ID number 019

After Wen Qing finished speaking, someone came out of the tent again, this time it was a young man with a lot of lung capacity and full of energy.

"Where is this? Help, save... ghost... ghost! Ahhh!!!"

The young man let out a series of earth-shattering howls, he ran away rolling and crawling, staggered on his feet, fell straight into the sand, and fainted from fright.

"One stuttered, the other was dizzy, and bored." Wen Qing clicked his tongue in disgust, and leaned over to Chen Yang, "Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I will die of boredom this round."

Chen Yang's feet were bare, the sand filled his toes, and the thin touch penetrated into his flesh, and he rubbed his right foot against the instep of his left in some discomfort.

"Handsome guy, your equipment is not ideal." Wen Qing looked at Chen Yang in the light of the flashlight, "Why are your hands still wrapped?"

"You said you, why are you so careless, you can't touch the water, it's fine now, you're going to suffer, hey."

Sympathy on the lips, gloating in the eyes.

Chen Yang did not cooperate with Wen Qing's performance, he grabbed Chao Jian's crutch and said, "It's almost dawn."

Looking into the distance toward Jane.

After a while, there were ten people standing on the beach, one of them was actually an acquaintance of Chen Yang, another survivor from the first mission.

Zhao Yuan.

Seeing Chen Yang, the sunny boy was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

"Chen Yang!" Zhao Yuan's thousands of words merged into one shout, and the shout was hoarse and overflowing with emotion.

"I'll talk about it later." Chen Yang shook his hand to calm him down.

"My little fan." Wen Qing sighed, "I envy you so much, but I don't have one."

He talked more and more vigorously, and said hypocritically: "This kind of fan meeting scene, I don't know if I can meet it in my lifetime."

Chen Yang: "..."

A small piece of thin white appeared in the sky, and gradually, an orange-red round cake floated up in the sea.

The majestic glow spread over the sea level, and the soft halo spread to the beach.

Its daybreak.

The scene of the bathing place unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Reefs, tents, changing rooms, ticket offices, toilets, high platforms for lifeguards, several small sheds selling beach supplies...

A sea breeze wrapped in orange light spots blows by, and the wind chimes made of shells ring crisply.

Chen Yang is very sensitive to numbers, he asked strangely: "There are only ten people in eleven tents, how about one more?"

"Oh, isn't it a wonderful start this time?" Wen Qing volunteered to check the tents one by one, and when he reached the last one, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

"What's the matter, is the person dead?" Zhao Yuan looked at Chen Yang nervously.

Others also looked over reflexively.

Chen Yang withdrew his gaze from observing Wen Qing: "It's just the opposite."

Wen Qing wants a wonderful start.

It's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted. No.11 was a drunkard and was still sleeping soundly in the tent.

Wen Qing flicked the coin into the air, caught it with one hand when it fell, and covered it with the other hand.

People who don't know him think that he wants to judge luck by flowers and numbers, and they stare at his hands with both eyes.

But he was just pretending.

"The eleven people in this round are all young men, men." Wen Qing didn't even look at the coin, and held it between his fingers, "It will look fun."

"I hope so." He looked at everyone with sincere eyes, as if saying, please, let my wishes come true, thank you.

Everyone: "..."

Those who don't know Wen Qing have labeled him as a psychopath through this incident.

Zhao Yuan took over the job of popularizing science for newcomers. He answered every question, and each answer was a long paragraph, with his brain supplements attached.

After the newcomers finished asking what they wanted to ask, there was a dead silence.

The first one to come out was Feng Chu, a quiet and handsome boy in a white shirt, and the one who howled and passed out was He Xiangrui, who worked as a fitness trainer. Under the trousers are dark, muscular legs.

The remaining five people are the drunk who is still asleep, the 38-line starlet Zhong Ming, the little brother Qingfeng in a gray Taoist robe, the bearded photographer, and the dreadlocked boy Zhang Jinyang.

Everyone stood or squatted, and did not speak for a while.

