Identity number 019

Chen Yang suddenly stood up.

His movement is very large, and the fine sand on the shovel above the hand is full of Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuanzhu was pulled down the sand: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Chen Yang's scorpion tightened: "It is the sand]"

"What," Zhao Yuan accidentally bit the tip of the tongue, he said, "What is it?"

Chen Yang came back to God, the horror is called: "Go there! Go to the sand!"

Everyone was scared by Chen Yang, and they didn't ask for the past, and they all ran in the first time.

Also brush is not far from the sand pit.

The corpse of the bell was disappeared, and there was only sand, nothing else.

Is that there is a problem in the Sharpsenger?

Everyone stopped in the same place, and there is no step in it.

Zhao Yuan's tongue tongned hurt, he swallowed a sweet saliva, tightened the shovel in his hand, and his legs hit step by step to the sand pit, stand.

The short exhausted gas, Zhao Yuan closed two eyes, only revealing a slit, and be careful to aim in the sand.

"No ah……"

Zhao Yuan turned his head and Chen Yang: "Brother, there is no thing!"

Chen Yongn, didn't you?

How can there be anything, the direction of the head of the head is there.

Chen Yong shouted: "Dig!"

Zhao Yuan saw Zhang Jinyang a few people: "Let's dig."

He Xiangtui drums the chest muscles up and down: "Isn't it to dig your arm, how to dig this here, then delay the time, you can't dig anything before sunset."

Zhao Yuanzheng is going to talk for Chen Yang, listening to Feng Express: "Mr. Chen will not let them do without any reason."

"Wait for him, he will say the reason."

The corpse right arm is buried, and the Chen Yang lost his left hand shovel, bending the waist to pull the brightener: "Don't dig, let's go to the sandport."

Just got up and got it under the power of Chen Yang, took the cane he picked up, and the arm was taken.

"I saw a headless shadow." Chen Yang referred to it, "it is there."

The place he refers to now, and the wind is in the fine sand and roll into the waves.

He is a brief, "ghosting."

"Well, look at the figure is a man." Chen Yang's diving shoes were bored and wet. "I am not sure that he is the murderer killed the female corpse, or the task is to determine according to the clue in the sand."

He said, he called the Cold War: "I was scared to me."

"No head, you think."

Just a frowned: "Why should I think so disgusting?"

Chen Yong lived.

The hand was joined by him, and the hand was taken: "The skin is taken down, my brother."

The last two words were picked up, wrapped in obvious play.

Chen Yang's feeling is very dark, he quickly started.

Dynasty : "I will never have long memory."

Chen Yang has not counterattached, the right hand is caught, he is hurting, the three fingers covered by the gauze are a bit : "What are you doing?"

Draw a look at his index finger: "There is sand."

There is a warm breath, the fingertips, the sweat on the back of the back, he is not comfortable: "Don't, don't, I can get it yourself."

The DPRK is a smile, and it seems to have no laugh: "I am not your brother, what is it blowing?"

Chen Yang: "..."

"Nothing." The finger of the Chen Yang wrist, put his hand down, and squatted.

Chen up moves the finger, and the eyes sweep a few times.

When I didn't take medicine, my emotions were released in one inax, and real is true, that is, it is a bit ...

Proud? Delicate? childish? Can't find an accurate adjectment.

In short, it is a man.

Chen Yang went to the sandport, and said that the head of the headless.

This reason allows everyone to do can't work, and they climb out from the sand pit, fall in the sand.

Daren dare to dig.

Chen Yang did not knew them to make psychological counseling. He jumped into a pit to dig a little, and his left hand took the shovel to dig.

Poke him in a simple crutches: "Let the open point."

"You don't come." Chen Yang did not move, he said while digging, "staying on the side."

Two canes were taken into the sand pit and they were jealous.

Chen Yang quickly went to help the dramatic, the result, forgot to pay attention to the injury on his finger, and he was even more painful, his face was white.

The six people above looked at this to brothers and brothers, complicated expression.

Zhao Yuan gray his face slid into the sand, followed by Feng Xia, Qingfeng, Zhang Jinyang, photographer.

He Xiangrui is still in the pit, he took the wet sports pants of the sticky legs to come up: "People have enough, I can't go, I will give you wind."

Zhao Yuan said: "Then you put the wind, if you are ghost, you said with us."

