Identity number 019

The little star is famous.

"It seems that the bell is ghosted out of the tent, here to dig the sand."

Zhao Yuan slammed the chicken skin on the neck, and found a place where it was not right: "The ghost could not enter the tent in the night, then when the name was called, who said?"

"Zhong name also shouted ..."

Zhao Yuan fingertips in the bipower, the expression of the expression is stunned: "I still shouted him, shouted a lot."

The people around them are immersed in their own world, no one helped Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan wants to call Chen Yang, "Brother" The word of the word has not yet sent it yet, and one hand tested his shoulders.

Wen Qing up: "School grass, he is not your pro, knowing the time is not long, the strand can not be able to pass hard, it will be smashed by cane."

"I just ..." Zhao Yuannian is red.

"Okay, the young man is not mentioned, I give you an explanation, usually you said, only two possibilities."

Wen Qing took a finger with Zhao Yuan's shoulders: "First, it may be a ghost stand in the tent. Didn't pay attention to subtle differences. "

Zhao Yuan's arrival of Wen Qing said: "The second?"

Wen Qing and a vertical finger: "Two ..."

"The person whispered at the time was him, he was later hooked out, died in the sand pit."

Zhao Yuan full body hair: "Who is the sand?"

Wen Qing's fingers smashed to the sand: "It is gently, the brain is so bad, isn't there a dedicated suspicious person?"

This is equivalent to challenging some things, and the breeze is looking at Zhang Jinyang.

Feng Ji revealed the grievances of Baise, he smiled: "If I go out, can I still stand here?"

"This is to ask yourself." Zhang Jinyang's eyes have sarcascies, and there is also a jealousy. "You said that you are sleeping, do you be a mentally disabled?"

"Let's sign up, everyone heard, also reported, you will excera."

The photographer also sent this time: "Since you dare to die, don't blame us."

Although He Xiangrui and the breeze did not speak, but they saw that Fengchu's eyes also guess.

The old man, Zhao Yuan wants to adjust and atmosphere, but I don't know how to do it, Wen Qing is watching the play.

Chen Yang is thinking about things, and you will look at the sea, and the breath is the cool intention of the event.

Feng first looked in, stopped on a person: "Mr. Chen, do you believe me?"

Chen Yuan went back, he did not know what he didn't know on the boys, the truth said: "I am far away from your tent."

So I can't trust you freely.

"I understand." Feng Xueda touched the pale lips, he didn't explain anything, just pulling his eyes with everyone, and went not far away.

In such a survival situation, a weird person will be consistently alert.

For the non-response in the night, Feng Xia only gave a "sleep dead, did not hear", this really can't be said.

When Fengchu, the airflow on the sand pit is no longer solidified.

Chen Yong smashed the bodies of the beam, ghosts, from the tents, dig such a sand pit, will not just provide a death place.

The posture of the body is looking for things in the pit.

What to find ...

Chen Yang wants people to make the bodies of the beam, can not dare to get, the bold is not enough, it is not fun enough to take care of the game.

No way, Chen Yang can only turn his head to see your partner.

The brow is frowned, and the body is smashed with a crutches.

""

The sullen voice sounded, the body was trapped in the sand, the front is facing up, and the two hands are in front of it, holding an item in his hand.

It is a small book.

The idea of ​​Chen Yang is clear at this moment, and the ghost makes people digging the sand, and it is for this thing.

"Great progress." Wen Qing squatted.

Chen Yang is here: "What are you doing in a small book?"

"Curious." Wen Qing said, "I can hate the dead body in the near future, so disgusting, I don't want to touch it."

Chen Yang: "..."

"A few, who will take the handle." Wen Qingyi drink, "The key clues come out, just in the dead corpse, come and take the child."

Several people do not speak.

Wen Qing said with Chen Yang: "Handsome guy, I will call you, but no one is willing, I can only come."

Zhao Yuan just wants "Then I am Come on", Zhang Jinyang has a big shot.

Walking with a breeze with a raft.

"I can't open it." Zhang Jinyang two hands on the body.

Chen Yong looked at the finger of the body, a root like a spasm, holding something when he was dead.

Hand's skin crumpled, blowing in the water.

