Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Ling held his small water cup and looked at the ugly little spiders under the podium motionlessly.

He saw that the spiders were swarming into the crevice under the pulpit like a small tide, and that so many spiders could still get in.

The expression on Wu Ling's face was a little excited, a little surprised, and a little disgusted, in short, it was very strange.

He frowned, his eyes shining as he tossed his small cup to the side.

Then he patted Wu Xian, who was thinking silently next to him, and pointed to the podium in front of him and said excitedly:

"Brother, brother, look at that!"

Wu Xian was originally arranging their only news in his mind.

Hearing this, he reached out and pushed the gold-wire glasses on his face, leaned closer to Wu Ling, and looked forward with a flashlight along his fingertips.

I saw a large pool of black spider liquid in front of me, drilling into the dilapidated bottom of the front of me.

Then a large wave of spider liquid disappeared as if out of thin air.

Wu Xian puffed out his cheeks with his tongue, feeling a little amused and alert to himself.

They had a preconceived idea that this would crack the countertop, and that there would be nothing hidden in it with only a few wooden strips left to support it.

So they turned over all the tables, chairs, benches, and bookcases here, but they didn't even think about it, they didn't move.

I don't know that the secret is hidden in this pulpit.

If it weren't for Wu Ling's sharp eyes, the two of them might have to waste a few hours here.

Wu Xian hid his thoughts, reached out and touched the hair of the excited child next to him, and said with a smile:

"Our little master is really a little lucky star, let's go, go over and have a look."

Wu Ling's ears were a little red when he was praised, and he smiled embarrassedly, and the whole person was as smart as a lively and shy little fox.

The two said they would do it.

Wu Ling stuffed his small cup back into his backpack, and then followed his brother to the front of the big podium.

Although the podium looks dilapidated, it is indeed made of solid wood, and the whole frame is extremely strong.

Otherwise, this podium would not have stood steadily in the past 20 years.

Wu Xian half-squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand and took out the rotten broom that had grown maggots, turned green and black, and some messy things under the podium.

Wu Ling squatted behind his elder brother, and when Wu Xian took out all those things, he was responsible for throwing them all aside.

After a while, the mess under the podium, which looked like a garbage dump, became much cleaner than the surrounding environment.

Wu leaned into the bottom of the podium, and tapped his fingers around on the ground.

"Knock knock—"

There were several dull and loud noises on the ground from the tap of his fingertips, and nothing unusual sounded.

But when his fingertips tapped on a place, the sound on the ground suddenly became much more empty than before, and even sounded a little echoy.

The classroom was very quiet, so the sound was very noticeable.

Wu Ling held the backpacks of the two in his arms and squatted beside his brother.

When he heard this voice, he smacked his lips, held his face and said

, "I'll go, the person who designed this secret passage is quite a thief, and he actually designed the secret passage under this podium."

"Then he wants to wait for the students to come out of this podium automatically and surprise the students when they are in class?"

Wu Xian: "......"

He glanced at the little brother who was extremely surprised by his brain circuits, silently wiped his face with his arm, and sighed faintly in his mouth.

Surprise? This is a fright, right?

The student said: This kind of surprise is good, but it is not necessary.

Wu slanted his thoughts, shook his head, and re-focused his gaze on the podium in front of him.

The wooden planks under the pulpit were nailed to the ground by screws, though they were covered in rust.

But because the screws are all solid, they are strong.

In addition, although this plank is very old, it is very sturdy, and it is really impossible to open it with bare hands.

Wu Xian had to use the dagger as a pry board, and the sharp tip of the blade was inserted into the cracked wood, and then a wooden stick was padded under the dagger as a warping point.

He pushed his fingers up slightly, only to hear a "click".

The plank, which originally looked close to the ground, was suddenly pried out by him for a finger-wide gap.

Wu Xian put the dagger at his feet, and his fingers reached into the gap that had been pried open.

When he was about to break it out, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head slightly to look at Wu Ling, who also put his fingers into the gap next to him, ready to break the plank with him.

Wu's eyes flashed slightly, and his dark pupils flashed a few rays of light under the illumination of the flashlight, looking gentle but with a hint of unclear emotion.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Ling, beckoned him with his other finger, and said softly, "Xiao Ling, come here." "

Huh?" Wu Ling blinked, a pair of black and white dogs with some doubt in their eyes.

However, although he was puzzled, he still obediently listened to his brother's words.

His fingers were pulled out from under the dusty wooden plank, and he squatted beside Wu Xian with the two backpacks next to him.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Wu Xian didn't speak, but squatted behind Wu Ling, and the fingers holding the wooden board were hard to break up.

Suddenly, there was a loud "squeak" sound that was so piercing that it looked like a wail on the verge of death.

Immediately afterward, the crackling sound of intermittent wooden planks breaking rang out.

In less than two seconds, the extremely sturdy wooden plank and the frame around the platform were broken by Wu Xian with one hand.

Because the frame was broken, the dilapidated pulpit seemed to let out a dying wail.

I heard a loud screeching sound, "Squeak-"

The podium, which had stood for nearly 20 years, collapsed directly.

Suddenly, the dust on the ground was shaken and splashed everywhere, and the smoke was miasma.

In this sudden situation, most people would have been caught off guard by inhaling a few puffs of dust.

But the two people who were squatting next to the 'dust manufacturing place' were stunned by the fact that there was no dust on their faces except for a few spots of dust stuck to their bodies and hair.

A second before Wu Xian broke the plank, he closed his mouth and nose extremely presciently.

Wu Ling next to him was covered by his clothes on his head, and then took him into his arms, directly preventing him from being covered with dust.

After a few moments, the dust settled.

In the bulging coat in Wu Xian's arms, a hairy little head melon with a red face came out.

"Whew~ suffocated me.

Wu Ling took a few deep breaths while picking up his brother's legs, and then shook the dust on his hair like a puppy.

Wu Xian, who was next to him, wiped a handful of dust that fell on his face.

Then his eyes fell on the little man with a clean face in his arms, and he reached out and patted the dust on his hair.

"Didn't choke

?" Wu Ling obediently opened a pair of big eyes, tilted his head and was patted by Wu obliquely in his hair.

He grabbed the hem of Wu Xian's shirt, and said with sparkling eyes: "Brother, you are so reliable, warm, and reliable!"

Wu Ling knew at this time why his brother had just let him come over.

Because he had just stood there, it was the place where the smoke was most smoky when the dust was raised.

Wu hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, reached out and nodded his eyebrows: "Slap the sycophants again."

Wu Ling approached Wu Xian, looked at him with big round eyes, and said sincerely: "What's the matter, I have this from the bottom of my heart."

As he spoke, Wu Ling gestured a careful heart with his fingers from his left chest: "Brother, you see my sincerity to you, send you."

Wu Xian grinned at his brother's appearance of playing treasure, and the corners of his mouth went up.

He looked at Wu Ling's two fingers raised, and co-ordinated his air heart with his fingertips.

Then he pretended to stuff it into the breast pocket of his shirt, and said with a smile: "Thank you to our little master, I like it very much." "

Hey, hey.

Wu Ling bent his eyes and smiled, and the two small dimples on his face were exposed.

He rubbed his nose a little embarrassed, and then his eyes fell on the dusty podium.

Because the pulpit had completely collapsed, the wooden plank underneath was completely shattered.

I saw a square black hole more than half a meter wide suddenly appear under the podium.