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

Mo Motang struggled for a long time, but still gave a reply with two pairs of expectant eyes.

The matter has come to this point, and he can't do anything else if he wants to toss about it.

But for Zhao Wan, he still had some expectations, not that he really asked Zhao Wan to help, he didn't expect and was unwilling to take risks.

He only hoped that Zhao Wan could act according to their wishes after asking them about their wishes.

It's just that in this way, I'm afraid Changqing and their trip will be equivalent to going out for nothing.

Think about it, with the sword master who is the number one in the immortal family to help you deal with problems, would you still want to follow two big devils to a place that is synonymous with danger and fear?

He can't say that there are no such people at all, but in comparison, there will definitely be a lot less.

No, it can't be said like this, the only thing that can be shaken is the weak will, even if they really live near the Shuangyue Sect, one day Zhengdao will send Zhao Wan over to lobby for a while, and if they all leave, then it's okay?

Of course not, mutual trust is still very important.

Forget it, just treat it as a filter.

If all the real people run away, you can only find other people after hard work and long love and jealousy.

So Mo Motang truthfully informed Zhao Wan of his plan, and declined Zhao Wan's help, only saying that if possible, he would let Mi Jue come back earlier, and his little apprentice was waiting for him.

Zhaowan agreed to this condition.

Soon, Zhu Yuansi received a message talisman from Miju, asking him if he has anything to do next, if not, he can stay in Shuangyuezong first, he will arrange for the little devil to practice with him, and Miju himself, He said he would go back as soon as possible.

Zhu Yuansi was moved to tears, and excitedly handed over the summoning talisman to Mo Motang and asked him if he could stay.

Mo Motang nodded without even looking at it, "Yes, of course, remember to lock the doors and windows at night."

Song Bai coughed lightly at this moment.

Instantly attracted the attention of Shen Motang and Zhu Yuansi.

Song Bai stroked his beard, and shifted his eyes from Mo Motang to Zhu Yuansi, "Zhu Wa'er, do you want to live with me?"

Both of them were dumbfounded.

Zhu Yuansi glanced sideways at Shen Motang quickly, but didn't see the slightest dissatisfaction or rebuttal, then turned to meet Song Bai's gaze, and said with a bit of restraint: "Yes, is it possible?"

Song Bai lowered his head heavily, "Anyway, Miu Doll is not here, so just accompany me to relieve boredom."

Shen Motang nodded clearly, and looked at Zhu Yuansi, "It's not impossible, can it?"

Zhu Yuansi nodded again and again, smiling shyly, "Then I will interrupt."

Song Bai smiled from ear to ear, waved his hands and said, "Don't bother, don't bother, I'm too happy to be happy."

Then, the two began to discuss on their own which room to live in. Song Bai meant to let Zhu Yuansi live with him in the main room, buy an extra bed, separate it with a screen, and it would be warmer than the side room.

After all, it will be November soon, and although the snow has not yet fallen, it will still be cold at night.

Zhu Yuansi's eyes widened a little, and he hesitated to speak several times, but he still couldn't get in.

Finally, Song Bai took a break to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat. Zhu Yuansi seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "But Mr. Song, the temperature in this courtyard is not low."

Song Bai put down the teacup, his smile showed a bit of embarrassment after being exposed.

In order to protect the only pure mortal in the entire sect, Mo Mo Tang prepared everything for Song Bai when the weather just changed, including this yard.

Shen Mo Tang smiled, and didn't intend to interrupt. Seeing that the two of them started talking about each other again, Mo Mo Tang lowered his gaze and began to clean up the dishes, and then placed them on the table to block the two from talking.

He didn't really need to do anything, just turn a certain part of the silver bracelet slightly, and the table would be emptied directly, and the dishes and chopsticks would be cleaned and returned to their original positions immediately, which couldn't be more convenient.

It seemed that it was finally decided, Zhu Yuansi made a compromise and followed Song Bai's wishes.

Song Bai laughed until his beard trembled, as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head to look at him, and blurted out, "Do you want my baby to come too?"

Mo Motang didn't even want to refuse directly, "No more."

The old man is more or less thinking about it as soon as he comes out. Look at your baby, does he dare to move?

People are going to be scared to death, okay?

Song Bai still seemed to be struggling, and Mo Motang quickly glanced at Zhu Yuansi.

Song Bai followed and looked over, seeing Zhu Yuansi's nervous little face turned pale, finally understood, and hurriedly made amends: "Let me just say, there is no place for you, my baby."

Mo Motang smiled helplessly, he reluctantly accepted this reason.

-

Mijiu came back the next afternoon, alone.

Rushing into the study in a hurry, said in a hurry: "My lord!"

Mo Motang was thinking about whether to increase the proportion of the elixir, but was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Mi Jue, and didn't react for a while, "Ah? What's wrong?"

With burning eyes, Miju asked, "Is Zhu Yuansi gone?"

Mo Motang carefully recalled: "I didn't leave, I'm not here..."

Seeking envy to listen, Mo Motang got stuck, speaking, Zhu Yuansi got up with Song Bai early in the morning, and then, I don't know where to go!

Mo Motang was stunned on the spot, and asked with some doubts: "Is he not in the sect?"

Miyu nodded.

Mo Motang also frowned, "It shouldn't be, isn't he waiting for you? No matter how you say it, he wouldn't run around."

Mien's eyes became darker, more than that, the message talisman he sent out early in the morning has not received a reply until now.

