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

Three days later, Changqing sneaked up to the outermost wall, glanced around, but no one noticed him, and immediately jumped up and was about to climb to the top of the wall.

Seeing that he was about to jump out of the wall, a group of little devils suddenly appeared behind him, pulling his legs, feet and clothes one by one with his outstretched hands, trying his best to pull him down, chanting "" No."

"The lord has ordered that you are not allowed to leave the sect without permission, but the long-love deputy lord brought a letter from the lord?"

long love: ...

If he really existed, he wouldn't have to climb over the wall when he got here.

The little devils pulling with all their strength would not have affected him at all, and a little force was enough to break free.

But this is in the most normal state.

In order to ensure the effect of closing the sect, the Mozun tripled the number of guards and patrols, and left a whole set of magic weapons near the courtyard wall, not for anything but for arresting people.

Damn it, he still wondered if he could try his luck and slip out!

Looking up at the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed half of the sky red. What a beautiful time, but he couldn't go out!

Ok?

what is that?

A small black spot suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying straight towards here.

Changqing looked intently, and suddenly smiled.

Turning his eyes, he no longer struggled to be sentimental, and immediately retreated and jumped back into the sect, waving his hand in an attempt to disperse the more and more little devils, "I'm gone, I won't go out."

Gained a dozen pairs of suspicious eyes.

Changqing smiled helplessly, and said in his heart that this person who is dedicated to his duty is really hard to imagine that this is actually the demon sect who was afraid of chaos in the world in the past.

But how?

Mozun is worth it, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

Changqing had no choice but to point behind her, "There is a guest."

The little devil who is familiar with Changqing has already recognized what the expression on Changqing's face means, or in other words, even if he is not familiar with it, he can probably tell it, after all, it is so undisguised.

It is full of treacherous expectations and joys, which makes people shudder for no reason.

-

It was Zhao Wan who came here, and as soon as he landed, before he could knock on the barrier to call out the guards, the door opened suddenly, and among the crowd of little devils poking around, Changqing bent his charming fox eyes and said with a smile: "Rare customers."

Zhao Wan's deep eyes did not show any extra emotion, she quietly met Shang Changqing's gaze, "Excuse me."

Changqing said again: "I don't know why Sword Master came here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wan looked away from Changqing, and looked somewhere further back, "It's just some trivial matters."

Oh ~

Trivia.

Chang Qing stared at Zhao Wan closely, trying to see some flaws in Zhao Wan's expression, but unfortunately he underestimated Zhao Wan's expression management, not to mention the expression, his eyes were cold.

This is really, not frank!

Changqing stared at him seriously, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and the invisible lightning rushed straight at Zhaowan, but Zhaowan completely ignored him, and even the sparks failed to splash.

The little devils who were going to watch the play looked at Chang Qing in doubt, very puzzled.

What's wrong with these two?

To be honest, nothing.

It's just that the long-term love has not been able to go out for several days, and the desire to eat melons and watch the show is too eager, and it has no point, and it is completely unable to break through Zhaowan's defense.

Following Zhao Wan's line of sight, she glanced to the side, nodded her head knowingly, and her mood suddenly improved, "Then, do you have an appointment?"

Zhao Wan was slightly startled.

He seems to have forgotten about it.

In the past few days, Zhaowan had a lot of tasks, and the matter that he sent to deal with a few days ago finally came to fruition. He rushed over without even thinking about it when he was in a hurry.

This is his mistake.

Zhao Wan slowly shook his head.

Changqing raised her eyebrows slightly.

No, how can I not make an appointment?

At most, it will be a quarter of an hour until You hour, and Mozun is about to get off work, hey!

Unexpectedly, before he finished complaining on this side, Shen Motang's voice on the other side suddenly sounded in front of everyone.

"I called him, let him in."

Little devils, you look at me and I look at you, and there is no movement for a while.

Chang Qing was also stunned for a moment, seeing Zhao Wan's slightly puzzled eyes, suddenly understood something, smiled deeper, turned to look at the guard, "Open the door."

-

Mo Motang struggled for a long time, thinking that Zhaowan should be halfway there, and finally put down the clock he was tinkering with and walked out of the study, going along the path to meet Zhaowan halfway.

Contrary to expectations, Mo Motang kicked back and forth and walked halfway for a long time, but didn't see anyone.

Can Zhao Wan take other paths?

Mo Motang was really worried, so he released his consciousness to look for it, and sure enough, at the end of the road, he saw Zhao Wan... and the little devil surrounded by him.

Long love is also among them.

Mo Motang:? ? ?

