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

A little devil got fed up with the new door regulations ringing in his ears at regular intervals, so he ran to his boss to memorize them in advance, but it was better to call back when he was excited, and the pass rate was impressive.

Even so, the little devils queuing up to endorse are still one after another, the more little devils under their hands, the greater this trouble, basically it's time to get stuck in the boss's time to go to work, until the end of get off work Can't do anything.

And once it passed, those in the Shuangyue Sect blocked the little devil alone, and those in the back mountain directly took the small horns next to their ears.

It was also because of this that the little devils who passed through with great difficulty even hugged each other and cried bitterly, so excited that they couldn't even speak clearly for a long time.

Mo Motang walked on the way to the study room, and he could also see the little devils surrounding Ula Ula's back, which actually created an atmosphere of early reading, or the kind of rushing to the end of the period.

Hearing that, Mo Motang followed the text on a whim, but after all, it was several years ago, don't finish it incompletely, it would be good if you can remember a few lines, and you can string several poems in between.

Mo Motang stuttered a few words in a row, and the blood on his head suddenly turned cold, pretending that he hadn't recited a single sentence.

Looking up, he saw two great gods guarding the door of the study.

The Great God A smiled and said good morning to him with a pair of winking eyes.

Great God B crossed his arms and followed Great God A to say good morning to him, looking unhappy.

Shen Motang nodded in response, and said good morning to the two, then ignored them and walked inward.

I can't say I ignore it, I just want to talk about something inside, it's tiring to stand up.

Changqing Mijiu consciously followed him in, and consciously picked up a futon from the side, sat on both sides of him, did not speak, and stared at him with burning eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that you want him to speak first.

Mo Motang simply ignored them, picked up the contour map and compared it with the list of products, intending to continue his record.

It's not a good thing if these two appear at the same time, especially if they still have this expression now.

The long-term relationship is clearly for the show, and Mienju, and the dissatisfaction of the long-term relationship also brings some... tweaking?

Ah bah bah bah.

What is he thinking about here, he ignores them, he shouldn't even think about them.

It's just that Mo Motang didn't want to think about it, but he remembered his long-term love. Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, he called out without hesitation: "My lord."

Mo Motang's pen tip paused, he was just about to dip in the ink, but he was really stuck for a long time.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Changqing, but still refused to speak, and only gestured with her eyes: "?"

Think clearly about what you want to say, I can continue writing if there is nothing wrong.

The smile on Changqing's face froze for a moment, and he unconsciously looked at Mijiu, and seeing Mijiu's expression became happy again, and said: "My lord, Mijiu has something to look for you."

Shen Mo Tangxin said sure enough, then looked at Mi Jue, "What's the matter?"

Miju bluntly said: "Door rules."

Mo Motang: "?"

Miju's gaze was a little erratic for a moment, but returned to normal for a moment, "I'm here to ask the Lord to recite the rules of the house."

Changqing couldn't help laughing out loud, suppressed, low laughter.

Shen Motang was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Chang Qing was laughing at, but Mi Jeu's disdain for Chang Qing was to the extreme, and she didn't take her eyes to the person at all.

Changqing saw Shen Motang looking at him, just about to say something, but full of jealousy, he turned his head stubbornly from the corner of the eye, his smile deepened immediately, and he was speechless.

Mo Motang was a little disgusted with moving long-term affection away, and then remembered that in the task he assigned earlier, the requirement was that the subordinates should recite the family rules to the immediate superiors, that is to say, the envy should be recited to the long-term love.

Oh ~

It turned out that this was the case, Mijiu refused to turn his back on Changqing, so he came to him directly.

But the long-term love still followed.

Mo Motang didn't know whether the two were in collusion or met on the road, but there was a high probability that they met accidentally, so one of the two watched the show with a full face, and the other was full of displeasure.

But, it's not impossible to just leapfrog this one, how cool it is to be able to catch fish just after going to work.

Seeing that Mijiu was about to listen to Changqing's laughter, she couldn't help but burst into flames, Mo Motang still turned to Changqing first, "You come first."

The long-lasting laughter stopped suddenly, "No, it's not good."

Mo Motang showed a smile, "There's nothing wrong with that, anyway, you'll have to recite it sooner or later, so it will save trouble if you recite it together now."

Naturally, it's not that he doesn't want to save this matter, it's just that he came to see the theater, how can the audience endorse before being watched?

It is better to let him write by dictation than to let him memorize.

So Changqing suggested: "Why don't we write it down here for the Lord."

The situation has changed, Shen Motang is now the one watching the theater, since he is watching a movie, he must look like he is watching a movie, so he resolutely refused: "There is no paper."

If Changqing can believe it, there will be a ghost, so he rushes to Shen Motang's diligence in handing him papers one after another, and it is impossible for him to run out of paper.

Changqing said again: "I have it, and I also have pen and ink."

Mo Motang: "No, what if you want to cheat?"

There's no need for a long-term relationship!

Miju, on the other hand, listened and his face softened a little, and finally he was willing to give his eyes to Changqing a little.

