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

When Mo Motang woke up, he only felt pain in his neck, not to say that other parts of his body didn't hurt, of course it hurt, not only pain, but also limp and weak, as if he had run several 800 meters overnight.

But it's not the same feeling as the pain in the neck.

how to say?

It was like being beaten.

Yes, the feeling of being hit.

Damn, who beat him!

Shen Motang grinned and got up from the bed, unable to remember anything for a moment.

By the way, isn't he and Zhao Wan waiting for Song Bai?

How to open your eyes on the bed in the room.

He accidentally fell asleep?

Ok?

It's daytime!

He lifted the thin quilt and was about to get off the ground, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a sudden blush rubbing on the trousers.

on the inside of his knee.

and many more!

Etc., etc!

What is this? !

Mo Motang suddenly panicked, reached out to touch it, and then put it under his nose to sniff, with a faint smell of iron rust.

Blood?

whose blood?

Mo Motang's heart was about to stop in shock, but he suddenly found that it was still stained with residual spiritual power.

The rusty brain creaked and turned a few times, and finally matched this spiritual power with someone in memory.

—— Zhao Wan.

Speaking of which, his last memory was indeed with Zhao Wan.

No, it won't.

Are we going to switch to a suspense set again?

Come on, it's not good.

Mo Motang took a few deep breaths and told himself to calm down, he probably didn't have the ability to bury Zhao Wan, and Zhao Wan bury him almost.

No, no, no one can bury anyone else, let's keep our studio first!

Think about it again, maybe you can think of something?

Last night, it should be last night.

He shouldn't be able to sleep for days at a time.

Forget it, let's say it like last night.

Last night, he searched for a long time before he found the moon cake that Changqing sent him, and then?

Looking up, Zhao Wan took out a jar of wine.

liqueur?

A scene suddenly flashed in his mind, Zhao Wan's face in the picture was so close to him, so close that his breath sprayed on his face.

Mo Motang suddenly shuddered.

Not right.

Wrong!

What is this?

Why did it appear in his mind?

his memory?

impossible!

Impossible impossible.

That distance is already a foul, okay!

But what about the blood on his knee?

What did he have to do to get Zhao Wan's blood onto that kind of place!

Mo Mo Tang turned around and looked out the window, his muscles and bones were involved in the movements, and Mo Mo Tang froze suddenly in pain.

It couldn't be that he was drunk and running around like crazy.

It's never been like this before, and he didn't drink much, how could he be so drunk?

Is there a problem with alcohol?

Ok?

what is this?

Mo Motang hadn't been able to look out the window, but saw a note on the bedside pressed by a jade pendant.

The jade pendant is a simple ring pendant with a lot of water and a green color all over. It looks like it should be of great value. Mo Mo Tang has seen it on Zhao Wan before, and it is hung next to the mustard seed.

That note was probably also left by Zhao Wan.

Mo Motang didn't touch the jade pendant, he directly pulled out the corner of the note, and then opened the note, and it was Zhao Wan's handwriting that caught his eye.

【I will investigate clearly, I will temporarily take away the jar of wine】

survey?

Investigate booze?

Mo Motang raised his eyes and looked out the window, the tables and chairs were still the same, and the dim sum mooncakes on the table were still the same dim sum moon cakes, the only thing missing was the jar of wine.

So, is the wine the problem?

But didn't Zhao Wan bring that wine?

Ah yes, I almost forgot, it wasn't Zhaowan who brought it, he said it was Song Baituo who sent it with his love.

Long love?

Long love!

He got it!

Just as Mo Motang was about to take out the summoning talisman to question Changqing, his head hurt again.

Fragmentary memories emerged one after another. Under the bright moon, Zhao Wan was startled by his kiss. Zhao Wan wanted to back away, but he bit his lip.

The two finally fell to the ground together, kicking up fine dust, he let go of the hands wrapped around Zhao Wan's neck, and knelt on Zhao Wan's waist.

Amid Zhao Wan's painful groans, Zhao Wan sat on her knees...

Ahhhhh! !! !!

Don't say it again ah ah ah ah! ! !

He also doesn't want to know the follow-up! ! !

So, so, was he really hit on the neck?

Well played!

Why don't you play a few more times?

Let him lose his memory! ! !

Shen Motang's body temperature rose rapidly, she shrank herself into a ball, covered her face tightly, almost crying.

Why!

Why make him think of it!

This is definitely not his state of drunkenness. Another person may be deceived, but he cannot be deceived!

Even if he drank too much, he's still very good!

