ID number 019

Wen Qing looked at Chao Jian with a playful face, in order to take advantage, your operation is really flamboyant.

Are you not afraid that I will sue?

I sued.

Chao Jian hooked her lips with a smile that was not a smile, closed her eyes again, leaned forward "very casually", and tilted her head on Chen Yang's lap.

hipster:"……"

"Snapped"

Big bubbles stuck to Wen Qing's face, he rolled the chewing gum aside, and pointed at Chao Jian: "Pretend, pretend, pretend!"

It was only at this moment that Chen Yang came to his senses. He glanced at the young man who was breathing heavily, and cast a look at Wen Qing, please don't make noise.

Wen Qing thumped her chest, aggrieved as if "I'm too difficult".

By the way, just now he said to rely on it, Chao Jian cheated on the corpse, and is very good at protecting food.

Then if he continues now, Chao Jian will definitely explode.

When the time comes, he will dismantle it on the spot.

Wen Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, oh, I'm so wicked.

"Hahahahaha"

Wen Qing was chewing gum, and glanced at the boy who was pillowing on Chen Yang's leg. His eyes were full of calculated excitement. From the first time he saw him, he smelled the same kind of smell from this guy.

Obviously, they both had an interesting infancy and childhood.

Chao Jian is different from him.

That kind of difference made him understand that it is interesting to be an adult as a teenager in Chaojian.

Unlike him, he became very boring after a certain day in his teenage years. He had spent a lot of painstaking efforts to find the energy to live for himself.

To sum it up, Chao Jian has a more interesting life than him.

Now Chao Jian actually has a goal and a direction.

This is really not happy.

Wen Qing, who was unhappy, leaned on Chen Yang's shoulder, but was pushed away before reaching him.

"It's so hot, don't come here." Chen Yang said.

Wen Qing's exaggerated Xizi held her heart together: "Handsome guy, you...you and you have double standards."

Chen Yang felt that the last word was familiar, and Xiang Dong also said, how he replied at that time, and now he copied it intact: "What are you fussing about with a child."

Wen Qing wanted to laugh, kid?Leaving aside his impenetrable strength, is there such a bloody child?

At a young age, it's like crawling through a sea of ​​corpses.

Normal people dare not point fingers in front of him, unless they lose their minds and forget the two emotions of fear and jealousy.

That's why no one dared to blatantly bully this guy on crutches. At most, he complained inwardly.

Human instinct is the strongest defense.

Wen Qing looked at Chao Jian's left leg inexplicably, and if we meet again next time, the "disabled" leg will be able to walk away.

When the thing for self-defense is no longer a crutch, what will it be?

Wen Qing stuffed his hands into the cuffs of his suit in a very old-fashioned way, and asked a question in the tone of an old man at the entrance of the village, without beginning or end, and was inexplicable.

"Can he know how to use a knife?" Wen Qing asked.

Chen Yang was startled: "I haven't seen it before."

Wen Qing said "oh" in a long voice: "I know a man, he is very good at knives."

The surname Jin can play around with her beauty. If she finds a knife in the mission world, she will be even more invincible. The scene of killing zombies is comparable to a large-scale theatrical performance.

The cuts are all in the same part, with no difference.

They were arranged neatly, one after the other, with exactly the same spacing and orientation.

Late player with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Seeing Wen Qing staring at him, Chen Yang continued speechlessly: "The person who knows how to use a knife is the tasker?"

"Yes." Wen Qing smiled evilly, "As long as you live a few more missions, you will meet him."

"Ah, his surname is Jin, and he also has an artistic face."

Chen Yang didn't take it seriously, we'll talk about it later, this task hasn't been completed yet.

The boy on his lap turned his body sideways, facing inward, and clung to Chen Yang vaguely.

The tall nose almost touched Chen Yang's pajamas.

Chen Yang felt that the boy's breath was too hot, and it was itchy when he sprayed it, so he pushed the boy's head back.

