Future Beasts: Forced to be the villain savior

temple.

sunny.

Everyone was beaming with smiles, happy and busy doing what they were doing.

Only in a certain part of the palace, the curtains were drawn, the doors and windows were closed, and the lights were turned on in the dark room. Only a half-melted candle in a corner of the wall gave off a faint candlelight.

On the floor of precious sandalwood.

The fluffy soft blanket was scattered, and it was wrapped in a ball, motionless.

a long time.

Slowly waking up from sleep, Ming Chu lazily sat up from the carpet with drowsy eyes, with some stupid hair on his head, looking extraordinarily cute.

Well.

Counting the time, he has been living in the dormitory for a week.It seems that uh... can go out now?Seeing Jinjin. Cough, shouldn't it be embarrassing anymore? ?

Emmmmmmmmm
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he fell into a tangle again.

Ok.

I have to say that he has been here these days. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to hesitate whether he should go out, but every time at the end, he is still defeated by the shame and embarrassment, so the time is one day. Day by day, it went on and on, and then...it was today.

Procrastination. I really can't afford it.

hum.It's been a week, and I don't know if I miss him today
Ming Chu lazily lifted off the soft blanket on his body, and was about to get up, when a different smell suddenly overflowed from the soft blanket. His face immediately turned red.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! !
Since the showdown with Jinjin that day, he seems to have dreamed about Jinjin every night these days.In the dream, he even crossed the last level with Jin Jin, and then tirelessly
Embarrassed, he hurriedly got up from the floor, and Mingchu almost staggered and ran towards the bathroom in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a shower.

for a long time.

When Mingchu had long wet hair and was wearing a new nightgown and opened the heavy curtains, a strong sunlight shone through the glass window into the bedroom, making Mingchu squint for a while to get used to it.

Feeling the warmth of the sun shining on his body, Ming Chu slowly raised his eyes and looked out of the window.

His gaze fell on those servants of God who were hurriedly shuttling through the long corridor in the distance. Although they were all busy, and they couldn’t even walk with a trot instead, their faces were obviously happy and joyful, as if they had met someone. What a happy event.

Ming Chu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw it, and a look of obvious puzzlement flashed across his eyes.

Are you so happy after being so busy?
Are these people mentally ill? ?

Looking at the waterside pavilion on the other side again, looking at the red flower paper pasted on the fence of the waterside pavilion, and even the red paper frame on the gazebo plaque in the center of the waterside pavilion, Mingchu's eyes suddenly appeared deep loss.

what's the situation?
Why are you posting those damn things?

Is there any big sacrifice in the temple recently?

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he stood on the inside of the glass window with a blank face for a long time, and began to recall the content of his work before the confinement.

Could it be that some family's blessing and sacrifice ceremony was forgotten by him?

Well.

Very likely indeed.

After all, since he returned to the temple today, he no longer has the mind to deal with the work, and handed it over to Butler Liu and the Eighteen God Servants.Some time ago, he was complained about by Jinjin for not doing anything, so he reluctantly handled some military affairs.

So. Which family's sacrificial ceremony is this, and there is such a big battle, even the red flower paper, which symbolizes good luck, is pasted in front of his bedroom?