The movie king also has to be called daddy [Entertainment circle]

"It's all a plot set by the program group, don't worry." Yan Hua walked to Ling Jianguo and said calmly, "Follow me."

Ling Xi saw what the two of them meant, as if they wanted him to take the lead.

All right, anyway, he was already pissed off by this pair of "not father and son is better than father and son".

The three big men said that they were not afraid, but they were still a little panicked in their hearts.After all, it's going to the graveyard in the middle of the night, who can't think of some exciting pictures.

After slowly moving over, the light source in Ling Xi's hand scanned several nearby tombstones one by one. Some of the tombstones were carved in stone, and some were made of wood, which obviously implied that the family backgrounds of the owners of these tombs were different.

At a glance, there are at least a dozen small graves bulging in this open space.

The wind-blown shadow of the old locust tree beside the clearing just casts on the tombstone, as if something is moving quietly.

Ling Xi took the courage to look closely at the words on the tombstone, and found that the owners of the tomb were no surprises, they were all children of a certain age.

The tombstones and tombstones are so realistic that people can't tell whether they are props or real.

"It's weird, it's all children's tombs." Ling Xi said to himself.The sound was not too low, and it just happened to reach the ears of the other two companions in this quiet night that even the leaves dared not make a sound.

"Devil Boy Village." Yan Hua's flashlight shone over, and deliberately waved it on Ling Xi's face a little mischievously.The latter rolled his eyes and took a block with his hand.

"These dead children are all demon boys?" When Ling Xi said this, he already felt the coolness coming from the graveyard behind him, and even felt that there was someone standing behind him.

He trembled all over, couldn't help turning around, and took the flashlight to accurately shine on a place less than one meter behind him.

I saw a five or six-year-old boy standing motionless on the land that was empty just now.

She was dressed in a red cloth, which shone like blood under the moonlight.

The little boy's face was as pale as paper, with a hint of gray, so gloomy that he didn't look like a living person.

The light emitted by Ling Xi's flashlight, when it touched his face, seemed to escape, and the cage couldn't contain it.

In this extremely weak light, the child's stiff and gloomy face suddenly squeezed out a strange smile.

Coincidentally, when the three big men saw the smiling face of the little boy, the beams of the flashlights in their hands flashed together.

The wind in the mountains seemed to be in collusion with the program group, and it suddenly blew over, and the "rustling" sound of the leaves accompanied the "giggle" laughter of the little boy.

"Ah!!!" Someone screamed in shock, the voice was shriller, more terrifying than a blade cutting through glass.

The cry must have come from the three of them, but it was impossible to find out who made it.

Because after calling, no one wants to admit it.

Ling Jianguo picked up the flashlight he had dropped on the ground and asked Ling Xi, "What are you yelling? It's scary."

Ling Xi was very wronged, and retorted: "It's not me!"

Yan Hua also interjected, "Who is that?"

Yes, these two old foxes.

One day your true colors will be revealed.

The little boy npc is scary at first glance, but it is still scary at second glance.The three had no choice but to walk over in a group, and when they got closer, they could see a trace of popularity.

"Little... kid..." Ling Xi didn't get in touch with children very often, so he could only chat awkwardly at this moment, "What are you doing here?"

The ending sound is also a little cute, as if thinking that the little ghost is also a bear, and acting like a baby can keep you safe.

"Looking for Mom." The child was still smiling just now, but now he was crying again, and he was about to have a fit.

Ling Jianguo stared at the child's face, lost in thought for a moment.After a long while, he sighed, squatted down, and asked softly, "Where is your mother? Can we find it for you?"

"Yeah." The little boy nodded obediently, then smiled innocently and said, "My mother is not dead, they lied. I killed them all, and all liars deserve to die."

"..." Damn it, this brat really isn't easy to deal with.

The three big men just followed behind a little boy in red, tremblingly walking up the mountain.

As I walked, I saw a big tree with a hole next to the root.When I walked in, I saw that there were still stairs going underground in the cave.

The little boy pointed to the hole and said to them, "Help me go down and find it."

"..." Ling Xi and Yan Hua looked at each other, expecting each other to refuse.

Such a dark tunnel, maybe something terrible is locked inside, who is so bold to dare to go down.

The program team was able to find this kind of basement. It is unknown whether they borrowed the cellars of the villagers or found someone to dig it themselves.

"Little friend, we... still have something to do." Ling Xi explained bluntly, making a mess of excuses.

"Mom! I want my mother!" The little boy cried in response, his acting skills were quite superb, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"..." Ling Xi glared at Yan Hua, but Yan Hua shook his head and squatted down, wiping the little boy's tears with his sleeve.

"Go, go down." Ling Jianguo took the lead in stepping on the stairs to go underground.

"No, why did you agree, there must be a fraud!" Ling Xi hurriedly followed, holding his hands from behind, lest his father fall.

Ling Jianguo didn't say a word, but carefully lowered his feet with the flashlight.

He couldn't stand the child crying, and he couldn't bear the child wanting a mother.Because of this, after the child's mother died in a car accident, he never gave Xiao Lingxi comfort from his father.The two are always far away, each licking their wounds.

He felt that boys should learn to be strong like grown men.

Now that people are old, their hearts are softer than cotton.

When I see other children crying for their mother, I want to slap my past self.

The author has something to say: Ling Xi: To be honest, is it your name?

Yan Hua: ... yes, I called it (Grievance.jpg)

Dad: Xiaoyan is such a good boy, Dad loves you!