The sun was shining outside the tent, and everyone was silent, and the bodies in the tent were watching them.

Use those eyes without eyeballs.

"ah--"

He Xiangrui screamed and squatted down with his head in his arms, his strong body trembling violently.

Others were panicked, scared, solemn and solemn, with different expressions.

Chen Yang looked at the corpse, and his hair stood up one by one. He moved a few steps back and pulled towards Jian to the side.

Zhao Yuan followed like a little baby.

"Here's dead..." He gasped heavily, "Has that person violated any taboo?"

"Tao?" The photographer, who is about the same age as Chen Yang, spoke.

Several other newcomers all responded, either big or small, when they heard this word.

Zhao Yuan explained: "Every task has a set of rules, and ghosts will not kill people for no reason."

"What's wrong with him?" Zhong Ming next to Zhao Yuan, "We are all fine, why is he like this..."

Wen Qing squatted aside, holding the sun-burned sand with both hands and playing: "Yes, it's so strange, why is it him who died so many of us?"

Chen Yang was about to explain the reason, but Wen Qing threw away the sand and leaned over.

"Handsome guys, everyone is a missioner, life and death, neither relatives nor because of it. At most, it is cooperation, not counting on whoever carries the banner. At the beginning, you send clues to them. They will form an idea that those who can do more work, and this idea is so scary."

Wenqing raised her lips obliquely: "I found you a little bad. You train them to be a stretcher. This time, if you survived this time, they don't have your next mission, and they won't use their brains, so they can only cry and shout dad to save me, tsk tsk."

Chen Yang: “…”

Wenqing raised his chin to Chao Jian: "Li Maoer, I know you must agree with my statement. We are the same kind."

Calling Limao is risky enough, and even a disgusting "Bala" was added.

Unexpectedly, the literary youth was sucked.

Chen Yang stopped Chao Jian, who was still trying to move a crutch, and his eyes warned Wen Qing that he didn't bring enough medicine, so be careful.

Wenqing almost got her throat covered with chewing gum.

Oh, now it's over, I have to stay away from the dangerous elements.

"Find a difference." Chen Yang greeted the eyes that were waiting for the answer to fall, "It's easy to find."

He patted the older boy who worked together for the second time: "Zhao Yuan, think about it."

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to look at the corpse in the tent. Although he was not a bloody mouth, his eyes that had been staring outside were very creepy.

"If you look for a difference... it's what he did, we didn't..." Zhao Yuan looked at Chen Yang's fingers wrapped in gauze, and knotted in his mind.

"I see!"

He Xiangrui, who was trembling with his head in his arms, jumped up and shouted excitedly: "He is in the tent!"

The new people's figures stagnated.

Yes, they were all outside, only the dead one stayed in the tent.

Is this why he was killed?

Chen Yang nodded to the taskers he asked about, and he couldn't help but think of the monkey child in Xiao Yin Island.

The child said something, and now when he thinks about it, it is simply truth.

He said, you adults like to complicate the problem.

This is indeed the case. I know this time, and I will do it next time.

Many times, the truth is right in front of you, but everyone looks at other places under a fixed mindset.

"If you can't enter the tent, why are you putting this in?" A questioning sounded from the newcomer.

It was the little Taoist priest Qingfeng who cosplayed. He had no malice, but he was just slow to react and his IQ was not very online.

Chen Yang said: "You can enter the tent."

Qingfeng muttered in confusion: "Isn't this inconsistency?"

Before Chen Yang could explain, he sighed and floated over: "Oh."

Wen Qing bit the gum in her mouth, pointed her finger at Qingfeng, and pointed to other newcomers such as Feng Chu: "You, you, and you, you, you can't learn from it? Can't adapt? Why are you not as good as me who took the math exam? Really."

Six people who were disliked: "..."

Wenqing asked Qingfeng: "Master, what are the task prompts?"

Qingfeng said: "Get to bed early and get up early."

Feng Chu on the side added: "The corresponding sunrise and sunset are sunset, which Mr. Chen said."

The second half of the sentence is full of trust and follow.

Wen Qing rolled the wilted bubbles from her mouth into her mouth and glanced at Chen Yang with interest. The other party faced the person with crutches, and they didn't know what they were saying.

Tsk, the young couple.

Wenqing is not afraid of crutches now. With Chen Yang's medicine, he will never start killing him.

Thinking of this, the literary youth asked Qingfeng more intimately: "So what? Think about it."

He swept through the other five newcomers: "Others should also use their brains, don't point at the Taoist priest to figure out the answers alone."

The photographer hesitated and said, "Can't you enter the tent during the day?"

"That's right." Wen Qing bit her chewing gum in her mouth. "I'm young and my thinking is so dull. It seems that I haven't turned around enough. Take your time and use my brain more."

The newcomers secretly communicated with their eyes, and this literary youth was guiding us to find clues step by step, and seemed to be a good person.

"Yes, I'm a good person." Wen Qing smiled slightly.

Everyone: "..."

The literary youth walked to the drunk tent and half-squatted inside to look.

The sun in the bathhouse was very sunny, and Chen Yang smelled the irritability and saltiness in the sea breeze. Among the ten people who were still alive, there were four old people and six new people. I wonder how many of them left in the end.

Zhao Yuan whispered to Chen Yang: "Then do we have to sleep in the tent tonight?"

"Um."

Chen Yang said seriously: "You must leave the tent after sunrise. You cannot go in during the day. You must go back to the tent to sleep after sunset. You cannot come out at night."

He Xiangrui sobbed and said, "Can you get along with me?"

Others have this idea too.

Although the tent is single, they can sit inside. Anyway, no one will be so heartbroken that they will sleep loudly when they come here.

Chen Yang didn't really want to talk about this topic, but he couldn't do it. He pointed to all the tents.

"You have seen that the tent patterns of each of us are different. If we are distinguished, it means that we can only sleep by ourselves. Each person has one tent. If there is one more inside, then it is not a human."

These words made everyone lose their voices.

Chen Yang felt that he would be very hard to bear tonight, so he looked at Chao Jian in depression.

Frowning at Jian, "Hand hurts?"

"This is nothing," Chen Yang said. "I am worried that I will sleep on the tent alone at night and you will not be by my side."

He spoke frankly and straightforwardly, without realizing the ambiguity in his words.

Chao Jian's breath was slightly deeper. He held Meifeng, poked the sand with the crutches in his hand, and couldn't see clearly in his eyes: "Since the task has been done, you have been with me when you sleep at night."

The implication is that it is time for you to face it alone, otherwise you will never be able to take this step.

Chen Yang heard Chao Jian’s meaning, and he thought to himself, yes, it’s necessary to overcome it.

In order not to drag your partner down when encountering evil spirits, and to be able to grow faster in the mission world.

Everyone saw Chen Yang's struggle and determination, and they learned from it that what the other party said was true.

You can't stay outside after sunset.

This is called early going to bed.

"The sunrise and sunset are basically impossible to see on cloudy and rainy days," He Xiangrui thought of a question. He said nervously and helplessly, "Isn't that sure about the time to leave the tent?"

"Or, probably that's when?"

The literary youth in front of the tent turned around: "I'm stupid, who told you to treat this place as a real sea bath? It's just a bigger secret room. We're playing the escape game."

"Since the mission gave this kind of reminder, it means there will definitely be sunrise and sunset."

Everyone looked at the empty bathhouse, the open sky, and then the endless sea.

Secret room?

They don't know these two words anymore.

Wenqing spit out the tasteless chewing gum and packed it with paper: "It looks big, but it is mostly misleading and an illusion. We have to draw an area in our minds."
To be continued...