The palms were dry to the touch, and there was no sweat.

The boy's head turned back again, the back of his head rubbed against Chen Yang's leg, one arm was placed across his eyelids, and his light-colored lips were slightly pursed.

Breathe evenly.

"I don't even wake up, I'm really asleep."

Chen Yang yawned listlessly, he was also sleepy.

Wen Qing smacked his lips when he saw it. Did Chen Yang have a younger brother or sister? He was used to being the eldest brother, and subconsciously put the court slips in the younger brother's column, thinking that it was a family and everything was going well. I only know that there is a sister-brother relationship in this world, but I don't know that there is another year.

Gee.

The younger brother's younger brother is older than the elder brother.

Chen Yang heard the clucking geese, and his face was darkened: "What are you thinking, with such a weird expression?"

"I was thinking, you play..."

Wenqing laughed and changed "fire" into a knife, and asked Chen Yangxi if he liked to play.

Chen Yang peeled off a piece of chewing gum and threw it into his mouth. The cool taste lifted him up a bit: "I don't like knives, I like small things, such as nails and iron pieces."

Wen Qing's eyes lit up: "Me too."

He stretched out his right hand to Chen Yang and held it with his left: "Then we are friends."

Chen Yang: "..."

This man can act out a world by himself.

Before sunset, everyone dug up the skeleton of the female corpse. On the jigsaw puzzle, that position was the right arm, but what they dug up was her torso.

The real thing does not correspond to the puzzle.

It seems that only by digging it out can we know what is buried inside.

The boring work of digging sand has become a blind box.

There is a little more unknown.

However, it is not exciting, and it is not exciting.

"Still digging in the original order. If the things in the sand don't match up with the ones on the puzzle, then we don't match up. We need to have a count in our hearts, and we can take pictures with our mobile phones and batteries."

Chen Yang said: "Just take a picture of the exposed corpse, and write down the corresponding location."

No one took a mobile phone to take a picture of the torso just dug.

Dead, personal belongings disappeared with the body.

Among the seven people alive, only Zhao Yuan, Zhang Jinyang, the photographer, and Wen Qing had mobile phones.

Zhao Yuan's battery is less than 10%.

Zhang Jinyang still has 15%.

Due to occupational diseases, the photographer couldn't help taking pictures, and his mobile phone had already been turned off.

Wen Qing rarely took out his mobile phone, and the battery power was unknown.

Seeing that no one was moving, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to turn on his phone and take a quick photo.

"Brother," Zhao Yuan leaned over to Chen Yang, "according to the order, we will start digging out the left hand, left forearm, and left forearm of the female corpse."

"Then dig."

Chen Yang looked at everyone's exhausted faces one by one.

Everyone's physical strength is close to being overdrawn, and the manpower is still decreasing.

To make matters worse.

But it’s impossible not to dig, the incomplete pieces of the puzzle have been found, and the only thing left is to dismember the body.

If you dig it all out, there will definitely be a breakthrough.

They are even faster.

The days and nights of the bathing place were shortening, and something was coming, and the deadly sense of urgency couldn't help them slow down the progress of exhumation.

This is a well-known fact, so there is no need for Chen Yang to elaborate.

After digging for a while, the sun set.

This was the third evening at the baths, as beautiful as the first two.

Chen Yang was carrying a big bag to watch the sky.

"Handsome guy, Li Mao, see you tomorrow." Wen Qing hooked Zhao Yuan's neck, and Zhao Yuan was pulled so hard that he couldn't straighten up, "Let go first, you go your way, I'll go mine!"

"Our tents are next to each other... Well, you dare to elbow me, mentally handicapped school grass, I am a very grudge-loving person, you are dead."

Chen Yang watched the two of them enter the tent noisily, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

At this time yesterday, Wen Qing asked him to give the bag to himself, but this time he didn't care.

Follow your mood completely.

