"I took my son from Ye Qing's hand. He is a little brat, and he can't even speak clearly, but he likes to talk very much. He said what he did and what he ate today, and even played games with Ye Qing.

"My wife and I have many brothers and sisters, and my son has many older brothers and sisters, and there are also a few younger uncles, uncles and aunts who have met frequently before. This year, we dare not let him contact so many people. Neighbors outside and children in the community do not let him contact too much.

"He was chattering in my arms. After a while, he couldn't sit still and pulled Ye Qing to play with his toy cars.

"Ye Qing saw my face and played with him for a while.

“For the first time I saw this kid laughing.

"He was just a child in his age. He was about the same age as his eldest nephew.

“But the first time I saw him laugh.

"I don't want my son to do those things. Ye Qing didn't say it clearly, but I think what he usually does is definitely not what a child of this age should do. What he does is definitely also a good thing, but it is not what a child of this age should do, nor is it what I want my son to do.

"We are still a little soft-hearted towards Ye Qing.

"I left him to have dinner at home that day.

"My son and he suddenly had a good relationship. He also asked him to help pick up food and feed him the food from his spoon. He cooperated very well.

"My wife told me before going to bed that Ye Qing is a gentle child, but she is not in good luck. She doesn't want her son to do this.

"I held her and heard her cry for a long time.

"That night, Ye Qing coaxed our son to bed before leaving. He left us a phone number. He said he had a job next time and might not be able to come for a long time. We could contact him if we had anything.

“He never showed up again after that day.

"My son read him for a while and asked his brother why he didn't come. He didn't know Ye Qing's name, but he just remembered that person. But it didn't take long for the child to forget about this."

I looked at this section of content, my eyes fixed on the text, and gradually lost my focus.

I can't remember that I had such a relationship with Ye Qing.

My initial impression of Ye Qing was that the blurry figure, the lonely and cold feeling in the dark office, had never changed.

The marching armored vehicle stopped again.

There was a commotion outside, and I heard the shouts from the walkie-talkie, and then the gunshots started.

I couldn't see outside where I sat. The soldiers sitting next to me were straight, holding guns tightly, with sharp eyes, and were ready to go. They probably didn't know what was happening outside, but were ready to deal with it.

I came to my senses, lowered my head, and turned over another page of the diary. This time, the diary looked up and had more dates.

"My father passed away last week. The eldest brother kept making trouble and came to the door to yell and scream, scaring his son.

"My son had a fever and had a fever all night. We stayed with him in the hospital all night.

"He started talking nonsense, and after his fever subsided, he continued to speak. His tone was exactly the same as my father. Both his mother and I felt scared. We were afraid that my father had returned to his soul and had sex with his son.

"We don't know what to do. We beg him not to look for our son. It's useless. The son is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and he cries and wants to look for his grandfather.

"His mother turned out Ye Qing's phone number. We called, but no one answered. I wonder if he changed the phone number or another possibility that was worse...

"We had no other choice and took our son to my dad's house. Because we didn't have a key, the whole family went there together.

"I kept holding my son, worried. Something happened anyway.

"My son pointed to the phone number pressed under the glass plate. My dad had figured out the deposit he had lost, but my son's affairs were a little unclear.

"Fortunately, my brother and the others focused on money, and they didn't chased and asked how our son knew."

The door of the armored vehicle was opened, and the officer shouted at me: "Mr. Lin! Come with me! We met the Ghost King!"

I raised my head and looked out of the car.

I saw the Yin Qi that belonged to the Ghost King, and also saw several things that obviously didn't look like living people. The latter should be ghosts, ghosts with no Yin Qi.

The Ghost King walking towards this side seemed to see me too.

He stopped hesitantly.

The gunshots kept ringing, but the bullets passed through the Ghost King.

The living people who were crying and running away were protected by soldiers. Some of the wretched legs fell to the ground were carried up and carried back.

I don't know if the ghost king recognized me or had any other concerns, so I suddenly turned around and turned into a black cloak. The skeleton-shaped death look disappeared from the spot like a black tornado.

The officer turned around and saw this scene, and was a little stunned.

"What was he doing before?" I asked.

The officer replied in a daze: "We are chasing... massacre. We only see this, and the others, we have to ask the people we saved just now."

"A few of those people are not people." I reminded me.

The officer's face changed.

"It's not the Ghost King. It should be a ghost born after being killed." I continued, "It's okay now. I don't know what choice they will make in the future."

After all, he is no longer a living person.

From a certain perspective, they have no position to help living people. Instead, they are more in their interests to defect to the Ghost King and become the Ghost King themselves.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing's figure appeared in my mind.

He is also a ghost who has been dead for a long time. Because of his obsession, he has always stood opposite to the Ghost King?

I lowered my head and looked at the diary in my hand again.

The date is not recorded in the diary, but several lines are empty.

“We thought it was okay, but it was different from the previous one.

"My son will say strange things when he sees the news now.

"He seems to be often turned into them by dead ghosts. He also says something that doesn't look like a child.

"He didn't act like a child several times. His ideas, many of them, were not the children's ideas. Sometimes he would have some abnormal words. For example, looking at a news that exposed false advertising, he would say that the advertising industry is in a downturn and how many orders are missing this year.

"We were very scared. We called Ye Qing again, but no one answered.

“Things are getting worse.

"He called the police and asked the police to arrest a prisoner. He said he was the victim himself. He also talked about the prisoner's residence and the crime. He kept crying and shouting for help.

“His mother and I are really scared to death.

"The police thought he called the fake police and came to educate him.

“We don’t know how to explain it at all.

"Every neighbors knew about it, and then some relatives at home also knew about it.

"He was a little crazy and told people everywhere to ask for help. If we lock him in the house, he would find a way to escape.

"His mother kept crying. I could only call Ye Qing and couldn't think of any other way.

"But not long after, the prisoner was arrested.

“He seemed to have calmed down.

"But everyone else found out that he was right.

“We are harassed every day.

"There are news online. There are also reporters who want to come for an interview. My elder brother also introduced someone to ask our son to ask God to answer questions.

“We want to move, to run far away, to hide, and ignore that.

“Just the night we packed up, we heard a knock on the door.
Chapter completed!