What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Why is there still a person lying here?"

Zhu Nu half-opened one eye and looked quietly at the young man squatting beside him.

Lu Jinan bent down, picked up a branch from the ground and poked it, then turned his head and looked at Zhu Nu, who then pretended to close his eyes.

"You smashed it?"

The red deer collapsed on the ground, its eyes still closed, but its claws were waving wildly in front of its chest.

No, the tonic is wronging me.

My baby is just a baby who fainted.

Lu Jinan lowered his eyes and poked the person on the ground on the back with the branch again.

Because the person was lying on the ground with his back facing him, Lu Jinan couldn't see the person's face clearly, nor did he have the curiosity to take a look.

Judging from his breathing, he knew that this person just needed to rest for a while. Lu Jinan stood up, picked up the red deer on the ground and stepped forward.

When he was about to leave, he looked up at the sky again.

Although I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is indeed desolate to just lie here.

He looked down at the branch in his hand and an idea came to him.

Zhu Nu sat obediently on the side, watching the young man draw a circle around the person with a branch, and then threw a talisman into it to support the magic barrier.

Lu Jinan looked at the finished product in front of him and left with satisfaction.

Zhu Nu tilted his head, looked at the person holding an umbrella, and muttered, "Why don't you save him?"

This person just suffered a minor injury and was temporarily unconscious. There was no need for him to interfere in saving his life.

The slender fingertips flicked against his forehead, and Zhu Nuo covered his head and groaned in pain.

"Little guy, don't rescue the wild guys outside. Don't blame your uncle for not reminding you." Anyone would be suspicious if there was a dead body lying in this secret place where no one was around.

After traveling around the script world so many times, he has also found some general rules and methods. There are so many injured people, how could they just happen to fall in front of you by coincidence.

This is either an opportunity for men or a bad fate for women.

"Guguguguguwuwu (What were you doing just now)"

Lu Jinan pointed to the sky and said, "Not saving is one thing, but watching coldly is another."

As I was speaking, the raindrops above my head hit the umbrella with a loud noise.

Although he sees through the essence of things, he is not a completely heartless person. Although the plot is inevitable, some people are born to be abused.

“Gugugugu… (But uncle, we can’t get out of here alone. That’s the point…)”

They walked into a cave. Lu Jinan folded up his umbrella, shook it, and then put it aside.

Seeing Zhu Nuo's ears drooping and almost wilting, he hesitated and said, "Then... go back and see if he's awake?"

Raindrops were falling everywhere. People holding umbrellas stepped through shallow puddles, and tiny water droplets splashed on their shoes and socks, which was slightly cool.

The barrier he had set up shattered, leaving only a broken talisman lying alone on the ground, soaked by the rain. Lu Jinan stepped forward to pick up the talisman paper and waved to the little thing that had been looking around after jumping off his shoulder. "I'm a step too late. The person is gone."

It seems that this person's recovery ability is even stronger than he imagined.

Zhu Nuo didn't believe it and paced back and forth on the ground where the man was lying.

"Guguguguwu? (You were like a dead body just now, but you're back to full health so quickly?)"

"Mmmm. (It's amazing.)"

Lu Jinan looked at the little creature, purring to itself and wagging its tail. He was so touched by its cuteness that he wondered if he had ever raised such a cute little creature before.

Zhu Nu, who hadn't seen a single shadow, flew back dejectedly from the distant bushes and squeezed into Lu Jin'an's arms. He lowered his head and rubbed her, "It's okay, isn't my uncle still here?"

"Since someone fell in again, it means the entrance is not sealed." Lu Jinan lowered his head and stroked it gently.

"If that person can leave, so can we."

Zhu Nu loosened his grip on the man's collar. He felt like...something bad was about to happen.

After the rain, the water on the embankment rose and fell, and rays of light shone through the dark clouds like strands of hair.

Lu Jinan squatted on the shore, holding the rope with his left hand, picked up a stone on the ground with his right hand, and after spinning it beautifully in his palm, he accurately and surely hit the little red deer that was swimming hard on the seabed.

"Awoo! Woo woo woo woo (Liar, it will never trust beautiful people again)"

Then came another blow on the back, "Wuwu ......"

Then, as it swam, it found that there was indeed no original formation in front of it, and the impact of the waves kept surging in the opposite direction of it. It was a little exhausted and now only its tail was paddling in the water behind it.

Lu Jinan estimated that the time was about up, so he pulled the rope tied to his arm slightly, and the little red deer in the sea came out crying and wagging its big tail.

"At ease, squat down, and don't lie in my arms. Don't develop bad habits. You are already a big baby who has experienced life and death!"

Little Zhu Nu looked up at the serious boy above him, his hair hanging down wetly, and the area around his eyelids was also wet. He stared at him with his shining eyes.

As he moved his feet little by little, he murmured in a hoarse and soft animal voice, begging. Lu Jinan glanced down, twice, three times...

Finally, Zhu Nuo lay in Lu Jinan's arms and rubbed the water. Although his shaking ears were slapped by the person in front of him, the curve at the corner of his mouth looked like he didn't want any money.

"If you shake off the water again, I'll throw you in again." Lu Jinan said with disdain, stroking the animal's fur while drying it.

Zhu Nu quickly nodded obediently, nestled against Lu Jinan's neck in a flattering manner, and rubbed against him.

Then, he carried the little pet in his arms and walked towards the direction of the original stone statue, constantly observing the changes in the surrounding path as he walked.

Looking at the road they keep going back and forth.

A familiar feeling surged into his mind, like a stone that created a ripple, prying open this endless secret realm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the five-meter-tall stone statue, and smiled helplessly.

Although he couldn't find a way out or a way back, he had to find the source manufacturer of this magic circle.

"I didn't mean to offend you, but I'm sorry for disturbing your peace of mind."

The snake girl statue overlooking below still had a serene expression on her face, with her brows lowered and eyes looking at her guqin, without any movement.

Lu Jinan condensed a long sword in his hand, held it forward, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the tip of the sword cut through the blood on his palm.

Since he is the descendant of an ancient spirit demon, his blood has the power to devour the formation. At the very least, weakening it is good.

Little Zhu Nu looked at the man in front of him, who seemed to have gone mad again, and rushed out of his arms, "Guguguwu!"

The young man raised his eyes lazily, muttering some incantations, with blood dripping from his fingertips. Zhu Nu saw himself being swallowed by the bubble in an instant, and then rolled onto the lawn beside him.

The melon seed was scratching up and down frantically, but there was no sign of damage. Looking up, he saw the young man condensing the blood flowing from his palm into blood beads and throwing them into the air. He kicked up with his toes, raised his hand and brought down the sword. A bloody arc was cut through by the sharp sword energy, and the peaceful space around him was cut through, spraying out large pieces of blood-red rock.

It couldn't help but stop tearing with its claws.

"Yun Yi!"

The young man was dressed in white, fluttering in the wind. The blood that had just splattered had stained his handsome cheeks with blood. The white demonic patterns gradually merged with the red blood, and the ends of his hair that extended to his temples quietly turned red.

"Be obedient! Come here." Perhaps the tone at the beginning was too urgent, which made the man feel that something was wrong, so the soft tone of the following sentence was softened many times.

"Ayi, good day."

Hearing his name, Lu Jinan looked at his face. The wind lifted the corners of the man's gray-black clothes, and the icy face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was pierced by nervousness.

"It is you."

Seeing that it was Akabane, his tense body relaxed a little, but before he could even exchange greetings, he saw the face of the person in front of him turn pale quickly.