Mo Motang originally wanted to ask this point, but before he finished speaking, he remembered that Zhu Yuansi was not rich, but Miju was not. Without saying a word, he changed hands and stuffed it to Zhu Yuansi from himself.

Therefore, Mi Ju would definitely not be reluctant to part with those few communication talismans.

He had no choice but to raise another possibility: "Could he have gone to the back of the mountain?"

Mijiu still frowned, expressing her displeasure, "I've already looked for it, forget it, excuse me."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave. It seemed that he didn't plan to count on him anymore.

Mo Motang scratched his head, thinking why he didn't say it earlier, he would stop guessing.

But since Mijiu searched the entire sect and couldn't find it, does it mean that Zhu Yuansi went to a place that was hard to find.

For example, where are his two difficult law protectors?

It seems not impossible.

For the time being, let's look for it.

Thinking about it, Mo Motang's spiritual consciousness has already left, and the goal is clearly divided into two ways to rush to two mustards.

The first one to arrive is the sick cave, no matter inside or near the cave, there is no aura of Zhu Yuansi, not here.

With just one glance, the sickness had already noticed his existence, dissatisfaction and doubt rose at the same time, and he met his gaze from the air.

Mo Motang evacuated here before the sickness spoke, the situation was special, he was a little anxious, he just put the maple leaf which he brought hastily rolled up in front of the sickness table, without turning his head to the next place.

Disgusted and disgusted, he picked up the red leaf and planned to throw it away. After thinking about it, he put it down, but he felt uncomfortable when he put it down. He turned it over and saw that there were a few words written on it.

【I'm in a hurry to find someone, sorry】

The sick look turned indifferent, and he threw it out of the cave without a trace of nostalgia.

-

Zhu Yuansi was chatting with the big devil in front of him. The big devil claimed to be alive and seemed to be easy to get along with.

However, the master seldom warned him, telling him to stay away from Wisdom and another demon named Yin disease, without telling him why.

Zhu Yuansi was a little flustered, although the survivor did not show any hostility towards him.

If you ask him to say something, this widow is a little strange, not in terms of character, but in terms of body.

How should I say it?Limb stiffness?Or uncoordinated?

The tea stains in front of him still haven't dried completely, it was spilled when Widow said that he would entertain him and pour tea for him, and even broke two cups and a teapot because of it.

Zhu Yuan thought to make Weisheng give up, but Weisheng refused, so he had the half cup of tea that was now cracked in his hand.

The other half was spilled by the widow on his own cuff.

But as for why he was here, it was hard for him to believe it.

Widow was very interested in the maple leaf wreath he made, and said that he wanted to ask him for advice.

As a result, until now, Widow hasn't been able to choose the one he likes from the maple leaves all over the ground.

But he was not very fluent and said to him: "Do you want to give your wreath as a gift?"

Zhu Yuansi nodded cautiously. He wanted to give it to the master, but the master didn't know when he would come back, so this was just for practice.

Widow tried to curl the corners of his mouth, but his muscles were not very well controlled, so he finally failed, so he had to give up and said, "I, also, he likes maple leaves very much, here, of, maple forest, he... asked someone to plant it. "

Zhu Yuansi didn't know who Weisheng was talking about, but after thinking about it, he agreed, "He will definitely like it."

Widow nodded heavily, "Me too, I hope."

Mo Motang's consciousness broke in at this moment, and with just one glance, it fixed on the reserved Zhu Yuansi.

Seeing that Zhu Yuansi didn't seem to be doing anything, Mo Motang immediately felt relieved, and asked casually, "Why are you here?"

The two looked up at the source of the voice at the same time.

"Your Highness."

"Master Demon."

Only then did Shen Motang remember the survivor, and hurriedly agreed with both sides.

Weisheng stepped forward and said: "I'm looking for Xiaoyou Zhu to learn how to weave wreaths."

The pause was very short, but it was also obvious, Mo Motang was slightly stunned, is this the case for the widow?

But that's not the point, Mo Motang replied "So that's the case", then turned to Zhu Yuansi, "Little apprentice, haven't you received the messenger talisman for jealousy? He's looking for you."

Zhu Yuansi obviously didn't know about it, "Huh?"

Widow realized something, quickly opened the cave's restrictions, immediately apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'll stop here."

As soon as the restriction was lifted, the messenger talisman of jealousy appeared in front of Zhu Yuansi. Zhu Yuansi punched in and saw it, and immediately couldn't sit still. He stood up and looked at the widow.

Widow understood what he meant, "Go."

Zhu Yuansi nodded and didn't say anything politely. He simply walked towards the exit. When he was about to step out of the door, he turned around and said, "Senior, choose first, and I will teach you later."

Widow tried his best to mobilize his facial muscles and smiled, then nodded solemnly.

After Zhu Yuansi ran away in a hurry, Mo Motang shifted his eyes to Weisheng again, and asked doubtfully, "Is there something different here?"

Surprised, the fact that he turned into a corpse has not been reported, and the Demon Lord does not know about it.

Could it be that the Demon Lord discovered it?

Obviously, I went to the disease to maintain it.

Mo Motang didn't notice the thoughts of the surviving, or he didn't notice the changes in the surviving body. He just somehow felt that the surviving cave seemed to have a lot of sunshine compared to the dark place in his memory.

Mo Motang felt a little relieved for no reason, after all, the pressure on people was really great after all.

Thinking about it, Mo Motang looked at the brightly colored maple leaves all over the floor, and said with a smile, "But it's pretty good."

Widow lowered his eyes, eyes full of unspeakable fear... and joy.

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Ah Wan is on the way here non-stop owo