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

He and Changqing bid farewell to the eight people for the time being.

If the original plan had been followed, Mo Motang could already go back to the sect and sit in the study.

But obviously the plan didn't go according to the planned track, and now he had to go to another village to see the situation there.

However, the more than sixty people who were separated out to be vicious ended up in the village farthest from Shuangyuezong.

Mo Motang didn't know what to say, so he didn't plan to say anything at all.

Who knows that this side is easier to deal with than the last one, no matter whether it is a fierce face or a cunning mind, seeing him is submissive.

Mozun is long and Mozun is short, so enthusiastic that he is silent and uncomfortable.

She glanced sideways at Changqing, but Changqing raised her eyebrows at him, and her eyes were full of complacency and calmness that she knew earlier.

No wonder Chang Qing has the confidence to tell him about "businessmen" and "gamblers". It turns out that this way brought people back, and they can clearly understand how many catties and taels these people have.

So what did you say "get tough" to him?

Pointless slobber?Coax him to play?

No, no, you lose if you are serious.

But this didn't stop Shen Mo Tang from giving Chang Qing a sidelong glance.

Changqing blinked at him in a daze, but the smile in his eyes never stopped, smiling silently Tang always felt that Changqing still had something to hide from him.

There are more people here, and it is really hard to see how many people there are at a glance. Shen Motang's face is serious, but his spiritual sense is released a little, and they are counted one by one.

No more, no less, exactly 63.

Insurance asked again if everyone is here, on behalf of that person repeatedly said "everyone is here".

Mo Motang, who had not recovered his consciousness, caught the panicked gazes of the people hidden behind him.

Intuition told him there was a problem.

Then, the big man who represented him suddenly asked him: "Dare to ask when the Demon Lord..." Let's go.

The big man smiled wrinkled all over his face, and tentatively pointed in the direction of Shuangyuezong with his cramped hands, pretending that he didn't care.

Mo Motang also wanted to pretend that he didn't notice the big man's deliberation, but his acting skills were so poor that he wanted to cover it up.

He doesn't know if this big man is the most eloquent among the 60 people, but he is definitely not the strongest among them.

I always feel that everything is full of last resort and persecution.

Mo Motang had doubts, but there was no evidence, but he knew that the right way was not to let the big man fulfill his wish, so he smiled mysteriously: "Did I bother you?"

He left room to pretend to be embarrassed and said, "That's right, you just moved here, so there must be a lot of things to do."

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly and said, "No, no, don't bother."

The big man was even more terrified, "What is the devil talking about? I don't want to think that if the devil is fine, I can ask someone to arrange a banquet."

A group of people who just moved here could have something, Mo Motang only listened to it as a polite remark.

But the politeness is the politeness, the lack of confidence of this big man is really lack of confidence.

Changqing said that they are fierce, and he believed it, so throwing away the part of his letter will make so many people show the source of tension one after another.

Mo Motang guessed that there might still be a problem.

The way to deal with politeness is still politeness. He wants to see what kind of problems will arise if he delays for a while.

Mo Motang tried his best to relax his expression, his appearance is purely good in this way, as long as he doesn't make messy expressions, the affinity will come naturally.

At this moment, the coquettish purple eyes lost their power to attract attention, and harmoniously blended into the whole face and expression, which was too beautiful to be true.

Mo Motang seemed to say sincerely to everyone: "So that's the case, but if this is the case, I should say you. You have come here from thousands of miles. We should host a banquet to welcome you."

The big man panicked again.

Among the crowd, there were more people who couldn't hold back.

Those who looked up at the sky, those who lowered their heads and clasped hands, those who exchanged glances, and those who exchanged lips, were so obvious that he didn't even need to release his consciousness to observe.

Mo Motang exaggerated "Oops", as if remembering something, and then said: "Forget, forget, people and devils are different, I'm afraid it's not good for you to be with us, forget it, I'll send someone to send some Come over with wine and meat."

As he said that, Mo Motang glanced sideways at Changqing, Changqing still had the look of knowing something but didn't want to tell him, but he received his signal and cleared his throat.

Changqing took out a blank communication talisman, as if to supplement Mo Motang's words, "Your Majesty, don't wait, I'll arrange it right away."

Then, as if acting in a play, the messenger talisman went through a scene and then stuffed back into the mustard seed.

The things are to be given away, but after Shen Motang finds out what he wants to find out, he will know about it.

Mo Motang nodded in satisfaction, but was even more flustered seeing what was happening in front of her.

Anyway, if you can't go back and can't rest, Mo Motang talks to them every now and then, which is reasonable and reasonable.

Counting the time, it will only be a while before he takes his lunch break. He has delayed the time of these people.

The shadow of the sun moved up slowly, Mo Motang had a flash of inspiration, and dug out a lot of fairy fruits and distributed them to the villagers.

It can only be said that fortunately, the species of this fairy fruit is not a rare species, many people have seen it before, and after some hesitation, the brave ones took the lead.