You have today too.

But it didn't take long for Mijiu to be happy, Mo Motang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Why don't you two carry each other's backs, and I'll be the host."

Long love:?

Seeking jealousy:?

What needs a host?

No, then what's the point of them coming here?

Good inspiration, no more inspiration in the future.

But Mo Motang felt that this was a brilliant idea. He dug out a copy of the gate rules from the mustard seed and put it in front of him. Then he realized what made the two of them stay behind and not peek, so he asked, "Which one of you will come first?" start?"

It looked like he had already made up his mind.

Changqing sighed helplessly, he might as well not watch this play, turned his head and looked at him, Miju stared at him, and dared to ask him to look good if he dared to refuse.

The same is true for Mo Motang, who swiveled his eyes from both sides, and finally fell on Changqing. For no reason, he just felt that Changqing would seek jealousy first and make a compromise.

The fact is indeed the case, long-term love has no choice but to raise your hand as a sign of surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll come first."

-

After tossing and tossing over there, the business finally started, and Zhu Yuansi finally came to the foot of the mountain.

Something went wrong during the month-end assessment. One of the disciples who were taking the assessment on the same day did not come back, but the second master who gave birth to him was a stubborn person, and he delayed the day's disciples refusing to start, so his assessment was also postponed to the beginning of the month. .

But the result is not bad, his ranking has improved several places, so he went out and came here after waiting for the internal affairs of the sect to be sorted out.

He wanted to share the joy with the master and the others, and then continue to learn from the master.

He still passed through an enchantment where the Demon Lord warned him first, but the next illusion was canceled for him because of his apprenticeship.

Don't mention how happy Zhu Yuansi was, he was about to jump up while walking on the mountain road, and he could see the gate of the Shuangyue Sect, but he saw a familiar figure from the back first, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Sword Master was already standing at the gate, with a tall and straight figure, black hair like silk, and extremely low air pressure.

To be honest, Zhu Yuansi was scared.

But he wasn't the only one who was afraid. A panicked voice came from the door, and he said cautiously, "Zhu Yuansi hasn't come recently, but someone has already informed Mozun, and he will let you in when he passes."

Zhu Yuansi took a step in a daze.

At such a short distance, no matter how much he restrained his breath, he couldn't escape the sword master's inspiration, so he had to calm down, hoping to find a way out, and also hoped to find a way out for the little devil who pronounced his name.

Standing far behind Jian Zun, and getting closer to him, fearing that he would not be able to live up to his trembling, he clenched his fist and called cautiously: "Jian Zun."

Zhao Wan nodded slightly, as if realizing something, the aura around her immediately subsided a bit.

The face of the little devil hiding inside the door was still pale, and he was a little surprised to see Zhu Yuansi. Zhu Yuansi didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to say the words he had planned to say to Sword Master, so he just blinked at the little devil.

-

When the little devil who notified came to the study panting, the three people in the study had already known the arrival of the two of them through jealousy.

Zhao Wan broke through the illusion all at once, while Zhu Yuansi broke through the illusion because of the connection that Mo Momentang specially set up for him with Mijiu.

At this time, the three of them were reluctant to go out or give any news, because the two of them hadn't finished reciting.

There are only a few sentences left in the long love, and the speed of the speech is so fast that it almost eats the syllables, and by the way, it is distracted and released the magic thread to block the words that the little devil almost blurted out.

Before Changqing recited the last word, Miju followed closely, speaking at the same speed as if it was about to spark a fire.

The terrified little devil has the same expression as Shen Motang at the moment, and Shen Motang wants to say, we are not in a hurry at this moment, it is not impossible to bring the two of you in, or you are thin-skinned and refuse to recite in front of the righteous way. You can also make another appointment.

But obviously, Mo Motang didn't find a chance to speak out at all.

To be precise, Changqing Miju didn't intend to give him this chance at all.

The speed of the two was too fast, and Mo Motang started to get dizzy when he listened to it, and he couldn't hear anything wrong at all. Fortunately, the two of them have super strong ears, but they heard the words accurately.

Although it is with the mentality of watching the other party embarrass.

It's a pity, both of them have good memory, and at this moment of haggling, neither of them recited a word wrong.

Silently reading it cracklingly, Tang's brain hurts.

He has consciously given up following the progress of Mi Ju's reciting and looking at the door rules to correct mistakes, and he believes that no matter how much he corrects, he will not be able to correct them.

Seeing that the two men were reciting the rules of the house as if they were about to fight, Shen Mo Tang silently looked away at the little devil who was tied up at the door for no reason.

Thanks a lot.

I also worked hard for the few on duty at the door, don't worry, Zhao Wan won't be able to come in.

Zhu Yuansi, it is even more impossible.

Apprentices are apprentices, apprentices are apprentices, he can only provide convenience at most, it is impossible to let people in without asking, so wouldn't it be a waste of his hard work to build a large formation to protect the mountain?

Mo Motang sighed, and could only whisper in his heart.

If you stand outside the door for a while, I think Miju will finish memorizing soon.

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