In the early morning, Qin Wuyou, who was sleeping on the floor, was awakened by the sound of impact at the door.

Qin Wuyou, who woke up, rubbed his eyes and felt that he was still sleepy. The wound was still very painful last night, which made him toss and turn, unable to sleep all night, and it was not easy to wake up again shortly after he fell asleep.

"Leng, what's wrong, why is it so noisy?" Qin Wuyou asked coldly at the only angel on the bed in a sleepy mood.

"It's windy, it seems that it's about to rain." Angel Leng sat on the bed and looked at the wooden door that had just been installed yesterday, but was now shaking by the wind again, and kept creaking.

"I'll go out and have a look."

Qin Wuyou opened the shaking small wooden door and walked out of the house. He felt a strong mountain wind blowing in his face. The powerful wind force almost made him unsteadily stand and fall to the ground.

It was clearly early in the morning, but the sky was very dark, and dark clouds were like a towering city in the sky, pressing down on the sky, covering the scarlet red eyes just now, as if they were about to fall, suppressing the whole world was quiet, only the cold wind was passing through fiercely, and the weak flowers and plants had already trembled and impressed the ground, and even the tall and comfortable feeling bent down in front of the wind in pain.

"The stream clouds first rose and sunken the pavilion, and the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building. It seems that a heavy rain will come soon." Looking at the extremely bad weather when I woke up early, Qin Wuyou was in a heavy mood.

"We have to seize the time to strengthen this house, otherwise we may not last long." Angel Leng came to Qin Wuyou and looked at the small wooden house behind him with concern. Their only safe haven for shelter from the wind and rain. If they were not reinforced, they would probably fall apart in the upcoming storm, and they would lose the hard-earned shelter at that time.

Looking at the small wooden house that was shaking in the wind and could fall down at any time, Qin Wuyou nodded: "It really needs to be reinforced. I will cut the wood, hurry up and try to do it before the storm comes, otherwise I will have to work in the rain."

After saying that, Qin Wuyou left the rose garden with a kitchen knife and headed towards a lush place. Not long after, Qin Wuyou came back one after another with a few trees as thick as a calf.

After measuring the length with his hands, he split the trunk from it in two sections, and the remaining wood began to be treated the same way. Soon he got eight pillars of approximately the same length and sharpened one end of the eight trees respectively.

"What should I do next?" asked coldly the angel who was watching Qin Wuyou fiddling with him.

"This wooden house has been a bit old. It looks very unstable and there is a risk of collapse at any time. Now we need to first push these eight tree trunks outside the four walls to be their support columns, and fix them as a whole. Then we can strengthen the wall and repair the roof." Qin Wuyou pointed to the trunk he had cut off and began to tell his plan to Angel Leng.

"I'll help you with these, and you can continue to cut some of the wood you need to use." As he said that, Angel Leng walked over slowly, bent down and wanted to lift the trunk of Qin Wuyou to walk towards the wooden house.

Qin Wuyou nodded and did not postpone it. Although their situation was not as good as before, it was much better than ordinary people. There was no sprain that was not cured in a week or two. The angel cold recovered a lot after only one night. The swollen ankle disappeared a lot. As long as you don’t run around in a large amount, it would have no effect on doing something simple. Qin Wuyou did not have the kindness to postpone her. With her help, you can get on a lot faster. Who knows when the heavy rain will fall.

Qin Wuyou turned around and crawled into the woods again. After angel Leng on the other side put the wood, he walked into the house with some unnaturally and moved out the only wooden table.

After finding a small wooden board and digging a small hole on the edge of the wall, I grabbed the wooden stake with both hands, aimed the sharpened end at the small hole she had just dug and smashed it hard, smashing the wooden stake into more than ten centimeters. The wooden stake stood firmly on the ground.

Then Angel Leng picked up a big stone from the ground and slowly climbed onto the table. He stood on the table. He held the big stone and began to smash it hard against the wooden stake.

An hour later, Qin Wuyou had strengthened the originally thin wooden wall, and now he began to climb up the roof to repair the broken holes.

Angel Leng has also completed the work. She threw the stone in her hand on the ground and rubbed her sore wrist. After an hour of hard work, she punched two large wooden stakes on each side of the four walls, which were used as support columns of the wooden house. Each of them was punched more than one meter deep underground. No matter how strong the wind and rain were, she would not be afraid that the house would collapse.

At this time, it began to drizzle in the sky, and dripping drizzles seemed to be playing a small dance music, falling from time to time on Qin Wuyou who was busy.

After a moment, the originally dark sky rolled over from the edge of the sky again, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, Qin Wuyou touched the rain on his face and said to the angel under the house: "Length, it's raining heavily. You go into the house first, I'm almost done."

It was already raining heavily in the sky, and I had already done my job, and I couldn't help the rest. Angel Leng nodded at Qin Wuyou and turned around and disappeared into his sight.

Qin Wuyou, who was wet by the heavy rain, had to speed up his movements and kept beating the roof with a kitchen knife.

Not long after, Qin Wuyou, who was focusing on his busyness, suddenly was stunned and felt that there was no rain on his body. Could it be that the rain had stopped? Such heavy rain should not stop so quickly.

Qin Wuyou looked up in surprise and looked around. It didn't stop, but it was still raining heavily. At this time, he found that several huge palm leaves suddenly appeared on his head. It was these palm leaves that blocked the rain that was supposed to be slapped on him.

"Didn't you let you go into the house to hide from the rain? Why did you run to the roof?" Qin Wuyou sneered at the angel standing behind him holding palm leaves to block the rain for him.

Several large palm leaves protected Qin Wuyou's entire body, but the angel cold held in the arms was only blocking a little, and half of his body was completely wet.

Looking at the wet angel cold, Qin Wuyou couldn't help feeling a hint of warmth in his heart. He reached out to grab a piece of palm leaves on his head and gently pushed it towards the angel cold so that she could also protect her under the palm leaves.

Angel Leng looked at the hole that had only been repaired for half, and said, "Wuyou, the rain is too heavy, so let's go back and avoid it first. This small hole will be repaired after the rain stops."

Qin Wuyou was stunned. This was the first time she had called her name directly since she knew the angel cold. She had always followed the old angels to call her instructors, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. Last time she called her name after getting drunk, but that was because of her unconscious behavior after being drunk, and she felt different.

Qin Wuyou shook his head: "Wait for me for a while, there are not many more anyway, and I can finish it soon. I don't want the place where we rest to be soaked in the rain."

He did not advise the Angel Leng to go back first. He had already climbed onto the roof to block the rain for himself. If he said this, he would feel a little ignorant of the good people's hearts.
Chapter completed!