Just said that He Xiangrui rolled down.

To die together.

Chen Yang worried that after a sunset sunrise, the things in the sand pit were gone, and he took a while looked up in the sky.

This is simply chasing time with the dead god, urgent heart disease.

Everyone digs exhausted, without no.

Chen Yang is not the same as everyone, he can't be replaced two hands, the left hand used in the whole process, excessive use, but not only bursts.

"Nothing." He Xiangru said that Chen Yang is in the heart.

He is thick in the sand, his face is not good, the tone is not good: "White is wasted so much time."

"If we have been digging the right arm of the body, it must be dug now."

"What is the meaning of this now." Zhao Yuanzhuang was hot.

He Xiangtu was eating, he did not accept the airway: "Tired to die, the fart did not dig, said it is not letting it."

When Zhao Yuan saw He Xiangrui, he still forgot Chen Yanya, complained, his guardian: "It is not a person to dig, a person is tired, do you not all?"

"Don't have noisy." The breeze has a cold, the head is very fainted, he rubs his face with a dirty hand, "Mr. Chen," Mr. Chen, will not be a sand pit, this is this Other places in the direction? "

Others' sight is concentrated on the breeze.

The breeze said: "I just observed it, and a position with the sand pit is a locker room."

"That is the dressing room!" He Xiangrui wipes the sand on the leg, speechless, "for such a half day, the result is because of the wrong place."

There are more gunpowder flavors in the air.

The photographer won the round field: "A position, it is normal."

"It's not normal abnormal problem," He Xiangru said, "Now when you live and die, time is very important, white is busy, everyone's physical strength is gone, this seems to happen, we run it."

Zhao Yuan looked at Chen Yang: "Don't you dig?"

"Would you like us to go to the dressing room?"

Chen Ye is placed on the left hand on the sand is still cramping. He took his face with his right hand, and he was in the mouth.

Chen Ye attended the photographer.

The photographer is in the action of the move, he was stared at Chen Yang: "What's wrong?"

"Where is your shovel?" Chen Yang said.

"You ask this? I just ..."

The photographer's words stopped, and he threw away the shovel that he lifted by him.

Iron, very old.

Some windings of the shovel.

"!"

Zhao Yuan said, and others woke up and left their position to a piece of squeezed, away from the shovel.

The photographer has a little collapse, and he said in the eyes of Chen Yong asked: "I will take it."

When digging the sand, the shovel in the photographer was sweaty, holding slippery, he gave it down, and touched one next to it.

At that time, everyone took the shovel, all put it in the sand, mixed, he didn't care.

Others have dug their own, irritated, anxious, exhausted, panic, etc., they don't know when the shovel is from the sand.

"Brother, the head of the head is this." Zhao Yuan said.

Chen Yang, "Well", he used the tip of the brush to hook the shovel to the front, and the hand stretched out was opened.

Take a shovel, Chen Yee in the past.

"Is there a marker?" Zhao Yuan also shoveped, "engraved with the name."

His cerebral cave is all based on the plot in the movie, and a props generally have a big progress in the protagonist.

"No, no mark, no name." Chen Yang looked at the sleeves, let him take the shovel in his hand, carefully check.

"Is it bloody?"

Zhao Yuan pointed to one, uncertain saying: "Is it? I feel that there is some taste."

His finger moves to the left of that place: "This is also there, and this!"

A total of three, it is very vague, not a graphic, it is irregular, as if it has been painted with red pigs for a long time, the rubber is not wiped clean, leaving the traces.

Chen Yang looked at the three imprints, I don't know what I am thinking.

Zhao Yuan's brain cave did not respond, he was anxious: "Brother, you feel ..."

I didn't show him a look in a simple expression.

Zhao Yuanli hits.

The sand is quiet, and the sea breeze is blowing through the time, and it will be free to sleep.

Chen Yang's eyes suddenly wide: "Go to the right hand of the body."

Everyone has heard it, the wind blows the sun.

He Xiangren couldn't help but mourning: "I still dig it? I can't dig, I can't dig."

"Don't call, save, here is not the real world, I don't dig." Zhao Yuan climbed to the sand pit, "who can't come," I can't help my hand. "

The breeze grabbed Zhao Yuan, let him pull himself up.

"Small road length, how is your hand so hot," Zhao Yuan said, "fever?"

The breeze nodded and nodded.

