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

Changqing was obviously very excited. After Shen Motang's questioning, he even said violently: "Even if you call Zhao Wan's mother, you can't call me mother!"

What's wrong?

Ah no, what connection?

No, yesterday's communication talisman!

Mo Motang immediately understood what was going on, long love is not making trouble, he is making big trouble!

As soon as my brain became hot, I didn't even want to reply: "Then you want to be his father?"

Changqing was stunned, and he didn't know whether he realized that he was angry or that something was wrong, so he shook his head, "I don't want to bring children!"

So the child didn't feel anything else, just felt the blatant disgust of long love, and cried.

That's right, the long love made Xiaoguai cry.

howling.

Buried in the arms of the old man and wept loudly.

If it weren't for the old man's sharp eyesight and quick hands to pull Xiaoguai into his arms, Xiaoguai would probably cry in Shen Motang's arms.

Mo Motang couldn't deal with that kind of scene, and immediately threw a sharp glance at Changqing.

Changqing blinked to avoid sight, suddenly found something, and gave him a wink to hint at his surroundings.

Shen Motang looked up in a daze, but saw that the crowd not only did not stay away, but even started whispering to each other with interest.

By accident, or unexpectedly, Xiaoguai's troubles about this matter made everyone let down their guard a little bit.

This is a great thing.

After thinking about it, Mo Motang could also understand.

After all, he followed Changqing and others to his Shuangyue Sect's territory, no matter what unspeakable secrets or willingness, they are always fierce people.

No matter how you say it, it's not a bad thing.

Mo Motang was relieved and showed a little smile. After a rough look, well, there is no need to look closely. There are not many people who need him to count. He can count them with two slaps, eight.

Plus the little boy, eight.

Obviously the report said that they were all resettled in the same village, that is, this village, did you go shopping nearby?

It's not impossible. If you want to live here, you have to understand the surrounding situation.

In addition, I used to live on the island, and most of them were fishermen, so I should still be very disturbed when I suddenly came to the inland.

Stretching out his hands to rub Xiaoguai's hair, Shen Mo Tang let out a sigh of relief when he heard the crying, looked at the old man and said, "Master, it's cold on the ground, get up first."

The old man was surprised and said hello again and again.

Helping the old man to stand up, the aunt beside him quickly took over from him, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

Saying thanks by the way, looking down at Xiaoguai, I wanted to pick up Xiaoguai and let the old man continue to hug him, but I didn't know that Xiaoguai was obedient and sensible at the moment, and did not burden the old man at all, so he held on tightly The old man's hand stuck to the old man step by step and walked to the side.

His face was still stained with tears.

However, this crying also succeeded in making the little boy tired, and he put his head on the side of the old man's leg, without saying a word.

But it was clearly showing his big eyes and staring at Changqing, looking angry.

But who is Changqing, Shuangyuezong's No. 1 evil heart.

He didn't have any regrets at all, and his eyes were crooked with a smile. If it wasn't for Shen Motang's light cough to stop him, he would still want to continue teasing Xiaoguai.

Let's not talk about this kind of attempted incident, but not saying it doesn't mean that Mo Motang intends to forget about it, and simply moved half a step to the side, a little away from Changqing.

Resolutely want to draw a line with Changqing.

It's fine to tease and tease the little devil, how come he doesn't even let a three-year-old child go?

I don't want to say that I know Changqing.

At this time, I have to say it again, who is Changqing?Dislike No.1.

Changqing's eyelids did not lose everything, and she immediately took a step forward, intending to follow Mo Motang to death.

The smile on the face almost broke through the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, and everyone who couldn't get used to it due to the sudden change in Changqing's clothing style instantly regained the familiar feeling, and successfully managed to see the essence through the appearance.

It doesn't have to be used in this regard.

Mo Motang almost couldn't help rolling his eyes to express his love, but after thinking about it, he gave up and asked a few villagers, "Do you know where the others have gone?"

Several people looked at each other, and the enthusiastic aunt hesitated and said: "There are two young people who seem to have entered the mountain early in the morning."

into the mountains?

Mo Motang turned his head to look at the nearest mountain range. Except for the Shuangyuezong mountain range, there is no other mountain to enter, so he turned his head back, pointed in the direction of Shuangyuezong, and asked his aunt, "Which mountain?"

The aunt looked at the old man and then at the young man on the other side, and after getting affirmation, she nodded and said yes.

Mo Motang just wanted to sigh with emotion how fast he moved.

Having said that, he was thinking about opening up the right to use part of the mountains to the villagers, but this matter has not yet been decided.

Whether or not it is not the point, the main thing is that there is an enchantment he set up on the Shuangyue Zongna Mountain Range!

Ok?

Enchantment?

Mo Motang suddenly turned to Changqing, "Hurry up and save people!"

The outermost layer is more than just a barrier!There is also an illusion that scares people to death!

Just at this moment, Changqing laughed.

gloomy.

The villagers were all taken aback, their wild brains had changed from mountain beast cannibalism to devil cannibalism, and their faces turned pale with fright.

Not to mention the villagers, Mo Motang was frightened, and blurted out: "What are you doing?"

Fortunately, Changqing finally realized something, and quickly restrained his expression and shook his head, "No, I know where those two young people are."

