Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

"Not clean?"

Wu Ling raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the gloomy building.

He'd been chatting with his brother just now, so he hadn't paid much attention to his surroundings.

At this glance, his originally curious gaze gradually became a little strange.

This place is like the old forest in the mountains where some supernatural things happen on TV, surrounded by lush tree trunks, and surrounded by ruins that look like collapsed old houses.

And not far in front of these ruined stones, there is a small four-story building with a ghostly atmosphere.

However, what makes people feel a little frightening is that it is obviously noon at this time, but the building covered with dark brown paint seems to be wrapped in a film to block the sun, and there is no light at all inside, and it looks extremely dark.

In particular, the layer of red bricks outside the fence was covered with an unknown black liquid, which looked like it had been burned by fire, like dried blood, black and red.

So this makes the detached building look like the eerie haunted house that is often shown on TV, the inside of the building is pitch black, and the outside of the building is a blood-like red brick, eerie and permeating.

Suddenly.

In this gloomy ghost building, there was a sudden harsh and rough hoarse sound, followed by the sound of flapping wings.

"Quack—quack—"

Several crows flew out of the ghost building, and then landed on the withered branches of the small building, staring at the people under the tree without moving.

The crow's feathers are black, black and lifeless, reminiscent of the colors of cemeteries and mourning halls.

In this weird and gloomy situation, Wu Ling blinked his big round eyes a few times.

His extremely abnormal brain circuitry inevitably turned into some strange corner.

He looked at the ghost building in front of him, Derpy was furious, the expression on his face was extremely serious, and he couldn't help but say:

"Wow, this place is so suitable for destroying corpses." "

Young man:"......"

His eyes hidden in the helmet blinked, and then he looked at Wu Ling in front of him with a strange face a little dumbly, pursed his thin lips, and didn't know how to reply for a while.

Wu Xian, who was next to him, flashed a trace of emotion in his eyes when he saw his brother observing the western-style building with a strange expression.

He was holding the helmet in one hand, and looked at Wu Ling with a somewhat lazy movement, after hearing some puzzling words from his mouth.

Wu slanted his eyes with a hint of emotion, and he hooked his lips and reached out to flick the little derpy hair on his brother's head that was swaying in the wind.

Wu Ling, who was carefully observing the western-style building, suddenly had an itchy scalp, and a crisis rose in his heart.

He tilted his head and looked back, and found that it was his brother who was pulling out the seedlings for him, so he calmly withdrew his gaze and stretched out his little paws to pat his face.

"Well, my brother must have helped me grow taller.

After muttering in his heart, Wu Ling waved to the silent young man next to him with a pair of big clear eyes.

When the young man beckoned to Wu Ling, his fingertips twisted the handlebars, his long legs pressed against the ground, and then leaned forward slightly, lifted his eyelids and looked at Wu Ling, as if he was a little puzzled, and let out a light "Huh?"

After seeing the young man coming, Wu Ling asked in a low voice,

"Dude, what's unclean here?"

After saying this, the young man's voice paused, and then added: "A lot of people.

Wu Ling listened to the young man's tone in front of him, blinked

, and thought in his heart: "This guy seems to know a lot of things, but speaking of which, how much should their locals know about the things in this building, right?"

Wu Ling squinted his eyes when he thought of this, and a trace of scheming flashed quickly in his eyes.

He leaned forward again, and said to the little boy with a thoughtful mouth:

"Eh, buddy, do you know who those people who died here?"

The boy shook his head, "I don't know, but it's dangerous here, and if you have something to do, you'd better get down the mountain before it gets dark."

Wu Ling listened to the young man's words, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his waist and finally the soles of his feet empty.

Wu Ling's size suddenly surpassed that of the boy who was taller than him even on a motorcycle.

He blinked in confusion, and the two little feet in the air fluttered a few times in the air, but they didn't step on the ground.

The young man looked at the person in front of him who had suddenly risen and blinked a little suspiciously.

Then his gaze moved to the man who picked him up with one hand.

Wu Ling also turned his head to look at the person who picked him up in a daze, and asked blankly

: "What's wrong, brother, I accidentally stepped on your feet?"

Wu Xian shook his head, put his child in his hand, glanced at the dim sky, and said softly: "It may be raining."

When the two children were chatting just now, Wu Xian noticed that the sky was a little dark, and it looked like it was going to rain.

The two of them chatted quite happily before they met, and they didn't notice the change in the weather, their dark eyes flashed, and then they decisively hugged the child in front of him behind him.

Wu Ling listened to his brother's words, and at this time he realized that the originally bright sky above his head had darkened unconsciously.

His heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the young man in front of him, "Dude, did you bring an umbrella?"