Chapter 113 The curling hole lights went out, and the women were touched her buttocks

"Be careful, everyone. The ground is very slippery in some places. Be careful not to slip." Jiang Yachun stopped again and warned the students who did not come in behind that because it was too cold in the cave, some places had formed ice, and there was indeed a danger of slipping.

Ye Bihuang kept up with the girl team and always stared at Xia Na and Lan Muxi. The hole was a little gloomy, and I didn't know whether the two girls were cold or not.

The army took about 20 or 30 steps and heard the roar of waterfalls in the cave. It was indeed echoing like thunder as the poem said. This must be the waterfall under the curling cave. After walking up dozens of stone steps, the sound of the waterfall was louder. Suddenly, a waterfall was hanging down and spewing out of the stone gap on the right side of the top of the cave, up to more than 20 meters high, like ten thousand horses galloping. The waterfall fell to the ground, like flying beads splashing jade, meteors flying, Russia and seeping into the bottom of the cave, invisible and traceless, amazing. The winding edge of the stone steps is close to the waterfall, and I suddenly feel a cool breeze and foggy.

"It's so beautiful!" Lan Muxi couldn't help admiring that the curling cave almost maintained its original appearance. The only change was a string of colorful lamps hanging on the rock wall, which was used for tourists to illuminate and added colorful colors to the cave...

"It's a little cold here." Lee Kuan Yew had a water fight with someone just now. Now his clothes have not been dry, and he has insisted on entering the hole until now there is a cold war.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "It's coming out of the hole soon. Hold on."

"Yes." Lee Kuan Yew nodded and stamped his feet to dispel the chill on his body.

"This cave is so beautiful."

"It's really beautiful." Lee Kuan Yew nodded. Whether it was the stalactus of the curling hole or a small waterfall, it was an amazing existence.

"Jin Lixiang, a scholar in the Song Dynasty, once had a poem. Who remembers the moon in the pot? The water flies from the clouds and returns by itself. It describes this curling hole. Since now on, it really lives up to its reputation." Ye Bihuang and Li Guangyao's voices were very small, but they were a little harsh in this quiet cave. Ye Bihuang commented on the cave like this, but it had a full literary flavor. Suddenly, everyone looked at Ye Bihuang, and even Jiang Yachun was no exception.

"Can you read the whole poem?" Jiang Yachun said loudly that she stood far away, but she still heard the discussion between Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Ye Kuan Ye just now. She felt that Ye Bihuang was really a little unpredictable, which made her more and more confused.

Ye Bihuang paced up and said something in his mouth: "The smoke and clouds outside the hole are on the edge of the table, and the ice and snow in the cave are looking for each other. Who remembers the moon in the pot, and the water flies and returns from the clouds. Here is the whole poem, written by Jin Lixiang, a poet of the Song Dynasty, after playing in the curling cave.

Jiang Yachun showed admiring eyes, nodded to Ye Bihuang with a smile, and said, "Very good."

I don't know whether this sentence is to Ye Bihuang or an appreciation of poetry.

"I know how to show off! It will only be in the limelight!" Fan Rong's sour voice came out. Ye Bihuang laughed and said, "Indeed, you just got it right. I really like to be in the limelight. What, do you have any problem?"

With that, Ye Bihuang stepped forward quickly and stared at Fan Rong with cold eyes. The meaning was obvious - you don't want the other eye to be swollen.

Fan Rong stepped back two steps, and his momentum plummeted. For a moment, he stammered and couldn't speak.

"Hee hee--"

"Sneer--"

Many girls in the class began to laugh. Everyone naturally knew who was laughing. Fan Rong's face turned red and white with anger. I believe that through today's time, he couldn't raise his head in the class for a long time.

Just as Ye Bihuang and Fan Rong stared at each other, the lights in the stalactite cave were instantly extinguished, and the original colorful caves turned dark in an instant.

"Ah, why did it turn black? What should I do!"

"Everyone be quiet, everyone be quiet." Jiang Yachun quickly appeased the panicked students.

"Oh, who touched me..."

"I've been touched too. Who's so cheap!"

It turned out that some boys took advantage of the darkness to stretch out their salted pig's hands and began to ** to girls.

Ye Bihuang quickly took out a searchlight hat from his schoolbag, put it on his head, and turned on the switch. In an instant, the whole dark cave became bright, and many boys began to retreat--

The girls stared at the group of boys angrily, as if they had met a pervert.

"Ye Bihuang, come here!" Jiang Yachun was also a little angry about what happened just now, but as a girl, she was also ashamed of the behavior of the boys just now. She just stared at the boys fiercely and said, "Be honest with me, or deal with it seriously!"

Ye Bihuang walked to Jiang Yachun. Jiang Yachun motioned him to stand between the boys and girls and keep the bright in the middle. Because the cave turned black, the girls were very scared. Ye Bihuang was soon surrounded by girls, and the boys were excluded. Because of the light, the boys did not dare to stretch out their hands again.

"Ye Bihuang, you walk in front, it's time to get out of the hole..."

"Okay, no problem." Ye Bihuang nodded.

Ye Bihuang seemed to have become the leader of everyone in an instant. The center of gravity, he moved one step, and everyone moved one step.

"Dear tourists, this is the official site of the tourist attraction. We apologize for the power outage in the curling cave. The power will be restored in two minutes. I hope the tourists will stand still until the power comes."

Seeing Jiang Yachun signaling him to stop, Ye Bihuang nodded and stood still.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, Xia Na slipped under her feet and let out a scream. Ye Bihuang's hands were fast and she held her little hand to help her stabilize her body. It turned out that she accidentally stepped on a slippery stone.

"Thank you." Xia Na smiled gratefully, and her pretty face quietly flew a blush. Her little hand was clenched by Ye Bihuang's warm and powerful big hand, as if a crisp electric current came directly from the palm of her hand.

Ye Bihuang held Xia Na's soft and smooth little hand. He only felt as if he was holding it on cotton. He was as soft as boneless. He didn't let go when he held it. He thought it was to help Xia Na maintain balance. Hey hey, didn't the teacher say it just now? Hold hands and walk slowly!

Xia Na's little hand was held by Ye Bihuang in public. She blushed with shame. She shook her hand and tried to pull it out. She moved twice. Seeing that Ye Bihuang did not react at all, she had to sigh in her heart and let him hold her hand with a red face.

At this moment, in addition to shyness, there is also a warm current in her heart.

Everyone is watching the gorgeous brilliance of the top of the curling cave by the searchlight on Ye Bihuang's head. Originally, the top of the curling cave was full of stalactites. Just now, it was colorful under the bright and colorful light, with a kind of fantastic beauty. At this moment, he was illuminated by the searchlight above Ye Bihuang's head in the dark, and there was a beauty of ethereal silence. Nature's magic work carved the cave into all kinds of strange peaks and stones. At the entrance of the cave, the natural flowing water actually washed out a gully as deep as a thousand feet, which was very sinister. The cave was very quiet, and only the continuous tinkling of water entered the eardrums, making people feel chills.