Chao Jian looked down at Chen Yang: "Give me the medicine."

Chen Yang pulled out the pills from the plastic bag: "The shovel was inside Wenqing's tent last night, there was no sound of digging sand outside, but someone still died.

"The ghost lures people out of the tent, it doesn't have to let him dig the sand, the shovel has other uses."

Chao Jian took a pill and swallowed it, and he took off the big bag hanging from Chen Yang's wrist: "We'll dig out all the stumps."

Chen Yang nodded: "Your tent is far away from me."

The raised crutches were put back, and they turned towards Jane's head: "Is this important?"

Chen Yang said: "It's not important, I'll just say..."

Before finishing his sentence, the boy left.

Chen Yang was stunned, he didn't know how many times this scene happened, too many for him to remember.

The partner is really temperamental and moody.

After dark, there were no people on the bathing ground, only eleven tents.

Zhao Yuan is trying his best to play the role of the corpse, which is what he did two nights ago, once he is in the scene, the time will pass quickly, and it won't be too difficult.

He didn't play well tonight, and opened his eyes after a while.

It may be that a method is used too much, and the effect will not work. It is the same as drinking water for a cold, and his mind and spirit have developed antibodies.

It was actually very cold in the tent, but Zhao Yuan seemed to be roasted on a fire. He was sweating a lot, as if he was in a sauna, even if he was exposed to the sun during the day.

Why isn't it time for sunrise yet?Let's get up soon, he's going out to dig up the remains.

He wanted to get out of here quickly.

At this moment, there was a noisy sound outside the tent, mixed with a shout: "Zhao Yuan."

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, it was Chen Yang!

No, fake, that's not Chen Yang.

It's a ghost, you can't make a sound.

"Where is Zhao Yuan?" The voice became anxious, "Why hasn't Zhao Yuan come out yet?"

At this time, there was another voice, slowly and with strong personal characteristics: "Yesterday he was on my left, why is it gone? Oh, the position of the tent has changed again."

Chen Yang found something: "No..."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"quantity."

Chen Yang's voice was tense: "Eleven tents, now there are only ten, and one is missing."

He said to himself: "What does Zhao Yuan's tent look like?"

"Blue and orange." Wen Qing gave an answer.

"No." He mumbled, "There is no one of that color."

Then there was a dead silence.

It was an indescribable heaviness.

Zhao Yuan felt it, his heartbeat started to speed up, and the blood in his veins was also agitating.

Changes in body functions have affected emotions and rationality, and Zhao Yuan can no longer close his eyes. He stared at the tent in the dark, his eyes spinning around nervously.

"in the sea!"

Zhang Jinyang burst into a swear word, both shocked and frantic: "Damn! It didn't happen just now... Just like Qingfeng, Qingfeng also appeared suddenly!"

Zhao Yuan subconsciously sat up.

A series of swift footsteps rushed towards the beach, and the noise outside became louder, mixed with voices.

"You can't go into the sea, you can't fish up the tent."

"What are you fishing for? You must be dead."

"Brother, are you going to go into the sea? We are so loud, if people are still alive, they would have heard it long ago."

"Mr. Chen..."

"Handsome guy, more than half of that tent is submerged in the water. I don't need to talk about the rest. You don't understand common sense."

"Chen Yang!" Said Jane with few words, his voice hoarse, "Be honest."

"I was impulsive."

Chen Yang's voice was also very hoarse, he paused for a while before saying, "I'm a little messed up."

"The kid has made progress, I thought he could move forward..."

Zhao Yuan's eyes were a little wet, and his hands and feet unconsciously moved towards the tent exit.

The noise outside disappeared for a moment, and then again.

The footsteps came back.

"This is not the beginning of the mission. Several people have died now. Everyone knows that no one can leave the tent at night. How can he make such a low-level mistake as an old man?" the photographer said in an unbelievable tone. .

"The old man is also a human being. Anyone with rich experience will be recruited. He is the second task. It's nothing."