A silent crash is more depressing than a vocal one.Chen Yang suddenly remembered a very important matter, he pulled Chao Jian and asked, "Have you brought the medicine?"

Chao Jian said nothing.

Chen Yang frowned: "Didn't bring it?" He looked at the young man, his feet were not bare, but he was wearing cotton slippers, which meant that he was not on the bed before he came in.

It's so late, why don't you sleep?

"I'll get up and take medicine." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang didn't ask the boy why he couldn't sleep well again, this is something that won't be resolved for a while, the most important thing now is whether he brought medicine or not.

Chao Jian pointed to her pajama pants pocket.

Chen Yang subconsciously stretched his hand in, grabbed something and took a look.

It's pills.

There are five pills in total.

Chen Yang: "Why..."

Chao Jian looked indifferent: "I had just finished taking the medicine at the time, so I poured it out and counted it for fun."

Chen Yang was taken aback, what kind of childish eccentricity was this, he said thoughtfully, "How many times do you take medicine a day now?"

"three times."

Chen Yang asked again: "How many pills at a time?"

"Three and a half grains." Chao Jian's forehead was disheveled and her tone was flat.

The person who spoke couldn't stand the waves, but the audience seemed to be stunned by the turbulent waves.

In Chen Yang's memory, at Xiao Yindao's time, Chao Jian took medicine twice a day, morning and evening, two pills at a time.

Later, I don't know when it started, Chaojian seemed to develop into three times in the morning, noon and evening, two pills at a time, he was not sure.

Unexpectedly, Chao Jian now takes three and a half pills three times a day.

The drugs were less and less effective for him.

This is an extremely terrifying change.If there is no relief, it won't take long for Chaojian to...

Chen Yang tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, took a deep breath and said, "You took the medicine before you came here, and now it's dawn, so don't take it today, the rest is one pill a day, is that okay?"

He used a soliciting tone, not daring to force it.

The young man stared at Chen Yang, and said coldly: "It's scary when I don't take medicine?"

Chen Yang: "..."

This asked.

"It's not scary, but it's a little irritable. Other aspects are not much different from usual." He opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Chao Jian stared at Chen Yang for another moment, but said nothing.

Chen Yang felt that he agreed to his proposal, and hurriedly said, "I'll find a bag in the shed over there, and put the pills in it for you."

"I keep the medicine here, and I'll bring it to you every morning." Fearing that the boy would lose control, Chen Yang took it all in one go.

Chao Jian leaned on crutches to go to the shed closest to them, and Chen Yang grabbed the pills to follow.

Not far away, Zhao Yuan, who overheard the conversation, sat down on the sand and said, "It's over."

Zhong Ming, who was squatting next to him, was like facing an enemy: "What's wrong? What's the end? You are an experienced person, don't scare people like that!"

Zhao Yuan murmured: "He didn't bring enough medicine."

Zhong Ming couldn't understand.

Zhao Yuan looked at the little star enviously, ignorant and fearless, that's great.

The items in several sheds are similar, such as swimming equipment, things for blowing bubbles for children, conch, coral, tools for digging sand, etc.

Chen Yang rolled up the bag containing the pills, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and looked at the shoes placed there.

There are diving shoes.

Chen Yang used the thumb and forefinger of his left hand to pinch one shoe size to see if it was not suitable for him, so he put it back: "I wear 42, please help me find it."

Chao Jian raised a crutch, and turned over all the men's diving shoes while Chen Yang was stunned.

At a glance, the shoe size can be seen at a glance.

Chen Yang found his own shoe size, and he didn't care about any fancy styles, so he randomly put a pair into the plastic bag: "Chao Jian, you should wear this too, slippers are inconvenient."

Then I found him a pair of size 43.

Chen Yang followed Chao Jian to the locker room, and passed the ticket office. It was a small booth with many dusty signs on the counter.

Each brand is surrounded by a rubber band, which is a little aged.

Like the items in the shed.

