After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

"By the way, what did Shen Yanqing ask you to come here for?"

Huang Cuihua sat up after hearing this, "He made a big move today and asked me to come over and watch you."

"What big move?" Sang Mo asked curiously.

Huang Cuihua shook her head mysteriously, "I can't say."

Sang Mo nodded thoughtfully, and quickly used the Soul Detection Technique on Huang Cuihua when she wasn't paying attention.

Huang Cuihua paused for a moment, as if she had expected it, "Don't waste your efforts. Do you think he won't think of it?"

Sang Mo ignored her and still searched her mind, only to find that Shen Yanqing didn't tell Huang Cuihua what she was going to do.

Tsk, what a dead fox!

Sang Mo cursed secretly, withdrew his soul-searching technique and said nothing.

Huang Cuihua smiled and patted her head, "Okay, let's go cook for you."

"By the way, what are you eating?"

As soon as he heard about cooking, Sang Mo suddenly felt that his gums were sore, and he quickly said: "I won't eat pickled fish."

"Got it!"

After Huang Cuihua left, Sang Mo lay down on the big rock again and looked at the ants.

Unexpectedly, after such a while, the team that she had disrupted before had already reorganized itself.

The food crumbs on the ground have also been lifted up again by those small things.

Suddenly, the ants' movement of carrying things suddenly stopped, and the leaves blown down by the wind stopped in mid-air.

It was like the pause button was suddenly pressed, the surrounding air suddenly solidified, and even the wind stopped.

Before Sang Mo could react, a powerful and thick voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

"See how mediocre they are, working so hard for such a small amount of food waste. Will you despise them, or admire them?"

Sang Mo looked up in surprise, and saw a statue of a god emitting golden light standing out of thin air, looking down at her with a smile but not a smile.

His appearance made the courtyard of Changwu Residence suddenly dim, cramped and embarrassing.

Sang Mo was shocked and quickly stood up and knelt down to salute, "Emperor."

"Sang Mo, before you entered the well of reincarnation, you swore that you would eradicate the evil god within three years." The emperor smiled with a majestic tone.

"How come after all this time, I can't even see the shadow of the evil god."

Sang Mo lowered his head and his eyes rolled around, "It's not that Sang Mo didn't work hard, it's that there is no shadow of the evil god in the mortal world."

"is it?"

The emperor's tone increased slightly, causing Sang Mo to break into a cold sweat.

"I...how dare I lie to you! I've been looking really hard."

The emperor pondered for a moment after hearing the words, seeming to be thinking about something, "In that case, I will give you a magic weapon."

Sang Mo raised his head and saw that the emperor was holding a purple light mirror. "Use this object to reflect the moonlight on the human body. People with extremely evil thoughts will have black energy in their bodies and suffer terribly."

She stepped forward and reached out to take it, "Thank you, Emperor, for giving me the magic weapon."

The emperor raised his hand and knocked Sang Mo's forehead, his tone full of helplessness, "You, you, the Yunxiao Palace in the Cultivation Realm is still smelly at the moment, and no one dares to set foot there."

"If you can't complete the task again, I will punish you by cleaning toilets for the rest of your life!"

Sang Mo covered his forehead in pain, "Xiaoxian understands that he must live up to the emperor's expectations."

"Do it well." The emperor said, knocking her on the head again, and then disappeared.

As soon as the emperor left, Sang Mo became furious and punched the air with a combination of punches, "Huh! Old bastard! My master has never hit me so hard! If there is still a chance, my aunt will definitely pull out all your beard!" "

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud and powerful cough suddenly sounded in the air, "Cough!" Sang Mo suddenly stopped and pretended to be a good boy, "Emperor, have a good trip."

The leaves that were standing in mid-air finally fell down.

The emperor finally left.

Sang Mo lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, turned the treasure mirror in his hand over and over several times, then knocked on the mirror, "Hey treasure mirror, treasure mirror, what's your name?"

Seeing that the mirror showed no reaction at all, Sang Mo said "Huh?" in disappointment, "Can we find the evil god with such a broken mirror?"

"Of course I can." A slow voice suddenly said.

"Wow!" Sang Mo was shocked, "It turns out you can really talk."

There was no movement in the mirror again. After waiting for a long time, Sang Mo began to wonder in his heart, and whispered in a low voice: "Could it be that he was hallucinating just now?"

"You don't have any imagination. It's me who is talking. I speak slower than I do."

Sang Mo: "..." I can see it.

"My name is Zi Guang Bao Jing. You can also call me Bao Jing."

Sang Mo: "..." What's going on? Suddenly I wanted to beat it.

The purple light treasure mirror was quite gossipy. When Sang Mo didn't say anything, he asked curiously: "Fang~cai~di~jun~ said that Yunxiao~bao~dian's stinky smell was~why~?" ~Things?"

Speaking of this Sang Mo didn't feel sleepy anymore, "It was me who caught a group of stinky fart bugs for the sake of the lower world, fed them a belly full of croton paste, and let them fart all night in the Yunxiao Palace."

Those stinky bugs pooped and farted, and the next day when the immortals pushed the door open, the stench could be smelled from a hundred miles away.

One priest fainted on the spot and was unable to go to court for several days.

Sang Mo said nonchalantly: "He must be lazy and not working."

The priest ran away in anger, but thanks to the emperor's quick hands to protect Sang Mo, she did not die on the spot.

When Baojing heard this, he interrupted slowly, "That god-official is too petty and angry. No, it's just that he was smoked by farts. Really? Why do I want to kill you?"

Finally, someone understood her. Sang Mo didn't resent the fact that he spoke too slowly, and quickly echoed: "Really? I also think he is too stingy!"

"Isn't it just that I accidentally put a small earthworm into his wine glass before? I didn't even feel sorry for my earthworm brother because he drank it and swallowed it!"

"He is just too fussy and pretentious."

"Let me tell you, he is very pretentious. He has to wipe the bench before sitting on it. The cup after drinking must be placed in its original position. Even every step he takes must be the same size..."

Sang Mo complained endlessly, and Bao Jing also echoed in a dignified manner: "Huh? There are still people like this?"

"No." After Sang Mo said this, he suddenly felt that the mirror was extremely cute.

"Hey, we hit it off as soon as we met, and I'll call you Little Mirror from now on!"

"Ha~ha~ha, that's great. I have a new name."

Just at this time, Huang Cuihua had finished cooking and called Sang Mo over.

After eating pickled fish for several days, Sang Mo immediately forgot about everything as soon as he saw the delicious and delicious food on the table.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

But just as she picked up a chopstick of vegetables, a violent "rumbling" sound suddenly sounded from the bottom of the mountain.

Then there were shouts and screams from the disciples.

"What's going on?" Sang Mo looked up at Huang Cuihua and asked.

Huang Cuihua shrugged, "I don't know, I guess this is the big thing Shen Yanqing wants to do."