Other skin except skin is very white.

Chen Yong found anything, he let Zhang Jinyang take the whole body of the body, make his head together, close the close.

Zhang Jinyang cooperated with Chen Yang: "Okay?"

When he made a black box, he saw a bloody scene, and he had seen the dead, but it was so touched with the body or a head.

"The hand can't be opened, the child can't get it, I can't think about it again ..."

"Water grass."

Zhang Jinyang did not hear the words of Chen Yang, he asked: "What?"

Chen Yong gave him a look: "This nails have water grass."

Zhang Jinyang followed the guidance of Chen Yang, and his eyebrows were surprised: "Really, it is a water grass."

Chen Yong gathered the bodies of the bodies, and did a small detail as much as possible.

In addition to water grass, there are mud in addition to water grass.

There are not many sands in the mouth, there are some foam traces under the sand.

Chen Yong looks at the head: "His symptoms ..."

"In the water."

Others have surrounded, including Feng Chuan, who is sitting not far away.

"I used to accidentally photographed the dead body." The photographer said, "This is very conforming to it, it is really this death."

He Xiang Rui said that the east is in the past, and the nerves are ignorant: "How can it be died? This is too evil."

Zhao Yuan suddenly thought: "Is it lost to the sea by a ghost, waiting for him to drown back to the sand pit?"

Wen Qing smiled and said to Zhao Yuan: "This is called more."

Zhao Yuanyi.

He also made counterattacks: "Why do people die in the sand, but will be drowning?"

"Yeah, why, a good problem ..."

Wen Qing whispered to the sand on the sand, narrowing his eyes looking at the sky.

Everyone tested the little thing to take out the body of the body in the finger.

The body is drowning, but the little thing is very dry, there is no water.

Chen Yong is touched by the finger abdomen of the gauze.

Xiao Bao is only one page, there is a sentence. Blue ballpoint written, clear.

[The weather is not good, I drink water on the tent, my hand didn't take stability, the water sprinkled into the sand, so I sailed.

Everyone's heart is very disappointed, they think that they can see more clear tasks, such as the orientation of the puzzle fragments, or the boutique background of the bath.

The result is only one line, and the content is like flow.

"What do you mean? My language test is a bit number, reading understanding."

Wen Qing: "Who will help the focus."

The breeze tried to say the focus of the little book: "The weather is not good."

Others are gone.

In the middle, there is no meaning, the latter half is common, and the water is sprinkry into the sand, but it will not be infiltrated.

If the water is floating above, it is the clue.

"Only the weather is not good?" Wen Qing looked at this look, "No one added?"

Zhao Yuan stared at him: "Is there anything else?"

Wen Qing has shrugged: "I don't know."

Zhao Yuan has relieved the urge to ask Chen Yang: "Brother, have other findings?"

Chen up his small book, looking at the sky: "When the weather is not good, you will know."

He Xiang Rui inserted: "Today is a big sun, the sun is not worthy, the weather is not good?"

Chen Yang didn't answer yet, Wen Qing took this for him.

"Ask, ask, I will know, don't you make a brain yourself? Different." Wen Qing took the stomach, sleepless, "Hungry, eat something, don't play with you."

In order to be afraid of the toilet in the night, the sun did not eat it yesterday. They were all hungry. Now he heard that Wen Qing filed "hungry" "Eat", hunger is not as strong.

Chen Yang is also hungry, he let himself give yourself a milk, bite with teeth.

"Brother, time is not gone." Zhao Yuan said with a mobile phone.

Chen Yang is torn with the left hand, he doesn't leave God, the milk is slipping out, falling in his feet, he swallowed the throat.

"When did this happen?"

"I didn't pay much attention." Zhao Yuan put the mobile phone plug pocket, took a milk, "I saw it when I got up, time stopped at yesterday."

It's over, the milk is also handed over the edge of Chen.

Zhao Yuan swearing he didn't have a brain, not other meaning, really did not, absolutely, he is a reinforced concrete standing.

He didn't dare to challenge the bottom line of the dramatic.

However, after the atmosphere, he had a milk piece of Zhao Yuan, woing the ultimate.

