Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

When the two of them unlocked and pushed the door in, it was a coincidence that the downpour that had been brewing for a long time suddenly poured down.

Wu Ling only felt that he had just pulled his brother two steps forward, and the little tender seedling on top of his head was watered by some unknown liquid.

The scalp is cold.

"Hmm, what's that?"

Wu Ling wiped the unknown liquid that fell on his face with his hand in a little confusion, and reflexively looked up.

As a result, I don't know if God is not beautiful, or if he was born unlucky.

When he looked up, the wind howled in an instant, and the raindrops the size of beans fell instantly, directly landing on Wu Ling's face.

Wu Ling: "......" Is this a new type of welcome ceremony for entering the door? Wash people's faces for free?

When Wu Ling was a little stunned by the rain, Wu Xian immediately reacted.

He almost didn't even think about it, and immediately ripped off the backpack behind him and buckled the fox helmet inside to Wu Ling's head.

Then he pulled off his coat again, draped it over him, and reached out to hold his wrist.

"Let's go. "

This series of actions is almost instantaneous in two seconds, all in one go.

Wu Ling was pulled and staggered forward two steps, and then reacted.

He was wearing a little fox helmet, and his little paws were a little difficult to buckle his little yellow duck helmet on his brother like a cat.

However, in the process of buckling, his legs were a little shorter than Wu Xian.

And because the helmet blocked his vision a little, he almost didn't fall on all fours.

Thanks to Wu Xian, he fished him out, which avoided the misery of his handsome face on the ground.

Wu Ling, who inexplicably felt that his brother was very reliable and wasteful

: "......" He wiped the rain from his neck, and his little paws clenched tightly He thought firmly: "No, I have to be strong!"

At this time, a thunderstorm sounded, and the rain fell even more.

Wu Ling, who had just prepared to be reliable and let his brother experience the warm embrace, instantly stuck to his brother's arms again.

He sniffed, hugged his brother's warm arm, and thought in his heart:

"Forget it, waste is waste, rookie chicken is rookie, it's better than being poured into soup chicken, and my brother's arms are quite fragrant."

Wu Xian didn't know that his brother had staged a big drama in his mind in just a few seconds.

He grabbed Wu Ling's back and quickly led him towards the door of the abandoned teaching building.

There is a long distance from the iron gate to the entrance of the school building, and the surrounding yard is full of weeds and some stones piled up in a mess, so it will be very difficult to walk.

In addition, the wind and rain in the rainy season are coming and going, but in a few seconds, the ground has actually merged into a small mudflow.

The ground was full of potholes, and the muddy water almost reached the soles of the feet when the shoes stepped on.

Wu Ling and Wu Xian, they stepped on the mud and lawn, almost shallow and deep, running forward.

The white sneakers on the feet of the two turned into gray sneakers in the blink of an eye.

The wind is blowing harder and stronger.

Wu Ling felt that if it weren't for his brother dragging him, he would be able to try the feeling of flying freely with his small weight, and his clothes were all wet and sticking to his skin, which was very uncomfortable.

However, although he was a little uncomfortable, he was particularly alert to the fact that there was a large black tree on the far left side of the courtyard.

The shape and position of the tree resembled the ginkgo tree in the photo of his third uncle.

Wu Xian also seemed to notice the big tree, and their eyes met in front of them.

Then he took it back at the same time, and then ran quickly to the door of the teaching building in the face of the storm.

However, as soon as the two of them ran to the school building, a bolt of lightning suddenly thundered, and the blinding and cold light broke through the darkness and illuminated the gloomy sky.

Wu Ling was squinted by the light, but the light also allowed him to see the door of the teaching building in front of him.

The door in front of me is not a glass and metal door that is commonly used in schools today, but an arched wooden door painted with red paint.

However, the door looked extremely dilapidated, with carved carvings on it that had been corroded and the corners covered with dense cobwebs.

The seal attached to it was also blurred by the rain due to the passage of time, and the surrounding area was scattered by the rain.

After hurriedly running to the door of the teaching building.

Wu Ling looked at the somewhat old lock on the wooden door and rubbed his puppy's paws.

In fact, his strength is not weak, and he can also have experience in this kind of lock opening.

Because when he was a child, he used this kind of lock to lock the door at home, but Wu Ling often forgot to bring the key.

So in order to avoid being locked out of the door and staying all night, he often pestered his grandmother to take him to the old Yao Tou who unlocked the lock to play when he was a child.

The old Yao Tou who unlocked the lock was also quite rare for him, and was willing to play with him.

In addition, although Wu Ling doesn't look very smart, he is a ghost in his heart.

So when Lao Yao unlocked the lock, Wu Ling took a sugar gourd and watched from the side.

Over time, he also learned the skill of picking locks with one hand, but only for this very low-level lock.

Wu Ling's paws opened, and he was about to try his lock-picking skills with great interest.

He suddenly felt a tightness in his arm, and then a warmth in his back.

He was shoved into an extremely warm and safe place.

When Wu Xian walked to the door, he was afraid that there would be some mechanism in the door, so he stuffed his brother, who he thought was weak and unable to take care of himself, under his arm.

Then he looked at the somewhat broken lock on the iron door, and directly pulled his finger hard.

The lock, which was half the size of an adult's palm, was pulled down by him in an instant.

Wu Ling: "......"

He looked at his elder brother Kong Wu's powerful big hand, and then at his chubby puppy's paws.

After a moment of silence.

Wu Ling pretended to be inadvertently and silently withdrew his dog paws, and hugged his weak self tightly.

Weak chicken little locksmith, humble online.

Wu Xian's strength was very strong, after pulling the lock down.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden door a few times, and there were a few squeaky sounds from the wooden door.

Then the shabby-looking door automatically moved a small crack without wind.

The back of the wooden door seemed to be blocked by some kind of obstacle, and it could only be pushed open by a small crack the thickness of a finger.

Suddenly, a musty smell that had been sealed for a long time came to my face.

Wu Ling is very close to the door, and his nose is much more sensitive than ordinary people.

So when the door was opened, he immediately choked and wrinkled his face.