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

Mo Motang received a message talisman.

The paper is a light water color, with some kind of special logo printed on it, which he has never seen before.

Mo Motang hesitated whether to guess the source on the spot, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he could only guess Zhaowan.

But it must not be Zhaowan.

Zhaowan had never used such obviously impersonal things with him, and, even if he didn't know which company the sign belonged to, it was not Chang Tianzong's.

Could it be from another sect?

Silent Tang was silent for a moment.

Well, he doesn't remember either.

At the beginning, I had conversations with many sects for the sake of the little devil, but few of them specially pressed the gate emblem of the sect on the communication talisman.

Not to mention it is still this color, if he really wants to, he must be impressed.

It would be useless to guess any more, Mo Motang turned over and over to make sure that there were no traps in this thing other than its special appearance, and then opened it cautiously.

The moment the content inside was presented, Mo Motang was so shocked that he almost stood up on the spot.

It wasn't because of the content. His attention was not on the content at all, and he couldn't even see what was written in the content.

It's about the signature.

After the small characters "Jianlinglou Louzhu" are written in two columns, there are two big characters immediately after it - "Linglou".

Dare to love "lou" is your name!

How can you choose your name so casually!

Ah, no, that's not the point.

Mo Motang rubbed his eyes in disbelief, not sure if he was dazzled.

But if his eyes were alright, how would this, how would this be explained?

Juan Bell Tower?

Or the unknown landlord?

Even told him his name without hesitation?

Just kidding, when he thought about it in the morning, this person really appeared in front of him?

Mind reading or future prediction?

And this signature, specifically referring to the word "Linglou", why is it so unique?

The golden light is so bright that it almost blinds Shen Motang's eyes.

It seems to be intended to attract his attention, and only the signature is in gold ink.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would be blind, so he used Zhu Mo to press a...fingerprint on the name?

Mo Motang gasped, it would be better to let him go blind, it's all the same!

Where is it stipulated that the signature should be fingerprinted?No, then why do you want to do this special thing.

Also, the legendary owner of the extremely mysterious Juanling Tower wrote him a letter?

I can't wait to cover half a page with my name, because I'm afraid he will be blocked as a harassing text message?

Well, then you put your signature outside!

Put it in, he should throw it or he will throw it!

Shen Motang calmed down his frightened heartbeat, took a deep breath and gathered his strength to break his eyes away from the signature, trying to alleviate his surprise through the content.

If you can't relieve it, just pretend he didn't say anything.

After all, a mysterious person who has almost never been active, spent a lot of time to deliver the communication talisman to him, for fear that he would not notice and write such a signature so that no one would think that he was planning to discuss the weather with you.

Mo Motang thought that he was well prepared psychologically, but when he saw it, he still couldn't help doubting his eyes.

The landlord said that he hoped to have a face-to-face discussion with him about the business name.

negotiable...

Didn't this really come to ask him about the truth?

Fortunately, he thought that the landlord had already told him generously that the store was ready, and he was waiting for him to send someone to pick it up.

In this case, let alone send someone, he would be happy to let him pick it up in person.

The result is this?

Negotiable?

Mo Motang almost couldn't help calling a few more people over to analyze with him what this thing is.

Just when he had just confirmed the candidate and planned to call someone, the handwriting on the summoning talisman seemed to have suddenly touched water, and it faded away in a moment.

But what disappeared was only the handwriting. The smeared ink slowly moved away and transformed into a map by itself, and the unassuming gold ink signature and vermilion handprint happened to be on a certain position on the map.

——Junior Bell Tower Headquarters.

He might not be able to recognize it in other places, but the headquarters has distinct features because it is an island independent of the Xuanlinji sea area.

With such instructions, it can only be the address where the landlord invited him.

Mo Motang put down the messenger talisman and looked at the door, the autumn wind was bleak and there was no one there.

He knew that there was a little devil squatting nearby, but if he didn't go out of the house and release his consciousness, the place would be empty, as if he was the only one.

Mo Motang sighed, and looked at the map again. The silver bracelet suddenly clicked, and the ink on the paper was transferred immediately, changing the layout of the entire map.

Now, the signature and fingerprints belong to Shuangyuezong.

Mo Motang grabbed a lot of formations, mixed with his own voice, and stuffed the paper communication symbols one by one until the color of the paper changed from water to lavender.

As for the emblem of the Bell Tower above, Mo Motang added two small crescents to it one by one, as a small protest.

In the end, Mo Motang forcibly reconstructed this communication talisman, reconstructed the communication talisman that had been discarded after one use into a new communication talisman, and sent it back along the original route.

What's the point of putting it in your own home? Come to Shuangyue Sect if you have the ability!

Mo Motang poked lightly at the still trembling silver bracelet, the silver bracelet immediately returned to calm, and the atmosphere was indescribably quiet.

Mo Motang rested his chin on his hand, and couldn't help sighing.

In fact, he didn't really want the landlord to come to Shuangyuezong, he just thought that the landlord was too domineering.

But now, he regretted it a little.

His own actions seem to be quite domineering.