Mo Motang was still worried, and asked again: "Is everything alright?"

Changqing nodded, and said as if asking for credit: "After all, it was the Lord's instruction. I invited it with great difficulty. Who would dare to hurt it?"

A little suspicion appeared on Mo Motang's face.

About the inexplicable flattery of long love.

Changqing just pretended not to see it, took out a communication talisman in a good mood and sent it out, raised his eyes and gave him a wink, then looked at everyone.

"Don't worry, everyone. The two of them were discovered before they entered the Shuangyue Sect's enchantment. They are waiting to move the things to the village with the demon cultivators, and they will come back together later."

Mo Motang listened intently, and even forgot about winking, just nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

The villagers also echoed for a while.

Shen Motang felt relieved, and said again: "What else?"

The aunt who was asked was startled, "Huh?"

Mo Motang didn't notice, and repeated: "Except for those two, where are the others? Don't you know what they are doing?"

Silence pervaded immediately, the villagers looked at each other, and the aunt, acting as a representative, replied, "No, everyone is here."

Ok?

All?

This adds up to a total of ten, tell him "all"?

Mo Motang finally realized that there was something wrong with the question, and wanted to say it bluntly but was too embarrassed to speak in front of the villagers, so she immediately switched to voice transmission to ask Xiang Changqing, "No, just a few?"

The long-term love was clear, and he replied calmly through voice transmission: "That's right, Lord, I have detailed explanations in my report."

Mo Motang slowly turned to Changqing, his eyes widened a little, his clear purple pupils were full of doubts, "The list that can be marked for check-in is definitely more than this."

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows lightly, turned to look at the villagers, and said with a slight smile, "Can we go into the village to have a look?"

The villagers gave way tacitly.

Then he quietly followed behind the two of them, looking around curiously.

Mo Motang was terrified of being followed by them. In the past, even if there were many little devils behind him, noisy and bluffing, and fighting from time to time, he could ignore them, after all, they were all little devils.

But the little devil is different from these mortals.

This is the first time he saw people here.

They were all strangers, and he could not read their hearts, nor could he read or change their minds by force.

You know, it is human society, it cannot be simply divided by the level of personal strength.

Who knows what kind of psychological preparations the mortals have made to come here?

Big deal die?Earn a living?

To put it bluntly, it is very different from the pure and extreme worship of force among the devils.

Although the way of getting along with demons is still beneficial to him, it is completely unfeasible if he wants to coexist with mortals for a long time.

Well, farther away.

In short, Mo Motang didn't want to be the one who walked in the front for no reason.

That positive attitude is totally out of line with his values.

But he still has to go this way, after all, there are obvious problems in the report written by Changqing.

Changqing didn't intend to continue to lie to him at all, and invited him to the village with a treacherous smile.

As soon as Shen Mo Tangfu stepped into the village, he stopped on the spot, glanced at Chang Qing beside him, and said straightly: "Lead the way."

The long-love smile was even worse, and after responding, he quickly walked to the front of Mo Motang, leading him to the truth.

However, the truth lies in a bullpen.

Changqing pointed to a cow in the circle, "This is Honghong."

Is one of the members who checked in.

Mo Motang unconsciously narrowed his eyes, silently squinting at Changqing.

Changqing ignored it casually as if he didn't notice it, and looked back at the aunt who had spoken before, and added in a timely manner: "It's from Aunt Guo's."

Shen Motang's brain was buzzing, he felt that there was no need to read the following, presumably it was the same routine as this old scalper.

He didn't know whether he should be happy or not, this cow, it should be a farming cow, right?

In other words, everyone can still farm the land without starving.

This is not to say that the Shuangyue Sect will not provide food and clothing for these people, but that it is only temporary.

Everyone chose to come here because of disasters and disasters. If there is nothing, Shuangyuezong will starve to death no matter what.

Of course, the Shuangyue Sect will provide them with food seeds, chicken and ducklings, etc. After a while, the Shuangyue Sect will become an occasional helper.

A good symbiotic relationship, this is his goal.

Mo Motang looked at the gray Changqing walking ahead, but still couldn't hold back his head.

This kid seems to be very excited.

He can even say without hesitation that Changqing is definitely waiting to see his reaction for fun.

Sure enough, Changqing stopped, this time, in front of a yard, pointing to the chicken coop through the fence.

The chickens in the chicken coop seemed to sense something, and made one or two noises in succession. It sounded like there were five or six of them.

Changqing was very satisfied with this effect, and looked at him triumphantly, "This is the Xiaopan family."

Mo Motang was too lazy to react.

Unexpectedly, Changqing looked up at this moment, pointed to a tree planted by the courtyard, and said with a smile: "It's just right, Mazi and the others are back."

Shen Motang raised his head and looked suspiciously, but he couldn't see anyone. There was only a group of sparrows that had just flown and settled on the tree in that direction.

That's right, sparrow!

Sparrow!

Isn't this a bird everywhere?

Mo Mo's face darkened.

I can't believe it, this is actually the result of Zhao Wan's earnest lobbying!

What is this lobbying for?

Zhaowan, you, can you really not laugh?

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Xiao Shen: The fist is hard