On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

"Bai Zhaojun..." Chu Qingming patted the cheek of the man in his arms, but there was no response.

He took a breath, but fortunately, he was still alive.

"Give him to me." A man in black walked out from the bushes not far away, the shadow of the cloak blocked his face.

Chu Qingming recognized it immediately, "You are the man who pushed Bai Zhaojun off the cliff five years ago, what do you want to do?"

"I'm here to help him." Changchou said.

"Bah, if you pushed him off the cliff, he would be a good person?" Chu Qingming obviously didn't believe it.

"Didn't you push him down too?" Changchou chuckled lightly.

"He... doesn't want to drink that bowl of wine." Chu Qingming brushed the hair from Bai Zhaojun's face behind his ears.

"I am the guardian of the Fuhong Palace, and he is the successor, so naturally I want to go back with me." Changchou squatted down, "Besides, you can no longer follow him, you have to go back to the place you should go back to."

"Are you sent by the maker?" Chu Qingming immediately responded.

"That's right. I'm Black System 02, and I came a month later than you." Changchou explained, "Just wait for the next month. When the time is up, I will send you back. Of course, the last So that Bai Zhaojun will stop thinking about you, otherwise I will be in trouble for the follow-up mission."

"I see..." Chu Qingming nodded, and asked again, "Can I take care of him for a few days? He won't be discovered. I'll leave as soon as he wakes up."

"Okay." Changchou thought for a while and nodded.

The first time Chu Qingming set foot in the territory of the evil way, it seemed that it was not as scary as imagined.There are still mountains, water, forests and animals here, which is very beautiful.

The Fuhong Temple was built on Dead Mountain. There is a circle of poison around Dead Mountain. It is white and looks like ordinary mist. It even looks like a fairyland from a distance.But those who are familiar with it will know that this poisonous fog lingers all year round, and those who have never taken the medicine will die if they smell it twice.

After entering the mountain, you can see some attic houses built near the mountain, but these are not the main hall of Fuhong Hall.Non-important people cannot know the route to the main hall of Fuhong Hall.Even many of the Fuhong Palace's subordinates had to go blindfolded.Even the rowers were dumbed down by poison.

Chu Qingming blindfolded, and Chang Qiu took him into the wooden boat. After a slight sway, the boat docked.

Chu Qingming untied the cloth strip, squinted his eyes for a while, and found that the palace in front of him was built along the water, with the words "Fuhong Palace" written on it.

"Please." Changchou carried Bai Zhaojun directly into the hall, and sent someone to find the doctor.

After tossing for a while, I finally got everything done.

The waiters in the hall moved in and out in an orderly manner, and no one made a sound. Chu Qingming couldn't help but wonder if they were all dumbed down by poison.

"He should wake up in three days. You count the time well and don't let him know that you have been here." Changchou warned.

"I see." Chu Qingming nodded.

Changchou gave some instructions to the waiters, then turned and left.

Chu Qingming sat by the bed, wrung out the handkerchief and wiped Bai Zhaojun's face. Then he found that his clothes were still dirty, so he asked someone to find a set of clean clothes.

"Why are you wearing this?" Chu Qingming flipped through his clothes, then simply took only the inner coat, and went to bed and put down the black and red curtain to block the view from the outside.

The Fuhong Hall is very large. There are three curtains between the main hall and the back room, and the waiters usually stand behind the second curtain.

Three strokes, five cuts and two cuts and two strips of the man's clothes, Chu Qingming looked at the skin as delicate as suet jade, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

Amitabha, do not look at evil.

Chu Qingming put on his clothes with narrowed eyes, and covered her with the quilt.Although it was hot outside, it seemed that the air conditioner was turned on in the Fuhong Palace, and it would definitely be cold without a quilt.

After tidying up all these, he was relieved and lay down too. Now he was not afraid of crowding people, the usual bed for two people was much smaller than here.