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

Early September.

The general election of Changtianzong disciples.

A large number of monks gathered at the foot of the Changtianzong mountain gate. The mountain gate had just opened, and the representatives of the disciples from each peak appeared one by one and lined up along the periphery of the venue.

The blue and white practice uniforms are exquisite and capable, with a hint of coercion. They will be responsible for unexpected situations in the general election.

Afterwards, a small number of peak masters came with the suzerain. After all, it was the first test, and most peak masters were not interested.

The chattering and bustling venue just now fell silent, as if the first test had already begun.

This is the annual grand event of the Changtian Sect, a cruel event for most monks.

Changtianzong has extremely strict requirements for the selection of disciples. Regardless of age and talent, there are not many things that need to be assessed.

According to the situation in previous years, among the thousands of people present, I am afraid that only a few hundred can pass.

But this does not affect Changtianzong's attraction to the monks at all. The expression that appears most here is admiration.

The admiration for Chang Tianzong, the admiration for Jian Zun.

It's just that something went wrong. In previous years, Sword Master, who would appear at the top early in the morning and never leave the sight of everyone, is still missing now that the general election is about to start.

The monks gradually began to talk a little bit, and more or less gathered a little bit of disappointment.

Many people came for Sword Master.

The closure of the mountain formation officially began, and when the closure of the formation was complete, the general election of disciples would officially begin, and the monks who had not yet attended were thus disqualified from participating in the general election.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the monks in the field raised their heads one after another, only to see figures shining like stars coming with their swords.

Wait, why two people?

Everyone's exclamations came one after another, Zhao Wan had already hovered in the middle of the venue, put down the little monk who had taken him along the way, and turned to leave amidst the little monk's thanks.

The little monk could hardly stand on his own, and immediately staggered, but he still stood still with the help of the monk next to him.

A slightly apologetic smile appeared on the quiet and bright face, but it instantly caught the eyes of several people around.

If Mo Motang was lucky enough to see this scene, he would recognize that this little monk who was lucky enough to let Zhao Wan take him on the road was the protagonist in the original text, Yue Xingxun.

I will also be surprised to find that unlike the original text where Zhao Wan and Yue Xingxun share the same sword, Zhao Wan shared a share of spiritual power with Yue Xingxun's sword, even though Yue Xingxun is at the moment as described in the original text weak.

Although it wasn't because of encountering jealousy, it was a chance that Yue Xingxun could not enjoy for the time being.

In one sense, the plot has indeed changed, but in another sense, the plot has not changed much.

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Early September.

The Shuangyue sect is still closed.

Mo Motang took the melon seeds from Changqing, and watched Hei Wu, who had finally cultivated the leopard print through unremitting efforts recently, limping around the table to report what he had learned.

Whether it's the black mist or the long-term love brought to people by the excitement early in the morning, there is a bit of pride and expectation on the face.

In the end, Mo Motang lived up to everyone's expectations and nodded in praise: "Not bad."

It's really good, it's only been half a month, and it's already comparable to the level of second and third grade pupils.

Mo Motang poked Hei Wu's furry head, then looked at Chang Qing, "Keep going."

With a long smile, he said: "Understood, the Lord..."

There is no need for Changqing to finish talking, Mo Motang can already guess what Changqing wants to say, these days, the purpose of coming to him every few days can be said to be this.

——Changqing wants to go out.

Not for anything important.

Mo Motang didn't want to refuse directly, "If you are bored, just play in the Zongzhong, there will always be someone out of thousands of people who wants to be together."

The long-term love momentarily had a heart attack, "My lord, how could it be the same?"

Shen Motang looked away, waved his hand lightly to let the black mist leave first, and said: "In special times, it can be the same."

Hei Wu obediently jumped off the table, waved his little paws to bid farewell to the two of them one by one, and ran away.

Changqing followed Shen Motang and watched Heiwu walk out of the study, the expression on his face suddenly collapsed, with a bit of dissatisfaction, "It's been too long."

Mo Motang didn't think so, and even felt that the effect was surprisingly good.

Zhu Yuansi came here every now and then, coupled with the fact that the sect was closed, so that Mi Ju had no thought of going out at all.

The same is true for most people in Zongzhong.

Although he set the payday to the middle of the month, and the middle of the month is followed by the closure of the sect, the devils can't go out to spend their wages after they get their wages.

But it was very different from someone who came to him from time to time to ask him for permission, and also planned to climb over the wall and go out.

Mo Motang glanced at Changqing, but ignored him.

Speaking of which, if the general election of Changtianzong's disciples started smoothly today, the plot point of the protagonist Shou and Mien's jealousy should have passed.

Mo Motang was still a little uneasy, always felt that his actions seemed too subjective, although there was an original background, but everything that happened here was clearly true.

Then, would the real Miu and the real protagonist Shou want to meet without interference?

Mo Motang didn't know.

Changqing knew that Mo Motang was determined to refuse to approve his permission, and even started to lose his mind.

Mo Motang was caressing a piece of jade pendant unconsciously, it was round and emerald in color, and more importantly, it looked familiar.

