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

Song Bai tortured him for a long time, but Mo Motang finally agreed to show up in Song Bai's yard with Zhao Wan.

For the time being, no one else was present, not even the lively long-term relationship that had been watched by Song Bai's side for a long time. Mo Motang let out a sigh of relief, and put Zhao Wan and Song Bai together, watching Song Bai want to speak but stopped talking and wanted Grinding with the dazed Zhaowan.

Anyway, there was no one at the moment, the food that should be put into the pot was put into the pot, and the food that should be out of the pot was out of the pot. The two of them did not rest their hands in silence, and their efficiency was surprisingly high.

Silent Tang smacked and smacked, wondering what the difference between him and Zhao Wan was, how could he let Song Bai go outside as soon as he came, but left Zhao Wan in the kitchen?

A large cage of steamed stuffed buns came out of the pot, and amidst the steam, Song Bai looked at Zhao Wan's figure helping him move the cage, and finally said: "Jianzun, last time..."

Zhao Wan turned to look at Song Bai, with continuous spiritual power in her hands, she continued to send the cage to the blank space on the side, quietly waiting for Song Bai to speak.

Song Bai slowly met his gaze, and his tone was a little weak, "Did I disturb Master Jian when I got sick last time?"

The image of Song Bai holding his hand and saying "he likes you" immediately appeared in Zhaowan's mind, and then shook his head, "Mr. Song is serious, and he never disturbed you. I hope you don't mind."

It couldn't be easier to tell whether Zhao Wan was lying or not, Zhao Wan really didn't blame him, Song Bai nodded, the knot in his heart that had become more and more loose in recent days dissipated a lot, he smiled unconsciously and said, "Thank you Sword Master."

Zhao Wan just shook his head.

But he doesn't seem to be telling the whole truth.

Zhao Wan really never blamed Song Bai, he knew that Song Bai didn't intend to get sick, and he also knew that those words could not be true, but every time he thought of the scene at that time, he somehow hoped that what Song Bai said was the truth.

Zhao Wan suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

He's getting weird again.

Mo Motang yawned, he didn't pay much attention to the affairs in the kitchen, he knew that Zhao Wan would not make things difficult for Song Bai, as long as Song Bai was willing to speak, Zhao Wan would definitely untie his knot.

It's better to say that Mr. Song is too concerned about this matter.

Well, wait and see after today, if it doesn't work, you have to think of other ways.

Is there a psychiatrist here?Give people enlightenment.

However, Zhao Wan and Zhu Yuansi are probably the only ones that haven't been untied. I hope that Xiao Zhu will give me some strength to uproot Mr. Song's knot.

The sun is rising higher and higher, reaching the highest point and tending to fall, so Miju brought Zhu Yuansi here.

Mo Motang didn't hesitate to call Mijiu to sit with him, and asked Zhu Yuansi to help Mr. Song in the kitchen. These two had a friendship before, and Zhu Yuansi agreed very happily.

Thinking about how many times Zhu Yuansi saw Zhao Wan's reaction, Mo Motang touched his chin, and just before Zhu Yuansi was about to open the curtain and enter the kitchen, he shouted: "Ah Wan, come out!"

Zhu Yuansi paused:?

Miju stared at him with wide eyes:?

What did they hear?

Shen Motang realized later what he was shouting, silently looked away and refused to meet the master and apprentice.

I didn't say anything, and I don't know anything, so don't look at me, be careful when I call you "Ajean" and "Asi" and so on.

Ah, no way.

It’s no longer a question of whether it sounds good or not.

It's impossible to open your mouth at all.

How did you say "Ah Wan"?

I know, it must be fluent, um, fluent.

Shen Motang was still frantically making excuses, wishing he could turn his head and call Mijiu "Ajeu" to interrupt his straight line of sight, but he really didn't want to have this idea, so he struggled for a while and still kept it original posture.