The memories that he didn't want to recall played in his mind, along with his hot body, his strange longing for Zhao Wan...

Stop!

He didn't!

In short, the reaction is more like the effect of some medicine that is often used in novels.

In other words, it is still a long-term relationship!

There is no need for Zhao Wan to investigate, it is long-term love!

Go crazy, drug him!

And Chang Qing must have already guessed that Zhao Wan can't drink anymore, and drinking in the wine is clearly aimed at him!

Still no memory at the time, and the reaction was like a drug for drunkenness!

Do you dare to do it or not?Are you afraid that he will run to beat someone on the spot?

If you are so cautious, you are going to use a ghost drug!

He will settle the score afterwards, okay?

Guaranteed to count clearly!Just more and less!

How can you do this to him?

If he doesn't play Zhaowan, will he play Changqing?

Did Chang Qing think he could do anything to Zhao Wan?Do you still think he wants to do something to Zhao Wan?

Even if something happens, is it good for long-term love?

No!

Nothing good!

Not only for long-term love, but for anyone.

So why did you do this to him!

He almost took Zhao Wan's clothes off!

No, no!

Not what he said.

He didn't think about anything, he didn't know anything!

do not know! ! !

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wait, that, that bloodstain, could it be that it was rubbed on at that time?

Didn't he make Zhao Wan's injury worse?

The long-term love is too much, causing him to bully a wounded person.

He really wanted to apologize, but he didn't dare.

Really, let him lose his memory!

He didn't want to remember at all.

-

Zhaowan flew aimlessly Yujian all night, the moon set and the sun rose, the dull pain on his lips was still constantly reminding him of what happened.

He knew that it was all because of the jar of wine in the mustard seeds.

But he also knew that everything was not all because of the jar of wine.

The touch of that time is still in the body, the stone bricks under the body are harsh, and when I look up, I can see Shen Motang's face rubbed in the moonlight, which is breathtaking.

The cool fingertips gently pressed his lips, his eyes were ignorant, and he comforted as if talking to himself: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Doesn't it hurt...

Touching the swollen lips lightly, Zhao Wan's heart beats wildly again, and she inadvertently said, "Tang...Tangtang."

The long sword stopped suddenly, Zhao Wan came back to his senses, his heart and brain seemed to be broken.

If you don't listen to the instructions, you can't obey, your heartbeat is accelerated by Mo Shentang, your mind is monopolized by Mo Motang, and even your words are difficult to control.

Knowing that Mo Motang was drugged, and the person who drugged him would only be in Shuangyue Sect, not anywhere he went, but he still deceived himself and took the wine jar away.

What does he want to do?

he does not know.

Subconsciously, he had already done everything and left Shuangyuezong without anyone noticing.

Can't think any more.

Since Shen Motang was told to investigate, he had to find out the result.

At least, if he encounters it again, he hopes that he can have a better way to detoxify, instead of only relying on strong spiritual power to squeeze away free toxins.

That would do a lot of harm to Shen Motang.

Zhao Wan cleared her gaze, slowly dissipated the heat gathered around her body, and turned to a certain direction.

This time, the destination is clear.

He wants to go back to Changtianzong.

-

Changtianzong Mountain Gate.

Zhao Wan floated to the ground, nodded slightly in response to the gatekeeper's greeting, and then walked towards the gate on her own.

After stepping into the door and walking a few steps, he saw Zhu Yuansi coming towards him, as if he was about to go out, he stopped in front of him, saluted respectfully, and called "Jian Zun".

Zhao Wan agreed and planned to leave.

But Zhu Yuansi stopped him.

Zhao Wan turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Yuansi scratched his head, took out a message talisman from his bosom and handed it to him, and said in a low voice, "Jianzun, I'm going there."

They were talking about going to Shuangyuezong.

Zhao Wan nodded and said yes, and stretched out her hand to receive Zhu Yuansi's message talisman.

Seeing something, Zhu Yuansi suddenly became suspicious, and said in a panic, "Jianzun, you are injured!"

Zhao Wan subconsciously withdrew her hand to cover her lips, but Zhu Yuansi was clearly looking at her waist.

The wound was slightly torn, and the blood was filled with blood, which had already soaked through the outer robe, and was wiped by something, showing a shallow bloodstain.

He knew why.

It was Mo Mo's leg.

The enthusiasm that had finally subsided surged again, Zhao Wan turned around to avoid Zhu Yuansi's sight.

"No problem."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving Zhu Yuansi in a daze holding up the messenger talisman that he hadn't given out.

Sword Master seems to be blushing...

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