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

Long love can't hide the loss in his eyes, but this sentence also indirectly proves that he doesn't have to run away for the time being.

Is this something to be happy about?

Obviously, for Changqing, it is not.

This kind of thing that does not necessarily happen in itself is not a harvest.

Changqing wanted to ask a question again, but was interrupted by Mo Motang on the spot.

"I'll give you a task."

Changqing blinked and didn't want to answer, but Mo Motang's attitude was very clear, he couldn't refuse, so he had to say: "My lord, please speak."

It sounded a little weak.

Mo Motang saw through the routine of Changqing, and without even thinking about it, he directly assigned tasks to people, "Let the nearby abandoned villages live in masters."

Changqing didn't react for a while, and after a long while, he finally found his brain and mouth, "Did I hear correctly?"

Mo Motang nodded, "That's right."

Changqing was so surprised that he even forgot what the gossip was, and his speech speed was a little faster, "No, Lord, why? How long has the village been abandoned, how can people still live there!"

Mo Motang's rare distance away was not because of Changqing's approach, but because of Changqing's sudden loudness, which made him feel relieved for no reason.

But this insignificant comfort was not enough to change his mind, Mo Mo Tang rationalized his thoughts, and decided to talk to Chang Qing one by one.

It is hard to say that the Shuangyue Sect is truly united internally, but the outside world is exactly the same hostile to the Shuangyue Sect. If something unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before the Shuangyue Sect is defeated.

They have to win over some people.

Letting people live in the abandoned village is just the beginning. They also need to protect the people in the village, deal with the villagers well, and coexist with them from generation to generation.

Even if something really happened, it would still be able to win a little life for those little devils who were in a daze and hadn't done anything bad.

Mo Mo Tang became more and more excited while talking, but Changqing's expression on the other side became more and more ugly. It was so ugly that Mo Mo Tang had to notice, and paused, asking "what's the matter".

Changqing unconsciously gritted his teeth and said: "I don't want to hear my lord explain the funeral."

It was Shen Tang's turn to be dumbfounded.

How can it be said that it is an account of the funeral?

When did he say he was almost gone?

No!

What a wonderful thing, it's outrageous to be misinterpreted by Changqing like this!

Mo Motang endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back and spat: "You are, no, I live a good life, don't curse me!"

Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the usually cunning fox eyes did not see any charm at this moment, only a bit of permeating coldness remained, "But as long as the Lord is there, no one dares to touch the Shuangyue Sect."

Mo Motang opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Changqing thought that Mo Motang knew that he was wrong, so he couldn't help but relax, and just wanted to continue, but Mo Mo Tang opened his mouth at this moment.

"What about the little devil who was caught in July?"

Long love: "..."

Mo Motang continued: "There are also those who were arrested and paraded in the streets a few days ago."

Long love: "..."

Mo Motang: "You were chased by Zhao Wan."

Long love: "..."

Mo Motang: "Zhao Wan and the disciples of Chang Tianzong are watching outside."

Long love: "..."

Mo Motang: "We asked for a business name and were rejected."

Long love: "..."

Long love: "I know, I will do it!"

Mo Motang nodded in relief, this is what he wanted.

Changqing let out a foul breath, and for a while, she couldn't restore her previous look at all. She looked very serious, not like Changqing at all.

Shen Mo Tang was used to seeing Changqing cheerfully watching the show, and felt very uncomfortable for a while, and couldn't help feeling that the habit was terrible.

Changqing was almost adjusted, even though the expression didn't change much, the lines of the face still changed greatly, as if he changed a person in an instant.

Before Mo Motang had time to feel emotional, Changqing asked aloud: "About the people who live in, does the Lord have any requirements?"

Would it be too casual to say no?

Mo Motang thought for a while, and still made a point, "Alive."

Changqing burst out laughing, and couldn't stop laughing for a while, even laughing so hard that he couldn't talk to him.

Seeing that Mo Motang suddenly became suspicious, he suspected that he had said something funny.

After a while, Changqing was finally able to speak, met his gaze with winking eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems a little difficult."

He said deliberately: "It is much harder to find a living person than a dead one."

Mo Motang became agitated.

This is the truth!

yeah yeah yeah!

If I don't mention it, are you planning to turn the village into a cemetery?

No fooling around!Fooling prohibited!

This matter is very serious, no such jokes are allowed!

