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

Time has gradually entered October, and if the morning and evening dew in the mountains touches the body, it will already feel a little cold.

There are not many blooming flowers left in Mo Motang's yard, not to mention blooming, there are not many that are still hanging on.

Mo Motang struggled for a long time, but still couldn't get out of the bed.

The silver bracelet will bring him the most comfortable temperature, but it cannot resist a heart that is afraid of the cold.

Or a heart that wants to be lazy and escape.

The closed sect of the Shuangyue Sect ended the day before yesterday, and the carnival demons all ran out before they could get off work, breaking the record of leaving early in the Shuangyue Sect's history.

Although this has only been in history for more than two months.

Shen Motang could understand their feelings, so he acquiesced in their behavior, and even gave everyone a holiday before the noon break.

After all, it can really be said to be gratifying.

In the past one and a half months of closing the sect, except for a few little devils who tried to run away, of course they were finally caught back, there was nothing else!

Everyone sticks to their posts obediently and performs their duties. No matter how noisy they are, they will be within the scope of the Shuangyuezong, and no matter how much they fight, they will fight with their own family members. This really touched him.

But only until the end of the day.

The next day, that is, yesterday, the little devil who ran down the mountain to have a carnival was picked up by a bunch of people.

The time was early in the morning, and the scope was the little devils who were lazy and did not run far, and the disciples of Changtian Sect who were being watched near the Shuangyue Sect.

Dozens of little devils were tied into a string with ropes and paraded through the streets to show off to the public.

As for why it was paraded in the street, Mo Motang guessed that the disciples over there didn't catch the real offenders, and used these unlucky guys to demonstrate.

Oh, by the way, there is also our old acquaintance Hei Wu, who is still as big as a palm, and his legs are not so lame, but no matter what, the unlucky man is still standing.

He was also surprised, back then it was so painful to memorize the door rules one by one, why didn't he know how to obey them?

As for Chang Tianzong, it was not under his jurisdiction, so he didn't want to say anything, but sent people over to get them all back.

Thinking about the big head who hasn't heard the news yet, Mo Motang doesn't want to get up even more.

He really didn't want to face it.

So our Big Devil Shen, logically, skipped work.

Clearing his throat, Mo Motang began to record the message left in the study, the real message.

Suddenly, he noticed that a certain identification code entered Shuangyuezong, it was Zhu Yuansi.

Mo Motang was a little lost in thought, but he said the unreasonable reason for asking for leave without emotion on his mouth, and said twice to ask for a long-term love for urgent matters before he realized it and stopped.

After pinching the repeated part before releasing it, Mo Mo Tang picked up the quilt and covered his head.

Speaking of September alone, Zhu Yuansi came here seven or eight times every now and then, and the stay time ranged from a few hours to two or three days. Mo Motang doubted that last month Zhu Yuansi stayed at Shuangyuezong more than he stayed at Shuangyuezong. Long Tianzong's time.

but……

Zhaowan has no news so far.

Even if the gossip is like a long love, there is no way to reveal anything from Zhu Yuansi.

This is natural, after all, Zhu Yuansi himself doesn't know.

Why is it at such an important juncture?

Mo Motang closed her eyes, the ringtone lost its usual crispness and was a little impetuous.

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Another morning, Mo Motang wrote the last word, waited until the ink was dry, folded it into the envelope, pressed the mark belonging to the demon king, and handed it to the little demon who was about to go out for errands.

The little devil is actually not very small, and he still has some strength. If he ranks the devils of the Shuangyue Sect, he will probably be ranked very high.

Although the strength is not as good as those of the Dharma protectors, Sheng grew up in the business before falling into the devil, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, some things are entrusted to her, even better than Changqing.

It's like saying that when they have found a suitable shop, they urgently need a business license, that is, a business name.

The little devil took the envelope and smiled wantonly, "The Lord is waiting for my good news."

Mo Motang smiled back, "Be careful in everything."

The little devil responded, turned and left.

Mo Motang watched her meet up with the little devil waiting outside before disappearing from sight, and sighed for no reason.

It's not that I don't worry about them, but I'm a little worried about whether the other party will criticize them severely.

Mo Motang took a deep breath to calm down, and told himself again that it was okay.

All kinds of folk monks gathered in the Juanling Tower, not only in absolute neutrality, but also inclusive, in other words, there is no principle, as long as the money is in place, I believe it will not embarrass them.

But if Juan Linglou dared to bully his little devil, at worst he would not want that so-called firm.

Which world of cultivating immortals doesn't have many black markets?

If it doesn't work, he will go dark.

But before that, he would not allow Juanling Tower to cause harm to the innocent little devil.

Mo Motang opened his eyes, and there was a sharp flash in his eyes.

Of course, this was in a situation where there was a lot of trouble, and if possible, he didn't want to completely turn against Juan Linglou.

how to say?This organization has no secrets and is full of secrets. Even the original text did not unravel these secrets.

For example, who is the landlord, why can he always discover and grasp the situation of various secret realms at the first time, and how to win people's hearts as an intelligence organization and become the agent of Xuanlinji Commercial City?

Mozong is already on the opposite side and in a certain disadvantage in the world that advocates cultivating immortals. Let him spare him such things as adding enemies to himself.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Mo Motang was startled, almost dropped the writing brush in his hand, his heartbeat accelerated a lot, he hurriedly put the writing brush on the pen holder, and then looked up at the door.

