After handing out flashlights and brooms, and after making sure that there were no correct number of people, Mr. Luo asked the students to follow him down the stone stairs of the bomb shelter in groups of two. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As previously estimated, this bomb shelter has been idle for many years, and there are not many lights that can be lit inside, and many of the light bulbs are flickering on and off.

The lack of light and the eerie atmosphere in the bomb shelter made the boys, who had just complained about their role as coolies, begin to be a little inexplicably excited.

"It's a bit like making a horror movie. ”

"yes, it's a little scary, there won't be ghosts down there. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid is the least timid"

"It's as if you're not afraid, why do you rely on me so tightly?。。 ”

The boys started to gossip. Xing Guang and Sun Xiaoming walked in the middle of the team, Xing Guang was also a little excited about this strange atmosphere, but Sun Xiaoming looked solemn.

"Ah Guang, don't stay too far away from me later" Sun Xiaoming suddenly said to Xing Guang.

"What's the matter, you're scared too?" Xing Guang, who thought Sun Xiaoming was starting to be scared, replied with a mocking tone.

"Well, well, I'm a little scared, anyway, don't stay too far away from me. Sun Xiaoming sighed helplessly.

"Hehe, no problem, I will protect you well when I get to the bottom, and I promise not to leave you!" Xing Guang, who thought that he had finally won, became more and more excited.

After walking a short staircase, the students are presented with a corridor of nearly 50 meters, and on this corridor there is an iron gate every 10 meters, and the rust on the iron door shows that it has indeed been here for some years.

"Okay, students, let me talk briefly. Bomb shelter No. 1 was designed to be stocked with supplies, and there were four rooms, all but three of which needed to be cleaned up, except for the innermost locked one. If you find that there are still things in the room, as long as they are not very heavy, move them out, remember to put safety first, and let's get started!" With Teacher Luo's order, the students began to freely form teams to open the iron door to clean up.

Xing Guang teamed up with Sun Xiaoming and a few other good classmates to clean the third room. Pushing open the somewhat sluggish iron door, a musty smell rushed to the face, everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and some students complained about why they didn't give out masks.

After the musty smell dissipated for a while, Xing Guang found that the whole room was dark and there was no light at all, and he could only understand the situation in the room through the lighting of a flashlight.

It should be said that the structure of the whole room is very simple, that is, a boxy space of about 100 square meters. Rows of discarded tables and chairs stacked near the inner walls, without windows. There is an old chandelier directly above the room, but it is clearly broken.

"Let's make our own arrangements, leave one responsible for lighting the door, and the other five students and I will go in to move the tables and sweep the floor. Sun Xiaoming is usually more popular among his classmates, and at this time he began to assign everyone's tasks.

"I, can I light you at the door? I'm honestly afraid of the dark." A skinny boy with glasses timidly raised his hand and took the initiative to claim the task of lighting.

"Okay, it's just you, everyone give the flashlight to Xiaojun, and the rest of the students will go in with me and move the tables and chairs out first. Now that their tasks have been assigned, a group of little ones are starting to work in full swing.

"Hey, Xiaoming, you were scared to death just now, why are you angry again!" Xing Guang couldn't help but start teasing again while carrying the table with Sun Xiaoming outside.

"Don't talk nonsense, you just have to follow me, finish it early and go home early, don't forget that it's raining today." Sun Xiaoming was angry when he saw Xing Guang's disgusting appearance, so he could only respond coldly with a sideways face.

As the saying goes, there is a lot of strength in numbers, and after a while, the kung fu tables and chairs were almost moved. Just as Xing Guang was about to move the last chair out of the corner, a small black figure suddenly rushed along the chair to the back of his hand.

Xing Guang, who was frightened by this sudden situation, screamed, and quickly threw his hand and threw the black shadow and the chair aside.

Hearing Xing Guang's exclamation, Sun Xiaoming, who reacted quickly, rushed to his side with an arrow, unconsciously put on a defensive posture with both hands, put his back close to Xing Guang, and asked a little nervously: "What's wrong, Ah Guang?

"It looks like a mouse crawled on my hand just now. Xing Guang replied uncertainly.

"Xiaojun, put the flashlight on my side a little and see if there are any rats or anything like that. Hearing that it might be a mouse, Xiaoming's nervous expression eased a little, and beckoned the classmates in charge of lighting at the door to concentrate the light.

The classmate Xiaojun, who was afraid of the dark, was also trembling because of Xing Guang's exclamation just now, causing the flashlight to shake for a while. Finally, I hurriedly concentrated a few flashlights at Xing Guang's feet, only to see the chair that fell to the ground, but not the mouse.

"Well, it's not surprising that there are rats, after all, it's been abandoned for so many years. Okay, Ah Guang, you can move this last chair to it, and leave the rest of the cleaning tasks to me and the rest of the students. ”

Seeing that there was no situation, Sun Xiaoming began to urge Xing Guang to finish his work as soon as possible and return to the ground. Xing Guang, who was frightened, was not in the mood to clean at this time, nodded and walked outside the air-raid shelter with a chair.

Wan Linglong, who was in charge of the command at the entrance of the cave, frowned when she saw Xing Guang's pale face, and asked in a solemn tone, "What's the matter, Xing Guang?

"Oh, it's nothing, the work is almost done, I'll come up first to breathe!" Xing Guang obviously didn't want to talk about the gaffe just now in front of a girl, and said perfunctorily.

"Is that so? Okay, it's almost time, if you're tired, you can go back to the classroom with a few girls first!" Although she knew that Xing Guang didn't tell the truth, Wan Linglong didn't plan to ask.

"No, I'll wait for Xiaoming to come up and go back to the classroom together, you're busy. Although he did feel a little dizzy, Xing Guang still chose to stay and wait for his friends to go back together. Seeing Xing Guang so persistent, Wan Linglong didn't say much, and began to direct the girls to complete the cleanup work again.

Soon, before the bell rang for the end of class, all the clean-up was done. On behalf of the school, Mr. Luo thanked all the students for their hard work, disbanded the team on the spot, and told everyone to go home early.

"Xiaoguang, have you sorted out your things, let's go!" Sun Xiaoming, who was already carrying his schoolbag, began to urge Xing Guang to hurry home.

"Don't you see it's cleaning up?,What is urging?。。 Huh, where's my ring?" Xing Guang, who was dealing with Sun Xiaoming while packing up his books, suddenly found that the ring on the middle finger of his left hand was missing when he closed his schoolbag.

"What did you say?" As soon as he heard Xing Guang say that the ring was missing, Sun Xiaoming, who had always been calm, instantly exclaimed!