Wen Qing chuckled: "Horses stumble and people stumble. Good luck doesn't always happen."

"Five." Feng Chu lightly choked, "Can we still go out?"

"Of course!"

The photographer yelled, and muttered, "Go digging up the corpses. Let's continue with yesterday's digging. Hurry up and dig them all out. Maybe the task will be completed."

"Mr. Wen, you should join in, we really don't have enough manpower."

When Zhao Yuan heard this, his breath was like a broken bellows. Really Wen Qing would not agree, the one outside would definitely...

"I don't want to join."

Wen Qing's own way of reply came from outside.

Zhao Yuan stopped breathing again.

"Why are you like this? We only have six people left now, and some of them injured their hands. The efficiency is already a lot lower."

The photographer was furious: "You still want to stay out of it?"

Wen Qing lazily: "I said I hate digging sand."

"Who likes it? Ask everyone, who likes to dig sand! Aren't they all forced?"

"Then I don't care, I don't know how to dig, I don't care if you dig or not."

"If you don't dig, how the hell can you complete the task?"

"Where is death not death?"

"you!"

The photographer yelled out of control: "Zhang Jinyang, let go of me, that guy deserves a beating too much, if I don't give him some color this time, I won't..."

"What are you delaying, don't delay me, I will go by myself!"

The photographer's voice gradually blurred, and Wen Qing's voice sounded: "Hey, he spit on my face, it stinks."

Chen Yang didn't respond.

Wen Qing sighed: "Handsome guy, your little fan is gone, sorry."

The sound of shoes stepping on the sand was heavy and muffled.

Zhao Yuan's throat rolled rapidly, and the next second he heard his helpless cry: "Brother!"

After shouting, as if a certain switch had been turned on, Zhao Yuan couldn't help shouting one after another, louder and louder, with a clear crying voice.

"Chen Yang!"

"hipster!"

"Chen Yang! It's me! I'm Zhao Yuan!"

No one responded.

Footsteps are going away.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth tremblingly, I, I won't... really dead?

As soon as that thought came out, Zhao Yuan felt like he was in the water, he was wet from head to toe, and his pores were blocked by the cool clothes.

Out of breath, hypoxia, suffocation.

Zhao Yuan's consciousness became dim, his body seemed to be falling, and he collapsed and convulsed. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a trace of rust tasted into his mouth.

is blood.

I am alive...

I live!

As soon as Zhao Yuan's consciousness became clearer, the shadow at the feet of Fake Qingfeng appeared in front of his eyes.

And He Xiangrui, whose ears are broken, is still talking to them.

Nothing is right here.

A dead person does not know that he is dead, and the characteristics of being alive are all his own imagination...

Is my pain and blood fake?

Zhao Yuan's will began to collapse, the speed was as fast as a fire thrown into the dry grass, and it would burn out in the blink of an eye, he crawled to the exit of the tent with hands and feet, and stuck his pale face against it.

It was very quiet outside.

all gone.

It's all gone to dig the sand, and they left him here.

Zhao Yuan's expression twisted, his facial muscles twitched non-stop, his eye sockets were stretched to the maximum, and his pupils were tightly attached to the tent.

Pull away a little and look outside, shall we?

Just a small slit.

let me see.

I just take a look, just one look.

Zhao Yuan's hand slowly touched the zipper and grabbed it, his eyes were empty and his pupils were dilated.

"Boom"

Something fell out of Zhao Yuan's pocket.

rolled to his legs.

Zhao Yuan woke up suddenly.

He reached out to touch it, and it was hard and cold, and it was a coin.

The fourth sun rises faster than the third.

Chen Yang only counted to more than 7000, and there was a faint light outside.

This time it was Chen Yang who called to Jane, and they met each other when a figure rushed out of the blue-orange tent.

It was Zhao Yuan, he staggered towards Chen Yang, staggered and knelt down with weak legs.

