say he didn't care, he didn't realize at all that his spiritual consciousness avoided the hull of the boat, unfolded on the river, and penetrated into the river water, but Mo Tang's clear and penetrating purple eyes emerged in his mind.

For no reason, Zhao Wan felt that no matter whether he was here or not, there would be no incident of hijacking the ship.

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