This bathhouse is different from the train station. The background is not the present, but the past.

three years ago.

Chen Yang discovered this through the production dates of the items in the shed.

Yet their tents were brand new.

The locker room is very simple, with only one side of storage cabinets, three benches, and a row of shower heads.

Chen Yang found a water pipe in the corner.The water was icy, and when it rushed to his feet, a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

"It's too cold." Chen Yang ran to the bench trembling on tiptoe, there was nothing to wipe off the water on his feet, so he could only dry it naturally.

"Do you have any clues?" Chen Yang asked Chao Jian who was leaning on crutches and looking at the stool.

Lifted towards Jane's crutches.

Chen Yang looked in the direction he pointed: "Why..."

Seeing something, Chen Yang jumped to the ground with a pale face.

It's hair.

There was a small strand, thin and long, caught in a gap in the bench.

The back of Chen Yang's head felt numb. This is the men's locker room. How could there be girls' long hair?

"It doesn't have to be girls' hair, men also have long hair." Chen Yang mentioned the second possibility.

Chao Jian ignored his self-comfort.

"tick"

Suddenly there was the sound of water droplets hitting the ground in the corner.

The sound was especially clear in the silence of the dressing room, its timing behind that lock of long hair making it eerie.

Chen Yang wanted to run out towards Jane with his back on his back, but he accidentally touched his injured finger.

The excruciating pain overwhelmed the fear.

Chen Yang twitched and put his hands to his mouth and blew.

Chao Jian said sharply, "I don't have a long memory."

Chen Yang wiped away the physiological tears that had slid down his face with the back of his hand, and said dumbfoundedly: "Don't mention it, this time it's really a scam."

Chao Jian's eyes fell on his trembling fingers, and he was silent for a moment: "Put on your shoes and go out."

Chen Yang didn't dare to sit on the bench, nor dared to lean against the storage cabinet, so he leaned against Chaojian, quickly poured the diving shoes out of the plastic bag, stuffed his feet in one left and one right, bent down and left his hand one by one. drag on.

The material of the shoes is very soft and light, and it feels like not wearing them.

When Chen Yang walked out of the dressing room with Chao Jian, Zhao Yuan eagerly ran towards him.

Don't talk about the past now, there will be no chance when the young man gets sick, Zhao Yuan gasped and looked at Chen Yang: "Brother, why didn't you call me?"

Chen Yang looked past Zhao Yuan to see the other people on the beach, and replied: "The rules interfered, the number is wrong."

Zhao Yuan was full of shit.

At that time, he recorded Chen Yang's contact information in the memo on his mobile phone, and he called as soon as he returned to the real world. The answer was a strange male voice, saying that he didn't know Chen Yang, so he made a wrong call.

Zhao Yuan thought that he did not memorize the number correctly, he thought that Chen Yang was very cautious and would not be as stupid as him.

So Zhao Yuan waited for Chen Yang's call every day, from morning till night, kept waiting, touched his phone frequently during class, and put it next to his pillow when sleeping.

After waiting for a week, Zhao Yuan felt that something was wrong. He took out the string of numbers in the memorandum, rearranged them, and tried them in turn. None of them were right.

Zhao Yuan withered.

The buddies all thought that Zhao Yuan fell in love and fell out of love again. God knows what he has gone through.

It turned out that this was the case, what the hell, Zhao Yuan got a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

Chen Yang turned his attention to Zhao Yuan: "When did you enter the mission world?"

"No." Zhao Yuan said surprisingly, "This is my second mission." He was confused by the change of Chen Yang's expression, "Aren't you?"

Chen Yang said that I am not: "I am the fourth."

Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded.

"How could this be?" Zhao Yuan widened his eyes, "Aren't we in the same batch? Why do you have so many missions?"

Chen Yang was speechless.

Zhao Yuan's out-of-control emotions came back a little.Chen Yang is the same as him, they are all passive in and out of the mission world, they can't decide when to start, and they don't know where the end is, and whether there is an end.