Zhao Yuan did not dare to look at the face of the United States. He was fighting, smashing Baba: "That, I will eat something to dig, dig the sand."

Take it, I will smoke the hand of my milk, find it.

Chen Yong heard that "" crispy, he wedd: "How do you make yourself?"

Take a brief walking.

Chen Yang bite the milk walks behind him: "The time on the phone stopped, what is the omen? We can't determine the sunrise sunset according to time?"

The next moment, Chen Yongguan crossed the brilliance, stop him saying: "How do you know how safe time in the morning?"

Everyone didn't dare to go out and didn't want to do that.

The brimple eyes are very red, and the eyes fall into the dark shadow: "After eating the milk, talk to me, now I am bored, don't recruit me."

Chen Yang: "..."

The tent is large, and the location is all changed.

Yesterday is Chen Yang, photographer, DPRK, Zhang Jinyang, He Xiangrui, drunk ghost, Feng Chuan, Zhong name, Wen Qing, Zhao Yuan, Qingfeng.

The current location is -

Photographer, Chen Yang, Qingfeng, Dynasty Jane, Drunken Ghost, He Xiangrui, Zhongming, Wenqing, Feng Chu, Zhao Yuan, Zhang Jinyang.

Dead, the tent did not disappear, it will change the position.

Follow everyone.

Chen Yang stood in front of Fengchu's tent, he was going to walk, no secret capture, and his footsteps were withdrawn again.

What happened to Feng first.

"There is a wet sand in your tent." Chen Yang said.

Feng Xu stunned, he also looked at Chen Yang, half a look: "It should be that I have been stained in the shallow boake before the sunset."

Chen Yang nodded, Yu Guang swept on his clothing and shoes.

"Do you really have a sentence?" Zhang Jinyang came from behind, next to another person.

Feng Ji Zhang Zhang did his mouth. He lifted the plastic bag on his palm with his knees, slowly swallowed yesterday's reef.

"Before preventing him." Zhang Jinyang left.

"Why don't he find a good excuse." He Xiangrui said herself, "I don't understand."

"Is it possible that he is really in the tent last night, and really didn't hear our shouts?"

"Unclear, anyway, I only know one thing, the bell name is the best, I didn't see him cry."

"This is actually nothing, some people don't like to be out of emotion."

"..."

Everyone discusses the respective findings of death.

Two people are dead.

The first is that there is no compliance, the second is the ghost, and the soul left the tent.

These two taboos are placed in a well, but they are still horrible.

Who knows that he will not be mid.

After the bath is completely detached from the dim light, the temperature begins to go straight.

Too thirsty, everyone chose expired mineral water with drinks.

There is currently no discomfort.

Zhao Yuan is sitting on the beach with He Xiang Rui, one person, a large bottle, drilling into the belly.

He Xiang Rui went to the shed: "My grass, fight."

"Who?" Zhao Yuan looked at his line of sight, "Nothing, can't get up." The medicine didn't bring enough, this is still light.

He Xiangrui was got up by the saliva: "No, you can see it clearly, that is awkward, a pair of people want to eat people, this still can't play? Don't go, I have to persuade, they are the most abundant, can't make trouble Discord."

"I really don't play, rest assured." Zhao Yuan pulled him.

He Xiangrui's vision, the teenager's eyes are scarlet, full of gluten, pinching the crutches, watching it is terrible, he can't help know: "Zhao Yuan, Mr. Chen is not your brother? You are too ...... "

The picture in the shack changes.

He Xiangri didn't see what the two said, only to see the teenager waved the cane, he was shocked to run over.

Zhao Yuan dragged him: "Care, nothing."

"The cane sounded, that but the metal ..." He Xiangrui did not finish, the boy took the crutches to Mr. Chen.

It is just that the gauge is very poor.

The cane is from the arms of Mr. Chen, and did not get to him.

The teenager stood up and stood up, and it seems to endure the extreme, and the body of the thin muscle is shaking, the face is horrific.

Mr. Chen suddenly threw a group of plastic bags to the small table.

Teenagers are flying over.

After a few seconds, the teenager picked up the cane and sat back on the stool. If you don't have something to look at Mr. Chen.

After two or three seconds, he pushed the plastic bag to Mr. Chen.