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

Shen Mo Tang collapsed on the lawn in front of the study for a lunch break.

The sky was gloomy, without any sunlight, and it was not warm at all.

Mo Motang sighed, and began to guess whether it was rain or snow that was about to fall.

Speaking of which, it is indeed time for the snow to fall.

The climate here is similar to his original world, where there will be a little snow every year, but it will not accumulate, and it will basically disappear when it hits the ground.

And here, he was a little curious.

It's not that he is curious about whether the snow will accumulate here, he has this in his memory, and it can be used as a textual research.

What he was curious about was, would it be fun if there were really a lot of thick snow?

When making a snowman, his hands are very clumsy, and he doesn't know if he can make a snowman.

However, he wanted to build a big snowman in the middle of the yard.

If there is a snowball fight, will anyone be with him?

Will the little devil be afraid of him, so he won't play with him?

Zhao Wan's face appeared in his mind for no reason, he didn't react for a while, he just said with emotion that Zhao Wan would not be afraid of him, he could try to win him over.

Having a snowball fight with Zhao Wan, I somehow feel like I can win.

Wait, why did he think of Zhaowan?

Only then did Shen Mo Tang realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly threw Zhao Wan out of his mind, forcing himself to shift his attention to the villagers in the new village.

For some reason, he always felt that he seemed to miss something.

It wasn't the various problems that he didn't encounter when he was there today, but the connection with the villagers, and the connection was not obvious.

Just when Shen Motang was thinking hard and couldn't think about it, a fluffy white ball approached him little by little, and suddenly broke into his field of vision.

Shocked, Shen Mo Tang glanced sideways, only to see that the little white rabbit had two black clusters on its ears, which turned out to be Mo Qie.

Mo Qi was not here when he lay down, did he just come?

It was so strange to run towards him as soon as he came up.

Although Shen Shentang's reaction was quite strong, Mo Yong didn't seem to be frightened by him at all, his movements froze for a moment, and then continued to lean towards him for a while.

Mo Motang didn't dare to disturb, even breathed lightly, not sure if Mo Qi was really not scared or pretended to deceive him.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yong just approached him, and stopped when he was less than half an arm away from his head, with his little nose bobbing up and down, and his red eyes staring at him without blinking.

Only then did Shen Motang see the timidity that Mo Yong was trying to hide, but it didn't seem to be all because of his sudden turning around.

There are not many opportunities for Mo Yong to take the initiative to get so close, and he would not believe that there is no reason at all.

Feeling that something was wrong with Mo Qi, Mo Motang lowered his voice after thinking about it, and said almost breathlessly: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yong lowered his anxious eyes, and after a while, he seemed to muster up his courage, and suddenly raised his head and said, "My lord, don't kill Changqing."

Mo Motang: "?"

It turns out that listening to Mo Yong speak in his original form is such a feeling, which is a bit strange.

No, what did she say?

Mo Qi was so frightened that he raised his head and only glanced at him, then moved his eyes away again, his speech became unclear, "Her Majesty punishes him however much, it is a fact that he did something wrong, he shouldn't deceive His Majesty , but my lord, can my lord not kill him."

Mo Motang: "???"

Did he hear correctly?

Why, why do you think he would kill someone?

Ah, it seems to be true, it is the problem that he firmly believes that he will not do it.

Especially the Shuangyuezong group, most of them came in after being beaten.

Mo Yu's voice was already crying, "He, he can help the Lord, no matter what it is, if the Lord asks him to do it, he will do it, he, he..."

Shen Motang's empty brain began to refill again, sighed silently, turned over and lay on his side, raised his hand and lightly nodded his fingertips on Mo Yong's head, "He will not be killed by the Demon Lord."

Mo Wei was slightly startled, raised his round eyes to look at him in a daze, and asked again: "Really?"

Mo Motang blinked to express his affirmation, his fingertips had been retracted, and his index finger and middle finger landed on the lawn, between the two of them, moving his joints as if walking.

"As for the Double Moon Sect, although they don't intend to get rid of the title of 'Devil Sect', they also don't want 'Devil Sect' to become an arbitrary company, cough, sect."

How do you say something?This demon is not that demon.

It's true that they are demon cultivators, there is no need to deny it, and there is no need to feel unhappy because of this identity.

But they are not irrational bloodthirsty monsters.

For "Devil Sect", it would be fine as a classification.

Moving his eyes slightly, seeing that Mo Yong's attention has been attracted by his fingers, he couldn't help showing a little smile, and said: "As for Changqing who does things freely, his position is a bit, not very good."

So if there is no intervention by some means, who knows what Changqing will do next to watch the show?

Isn't this equivalent to the fact that the company's executives like to carry private goods?

Even if it seems that these private goods have not touched the interests of Shuangyuezong, what about after that?

Boss Ben, can you bear it?

No.

But he also discovered that Changqing, if you are fierce, he can be peaceful for a few days. If he is still restless after the fierceness, it can only prove that he is not fierce enough.

In life, you can handle me in this respect, and I can handle you in that respect.

It can be said that the most effective thing to deal with long love...

Mo Motang looked at Mo Yong who had turned into his original form and appeared in front of him, as well as the little devils who had made Changqing rush to rescue him in a hurry.

He knew that to be a human being, uh, or a demon, one must have a bottom line.

Mo Motang withdrew his fingers, and said with a smirk: "So, did Changqing tell you?"