It was Changqing who came, with a faint smile on his face, and his fox eyes stared at him quietly, "Sorry, I scared the Lord."

Mo Mo Tang waved his hand, "It's okay, what are you doing here?"

Changqing stepped inside, Shu Nian picked up the futon beside him and sat down, but felt that he was far away from him.

Mo Motang didn't care, how much he developed the habit showed that he still remembers to fight when he is in love, it might as well make him feel a little relieved.

Of course, it would be even better if you can remember the long-term relationship and stop making troubles in the future.

But at least for now, it seems unlikely.

Mo Motang had a bad premonition.

Changqing only took out a communication talisman from the mustard seed and handed it to him, signed by Zhu Yuansi.

And the content in it said that the overall atmosphere of Chang Tianzong was a bit serious recently, and Zhu Yuansi might not dare to come for the time being.

The atmosphere is serious.

Let him think about it, did any plot points happen in early October?

Well, generally there are not so many clear time points in books, even if there are, he can't remember them clearly, most of them are plot points.

So, give me another hint?

So Mo Motang looked at Chang Qing blankly, "This is?"

Chang Qing had been waiting for him to ask for a long time, and blurted out: "As the lord has seen, Chang Tianzong is under martial law recently."

Mo Motang nodded, still very puzzled.

Changqing immediately showed a smile, and there was a bit of satisfaction hidden in the depths of her winking eyes, "Your Majesty, why don't you guess why Changtianzong is suddenly under martial law?"

Mo Motang couldn't guess, and he didn't want to guess, but seeing Changqing's expression that he had done something bad, he felt flustered for no reason.

"Shouldn't it be..."

Changqing raised her eyebrows, and unconsciously leaned towards him, waiting for his follow-up.

Shen Motang raised his breath and retreated a little bit, and stopped breathing, "Who has sneaked in?"

After he finished speaking, he watched Changqing's expression change, and saw that Changqing smiled even more, and his heartbeat almost stopped at the same time.

"No way!"

Changqing had a close relationship with him for a while, and seeing that Shen Motang was about to stand up excitedly, he nodded unhurriedly and said, "Almost."

Mo Motang's eyes darkened, "Then..."

Changqing couldn't help laughing, and the fox eyes really showed a bit of a fox, "Someone sent false information in."

Mo Motang's eyes finally brightened a little, his brain was running fast, and he extracted key words and asked, "No one slipped in?"

Changqing nodded.

Mo Motang's eyes were finally cleared up, but his brain was still buzzing, "That is to say, someone pretended to sneak in?"

Changqing nodded again.

"Chang Tianzong still believes?"

Changqing still nodded, with a deep smile, "After all, it is a taboo disease, he sent some kind of infectious disease in."

Mo Motang was immediately stunned, if he heard correctly, the sickness, isn't it his family's four protectors?

The one that is completely difficult to communicate with is still a walking biochemical weapon.

This, this, this, this is okay?

How terrible is that infectious disease!

Changqing silently admired Mo Motang's shocked and amazed expression. Although this matter had nothing to do with him except that he asked him if he wanted to go out together and was rejected, it aroused his urge to go out, but The long love at this time is still a joy from the bottom of my heart.

If he had known this before, he should have followed the disease closely, and then added some material to the disease. When the news came back, it might be so exciting.

Mo Motang's heart is also very exciting. After the initial shock, it was the calmness after connecting with the protagonist Shou in the original text who stood up in the crowd of sick people and gained the favorability of everyone.

I can't help feeling that the menacing flu in the book actually came about like this.

Taboo disease is really worthy of my name, there are two brushes.

After calming down, there was a chill rising from the soles of the feet, and an unspeakable panic.

Mo Motang suddenly pulled out the messenger talisman, wrote "quickly return" in big characters, and sent it out in a hurry.

Changqing realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Motang quickly said a few names, they were the little devils who were almost able to meet Changqing face to face, that is, the little devils who went to Juanling Tower.

Changqing didn't react and couldn't understand the connection.

Shen Motang took a slow breath, his abyss-like purple eyes fixed on Chang Qing's eyes, and said quietly: "There are people from Chang Tianzong in Juan Ling Tower."

Changqing was not very surprised by this. This is already an open secret. All sects will do this. Two or three people will contain and use the Juanling Tower.

But he knew that Mo Mo Tang's point was not here, he understood Mo Mo Tang's meaning.

At the moment when Chang Tianzong's epidemic is getting worse, those little devils who apply for a business name will be very dangerous.

Not talking about the risk of contracting the disease, but saying that it is very likely that they will be eradicated by the insiders of the Changtian sect who have inspired hatred towards the demon cultivator.

As time passed, Mo Motang became more and more restless, he did not receive a reply, and there was no sign of them turning back within the scope of his consciousness.

So he looked at Changqing, "Go and protect them."

Changqing was slightly startled, and then smiled, "Don't worry, my lord, leave it to me."

After speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving only Shen Motang staring at the futon still in place in a daze.

After a while, Shen Motang adjusted his expression and walked out of the study.

He is going to see a doctor.

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Taboo disease: I suspect that someone is praising me behind my back