Zhao Yuan can't force it, only patted his shoulders.

The daytime with the bath is huge, one cold is hot, and the interval is short.

During the day, the sea is blowing, the sun is sunned, out of the sweat, finished, repeatedly, the clothes can't change, lying in the tent, the body is poor.

Zhao Yuan looked at the Chen Yang, the body shape is thin, the body is very good, the back is not to eat.

It is estimated that the abdominal muscle is quite a lot.

Zhao Yuan's line of sight moves to the corresponding place.

A walking stick, Zhao Yuan fell, almost scared.

Chen Yongru's claimant: "How do you throw a crutches?"

The other is also throwing another one.

Then, on the single-legged, look at Chen Yang.

When Chen Yang, I launched myself to read his mind from the eyes of youth. I quickly went to the sand in the sand, and the two arms extended to him and lifted the chin.

Press the arm of the Chen Yang, five fingers, and take it.

Chen Yang took him up and gave him up, and he said: "The cane is the tool you walk, don't throw it."

Zhao Yuan took the time of simmering crutches, secretly vocabarized with Chen Yongtou: Brother, my fault, I blame me.

Chen Ye's foggy is exchanged with him: What happened to you?

Zhao Yuan wants to say: I am dying.

Chen Yang: "..."

Zhao Yuan pulled Feng at first, and asked Zhang Jinyang to do handle.

Zhang Jinyang refused, he turned out the sand pit one with a single hand.

Cool is very handsome.

Unfortunately, the audience present is no intention to enjoy.

Zhang Jinyang walked to the front of Chen Yang: "I want to confirm, what did you say is to dig your right hand or a right arm? These two are not in a place, the previous one has not excavated, and after a lot of digging."

"Right hand." Chen Yang spit, "right arm will dig tomorrow."

He shows everyone to see the sky: "I have a hurry."

The puzzle is too big, in order to be convenient, it is not long for how long it is, this will be in the bag of Chen Yang.

That will take a photo of the puzzle, now take out the mobile phone in one by one, and everyone will go to the destination, bite the new round of digging sand projects, and the muscles have different degrees of sputum.

Miss Chen Yang is a three-year-old children playing the sand.

I lost his shovel: "Don't hinder the eye, rest."

"Yeah, rest, nothing you." Zhao Yuan's nose called the jet, there is no school grass when you come in, it is a refugee now.

Chen Yang can not stand against Zhao Yuan, plan to stop.

Zhao Yuan responded huge to push the Chen Yang, push half and pull it back, and apologize: "I can't help but don't live."

"Brother, I am very virtual now, I don't have it, you are leaning on the other side of you."

Chen Yang is going to go to the Dagua.

Just push him: "It is sweat, don't be smashed."

"You can't get it clean." Chen Yang was scattered, "Okay, don't say it, I will rely."

The photographer did not sound: "Your feelings are really good."

Zhao Yuan and He Xiangti stopped the work in his hand, the ear was vertically.

There is a little subtle atmosphere.

Chen Yang is holding a smile, nothing to say.

At this time, he didn't care about it with others and shared something other than some mission.

Chen Yang is a little sleepy. His head is riding to the brief, and it is unconscious.

"Sit well!" The storm of the dramatics stretched.

Chen Yang is sitting, he rubs his face with sleeves, telling which dirty.

"Tired."

Chen Yang touched the shovel and took it again.

"Half dead, excavation." The brilliance of the drain, the voice is blurred, and the eyebrows are locked. "Go, don't bother me."

Chen Yang's face, how do I bother? Hey, don't follow this child, go with him.

After a while, Chen Yang's left hand recovered a little strength. He is going to start digging the sand, and suddenly think of a missing thing, the body will tilting Fengchu.

"where are you from?"

Chen Yang is purely to talk to Feng, and I will find a comparison that can relax. If I have, I will let him be thundered.

Penang, Feng said.

Chen Yang did not control his facial expression.

The palms of the two hands in Feng, were broken, wrapped with plastic bags, and he dredcted the sand and excavated very slow, and the speed was also very slow: "How?"

Chen Yang did not answer him, but asked others: "What about you?"

"My Qingcheng." He Xiangru said.

The breeze is nod, and they are also.

Zhao Yuan didn't have to say it, Xiao Yin Island has exchanged.

Fengchu's face has an unexpected color: "Only I am not."

