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

He finally met Mo Motang.

Curled up into a small ball, her cheeks were very red, and her tears continued.

It seemed that he had dreamed of something, his brows were furrowed, and his teeth were clenched.

He heard countless ravings and cries mixed in the turbid devilish energy, all from this person who was trying to restrain himself, from uncontrollable tears.

Zhao Wan couldn't help getting closer, carefully wiped away the overflowing emotions, and said in a very light tone, "It's okay, Tangtang."

However, under the fingertips, the tears lost control in an instant, turbulent like a flood, immediately wet the long eyelashes, flooded the corners of the eyes, and disappeared into the deep darkness.

Zhao Wan panicked all of a sudden, moved her finger away in a panic, paused, and took the medicine from her bosom in a panic.

The medicine is like smoke, and the moment it is opened, it disperses the magic energy, and moves to Shen Motang's body little by little.

The sound of breathing became much calmer immediately.

Zhao Wan breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, but still didn't take out the little gourd that he had entrusted to him.

If you just collected the so-called sickness, how much difference would it make if you put it in front of Shen Motang and put it on him?

Mo Motang's voice in the demonic energy still flowed into his ears from all directions, and the tone changed quietly, gradually overlapping with his familiar voice.

"I've been working really hard."

"Isn't the repayment day tomorrow?"

"I'm so tired."

Zhao Wan was stunned, she sat down on the edge of the bed without words, hesitated for a long time, and stretched out her hand to cover Mo Mo Tang's.

The hand holding the jade pendant was too hard, as if he wanted to pinch the jade pendant into his palm, Zhao Wan's heart throbbed in pain, he didn't understand why.

But his intuition made him say, "Relax, okay?"

No response.

Tears were still dripping down, falling into the deep pools in his eyes, causing ripples layer upon layer.

Zhao Wan couldn't bear to look any further, looked towards the direction of the window in the dark, and said slowly: "Have you ever been to Double Star Sea? It's at the junction of the three states.

I heard that it is very beautiful there, the water is calm, the flowers are endless, and at night, the lake will cover the whole sky.

I've heard people call it the most beautiful eye in the world, but I don't really believe it, the most beautiful eye I've ever seen..."

The clear purple eyes appeared in his mind, and then disappeared in a flash.

In the darkness, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the tips of his ears were stained red, but he didn't notice it, "But, can you go with me? Let me prove it to you."

The tensed hands eased a little.

Zhao Wan turned her gaze to look at Shen Motang, her breathing was already steady.

He himself was momentarily thrown into disarray.

Those words just now didn't even pass through his brain, and for a moment, he couldn't tell how much of the words were true or false.

but……

He really started looking forward to it.

Zhaowan's breathing stagnates.

The sound in his ears gradually stopped, and the faint fluorescence from the jade pendant finally broke through the tightly clenched fingers and reflected on his fingertips, illuminating the small wounds, with reddish spots.

The curled body follows the relaxed fingers, little by little, no longer tense.

Mo Motang suddenly opened his palm and held his hand, interlocking his fingers, tender and cherishing.

Tears were slowly brewing for a long time, finally converging into drops and falling on eyelashes, Shen Mo Tang gently pressed his hot forehead to the hands of the two of them, and muttered dreamily: "Is there any more?"

Zhao Wan knew that he hadn't woken up.

Even so, he nodded heavily, "A lot."

Mengshating on Wolong Reef, Jiesuobo on Chufengyu, Dongzhenluan on Xinghuyan, Rumengzhang on Baique Island, and many other places with beautiful scenery and their own characteristics.

Zhaowan tentatively asked, "Is there any place Tangtang wants to go?"

Moment Tang, who was unconscious, shook his head slightly, "It's very expensive to go out."

Zhaowan thought of all the voices she heard, and said decisively: "If there is me, I will pay."

Mo Motang still shook his head, "It's too difficult to pay back."

Zhaowan fell into silence for an instant, but Mo Motang's breathing became evenly long, and he fell asleep.

Zhao Wan came back to her senses, looking at the hands tightly held by the two, an answer was ready to come out.

That was the answer he had been looking for for a long time.

-

Mo Motang had a long, long dream.

But rather than a dream, Mo Motang prefers to call it his past, the past of his previous life.

His parents died young, leaving huge gambling debts and arrears, threats from debt collectors, besieging, and beatings, he experienced one by one, and suffered one by one, and then died suddenly on a certain day when the debts were about to be paid off.

Silent Tang laughed silently.

Indeed, sometimes life is such an irony.

But he does not complain, he has not received the love of his parents, but he has received a lot of help, so much that he is willing to work overtime to pay off his debts, so that he can use his spare energy as soon as possible to repay the kindness.

It's just that he was really scared when the debt collector threatened to gouge out his eyes to pay off the debt.

Of course, I didn't take it seriously. This is thanks to the rule of law society.

Despite the fear and profoundness, Mo Motang's memory is still a lot fuzzy, a lot unclear.

only...

The only thing that should make him forget when he's unconscious is terribly clear.

Mo Motang almost couldn't hold back his breath, forcibly slowed down his breathing, and carefully loosened his tightly clasped knuckles, but he couldn't control his bursting blush.

Do you think he wants to doubt Sanlian?

Do not!

no need!

Because he remembers everything, whether it's the scene or the dialogue, it's vivid in his memory, okay?

Apart from the fact that he didn't believe he did it, there was absolutely no way to refute it.

But he forgot who he was holding, it was Zhao Wan, could this little trick escape Zhao Wan's eyes?

Of course not.