"I know……"

Zhao Yuan raised his sweaty face: "I know how Zhong Ming and Qingfeng were led out of the tent."

Chen Yang's expression froze: "You get up first."

"I can't get up." Zhao Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He had escaped from death not long ago, and his body and mind hadn't recovered yet. The rush to come was due to willpower.

In fact, his legs had softened into noodles.

"Oh, it's in the morning, which song is this? Is there any role for me?"

A banter came from behind.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan's willpower propped up his sweat-soaked body again, and he rushed to Wen Qing as if drunk, and hugged her.

The smile at the corner of Wen Qing's mouth froze.

Zhao Yuan let out several whimpers deep in his throat: "Thank you..."

"Thank you! From now on, you are my second lifesaver!"

Zhao Yuan didn't know when this guy put the coin in his pocket, whether it was out of boredom or a prank, the other party really saved his life.

The corners of Wen Qing's stiff mouth were only partly parted, when Zhao Yuan was heard crying loudly.

He cried whenever he cried, and even dared to bury his dirty and smelly head in his neck, all the snot and tears came up.

Dead, absolutely dead.

Wen Qing met the eyes of other people, and laughed dryly: "Look at this child, he is stupid in reading, poor."

After Zhao Yuan finished crying and almost recovered, he told his story.

In addition to pretending to be them, ghosts have the ability to create illusions.

"When it deals with me, it creates an independent space for me. No matter how I shout, you can't hear it. Only I know the illusion it created."

Zhao Yuan rubbed his face: "That's why Zhong Ming and Qingfeng were led out without us noticing."

Zhang Jinyang said: "It's too strong, fortunately it can't enter the tent, otherwise we will die."

He looked at Zhao Yuan: "You are also strong, you are not deceived."

Zhao Yuan shook his head: "No, I was confused, Brother Wen helped me."

Wen Qing became the focus again. He raised both hands, palms facing everyone, and nodded as if the leader was speaking.

"Okay, okay, I won't be embarrassed to see you again."

Zhao Yuan talked about his life hanging by a thread. He took out the lucky coin and solemnly held it in his hand: "From now on, this will be my family heirloom."

"If I live to be old, I will definitely pass it on to my next generation."

other people:"…………"

For Zhao Yuan's disclosure, Chen Yang did not show surprise, he guessed the way ghosts confuse people.

Ghosts will take advantage of people's inner weaknesses, obsessions, psychological shadows, psychological trauma and so on.

It will attack those with weak defenses first.

From low to high.

It will not touch a person whose mind is extremely hard and whose soul is bright.

The rules are like this, but it's a little unreasonable.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded. His weakness was obvious and fatal. It was the younger sister. Logically speaking, he was the best one to break through. Why didn't the ghost find him...

There was something extra in his arms, and Chen Yang's thoughts were scattered. He looked down and saw that it was a bag of wafer biscuits.

Zhao Yuan pulled the backpack. He thought it was strenuous, so he poured out all the food inside.

"I have a gut feeling that we're not going to see this sunset again."

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhao Yuan realized the ambiguity in his words, and he hurriedly said, "No, what I mean is that we will complete the task before sunset."

Zhang Jinyang crossed his arms: "Have you ever opened your mouth?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head: "No."

"Then you said that?"

Zhao Yuan: "..."

He moved the food to the middle: "Eat all, and you will have the strength to work when you are full."

This sounds like going on the road when you are full.

In the first three days, some people were afraid of eating too much and went to the toilet frequently, and used water and food very sparingly. For example, Zhang Jinyang, who worked the most, was purely consuming his physical energy.

I don't know if it was Zhao Yuan's unspoken words, or the title of the strongest labor force in the team, Zhang Jinyang decided to change his strategy, and he ate big mouthfuls.

"Don't worry, buddy, let me know when you want to go to the bathroom, and I'll accompany you." Zhao Yuan said.