After all, it doesn't take such trouble for the devil to kill them.

The big guys tacitly lowered their defenses, and when they were having a good time, the "problem" that Momentong was waiting for appeared.

At the entrance of the village, two young men came sneakily from somewhere.

The two carried a wooden stick on their shoulders one behind the other, picked up a bunch of things and walked into the village.

Seeing everyone gathered in one place, the one behind suddenly complained, shouting: "What are you doing? Why don't you come to pick up things? You're dead."

He didn't even notice that the ones surrounded by everyone were the Great Demon and the Demon Lord.

Some people turned their gazes over and winked at the two of them, while others remained motionless in their hearts.

The person in the back still didn't react, and opened his mouth to ask what's wrong, but the person in front quickly covered his mouth with his blind eyes.

Just when everyone was thinking about what to do, Shen Motang said softly, "Oh, why are there two more people?"

The voice is cold, without any emotion.

There was silence in the field.

Mo Motang looked back at Changqing, who shrugged at him with a smile.

It seems that Changqing really knew that the two young people who knew that they were not there had been related to this place early in the morning.

It's an undercover agent sent over here.

The so-called entering the mountain is to buy goods secretly.

Move the things that Shuangyuezong gave to the eight people over there and use them here.

Look, how hard it is to think about it.

Look at the long-term love again, how can you hide things.

Mo Motang wanted to ask Changqing, there were only eight people over there, did these two get in yesterday?Or is it that the dozens of people here have noticed from the very beginning that long-term love divides people into two factions, and have made preparations in advance?

Changqing seemed to have sensed something, so he didn't dare to look at him directly, and put on a pose: "So you two are here, I thought I remembered it wrong."

There are people who are less courageous underneath trembling.

misremembered?

The long-term memory is simply not very good, tell him now that he has a wrong memory?

Mo Motang didn't even bother to expose him, remembering the inexplicable smile on the corner of Changqing's mouth all the way, but based on this, he judged that the two got mixed up after arriving.

In this way, no matter whether Changqing wants to shut up and watch the show or open his mouth to blend in, it always has some irrelevant thoughts in it.

Apparently he wasn't punished hard enough.

Mo Motang exhaled, thinking about the overall situation, he still took up the long-term talk for the time being, "It's only when you know your mistakes, this is because you and I met, if you didn't meet, don't you have to work hard for these two brothers to go back and forth Take back your own share alone? Wouldn’t it be even more troublesome if you took someone else’s by mistake? "

The yin is good and the yang is good.

But who is Mo Motang?

He has a beautiful appearance, looks pure and innocent, and speaks calmly, so he won't make you feel that something is wrong, but in fact, several knives have already been stabbed in the heart.

Let everyone be afraid and feel guilty, but just don't let them think that Mu Motang did it on purpose.

Mo Motang's goal was achieved, and the time clock in his ear ended with the voice, and he said with a bit of surprise: "It's already this hour."

Everyone thought the torment was over, and looked at him eagerly, only Changqing realized something, and looked at him with fear.

Mo Motang ignored it completely, and said with a sweet smile, "I'm off work, everyone, have a good rest, and I'll be leaving first."

Everyone was stunned and sighed deeply.

Mo Motang continued to use the spirit of ignorance to the extreme, turned to Changqing and said: "Leave the rest to our Changqing deputy suzerain, remember to write a report to me later."

The word "report" was deliberately accentuated, as if to make Chang Qing hear clearly.

That's what I said, but I heard Changqing's ears, but it didn't mean that.

Mo Motang seemed to be telling him, [If you don't do things well, I'll take care of you].

Changqing only felt an electric current rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, which aroused goose bumps all over his body.

Fortunately, Changqing still has self-knowledge. Knowing that she is too arrogant, she nodded repeatedly and said: "I promise to complete the task!"

Mo Motang slowly turned to Shuangyuezong's direction, but his eyes never fell on Changqing's eyes, as sharp as a knife.

Changqing shivered solidly, and broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

Mo Motang teleported away after turning around, leaving only a long-term love for a long time but unable to recover.

bang.

The kicked pottery shattered, and Changqing finally came back to his senses, turned around in a cold sweat, and saw the two young men.

Although they were surrounded by people and couldn't see them, the two were still too frightened by the demon king's words to walk. Now they were trying to stand up with support, when their legs slipped softly, there was a loud bang.

After Shen Motang left, the hearts of all the people seemed to be relieved, their eyes were attracted, and no one noticed the flash of panic on Changqing's face.

Changqing let out a breath, and then realized that he seemed to have really angered Mozun.

Grinning a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, he sighed silently for a long time, it seems that no one can do deception.

Looking at the dusty clothes on his body, he felt a sense of loss for no reason.

I'm afraid he will never be able to take off this dress again.

Heaven is good to reincarnate.

Nemesis.

Changqing wanted to cry but had no tears. It was easy to suppress the trembling in his heart by thinking wildly, looked up at the villagers with different expressions, and forced himself to calm down: "Tell me, what's going on?"

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