They are missionaries who are pushed forward, how can they figure out the rules.

Zhao Yuan felt that there was darkness in front of him, and there was no dawn. He mechanically brushed his hair and said, "Fortunately, you are fine."

Chen Yang frowned lightly, the child was genuinely worried about him.

Zhao Yuan noticed the black-haired young man walking this way, walking slowly, as if walking in a park, without any panic or anxiety.

He asked Chen Yang in a low voice: "That Wenqing did missions with you before?"

Chen Yang: "Yes."

Zhao Yuan suddenly met Wen Qing's gaze, the other party squinted one eye, made a gesture of shooting, and said: "biubiubiu."

Three shots, he, Chao Jian, and Chen Yang shot one shot each.

Zhao Yuan rubbed his arms, the guy's words and deeds are very exaggerated, he seems to be very keen on acting, enjoying the attention of everyone.

Such an abnormal type can't even compare with Lin Yue and Zhang Yan when they were in a bad state of mind.

So that Chao Jane can fight him.

But for Zhao Yuan, Chao Jian and Wen Qing, he chose the latter.

At least the other party is not manic and violent.

Zhao Yuan has been plagued by nightmares since he returned to the real world. In his dream, it is not his mutated teammates, nor the islanders who have become monsters, but Chao Jian who has become ill.

One can imagine how scary it is.

From entering the bathing place until now, Zhao Yuan didn't dare to look directly at Chao Jian. He didn't understand how Chen Yang got along with the other party, and what kind of luck he had to become a teammate again.

And... It seems that their relationship is closer than when they were in Xiaoyin Island.

Wen Qing had already come, Chen Yang reminded Zhao Yuan in a low voice: "He is a game lunatic, don't provoke him."

"I will stay away from him." Zhao Yuan said.

"It's just that you can't stay away. You have to pay attention to what he did and saw as much as possible." Chen Yang briefly talked about Wen Qing's performance at the train station.

Zhao Yuan: "..."

What a frighteningly talented player.

Fun comes first.

Wen Qing glanced at Zhao Yuan who ran away: "School grass."

"As an old man who has experienced survival games, it's really strange that his mind can still be so clean." Wen Qing looked incredible, "But he seems to be afraid of me?"

"It shouldn't be, I'm so enthusiastic," he said incoherently, and changed the subject abruptly, "Handsome guy, the shoes on your feet look good."

Chen Yang scanned up and down, Wen Qing was the most well-dressed among them, and very formal.

A three-piece suit, bow tie, and leather shoes, as if he just got off a banquet.

This outfit is completely different from the last time at the train station.

Chen Yang felt that he had misjudged Wen Qing's family background, this outfit was no cheaper than a painter's outfit.

Wen Qing approached Chao Jian and said, "Your people are staring at me, can you bear it?"

Zhao Jian gave him a condescending cold look: "Get out."

Wen Qing pretended to be sad: "We have cooperated for the second time, why are we still so lucky?"

Chen Yang didn't hear what they said, and didn't ask, but just asked Wen Qing about his situation at the train station.

"That, there's nothing to say," Wen Qing peeled off a bubble gum and threw it into his mouth, "Going east, the artist is also gone, so it's meaningless for me to stay alone."

The corner of his mouth grinned in the next second: "So I went to the third train station."

Chen Yang: "..."

"Afterwards, I went to the fourth and fifth..." Wen Qing snapped her fingers, "I even tried to get on the train on time, but in the end I arrived at the station and got a new ticket."

"Originally, I thought about finishing a round, but after playing it, I found that there was no novelty, so I came back."

Chen Yang was speechless.

Wen Qing blinked: "Is there anything else you want to ask? If not, it's time to gather."

"A new mission has begun, and I don't know what is waiting for us." He scanned the entire bathing area with anticipation, gloomy eyes flashed, "I hate digging sand."

The second half of the sentence is inaudible.

Chen Yang didn't hear clearly, and Chao Jian, who had a keen hearing, was indifferent.