Zhang Jinyang clenched his fist and bumped into him.

"Wow." Wen Qing bit the bread and smiled, "The atmosphere is so good, I feel like I can really leave today."

Chen Yang said before he set the flag: "Don't talk."

Wen Qing approached Chao Jian with an aggrieved expression: "Li Mao, don't you care?"

Chao Jian and Wen Qing talked at the same time, and he handed the chocolate candy to Chen Yang: "It's not delicious."

"Isn't it delicious? I think this is delicious." Chen Yang took the half of the candy and gave him half of the wafer, "Then you eat mine."

Chao Jian pulled down the packaging bag of the wafer, lowered his head and took a bite, his eyes were half closed, and a cold light swept towards Wen Qing, with a hostile warning in his eyes.

Wen Qing shrugged.

Zhao Yuan didn't notice Chao Jian's eyes, but only commented on Wen Qing's light bulb career: "You bring shame on yourself."

Wen Qing smiled slightly: "School grass, are you showing off your vocabulary in front of your savior?"

Zhao Yuan's face turned green, and he stuffed another piece of bread to Wen Qing to please him, the last one, who made the other party like it.

"Brother Wen, why did you provoke Chao Jian?"

Wen Qing gnawed on the bread, her voice was vague: "He is more handsome than me."

that's all?Zhao Yuan couldn't help muttering in a low voice, then you have to provoke too many people.

Wen Qing looked over with a smile.

Zhao Yuan immediately moved away and did not look at Wen Qing. This guy doesn't know how to read minds, but he is good at understanding other people's psychology.

It is estimated that Chao Jian will let him hit a wall.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone quickly started today's sand digging project.

There were not many people last night, or seven.

On Chen Yang's left is Chao Jian, and on the right is Feng Chu. They both wore white clothes when they came in. The former was not very dirty, while the latter was so dirty that it almost lost its original color.

"When you dig sand, can your chest and back get dirty?" Chen Yang asked.

Feng Chu said: "Lie down when you're tired from digging."

"Brother, we are all dirty." Zhao Yuan, who was diagonally opposite, interjected, "Don't talk about my chest and back, I even have sand under my armpits."

Chen Yang said: "Then you are amazing."

Hehe, what did Zhao Yuan think of? He stretched his neck towards Chen Yang: "Brother, can you call Wen Qing over?"

Chen Yang said without hesitation, "No."

"How about I try it?"

Chen Yang disapproved of Zhao Yuan doing that: "You are the main labor force, don't spend your time on that."

He added: "Even if Wen Qing came, he wouldn't be able to dig much."

"Yeah, he's very thin and doesn't weigh much."

Zhao Yuan muttered something, and found that except for Chao Jian, the rest of the people were all focused on him.

The eyes are still a bit strange.

Zhao Yuan panicked inexplicably, he stammered: "I will carry, carry, carry, carry him."

Chen Yang continued to dig the sand, the volume was obscured by the rustle, like a whisper: "You can make him like you, it's good for you."

Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded, that guy said he was going to die, what kind of love is this, you misunderstood, my brother.

Chen Yang couldn't hear Zhao Yuan's voice, his attention had already shifted to Chao Jian.

The other party drooped his head, his eyes fell on the three pieces of wreckage in the bag, and his breath was cold, which was incompatible with their panic and anxiety.

Chen Yang observed for a while, but he didn't notice anything. Most of the time, he couldn't see through his partner, and this didn't affect his trust in the other party.

"There are 11 yuan of wreckage left, and we died of overwork before we dug them all up."

Zhao Jian lowered her eyebrows, her forehead hair was blown by the sea breeze, and the shadow cast was very broken: "The three pieces that have been dug out so far, one of them is buried shallower than the other."

Chen Yang was at a loss: "Is there?"

Before Chao Jian could respond, he asked everyone for confirmation.

"How could this be known?"

