Aoba Office

"I took over my son from Ye Qing. He is a little kid and can't speak clearly, but he loves to talk. He talked about what he did and ate today, and he even played games with Ye Qing.

"My wife and I have many brothers and sisters, and our son also has many brothers and sisters, as well as several younger uncles, younger uncles, and younger aunts. We used to see each other often. This year, we didn't dare to let him come into contact with so many people. He was not allowed to have too much contact with the neighbors or children in the community.

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

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

"It was the first time I saw this kid smile.

"In terms of his age, he is just a kid. He is about the same age as my eldest nephew.

“But it was the first time I saw him smile.

"I don't want my son to do those things. Ye Qing didn't say it clearly, but I feel that the things he usually does are definitely not what a child of this age should do. What he does is definitely a good thing, but it is not what a child of this age should do. It's not what I want my son to do.

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

“I left him at home for dinner that day.

"My son suddenly became very close to him, and he asked him to help pick up the vegetables, and even fed him the rice from his own spoon. He was very cooperative.

"My wife told me before going to bed that Ye Qing is a gentle child, but his life is bad. She doesn't want her son to be like this.

"I held her and listened to her cry for a long time.

"That night, Ye Qing put our son to bed before leaving. He left us a phone number. He said that he had work to do and might not be able to come for a long time. He told us to contact him if we had anything to do.

“After that day, he was never seen again.

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

As I looked at this paragraph, my eyes were fixed on the text and gradually lost focus.

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

My first impression of Ye Qing was that blurry figure in the dark office, and that feeling of loneliness and coldness has never changed.

The moving armored vehicle stopped again.

There was a commotion outside, and I heard shouts on the intercom, and then gunfire rang out.

I couldn't see out from where I was sitting. The soldiers sitting next to them stood upright, holding their guns tightly, with sharp eyes, all ready to go. They probably didn't know what was happening outside, but they were prepared to deal with it.

I came to my senses, lowered my head, and turned another page of the diary. This time, the diary has an extra date on the header.

"My father passed away last week. My eldest brother kept making troubles, coming to the door and yelling, which scared my son.

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

"He started talking nonsense, and after the fever subsided, he continued to talk. The tone of his words was exactly the same as my dad. His mother and I felt scared. We were afraid that my dad had returned to his spirit and had taken over our son's body.

"We don't know what to do. We beg him not to look for our son. It's no use. The son is good and bad, crying and looking for his grandfather.

"His mother took out Ye Qing's phone number. We called, but no one answered. I don't know if he changed his phone number, or it's another possibility that's worse...

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

"I kept holding my son in my arms, fearful. But it still happened.

"My son pointed to the phone number stamped under the glass table. My father's missing deposit was clear, but my son's matter was a little unclear.

"Fortunately, brother and the others were focused on the money and didn't ask our son how he knew about it."

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

I raised my head and looked outside the car.

I saw the Yin Qi belonging to the Ghost King, and I also saw a few things that clearly didn't look like living people. The latter should be a ghost, a ghost without Yin Qi.

The Ghost King walking towards me seemed to have seen me too.

He paused hesitantly.

The gunshots kept ringing, but the bullets all passed through the Ghost King's body.

Those living people and ghosts who ran away crying were protected by soldiers. Some of those whose legs were weak and fell to the ground were picked up and carried back.

I don't know if the ghost king recognized me or had other concerns. He suddenly turned around and transformed into a black cloaked and skeletal god of death, disappearing like a black tornado.

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

"What was he doing before?" I asked.

The officer replied in a daze: "Chasing... massacre. We only saw this. For the rest, we have to ask the people we just rescued."

"Some of those people are not human beings." I reminded them.

The officer's expression changed.

"It's not the Ghost King. It should be a ghost that was born just after being killed." I continued, "It's easy to say now. I don't know what choices they will make in the future."

After all, he is no longer alive.

From a certain perspective, they have no position to help living people. On the contrary, it is more in their interests to take refuge in the Ghost King and become the Ghost King themselves.

When I thought about it, Ye Qing's figure appeared in my mind.

He is also a ghost who has been dead for a long time. Have you always been on the opposite side of the Ghost King because of your obsession?

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

There is no further date in the diary, but there are several blank lines.

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

“When my son sees the news now, he will say strange things.

"It seems like he is often possessed by the ghosts of dead people and turns into them. He also says things that don't sound like a child.

"He didn't behave like a child several times. His thoughts, many of them, were not those of a child. Sometimes he would say some abnormal words. For example, after watching a news article exposing false advertising, he They would say that the advertising industry is in a slump, and how many fewer orders there are this year, etc.

"We were 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 that he was the victim. He also told the prisoner's address and the story of the crime. He kept crying and calling for help.

“His mother and I were really scared to death.

“The police thought he made a false police report and came to educate him.

“We simply don’t know how to explain it.

“The neighbors knew about it, and later, some relatives in the family also knew about it.

"He was a little crazy. He was talking to people everywhere, asking for help. We locked him in the house, and he would find ways to escape.

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

“But not long after, the prisoner was arrested.

“He seemed to calm down.

"But everyone else realized he was right.

“We are being harassed every day.

"There are news on the Internet. There are also reporters who want to come and interview. My eldest brother also introduced people and asked our son to pray to God and answer their questions.

“We wanted to move, to run far away, to hide, to ignore it.

“The night we were packing up, we heard a knock on the door.

"I saw Ye Qing in the cat's eyes."

Good night everyone~