"Have you met Mr. Feng and the little mute?" Chen Yang asked Wen Qing.

"No."

This answer was beyond Chen Yang's expectation, and it was also within his expectation. The mission was cyclical, with countless train stations and countless death traps.

The probability of encounter cannot be estimated, it all depends on luck.

Chen Yang said in a deliberative tone, "Wen Qing, can you be more honest with this task?"

"No way." Wen Qing blew a big bubble and ran away, "I will die."

Chen Yang: "What?"

Wen Qing chuckled: "If life is boring, I will die."

Chen Yang was startled first, then terrified.

Because he could hear that Wen Qing's words were not pretentious, but genuine feelings.

Chen Yang wanted to say something, but suddenly couldn't utter a word.

He remembered that for a period of time after waking up in the rehabilitation hospital, he was bored and world-weary, unwilling to go down the broken path of life.

When I returned home, I still had no energy, no fighting spirit, and no direction. I felt that life was useless, and it would never happen again.

It was the mission world that allowed him to have goals one by one, thus reuniting his energy.

Chen Yang looked at the young man in front of him thoughtfully.

"Is there anything in the men's locker room?" Wen Qing chewed his gum.

Chen Yang said, "Long hair."

Wen Qing stopped chewing: "Female ghost?"

"Finally a female ghost, I like young lady." Wen Qing happily ran towards the locker room.

It was like a child looking for a toy.

Chen Yang licked his dry lips, Zhao Jian gave him the feeling that he was born suitable for the mission world, he adapts to the rules here, like a fish entering the sea, and Wen Qing is making himself like the mission world.

Not quite the same.

Ten minutes later, ten people excluding the drunk gathered under the blue awning.

When Wen Qing said that there was a female ghost in the bathing place, and that the target of the mission was likely to be her, He Xiangrui, who had the best figure, reacted the most, his stiff muscles were shaking.

"Why, why are there ghosts?" He Xiangrui cried out in fright.

The hunk weeps, and the painting style changes suddenly.

"What are you doing?" He Xiangrui was watched by everyone, his tears were so big that he couldn't shed them, and it was a bit funny with the masculine dough.

"Coach He, look at your biceps, chest muscles, abdominal muscles, psoas muscles..." Zhao Yuan said one and poked one.

He Xiangrui finally understood why the people around him looked at him like this, and he said angrily, "What's wrong, can't I cry in fear because I'm muscular?"

Zhang Jinyang tossed his dreadlocks, and said contemptuously, "Dude, we were caught off guard by your crying."

"How do you say that?" He Xiangrui, "Those domineering presidents, who are scared to shrink into a ball after watching a ghost movie, are cute in contrast. I was caught off guard, isn't this a double standard?"

Zhang Jinyang said: "You have the face of a domineering boss, but you are also cute in contrast, if you don't have it, don't push it."

He Xiangrui was tough but not handsome, his face flushed red from being choked.

Zhao Yuan patted He Xiangrui's arm muscles: "No one is not afraid of real ghosts, everyone is afraid, it's all the same. The female ghost has come out, who can run the fastest may be."

Zhang Jinyang picked up a foot of sand: "There is shit in your words, who are you fuming?"

"Brother, you misunderstood." Zhao Yuan sneered, "I just want to say, if you are afraid, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. It is the first time for me to do a task, and I cried so badly. My eyes are swollen. If you don't believe me, you can ask My Brother Chen, he was there that time."

Chen Yang took the words that Zhao Yuan handed over: "It's nothing, I'm doing the mission for the fourth time, and I'm still afraid."

Now everyone's psychological shadow area is a little smaller.

"No matter what industry you are in, how calm and wise you are usually has nothing to do with seeing ghosts frighten and collapse." He Xiangrui tried to get his friends to stand in line. Some people were dignified and even yelled when they saw caterpillars.

What's more, it's a ghost, it's not a special effect in the movie, it's real, it's really expensive.

Thinking of this, He Xiangrui felt that the sand under the soles of his feet were grimaces, so he stepped on the chair nervously.