The photographer was digging in the sand. He thought Chen Yang's question was ridiculous, but he couldn't laugh. He just wanted to get angry: "We don't have a ruler in our eyes. Unless the shallow one is obvious, we can't detect it."

Zhang Jinyang kicked the photographer, he was so angry, who did he want to burn to death, he was upset and irritable, he wanted to explode hearing the tone.

And Feng Chu looked at Chen Yang without blinking: "Mr. Chen, are you really shallow?"

Chen Yang glanced at his partner who no longer looked at the corpse from the corner of his eye, thinking that his conclusion should be drawn from the corpse, which might have something to do with the degree of color corrosion.

"Yes." Chen Yang said.

"Good thing." Zhao Yuan didn't question it at all, he said excitedly, "Doesn't that mean that the further we dig, the easier it will be."

"I'm going to dig block No.14."

Zhang Jinyang turned on the phone to look at the photo of the puzzle, and followed the location above to verify the authenticity.

Chen Yang leaned closer to Chao Jian's ear: "Your guess is not wrong, is it?"

Chao Jian ignored him.

Chen Yang planned to wait for Zhang Jinyang's verification result, and if he was wrong, he would find a way to reverse the episode.

"Can't be wrong."

A boy's impatience sounded in his ear.

Chen Yang wiped the sweat off his eyes with the back of his hand: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Don't talk too much, it's easy to slap your face.

Mr. Chen, who came here, said in his heart.

However, Chao Jian didn't slap her in the face.

Zhang Jinyang came back soon, still holding a bone in his hand.

The photographer hurriedly asked, "Is it shallow?"

"Just a layer of sand." Zhang Jinyang put the skeleton into the bag, next to the other three.

This result made everyone full of energy, just like returning to the past.

The speed of digging sand has more than doubled.

The location they are digging now corresponds to the left hand skeleton of the female corpse on the puzzle, which is the piece brought back by Zhang Jinyang.

It appears in No.14 places.

Then I don't know what is buried here.

"The positions are all messed up. Could it be that the head is also inside?" Zhao Yuan dug for a while and asked a question, "It's just that it was buried with a certain part?"

Chen Yang was out of breath: "It is possible before digging out all of them."

Zhao Yuan said, "Schrödinger's cat?"

"Is that the reason?" Zhang Jinyang lost his temper after asking, "Stop talking nonsense."

The photographer suddenly dropped the shovel: "Since it is certain that one piece is buried shallower than the other, why don't we just dig from the back?"

"Wouldn't that give us more confidence?

"Students know to put the hard problems last and start with the easy ones first."

Chen Yang thought about it and said, "Then let's divide into groups, you and..."

"I go by my own."

The photographer interrupted Chen Yang, and turned to look at the others: "My phone is out of battery, I can't see the pictures, who can lend it to me?"

It can only be Zhang Jinyang.

The photographer left with Zhang Jinyang's mobile phone. He walked towards the No. 13 corpse, his eyes were red and dry, and his black beard and bloodless face formed a sharp contrast.

When he was about to reach the destination, the photographer's footsteps paused, and the touch under his feet seemed to be a little...

Before the photographer came back to his senses, the diving shoes rubbed against the spot a few times.

The fine sand was rubbed away by the soles of the shoes, revealing a face.

"what!"

The photographer fell to the ground, kicked his legs and moved back, screaming at the top of his voice, "Come on! Help! Help——"

Chen Yang and the others in the distance rushed over.

The body in the sand is a familiar person, Qingfeng who died of drowning.

The corpses were placed vertically.

Feet facing the sea, head facing the bathing beach.

He is back.

The swollen corpse lay in the sun, and the gray priestly robe would burst at any moment, and the stench was overwhelming.

The photographers vomited and suffocated.

Chen Yang bent down and looked: "All the dead disappeared, but he didn't."

As he spoke, he straightened up and looked at Chao Jian without blinking.

"Why did this corpse appear in the sand after being swept away by the waves..."