On the other hand, Zhao Wan had already walked out, seeing the frozen Zhu Yuansi, she nodded slightly and walked around him before he could react and salute.

Then he sat on the other side of Shen Tang very naturally, and then said indifferently: "Brother Shen, what's the matter?"

Miju immediately stopped looking at him, and squinted at Zhaowan. If eyes could kill, Zhaowan would not even have a bone left.

But Zhao Wan didn't move at all, her eyes didn't shift a little when they fell on him.

Mo Motang still admires Zhao Wan for being able to ignore the hostility to such an extent, I really hope it's just a big heart and not a habit.

Thinking about it, Mo Motang shook his head, he really had nothing to do, he just wanted to create an environment for the two in the kitchen to be alone for a while.

After a while, Zhu Yuansi's voice resounded loudly: "No, I'm very happy that Mr. Song praised me!"

Perhaps Song Bai was frightened, so he hurriedly hissed, Zhu Yuansi immediately lowered his voice, and said, "Mr. Song really doesn't need to care, we should learn from Mr. Song's honesty."

There was another burst of laughter from inside, and it seemed that they had reconciled.

Mo Mo Tang was very satisfied, turned to Mi Ju and said, "Go and help?"

Seeking a cold snort, she immediately stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Motang waited for a long while, but no one was driven out by Song Bai, a series of question marks flooded his head, no way!

He won't be the only one who is despised by Mr. Song!

Is he in the way?

He didn't even break a plate, although he almost spilled the food on the side, was it a near miss?

If so, he's about to make a fuss.

Mo Motang looked at Zhao Wan, and suddenly said, "Are you good at doing things? It's just doing housework, growing flowers, etc."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Motang regretted it.

He seemed to ask an idiot question, if he is not good at it, what is the matter with the out-of-season flowers and trees in his yard that have not bloomed so far?If he hadn't yelled, what would have happened if Song Bai didn't throw him out of the kitchen?

But Zhaowan thought seriously, and even thought about the definition of what he was good at, and finally came to a conclusion and said modestly: "It's okay."

Mo Motang summed it up and came to a conclusion for himself. If Zhao Wan's level is acceptable, he might just be clumsy.

Ah, got hurt.

Here, Mo Motang and Zhao Wan had a casual chat, and by the way, they continued the topic they had just talked about in the training ground, about that unlucky boy.

Zhao Wan had already taught him all the methods of using that mustard seed, and after experimenting, he also learned that although the fairy energy would consume his soul, his devil energy could also nourish the soul of that unlucky child.

That is to say, it's a good thing he kept Zhao Wan, and the deadline for him to make the body for that unlucky boy can be extended to a certain extent.

If it really doesn't work, he will take the person to the little devil who has become spiritually cultivated and ask him to change careers.

You can't live without a body, so let's change the way that you can live without a body.

This is the benefit of magic repair.

On the other side of the righteous way, it depends on confirming a Dao heart to continuously polish and advance. Changing the Dao heart is almost equivalent to suicide.

Demonic cultivators are not, demonic cultivators are very casual, they can walk if there is a path, if there is no path, they stay where they are, if you are tired from walking this path, at worst, change to another one, and you can still practice diligently if you adapt to it.

The disadvantage, as we mentioned before, is that the further you go, the harder it is to advance.

It is probably the fixed difference between single-mindedness and laxity.

While chatting, Zhao Wan suddenly said: "There are a lot of materials needed to refine the container, and it is inconvenient to collect them. If there is anything you need, brother Shen, please feel free to mention it."

Mo Motang gave a dry laugh. He didn't know how there were so many materials. If he agreed, it might be disadvantageous to him. After thinking about it, he declined and said, "Don't worry, I will collect them all."

If there is any shortage, it will be credited to the account of the unlucky boy.

The black mist in the mustard seeds shivered for no reason. He always felt that his life was not that worrying, but there were other important things...

It's quite worrying.

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Refers to money owo