Wen Qing said with a sincere expression: "That's right, there are murderers, demons and ghosts. I have seen it with my own eyes. He directly scared the urine. You are already very strong."

Everyone: "..."

"It's okay, we have a Taoist leader." Zhong Ming said in a low voice.

Qingfeng instantly became the focus.

Chen Yang also took a second look. The little Taoist priest had red lips and white teeth. He seemed to have very shallow skills, and he probably didn't learn much about ghost hunting.

But he more or less knows something about it, drawing a talisman or something.

Chen Yang was already thinking about what the mission world would be like when the ascetics in the real world came, so he heard the little Taoist say: "I am a materialist."

"Materialists practicing Taoism?" Chen Yang lost control of his expression.

Qingfeng opened a pair of big eyes innocently: "I don't practice Taoism, I am in the world of mortals."

Zhao Yuan pulled his Taoist robe: "Then why are you wearing this thing?"

Qingfeng: "cosplay."

There was no sound under the awning.

Qingfeng explained that he was attending a cosplay conference last night, so he came here somehow.

It's all a misunderstanding.

Zhong Ming fell back to despair, and with him were He Xiangrui, Feng Chu, who had a weak sense of existence, and the photographer.

The Taoist leader is fake, but the ghost is real. Is there anything worse than this?

Zhang Jinyang is okay, his mood hasn't changed much, he looks like a god is coming to kill a god, and a ghost is coming to kill a ghost.

Chen Yang looked at the gauze on his finger: "The food and water here have expired."

"I have." Zhao Yuan said.

After him, several others spoke up.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the food problem is not serious, and he will not starve to death in a short time.

"I have it too." Wen Qing grinned, "Handsome guy, I still have milk tablets. If you want to eat, you can ask me."

"I, I, I forgot, I," Zhao Yuan said in a hurry, while digging out his pocket, and handing the things he took out to Chen Yang.

It was a handful of milk chips.

It happened to be the kind that Chen Yang often ate.

Zhao Yuan was influenced by Chen Yang, and now he also has the habit of taking milk tablets, and there are a lot of them in his bag.

Milk flakes are enough.

This made Wen Qing's calculations come to nothing, he snorted unhappily: "Student, sometimes you are cuter when you don't talk."

Zhao Yuan was so big and tall that he acted like an ostrich.

With the palm of his hand, Chen Yang flicked the milk tablet in his arms towards Jian, motioning for him to take it away.

Chao Jane frowned.

Chen Yang said with his eyes, aren't they all milk tablets, the same.

Chao Jian didn't take it away and put it away like before, he sat without saying a word.

Chen Yang was in a hurry, this guy would pinch milk tablets to be distracted when he didn't take medicine, if he didn't even have milk tablets, wouldn't it be worse.

He directly grabbed the milk tablet and stuffed it into Chaojian's pocket.

During this period, my hands hurt and I couldn't breathe.

Chao Jian waved Chen Yang's hand away with a cold face, took the remaining milk tablets by himself, and did not let him grab them again.

The atmosphere is subtle.

Chen Yangruo asked everyone nonchalantly, "Can you swim?"

Lost, all the audience looked at Chen Yang.

"Going into the water?"

"I don't know, just in case." Chen looked up at the sea under the sun.

Among the ten people, apart from Chen Yang and Chao Jian who couldn't swim, the other eight could do it.

The momentum looks good.Chen Yang talked about the mission reminder, and he asked who got it.

Everyone shook their heads.

Chen Yang's gaze drifted over all the way, and stopped at Wen Qing's place.

Wen Qing blowing bubbles: "It's easy to understand, since we didn't get it, the reminder is in the hands of No.11 who hasn't been there yet."

"I'll call that person over." As soon as Zhao Yuan finished speaking, the person in the tent on the far side came out. The drunk was a young man, facing the sea with his mouth open in an O shape.