Chang Qing remembers that the place where the jade pendant first appeared was on Zhao Wan's body.

The conjecture that was almost formed came to mind again, and Changqing simply gave up going out, and instead paid attention to the movement inside the door, and said: "My lord."

Mo Motang came back to his senses, "No."

Changqing's smile froze for a moment, and he said quickly: "No, no, I won't go out, it's something else."

Mo Motang stopped immediately, and looked suspiciously at Changqing, "What's the matter?"

Changqing caught a glimpse of the faint confusion in Shen Motang's purple eyes, and unconsciously asked in a low voice: "My lord, how many times did Zhao Wan come to deliver it, is it really the house deed?"

Mo Motang didn't really want to answer.

The main reason is that he feels that Changqing is asking questions knowingly.

On that day, the day the two officially became friends, Mo Motang finally rejected the house deed that Zhao Wan handed over.

If it's personal, he can't accept it.

He didn't know with what capacity Zhao Wan got the house deed, but no matter what his status was, it would never be as a demon cultivator.

Some things must be done by Shuangyuezong.

He had thought about whether to hide his identity and infiltrate among mortals to do business, and there were not a few devils who were good at hiding their aura, so logically speaking, he would never worry about whether he could eat or not.

But this is not the result he wants.

Hiding it is not the style of a devil at all, and they are doing legal business in an upright manner, so why hide it.

They didn't even take the lives of monsters at will.

That being the case, if someone picked up Zhao Wan from behind, he couldn't believe what kind of scene was waiting for him, or Zhao Wan.

After considering it comprehensively for a long time, Mo Motang pushed it back again.

Obviously Zhao Wan was not willing to accept it like this, and after that day, he would come to Shuangyuezong almost every day, bringing a completely different house deed to find fault with him.

Those who didn't know thought that Zhao Wan had changed his career.

That's not counting, the main thing is that Zhao Wan came whenever he came, and every time he got stuck at the time when he got off work, if he didn't see Zhao Wan was full of dust and dust every day, he would feel that Zhao Wan was doing it on purpose.

It can be seen that Zhao Wan really tried his best, otherwise he wouldn't be so precise, and it was just when he was planning to give up drinking recently, he suddenly became interested and started making dinner for himself.

Unable to resist the way Zhao Wan looked at him, Mo Motang could only do it with two heads.

As for why there are only two heads.

Cough, of course it's because Mo Motang doesn't really know how to do anything, and he didn't blow up the kitchen because of his high strength.

Similarly, the reason why the two were not poisoned was because of their high cultivation.

Under such circumstances, there really was no one, let alone people, and the little devil would not dare to step forward.

Even so, the little devils became bolder day by day, and some of them were able to say hello when they saw Zhao Wan.

As a result, there are more and more little devils who are curious to probe, and it is impossible to guard against, and the truth of Zhao Wan's purpose of coming here has spread.

It even became more and more outrageous, and there was a saying that Zhao Wan actually came to propose marriage.

Although this statement seems outrageous, it is actually outrageous.

If Zhaowan really came here to propose marriage, wouldn't he become the father-in-law to be fawned upon?

Back and forth, Mo Mo Tang almost had the scene of Zhao Wan bringing someone to him and calling him father-in-law in his mind.

Then I got goosebumps all over my body.

Not good, he can't accept it.

This scenario should never happen.

Gradually, the rumors actually took place in some specific direction, about him.

Mo Motang couldn't bear to listen, and was just about to spread a rumor, but all kinds of rumors disappeared overnight.

Combined with the three words "Leave it to me" sent to him by Changqing, Mo Motang guessed that his "Fifth Guardian" was working.

As for the person in charge of our "Fifth Guardian".

Mo Motang looked at Changqing, "It's the deed."

The smile on Changqing's face suddenly became lively, and he said excitedly: "Then, is the Lord going to move out with him?"

Mo Motang: "?"

Mo Motang: "What?"

Changqing showed an expression of "I understand", and said with a smile, "Zhaowan, isn't this house prepared for the Lord?"

Mo Motang frowned, "Take it back before I get angry."

Changqing stretched out her index finger and shook it, "Your Majesty, don't shy away, I support you."

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about Mo Motang, you wish you could beat Chang Qing violently.

The overflowing cold anger stabbed Chang Qing's spine, Chang Qing shuddered, and suddenly changed his words: "Just kidding."

It's almost there!

Mo Motang calmed down, knowing that it would not do him any good to hide it, and said bluntly, "It's a shop."

I was taken aback for a long time, "Huh?"

In an instant, he reacted again, "Huh?"

Mo Motang nodded slowly, confirming Changqing's thoughts.

Changqing also nodded, his eyes turned around, and his smile was instantly tinged with a bit of shrewdness.

Mo Motang sighed, suddenly feeling how feeble his explanation was.

So he decided to prove it with actions.

He blasted out the long love.

The author has something to say:

Babes, I'm back o3o

Cough, I forgot the timing, I know I was wrong woo woo woo