Why don't you bring out the seriousness just now?

I can bear it if I'm not used to it, but I can't bear it if I really make a cemetery!

Mo Motang frowned slightly, clearly expressing disbelief on his face, "Tell me you're joking."

The smile on the corners of Changqing's brows and eyes deepened, "Of course."

Shen Motang let out a long sigh of relief.

But Changqing added at this time: "After all, the one who practiced corpse way would not allow this kind of village to exist."

It's okay if you don't add it, but once you add it, Shen Motang's mind starts to wander around.

What do you mean?

If you are in the corpse way, you can control the corpse.

So, looking for the dead is not to build a grave village, but to build a zombie village?

The kind of zombie with stiff joints and mechanical movements?

Not very good.

Not great!

How can you do that kind of thing in this worldview?

Although I don't know who "that one" is, you deserve a compliment.

At this time, in the back mountain, someone sneezed suddenly, and was so startled that he threw down the brush and took the powder away from the table, but he was still half a beat too late, and the blown powder hit his face.

Sickness and anger came from it, and the porcelain plate used to hold the powder was crushed with a click.

"If you don't like to use it, just say it, don't beat around the bush and destroy my stuff!"

The man was startled, and hastily apologized to his illness, the exposed skin was abnormally bluish white.

And the face that has been powdered is as rosy as a stranger.

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Mo Mo Tang seemed to have received greetings from someone, his nose suddenly felt a little itchy, he stretched out his hand to rub it, and at the same time waved his hands away.

"I'm fine, you can go if you're fine."

Long-term love but not moving, even wishing to drag the futon closer, "There is something to do."

Mo Motang put down his hand, looked at Chang Qing in doubt, "What's the matter?"

Changqing smiled immediately, "Can I find someone to do this together?"

Mo Motang was startled, and tried to think about the possibility of Changqing completing it alone, then quickly shook his head in his heart.

In any case, it is not a task that can be completed by one person.

It is not enough to just find people to live in. In addition to finding people, houses and roads need to be repaired. Obtaining food is also a problem.

No matter how you think about it, it's a hassle.

But he didn't think that if he didn't say anything, Changqing would not find someone to do things with him.

I thought there was some kind of ghost idea.

Mo Motang doesn't care about the idea of ​​long love, as long as it doesn't involve him, then he can pretend that he doesn't know.

Although the facts do not really know.

Heck, that's not the point.

The point is that Changqing doesn't really seem to want to drag him into the water, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I will leave it to you."

Changqing smiled immediately: "Then can I find a person in charge?"

principal?

Oh, I see, I want to touch fish for a long time.

Mo Motang is well versed in the way of fishing, and he also knows what he has to go directly to Changqing to arrange the pressure on Changqing (Forget it, let’s cross this out, he doesn’t think Changqing’s state seems to be any pressure ).

In short, he thinks it's okay, and even wants to ask Changqing why he doesn't make arrangements for himself. Isn't that how he usually comes here?

Wait, does that prove that this time is different?

Mo Motang suddenly had a bad feeling, "Just tell me, who is it?"

The long-lasting smile is even worse, "Looking for jealousy."

Indeed, Mijiu is not the type who will respond to a long greeting.

Silent Tang nodded clearly.

But this is not the end, and the long-term love made an inch: "Can the Lord directly issue tasks to him? He won't listen to me."

You know it too.

"You know that too."

Changqing was slightly startled.

Mo Motang blinked to hide his embarrassment, he didn't intend to say it, but after thinking about it, he thought it was not impossible.

Anyway, it is very close to Shuangyuezong, so it should not be reluctant to go out.

Speaking of which, there was so much commotion in the sect in the past two days, and no one was seen.

Mo Motang took out the messenger talisman and wrote down Ren's letter, and asked Xiang Changqing while sending it out, "Is he busy recently? I haven't seen him yet."

Changqing sighed helplessly, and pointed to Houshan, "He's been practicing recently, thinking about how to continue teaching his little apprentice."

Mo Motang failed to grab the tail of the communication talisman, so he could only hope for long-term love and asked, "Will you disturb him?"

Changqing shook his head, and vowed: "I don't think so."

Mo Motang: "?"

Well, now he felt more likely to do so.

The author has something to say:

Yes Gagen (loud

By the way, the four guardians are all together, but Tangtang didn't think it was because most people don't know the situation of the second guardian, let's write the details later