Chen Gongzhi under the eyelids, did not let Feng Xueda saw his emotions, he always thought that all the tasks were Qingcheng people.

An exception has now occurred.

Then, the guess for this long has to be overthrown?

how so……

Chen Yang did not move the sound and asked Feng Jin: "Are you always live in Penang?"

"Yeah, born, grow, go to school, I haven't been to other cities yet." Feng Xueda said, "I said, I went to Qingcheng, I went to Qingcheng, and later, I was delayed. This time, if you can go back, I must go there. "

"Ninth Rehabilitation Institute, Sanlian Bridge, East Street ... I have a tourist guide to watching Qingcheng."

Zhao Yuan gave Feng in a few attractions.

He Xiangrui joined in, the topic pulled it on the Qingcheng scenic spot.

Chen Yang has no way to communicate with Feng Xia, he returns to the DPRK with unsolicited mood: "It is not all of all the tasks from Qingcheng."

"My direction is wrong." He muttered.

"If you are wrong, you will be wrong, then find it."

Digging the sand, digging a small head, digging a shovel, gasping, not dug.

Chen Yang looked at him, and quickly brought Feng Feng to his own explosive information, loudly and stunned: "Perseverance."

The DPRK also picked up the shovel.

When digging out the right hand of the body, everyone has been able to make a panic, and only is tired.

"Brother, what is going to do?" Zhao Yuan took out an old man's attitude, and the thinking is logically looks like. "After the shovel, you let us dig your right hand ..."

His mind is a bright spot: "You suspect that the shovel is related to this body?"

Chen Heien dials the bones on the sand.

"Ah !!!" He Xiang Rui trembles large muscle screams.

"What is it?" Zhang Jinyang's neck, "shut your mouth, you are dead."

Chen Yang let Zhao Yuan pick up the bones.

Zhao Yuan is very grateful to Chen Yang to his trust, but he feels that he can't win this job.

Chen Yang did not force Zhao Yuan, and didn't have time to open the ideological education class. He looked at his partner.

Draw a picture of the face, extremely unwell moderate: "Don't look at me, I won't touch it."

After ten seconds, I took a bone with a simple plastic bag. I put it on the shovel under the expectation of Chen Yang, and I was in the three imprints.

It's almost right!

It is exactly how to hold the shovel.

Chen Yong's guess was verified, his breathing disorder was incomparable: "Sure enough."

Everyone was shocked.

"This ... how ..."

"Is it that we contrary?"

Zhao Yuan put the tent, watching the sunrise, etc., there is no pearl, no head, shovel, and this information in series, the black hole in the mind began to rotate: "One day, the bath has been a pair of men and women, they are here I have played a tent, and the two are not necessarily a couple, it may be a good relationship. "

"The man, that is, no head, he wants to be in the men's dressing room, the woman is in the red dress, and the result is beaten, the head is cut off, and the remaining part is buried in the sand."

Zhao Yuan kicked the iron shovel: "This is used."

"The bodies in the sand pit are gone, it is a headless and climbed. The little book is falling in the red dress woman's burial."

Thus, it comes with the propeller, the average person can't keep up, the photographer reluctantly, puts forward their doubts: "How is the red dress woman died?"

"No head killed."

Zhao Yuan said: "He turned into a ghost to revenge, killing the corpse after death, did not expect the woman's grievance, directly became a ghost, the whole bath is her world."

Seeing everyone didn't interruption, Zhao Yuan was encouraged by 10,000 points, he continued: "The head of the head refers to us. It is very simple to find the shovel. It is not a shovel. There will be no more people in the night. Digging the sand. "

"So, our people are less dead, help him get soroughly, so that he finds his head, leave here."

Inside a group, there are not a few brains, and the breeze is one of them. He is sick, and he is dizzy.

"I don't think it."

Zhang Ying, the lip of the breeze: "According to Zhao Yuan's statement, the bloody is left when the red dress is buried before the bodies. At that time, she was alive, her hand has a meat, with the current bones."

"How can the bones face these stackers?"

Feng Xie picked up: "Unless it is buried, it is not a person."

Chen Yang's eyes did not have a bark, he was exclaimed: "Fast! Fast back!"

Sunset.

Everyone spells the life to run in their tents, what else, I have forgotten exhaus, just think about it.

Faster, hurry.