Mo Qi raised his eyes, but he didn't understand, so he shook his head, "No, yes, it was me, I felt it."

Mo Motang was puzzled and said, "Huh?"

Although he didn't think that Changqing would deliberately order Mo Qi to come over because of this kind of thing, but did he feel?What kind of feeling method is it?

Mo Yu didn't lie, half of her life was given to her by Changqing, not the half that shares weal and woe, but that she failed to advance hundreds of years ago, and Changqing used her source to save her. of.

This also made her cultivation base look the same no matter what level she cultivated to.

That's why Mo Motang mistook her for a little devil with low cultivation.

But after all, Mo Qi worked hard to cultivate the illusion, which can even be said to be her advantageous weapon in actual combat. Not only is there no harm, but it can be said to be a proper benefit.

However, this is only one point, and another point that is also difficult to distinguish between pros and cons is that when the emotion of long love is strong to a certain extent, it will affect the part of the source in her body, more or less let her read the long love status.

Mo Motang was dumbfounded after hearing this.

That is to say, at a certain moment of long love, I firmly believe that I will be killed by him.

And I feel hurt from the bottom of my heart, it should be fear, if it is excitement, it is completely crooked.

It's also scary.

Well, the point is to be scary.

Hope the long relationship is normal, feeling scared is enough.

Then, Mo Motang must feel that there is some misunderstanding somewhere.

He can understand the idea of ​​long-term love, and he can even understand certain emotional fluctuations.

After all, his original intention was to poke a pain in the heart wrapped in a thick skin for a long time.

But once the qualifier "strong" is added, the situation is completely different.

It's impossible!

So many years have passed, could it be that the small communication between the two has changed?

Mo Motang thought about it, and blurted out: "Do you have regular inspections?"

Mo Qi obviously didn't understand what he wanted to say.

Mo Motang quickly explained: "It's the origin, have you checked regularly how much is left?"

Mo Qi blinked blankly.

Mo Motang continued: "I mean, is there a possibility that the thing has become less? Or, has it deteriorated?"

Mo Qi was completely dumbfounded.

Shen Mo Tang felt that he had spoken clearly enough, and he calmed down and waited for Mo Yong to react on his own. Sure enough, within a moment, Mo Yong shook his ears.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yong's white hair all over his body emitted a faint layer of fluorescence.

The fluorescence was fleeting, and Mo Yong raised his eyes to look at him, his red eyes were already filled with disbelief, and he stuttered in shock, "Okay, it seems, yes, yes, less, no, no, It merged with mine."

Mo Motang nodded in relief, after all, he was right.

Mo Qi seemed to be in a mess, he stuttered anxiously, and said quickly, "But I clearly felt it."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yong slowly crouched down, and gradually buried the furry rabbit's head into his front paws, his voice was slightly dull, "Although it seems that there is no strong emotion, even the emotion is very light."

That's why she was even more afraid.

It's like going to die generously, so how dare she ask for a long-term question?

Mo Motang scratched his head and comforted, "Could it be that after the fusion, you can exchange news without restriction?"

The little white ball raised its head slightly.

Mo Motang hurriedly added: "Changqing may just be a casual remark, maybe it's a sign before the exchange?"

After thinking for a while, Bai Tuanzi took out the messenger talisman and asked Xiang Changqing directly.

With the Mozun at her side, she had the courage to ask Changqing.

The long love reply was very fast, only one sentence.

[If I don’t do things well, the demon will definitely kill me——inner monologue and casual complaints]

Things seemed to be what Mo Motang said.

Mo Qi stared at the communication talisman blankly for a long time, making sure that both the handwriting and the tainted breath were the same as usual, and it was not a lie to her, so he relaxed.

She gained some anticipation again. She really didn't know whether things would progress as Mozun expected, or in other words, no matter what the outcome was, she was looking forward to it.

Thinking about it, Mo Yong's tone became cheerful, "My lord, I will check regularly!"

Shen Motang nodded, and said casually: "We will also arrange for regular maintenance, and investigate any problems in time."

Mo Qi was stunned for a moment, "Ang?"

Mo Motang coughed lightly, "In short, come on."

Even though it was the original appearance of a little rabbit, Shen Mo Tang was still inexplicably aware of the corners of Mo Zhi's lips that could not be restrained.

"Thank you Lord!"

The long-accumulated lead cloud relaxed its restrictions at this moment, and the cold raindrops fell without any scruples, falling on the still green lawn leaves, and falling on the defenseless two people.

The two glanced at each other hastily, and both reached out to touch Mustard Seed.

The next moment, a similar red umbrella opened and hit the top of each other's head, and the two were suddenly stunned.

A similar smile appeared in the pupils of the person who turned his gaze from the red umbrella above his head to the person in front of him.

Speaking of which, the umbrella in his hand was given to him by Mo Yong through long love a few months ago.

It's just a pity that it wasn't Luoxue.

The end of his consciousness was suddenly touched, Mo Mo Tang came back to his senses, it was Zhao Wan's message.

Unconsciously looking at the little finger where the silver ring was hidden, Mo Motang connected it, and in order not to frighten Mo Yong, he called out with his spiritual sense: "Ah Wan."

The other end of Yinhuan responded slowly, and after a while, Zhao Wan said, "Sorry."

Mo Motang: "?"

Didn't this just connect? !

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