"Have I transmigrated?" The drunk saw Chen Yang and the others under the awning, and rubbed his eyes, "Is it still a group? I drank too much, I'm paralyzed, I'll go back to sleep, remember this dream, wait for me to sleep Wake up and post on Moments..."

Zhao Yuan ran over to do science popularization work, the drunk suddenly sobered up, and he roared in horror: "Fucking psychopaths!"

A mouthful of alcohol, stuffy all night, the taste is disgusting.

Zhao Yuan wanted to punch him, but he thought that he was also a rookie, and he had also been in chaos, so he endured it and let the other party touch his pocket.

"Your ID number is inside." Zhao Yuan said.

Drunk people don't touch it, and he refuses to do that because his protection awareness is soaring. He points to Zhao Yuan and other people under the awning, and shouts with tears in his eyes: "Crazy, a bunch of crazy!"

After yelling, he returned to the tent cursing, and he wanted to sleep again.

It must be a dream, a dream within a dream! ! !

Zhao Yuan turned back helplessly: "That buddy drank a lot of wine, his mind was very confused, and he couldn't communicate, so don't worry about it, he will know that he is not dreaming when he finds that he is still here."

"When I just woke up, I thought I was dreaming, so I pinched myself." He Xiangrui said.

He Xiangrui was not the only one who did this, the newcomers were all like that, they appeared in the tent strangely, and their first reaction was that they were dreaming.

Chen Yang looked at Wen Qing.

"Handsome guy, don't be like this," Wen Qing said helplessly, "If you always look at me like this, I will think you like me."

Chen Yang still looked at him: "What's the hint?"

"It's not with me." Wen Qing said, "When the drunkard realizes the reality and comes to us crying, let's ask him, what's the use of asking me."

Chen Yang's intuition told him that the task reminder was not with the drunkard.

Excluding the drunk, among the others, Wen Qing is the most suspected. He has a criminal record and sufficient motives.

Chen Yang was always looking at Wen Qing.

Zhao Yuan followed the direction Chen Yang chose, and the others followed suit.

Wen Qing was surrounded by multiple gazes, and he shook his head: "Blind, you people, why do you trust him so much? Adults have to have their own ideas, and they can't follow others..."

A cane swept over.

Wen Qing stepped aside immediately, and the urgency disappeared.

This scene made the newcomers who were afraid of Wenqing change their opinion of him. They found that he was not tall and strong, and his force value was not good.

So Zhang Jinyang, who played underground black boxing, came out.

His physique is different from that of He Xiangrui who was trained by anaerobic exercise. His muscles are not exaggerated, but they burst out with terrifying strength during relaxation.

The most powerful thing about Wen Qing is that he admits he is not in a hurry, even now that his pores are being opened by Zhang Jinyang's blood, he still said calmly: "Okay, okay, we are all civilized people, don't be like this .Forcing can't solve any problem, that's reckless."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chao Jian eagerly to survive, and added, "It's not about you."

"That means me." Zhang Jinyang squeezed his scarred hands.

Wen Qing blew a bubble at him, but shouted: "Chen Yang."

Chen Yang said: "Speak."

【Early to bed and early to rise】

This is the task prompt revealed by Wen Qing.

Everyone's reaction is different, the task is related to work and rest?

Zhao Yuandao: "Really?"

"School Grass, it's right to ask questions." Wen Qing smiled meaningfully, "My answer is, if you believe it, it's true, if you don't believe it, it's false."

Chen Yang looked at the chaotic Wen Qing: "Only four words? What about periods, commas, ellipses, exclamation marks?"

Wen Qing said, "Only words."

Chen Yang examined Wen Qing for a while, then leaned into Chao Jian's ear and said, "Do you think Wen Qing is hiding something?"

Chao Jian: "You have the answer in your heart."

Chen Yang was silent.He thought that Wen Qing didn't want to cover it up, and just went around to attract everyone's attention.

When he passed the train station, Chen Yang could see that Wen Qing had a strong sense of vanity, he liked being the protagonist and showing off.