-

The receiver couldn't hide the heaviness in his eyes.

Whether it is the changed color of the letter paper, the small double moons covering the corners of the emblem of Juanling Tower, the unreasonably changed map inside, or the indifferent voice that pops out every sentence.

While the Demon Lord rejected her, he invited her to visit the Double Moon Sect.

It was completely different from what she expected.

But such an invitation would not make people want to go, even though the Demon Lord copied her practice, in a more annoying way.

She listened for a while, and found that the voice hidden in the communication talisman did not mean to end, so she rolled her eyes helplessly.

In the words of the Demon Lord, "If Miss Ling thinks something is wrong, you can write back to me...", forcibly closed the communication talisman.

Well, she admitted, she wasn't in that bad mood either.

Girl.

It was the first time he was recognized so quickly.

It's a name I hardly hear anymore.

Turning his eyes, he glanced at the two recommendation books on the table, which were from different sources but very similar in content. These were just handed over to her by the people below, but it was already last night that they were sent to the Juanling Tower at the beginning.

The envoy from Shuangyuezong arrived early yesterday morning.

Ling Lou chuckled, she had a premonition that something was about to change.

As a qualified businessman, she does not allow herself to miss opportunities.

With a slight twist of her fingertips, a business name was formed on the spot, and she wrote her name on the licensor column.

She personally took care of the back sight that Shuangyuezong needed.

He took out another summons talisman and issued it together with the business name, with only four characters written on it - visit another day.

But before that, she needs someone to approach the Demon Lord.

As for candidates.

The light and shadow in Linglou's eyes flickered, and wave after wave of candidates flashed in his mind, but it was not the most suitable one after all.

Forget it, let the bottom choose for themselves.

It would be more interesting to find someone who doesn't know the best.

-

Zhu Yuansi and Master Master made an appointment to meet today.

In the icy warning voice of the Mozun, I wish Yuansi to happily pass through the illusionary area that does not need to be crossed, and happily climb halfway up the mountain.

Suddenly, he heard some noises coming from behind him, and turned around in doubt, only to see an extremely beautiful face.

There was a bit of uncertainty on the beautiful face, and the eyes looking at him were also full of vigilance.

Well, it seems that he just walked out of the illusion, that's right.

Zhu Yuansi is too understanding.

Isn't this the reaction of normal people after being frightened?

Not much different from his time.

It seems that there is not much difference, even the clothes are...

The comfort that Zhu Yuansi almost blurted out was stuck in his throat.

This, how is this a disciple of Chang Tianzong? !

Zhu Yuansi immediately turned around and was about to run, but just as he started to move, he suddenly remembered that he had changed Chang Tianzong's outfit in advance before coming.

Fortunately, okay, fortunately, he had the foresight.

Turning around again, I saw that the young man seemed to have calmed down, and his face turned slightly joyful, "Could it be that Brother Zhu has also received the task?"

Zhu Yuansi was taken aback, "Huh?"

The juvenile's joy quickly climbed to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, "Brother Zhu, can you be with me? It seems scary here."

Zhu Yuansi reacted abruptly, and said in shock, "How do you know me!"

The young man blinked in confusion, and the tear mole at the end of his left eye showed the young man's exquisite appearance, and explained: "I was lucky enough to meet Senior Brother Zhu during the month-end assessment."

Zhu Yuansi started to beat the drums in his heart, "Then you are?"

Only then did the young man realize something, he hurriedly adjusted his appearance, and saluted with a smile in his eyes: "Yue Xingxun, a disciple of the Twelve Peaks of Zhibei Ridge, met Senior Brother Zhu."

A chord rang in Zhu Yuansi's mind. He was not from the same peak, but the name seemed familiar.

He seems to have heard it from somewhere.

It seems that I heard a passing disciple mention it when I was practicing.

About what?

Forget it, it's mostly polarized. Some people praise him for being beautiful and good-natured, while others call him charming and scheming.

Maybe beautiful people often encounter this kind of thing, but it doesn't seem to affect Yue Xingxun.

But those are not important, Zhu Yuansi hurriedly told Yue Xingxun not to be polite, but unconsciously avoided Yue Xingxun's bright eyes, and said with a guilty conscience: "What is the mission you just mentioned?"

Yue Xingxun wondered in a low voice, "Could it be that Brother Zhu received a different task from me?"

Zhu Yuansi scratched his head and said haha.

It's not that it's different, it's that he has never received a mission at all.

And if I remember correctly, Yue Xingxun just joined the sect this year, and it has only been more than a month. How can there be any tasks that need to be done by a newcomer who has just joined the sect for more than a month?

Or come to a place like Shuangyuezong.

Yue Xingxun probably didn't know much about this kind of thing, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all, so he showed his sincerity and explained the task in detail.

"Master asked me to observe Shuangyuezong, and said that if it is possible, let Shuangyuezong know that I am observing. So I think, Master may want me to visit Shuangyuezong. It would be better if I could meet Mozun gone."

Zhu Yuansi reasoned these few words for a long time, but he didn't straighten out the logical relationship among them.

It always feels like nothing is right.

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