Zhao Yuan ran back and looked back, he looked at Chen Yang, who was still in place, and shouted anxiously: "Brother, hurry!"

"You chose."

Chen Yong quickly put the body of the body into the bag, and put together with the puzzle and the shovel, all took it to the brilliance, let him hold.

The moment of backing up, Chen Yongyi rushed to the female locker room: "Wen Qing! Sunset!"

In the locker room, Wen Qingzu lost the coin in his hand, and he was shouted for a while. He would be bent over. Wen Qing is sigh: "What is it, care about what I do, it's really ..."

"Who wants to experience the team friendship."

Wen Qing two-handed into the locker room, greeted the big white glow, he got out: "Look at this beautiful scene, just like it."

Chen Yang is unhappy, and Wen Qing quickly caught them.

"What about the rest?"

Chen Yangpi: "Everything is in the tent."

"I have no two wounded." Wen Qing, "these mentally dispailms, the crisis is a smart."

Chen Yang smelled the bloody flavor in the sea breeze, his face has changed.

"It is the taste of blood, and there is still a bit stinky." Wen Qing looks at the sea, "will there be a corpse?"

"The bath after sunset looks very interesting, I want to come out to go shopping."

Chen Yang hosted the arm on the back, breathing like a wind box: "Don't find it."

The clothes were pulled, the force is not small, Chen Yang angry looks back: "Let you don't want to die, do you want to pull us with you?"

"Look at you." Wen Qing reached out, "the bag gave me."

This requires it very abrupt.

Chen Yon, the face is suspected: "Are you sure?"

Wen Qing took directly, he was lazy to raise his hands: "Handsome guy, chestnut, good night, see tomorrow."

Chen Yong run again, the three things in the bag, which is not safe.

Wen Qing actually took the initiative to go.

I don't know if it is stimulating or what is it?

Chen Yong ran to the tent of the United Jocks, hurriedly put him down: "Go in."

Drake a double turn, the eyes passed through the sea side and the beach: "You are walking."

"go."

He pushed the Chen Yang with a cane.

Chen Yong crossed the tent of the breeze, walking to yourself: "You have also hurry, don't stand outside, you can't do this."

It is standing in the original place, until the Chen is entering the tent, pulls the zipper, he is turned.

At this time, Wen Qing came out from the tent, and he stood in the entrance to shout.

The purpose is clear, I want to find someone to watch the sunset, play the game.

A brief smile, gave Wen Qing, a "I am not a lone" eye.

The subtext is that I am not as you, and no one is hint.

hipster:"……"

He slammed his mouth: "What is it, I didn't eat, I'm.

The smell of the bath is getting more and more strong, like being pressed into a large bag of rotted meat, and the mouth is close.

I can't smell the taste in the tent.

Wen Qing looked at the sky and sinking the sky, what did you read in his mouth, bent back to the tent.

Chen Yang is in the tent, the chest is fierce, and it is sweat.

Sunrise sunset is unfaicable.

Chen Yang was amazed, and it was dark outside, and he won't see a shining.

The tent is like a thick black cloth.

The back of Chen Yang is too wet, and he has the side of the body and dry it.

Zhao Yuan's brain is not full. It is the shovel to dig the sand last night. Now they are taken away, and they can't dig it tonight.

Ghost is can't get a tent.

Unless the Wen Qing is confused, take a shovel from the tent.

Chen Yong feels extremely low possible.

Wenqing is a game veteran, the identity is absolutely not long.

Chen Yang also remembered Feng Chuan, or I have to talk.

In order to avoid many dreams, I will talk about it after this sunrise.

Chen Yong felt that Feng Xia is a breakthrough.

Whether this task is, it is still related to the entire task background.

By the way, I haven't asked the identity number of Feng in Feng. He is a newcomer, people outside the Qingcheng, will it be seven-digit?

The outside is quiet.

Chen Yang decided not to sleep tonight, he adjusted the frequency of heartbeat, and wanted to know how much, it will usher in the sunrise.

The time on the phone stopped, and the length of the white night is not right.

In order to figure out this law, in addition to this magazine, he can't think of it.

"!"

The tent is blocked outside.

Chen Yangwei leather jump.

The sound is like something like something, the blade hits the bones, and the card is stuck.

The people who are are impatient, starting to waving the arm.

" !!!"

" -"

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