ead and asked:"What's wrong"Wu Ling looked at her older brother's face, which was still 'kind and amiable'. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, a chill running down her spine. She asked with suspi...As the two people unlocked the door and pushed it open, as if by coincidence, the long-awaited torrential downpour suddenly poured down.

Wu Ling only felt that she had just taken two steps forward with her own elder brother, when the tender shoots on top of her head were watered by some kind of unknown liquid.

My scalp felt cold.

"Huh What's that"

Wu Ling dazedly wiped the unknown liquid from her face with her hand, reflexively looking up.

Perhaps it was due to bad luck, or maybe he was just destined for misfortune.

As he looked up, a whirlwind suddenly swept in, and hailstones the size of beans came down immediately, drenching Wu Ling's face.

Wu Ling: "…Is this some kind of new welcome ceremony Free face washes"

When Wu Ling was a bit stunned by the rain, Wu Xialie immediately reacted.

He barely even thought about it, immediately unzipped the backpack behind him and buckled the fox helmet inside onto Wu Ling's head.

Then she pulled open her own coat and draped it over him, reaching out to grasp his wrist.

"Go."

This series of actions was completed almost instantaneously within two seconds, in one smooth motion.

Wu Ling was pulled forward and stumbled two steps before reacting.

He was wearing a little fox helmet, and his small paws were struggling to put the yellow duck helmet on his older brother, like he was trying to copy a picture of a cat.

However, during the backflip, he was a little shorter in the leg compared to Wu Xia.

And because the helmet blocked his vision, he almost tripped and fell flat on his face.

Fortunately, Wu Xie saved him, preventing his handsome face from hitting the ground in a tragic way.

Wu Ling: "I inexplicably feel like my older brother is very reliable, and I'm a complete failure..."

He wiped the rainwater off his neck, his tiny paws clenched tightly. His heart was resolute: "No, I have to be brave!"

At that moment, a clap of thunder roared, and the rain came down even harder.

Just as Wu Ling was about to experience the warmth of her brother's embrace herself, she instantly snuggled into her older brother's arms.

He sniffed, clutching his older brother's warm arm, and thought to himself in a pathetically childish way:

"Forget it, forget it. Just trash is trash, just a noob is a noob. It's better than being beaten up like a boiled chicken, besides my brother's embrace smells pretty good."

Wu Xie didn't know that his younger brother had gone through a whole drama in his mind in just a few seconds.

He hugged Wu Ling's back and quickly ran towards the entrance of the dilapidated teaching building.

The distance from the iron gate to the teaching building entrance is quite long, and the surrounding courtyard is overgrown with weeds and scattered stones, making it very difficult to walk.

Plus the monsoon winds and heavy rain, the downpour came on suddenly. In just a few seconds, a small stream of mud had already formed on the ground.

The ground was uneven and pitted, with mud so deep that your shoes sank almost to your ankles.

Wu Ling and Wu Xie ran forward, almost knee-deep in mud and grass.

In the blink of an eye, the white sneakers on their feet turned into gray sneakers.

The wind is blowing harder and harder.

Wu Ling felt that if it wasn't for his older brother pulling him along, this small frame of his could have tried the feeling of free flight. His clothes were all soaked and stuck to his skin, very uncomfortable.

Although he felt a little unwell, he was unusually alert and noticed that on the far left side of the courtyard there was a tall, withered, black tree.

The shape and position of that tree were just like the ginkgo tree in the photo with his uncle.

Wu Xie seemed to have noticed the big tree as well, and the two pairs of eyes met in front.

Then he quickly took them back and, facing the strong wind and heavy rain, ran quickly toward the teaching building entrance.

However, just as the two of them ran to the teaching building, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down with a deafening roar. Its blinding and icy light pierced the darkness, illuminating the gloomy sky.

Wu Ling squinted at the glare, but it also allowed him to see clearly the front gate of the teaching building ahead.

The door in front of me was not the glass and metal doors common in schools today, but a red-painted, arched wooden door.

However, the door looked extremely dilapidated. The carvings on it had been eroded beyond recognition, and cobwebs covered every corner.

The seal on top had also become blurred due to the passage of time and rain, and wooden splinters were scattered all around it.

After rushing to the entrance of the teaching building.

Wu Ling looked at the rather old lock on the wooden door, rubbing her paws together.

Actually, he's not weak either, and he has some experience with opening this kind of lock.

Because he used this kind of lock on his house when he was a child, but Wu Ling often forgot to bring his key.

So, to avoid being locked out and spending a miserable night outside, he often pestered his grandmother as a child to take him to Old Yao's locksmith shop.

Even Old Yao, who was known for picking locks, found him interesting and was happy to play with him.

Besides, although Wu Ling doesn't seem very intelligent at first glance, he is actually quite cunning.

So while Lao Yao was picking the lock, Wu Ling watched from beside him, holding a candied fruit skewer.

Over time, he also learned the skill of lock picking, but only for very basic locks.

Wu Ling's little dog paws twitched, just about to excitedly test if her lock-picking skills had deteriorated at all.

But he suddenly felt a tightness in his arm, followed by a warmth on his back.

He was put into an extremely warm and safe place.

As Wu Xie was about to reach the door, he feared there might be some mechanism inside. So, he shoved his younger brother, who he considered frail and helpless, under his arm for protection.

Then, looking at the somewhat rusty lock on the iron gate, he simply grabbed it with his fingers and pulled.

The lock, which was as big as half an adult's hand, was instantly pulled off by him.

Wu Ling: "..."

He glanced at his older brother's strong, powerful hands, then at his own chubby little paws.

After a moment of silence.

Wu Ling pretended to be nonchalant and quietly retracted her dog paws, hugging herself tightly.

A weakling locksmith, online and humble.

Wu's strength was great, after he pulled the padlock off.

He pushed the wooden door a few times with his hand, and the wooden door suddenly made several piercing "creaking" sounds.

Subsequently, this seemingly dilapidated door creaked open, revealing a small slit without any wind.

This wooden door seemed to be blocked by something behind it, only allowing a finger-width crack to be pushed open.

Suddenly, a musty smell that had been sealed for a long time hit him.

Wu Ling was close to the door, and in addition, his nose was much more sensitive than ordinary people's.

So when the door was opened, he immediately wrinkled his face in disgust.ngly fast, and he managed to escape.Wu Ling remembered his older brother's movements, after Wu Xie kicked open the door.He bolted forward, clutching his small iron rod tightly. His gaze swept across t...