“I took my son from Ye Qing’s hand.He’s a little kid, he can’t talk clearly, but he especially likes to talk.Say what you did today, what you ate, and played the game with Ye Qing.

"Me and my wife and I have more brothers and sisters, and my son's brother and sister are many, and there are a few little uncles, uncles, and little aunts, who have often met."This year, we didn’t dare let him contact so many people.The neighbors outside, the children in the community, did not let him touch too much.

“He was whispering in my arms.After a while, I couldn't sit down and pulled Ye Qing to play with his toy cars.

Ye Qing looked at my face and played with him for a while.

The first time I saw this kid laugh.

“He’s a kid, he’s a kid.He is about the same age as his nephew.

“But I saw him laugh for the first time.

“I don’t want my son to do those things.Ye Qing did not say clearly, but I think what he usually does is certainly not what children should do at this age.He certainly did a good thing, but it wasn’t for kids this age, and it wasn’t for my son.

“We’re still a little bit soft on the babe.

“I left him at home to eat that day.

"The son and he suddenly had a good relationship, and he was asked to help him with sandwiches and feed him the food in his spoon."He is very cooperative.

"My wife told me before she went to sleep that Ye Qing was a gentle child, and that was not life."She didn’t want her son to do that.

I hugged her and listened to her cry for half a day.

That night, Ye Qing coaxed our son to sleep before leaving.He left us a phone.He said he had a job and probably wouldn’t be here for a long time.Let us have anything to contact him.

“He didn’t show up again after that day.

The son read to him for a while and asked his brother why he didn’t come.He didn’t know the name of Ye Qing, but he remembered such a person.But it wasn't long before the little boy forgot about it."

I looked at this paragraph, my eyes fixed on the text, and gradually lost the focal length.

I can’t remember if I had any such communication with Ye Qing.

My initial impression of Ye Qing was that in the dark office, that vague figure, that lonely, cold feeling, had not changed.

The armored vehicle stopped again.

There was an uproar outside, and I heard a shout from the walkie-talkie, and then the gunshots rang out.

The place I was sitting in couldn’t see the outside.A few soldiers sitting next to him were standing tall, holding a gun, and their eyes were sharp, all of them ready to start.They probably don’t know what’s going on outside, but they’re ready to deal with it.

I went back to God, lowered my head, and turned a page of the diary.This time, the diary raised more dates.

“My father died last week.The older brother kept shouting and screaming, scaring his son.

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

He began to talk nonsense, and after the fever, he continued.He spoke the same way as my father.He and his mother were scared.We were afraid that my father would return to his soul and go to his son’s body.

“We don’t know what to do.Please don’t look for our son.It's useless.My son was good and bad, crying to find his grandfather.

His mother turned the phone out.We called and no one answered.I don't know if he changed the phone, or maybe it's worse...

“We went to my father’s house with our son.Because there was no key, after the trouble, almost the whole family went together.

“I’ve always hugged my son and was scared.Something still happened.

The son pointed to the phone number under the glass plate.My father's lack of savings to clarify, but my son's things are not clear.

"Well, Big Brother, they all focused their attention on the money, and they didn't ask our son how he knew."

The door of the armored car was opened, and the officer shouted at me, “Mr. Lin!Come with me!We have met the King!”

I looked up and looked out of the car.

I saw the ghost king's femininity, and saw a few things that obviously did not seem to be alive.The latter should be a ghost, a ghost without a ghost.

The ghost king who came up to this side seemed to see me.

He stopped his steps hesitantly.

The gunfire continued, but the bullets passed through the demon king.

Those who cried and wailed and ran away, ghosts, were guarded by the soldiers.Some of the legs fell to the ground, were carried up and ran back with them.

I don't know if the ghost king recognized me, or if there were any other concerns, he turned around and turned into a black cloak and a skull, like a black tornado, and disappeared in place.

The officer turned to see the scene, somewhat stunned.

“What was he doing before?”I asked.

The officer replied, “Chasing ... Massacre.”We only see this, the rest, and ask the man who was just saved."

"There are some of them who are not people."I reminded you a word.

The officer’s face changed.

“It’s not a ghost king either.It must have been a ghost born after being killed."I said, “It’s okay to say it now.What they will choose, I don't know."

After all, they are no longer alive.

In a way, they don’t have a position to help the living.Instead, they trust the ghost king, and it is in their own interests.

In this way, I had a shadow in my mind.

He was also a long-dead ghost.Has it always stood in the opposite direction of the devil?

I looked down and looked at the diary in my hand.

There is no more date in the diary, but several lines are empty.

“We thought it was okay, but it wasn’t the same as before.

“When my son sees the news, he says strange things.

“He seems to have often ghosted people who have become them.Say something that doesn’t look like a child.

“He didn’t act like a child several times.His ideas, many ideas, were not the thoughts of children.Sometimes he has unusual things.Like watching a news that exposes false advertising, he will say that the advertising industry is sluggish and there are fewer orders this year.

“We are scared.We called Ye Qing again, and no one answered.

“Things are getting worse.

“He called the police and asked the police to arrest a prisoner.He said he was a victim.He also spoke of the prisoner's residence and said that the crime had passed.He kept crying and crying for help.

“He and my mother were really scared.

“The police thought he was calling the fake police and coming to the house to educate.

“We don’t know how to explain it.

“Neighbors know it, and after that, some relatives in the family know it.”

“He’s crazy, he’s talking to people everywhere, asking for help.We locked him in the house and he tried to escape.

“His mother was crying.I can only call Ye Qing, I can't think of any other way.

“But not long after, the prisoner was arrested.

“He seems to have calmed down.

“Everyone else found him talking.

“We are being harassed every day.

“There’s news on the internet.Journalists want to interview.My brother also introduced people to ask our son to give God an upper body and answer questions.

“We want to move, we want to run far away, we want to hide, we don’t care about that.

“The night we packed our things, we heard a knock on the door.

"I saw the cat in the eyes of the cat."