Telling you to let people in is not telling you to run around with them!

Are you getting fatter or are you getting fatter?

Normally, you wouldn't be so close to Zhaowan at all, okay!

Mo Motang immediately had a bad premonition, she put her ears to listen, and it was Changqing who spoke.

"When did Master Jian make friends with our lord in private? Our lord has never taken the initiative to ask anyone out. Master Jian is unique!"

Zhao Wan slowly shook her head, "Don't be joking."

Changqing persevered and said: "I'm not joking, if you don't believe me, you can ask everyone, everyone knows."

The little devils around nodded their heads when they heard the sound.

"Anyway, I haven't seen it."

"Me neither, and the Lord rarely goes out, and often..."

The little devil was silent, but everyone knew afterwards that there was really nothing to say about arresting people or buying things.

There was a sound of echo.

Chang Qing looked at Zhao Wan again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Look."

Zhao Wan was speechless, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Shen Mo Tang standing in the middle of the road.

Reflected in the reddish maple leaves, the purple eyes are vivid and clear.

Changqing didn't expect Mo Motang to wait here, suddenly felt a little guilty, and said quickly: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, and the lord will leave."

Before Shen Motang could reply, Chang Qing had already turned around, but he did not forget to greet the onlookers to run together.

For a moment, there were only two people left looking at each other from a distance, and only the wind was heard.

The atmosphere was unspeakably embarrassing, Mo Motang slightly lowered his gaze, and said, "What's the matter with your injury?"

Zhao Wan slowly shook her head, "No problem, thank you Brother Shen for your concern."

The air suddenly cooled down, and Mo Motang racked his brains and didn't know what to say to end the embarrassment, so he simply turned around and said, "Then let's change places first? Don't stand here."

Zhao Wan nodded in response, and stepped up to follow Shen Mo Tang.

In a bush in the distance, long-term love pinches off a leaf.

That's it?

Can you say a few more words, how many days have passed, have you nothing to say?

Why do you have to whisper!

With a long sigh, he stood up from the bushes and stepped out, waved his hands casually and said, "Don't come later."

Several pairs of eyes flickered and blinked, and responded softly one after another, but did not move for the time being.

Changqing knew that they would disperse on their own after a while, so she didn't care about it, and followed the two who left in front carefully.

If there is no accident, they should go to the Lord's courtyard, after all, they are off work.

-

But Mo Motang made a long-term love by surprise.

He took Zhao Wan to the direction of the yard, but the destination was not the yard, but a small garden made of mustard seeds near the yard.

At this time, he was in a hurry to tidy up the flowers and trees that he hadn't finished.

Fake flowers and trees.

He didn't expect that Zhao Wan would come here at this moment, and the fake flowers and trees he piled randomly before were scattered all over the place, not to mention whether the fake flowers and trees he made could be faked, it seemed like It is really a deserted garden that no one cares about.

As for the purpose of this small garden.

Of course, in order to prevent him or Zhao Wan from forgetting, it was specially designed for Zhao Wan to eradicate allergens.

Cough, the above is true in one aspect, the main reason is that he really doesn't want to bring people to his yard at all.

Several accidents happened in the yard, obviously he didn't take Zhao Wan to the yard every time.

The main hall, living room, lawn, study, and even Song Bai's yard, but everything happens in his yard.

Are you saying it's weird?

Anyway, he was scared.

At least for the time being, he didn't want to be alone in his yard with Zhao Wan.

From this point of view, Zhao Wan is indeed unique. Mo Mo Tang, who is so unique that he can save trouble and never wants to trouble him, specially set up a place for him to meet alone.

Even though he had been dragging him for a few days, he still couldn't make it right, just like the clock he had clamored for early in the morning.

It was so easy to tidy up, Mo Motang turned around and stood still, showing a big smile and asking for credit: "How is it? Does it look good?"

Zhao Wan's gaze never shifted the slightest bit, she restrained all her sharpness and vigor, quietly embraced all of him in her eyes, and burst into a smile that seemed to have nothing.

"nice."

Ah, it was a smile, he read it right!

It's really a smile, and it's about to break through the smile in his eyes.

Zhao Wan can also laugh, but it's not quite as he imagined.

Ok?

Wait, why did you look at him and say that?

No, it won't.

Mo Motang panicked and avoided looking, pointing at the flowers and trees in the garden that could barely see the panorama, "It's those!"

Zhao Wan came back to her senses, the smile in her eyes dissipated in an instant, and her lowered eyes were stained with a bit of bewilderment and panic, and it took a long time before she finally responded:

"Ah."

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