Zhao Wan's tone has changed, a significant change, almost including all the joy, but extremely restrained and forbearing, he asked tentatively: "Brother Shen?"

Ah, there is no need to change your words so quickly.

But since he had been discovered and woke up, there was no point in pretending any longer, Shen Mo Tang let go of Zhao Wan's hand, and looked up at the source of the voice blankly, "Huh?"

Zhao Wan glanced at her hand, feeling imperceptibly disappointed, but she still withdrew her hand naturally and said, "Is there any discomfort?"

Mo Motang shook his head slowly, suddenly realized something, quickly covered his face, and immediately put a cleansing technique under the hood, washing away the tears that might still remain.

Zhao Wan was slightly startled, and said again: "Really?"

Mo Motang hurriedly nodded, and then propped himself up to sit up, looking around, there were only two of them in the room.

Zhao Wan understood, and lightly pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate, "The enchantment is still there."

He mobilized his spiritual sense to take a look. The three circles outside the gate were tightly packed. The little devils waited anxiously all night, scratching their heads and discussing.

Mo Motang was not in the mood to listen to what they were saying, and only withdrew his consciousness in an instant, probably because he had just recovered, and he felt tired after a little movement.

However, can this enchantment be expanded?

It's all spread outside the yard.

and many more.

Doesn't this thing block everything?

Shen Motang's mind buzzed, and he looked at Shang Zhaowan suspiciously, "Then how did you come here?"

Zhao Wan lowered her eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Brother Shen, for your trust."

He put it in by himself?

No, isn't this thing passively triggered?How did you do it?

Mo Motang took a closer look at Zhao Wan, and finally found the difference.

He didn't bring a weapon, he didn't have a bodyguard, and his cultivation and cultivation base couldn't be seen. It was probably temporarily locked, that is to say, except for his physical strength, he was almost the same as ordinary people.

He wanted to kill him easily.

Zhao Wan was almost courting death.

Mo Motang suddenly became a little confused, the thunder in his mind crackled and exploded.

There was a booming explosion here, but Zhao Wan's hand with many wounds was suddenly noticed in front of his eyes.

Not only the hands, but the exposed skin had scratches everywhere, no blood stains were seen, but the flesh was obviously cut open, but the clothes should be a cassock, which played a proper protective role without any damage.

Ah, sure enough, the face is scratched, how could this be!

Feelings of regret welled up spontaneously, Mo Motang resisted the pain in his heart and said: "Your injury..."

Zhaowan immediately lowered her hands, "No problem."

Mo Motang wished he could hug Zhao Wan's face and smooth out the wounds one by one. In fact, he almost did so. Fortunately, when his outstretched hand was about to touch Zhao Wan, something happened in Zhao Wan's eyes. This change is full of tension and doubts.

This made him wake up suddenly.

But it was even more suspicious to retreat too close, so he forcibly reversed the direction and turned his hands to Zhao Wan's shoulders, fearing that there would be wounds in the covered area, so he released the force extremely lightly.

"I'll get you some medicine later."

Zhao Wan nodded blankly, "Thank you."

Mo Motang quickly withdrew his arms and let out a long breath.

so close.

This face is really too dangerous!

Mo Mo Tang didn't have the energy to open the barrier for the time being, so she first searched for Zhao Wan's medicine in her mustard seeds, and Mo Mo filled the whole room.

Zhao Wan was still sitting on the edge of the bed, his back was facing him at this time, there was no other reason, it was Mo Mo Tang who refused to let Zhao Wan leave.

After all, it is easy to leave and difficult to come back, and it is even more worthless to tear the wound open.

He is not very clear about the functions of many things in mustard seeds, and it takes a lot of time to find them one by one according to his memory.

He wanted to try to relieve Zhao Wan's pain, but Zhao Wan refused, saying that there was no pain at all.

Thinking about it, Mo Motang suddenly said: "You are here, what's the matter?"

Zhao Wan's back tensed for a moment, and she slowly shook her head, "I have received a call for help."

Then, he informed the cause and effect, and concealed the small gourd of taboo disease, which is also one of the conditions for taboo disease.

It is a communication talisman issued by the little devil in Zongzhong.

This, this how can find Zhaowan to go there?

Silent Tang's mind buzzed.

But listening to Zhao Wan talking, he suddenly remembered, sickness, virus, Chang Tianzong!

God, why is this still happening!

Embarrassed and lightly coughing, Mo Motang probed again: "I heard Mijiu say that Zhu Yuansi can't go out recently, what happened?"

Zhaowan has been locked up in the precept room for more than a month, and he is not aware of the situation in Zongzhong, but the number of Zhaoling asking him if he knows his mistakes has indeed decreased a lot in recent days.

In the end, Zhao Wan still shook her head, "I don't know."

"I know."

Zhao Wan was slightly startled.

Mo Motang decided to confess, "It's a taboo disease, he let some kind of infectious disease enter Changtianzong."

Zhao Wan turned her head.

Mo Motang avoided his gaze, "I will let him come up with the antidote."

Zhao Wan nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Shen."

Mo Motang shook his head slowly, took out the wound medicine he found from the mustard seeds, handed the medicine bottle directly to Zhao Wan, found where his gaze fell, and met him unreasonably.

"So Ah Wan, why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

Zhao Wan looked away, and then looked back after a while, looking at the face she hadn't seen for a long time, the purple eyes that had regained their vitality, her ears turned red.

The beautifully shaped lips tried to open several times, but there was still no sound.

Silently calling out the name that was called out presumptuously when people were in danger.

——Tangtang.

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