Wen Qing's interest is not in concealing task reminders.

Chen Yang leaned back in the chair and thought, what information does "early to bed and early to rise" reveal?

"Think about it." Zhao Yuan said, "The mission prompt is very important, it can be said to be the key."

Zhang Jinyang gave up and sat on the sand, the temperature was scalding, he continued to sit with rough skin and thick flesh: "I can't use my brain."

"I can't either." He Xiangrui nodded.

The rest of Qingfeng, the photographer, Feng Chu, and Zhong Ming are all thinking about it, but they can't think of it.

Feng Chu twitched his delicate eyebrows: "Does early to bed and early to rise refer to time?"

Chen Yang sat up suddenly and looked straight at him.

Feng Chu was seen blushing, and he continued his thinking: "Usually, when do you go to bed early and when do you wake up early?"

A group of night owls couldn't answer, and wanted to search the Internet for answers from netizens, but their mobile phones had no signal.

"Six or seven o'clock, that's the time to go to bed early." The photographer said, "If you wake up early, I think it's four or five o'clock?"

Others echoed: "It's almost, it's almost those two times."

Chen Yang said to himself: "Six or seven o'clock... four or five o'clock... six or seven o'clock... four or five o'clock... six or seven o'clock..."

He tilted his head, his pupils were reflecting the rising sun that he didn't know when.

The golden sun is extremely dazzling.

Chen Yang stood up suddenly: "It's sunrise and sunset!"

"Early to bed and early to rise corresponds to sunset and sunrise." He said with his chest rising and falling too fast.

Wen Qinghaibao clapped his hands: "Just as I thought, handsome guy, it really depends on you."

That means, whether the game can be exciting or not depends on you.

Chen Yang ignored Wen Qing, he turned around and looked at Chao Jian.

Nodding to Jane.

Only then did Chen Yang let out the breath that was held in his throat.

"The task reminder for going to bed early and getting up early refers to sunrise and sunset. What does that mean?"

Zhong Ming said to himself: "Does it mean that at sunrise and sunset, the bathing place will change, and ghosts will come out to kill people?"

The airflow under the awning suddenly froze.

The sunrise and sunset floated back and forth in Chen Yang's mind, and his eyes unconsciously moved towards the drunk man's tent.

Such a short period of time is enough for a newcomer to be sure that he is not dreaming, and to recognize this nightmare reality.

With that face ID number, why are you still staying alone in the tent, shouldn't you come out and hug everyone?

This is human instinct.

Chen looked up at the still tent, why didn't he come out for a long time...

"bang"

Wen Qing blew a big bubble and it exploded.

Chen Yang's temples were twitched by that voice, and just as he was about to say a few words about Wen Qing, something flashed through his mind.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhao Yuan noticed something wrong with Chen Yang's expression.

Chen Yang didn't care about responding to Zhao Yuan, so he grabbed Chao Jian and walked towards the tent.

Everyone else followed.

A group of ten people stood outside the tent on the far side. Zhao Yuan yelled a few times, but there was no sound from inside.

He Xiangrui admired: "Really fell asleep again."

No one responded.

He Xiangrui asked them what happened.

Zhao Yuan said, "Did you hear the snoring?"

He Xiangrui's mighty body trembled, and he forced himself to be calm: "Maybe he stopped snoring."

Again no one spoke this time.

The more afraid Zhang Jinyang was, the more he would act boldly. He walked over and pulled the tent open forcefully.

The drunk was lying in it with his back to them.

Chen Yang leaned towards Jian.

"Brother, why didn't you say anything for a long time?" He Xiangrui didn't want to believe that a living person just died like this.

The man turned around suddenly.

"I just knew..." He Xiangrui didn't finish speaking, his face turned pale.

The man was lying flat with a gray face, his head tilted ninety degrees to the outside of the tent, and his body was stiff.

The eyes are white and there are no eyeballs.

It was a corpse.

Turning around just now, it seemed that someone pushed him and told him that your companions are here.