Maoshan Ghostbusters

Xi Xi Suo Suo -

That playing opinion Pharaoh was approaching, and he actually shrank back, Pharaoh couldn't help feeling proud.

"Asshole! Are you afraid? So you are afraid of me?"

Lao Wang got closer, and the thing unexpectedly slid and retracted into the corner, which was a dead corner. When it got into the blind spot, it seemed to panic, drilling around, looking at a loss.

Old Wang laughed, "Oh? It's all right now. I'm completely in a dead end, can't blame me? I didn't force you. You got in by yourself, you asked for it all."

Lao Wang took the flashlight and chased in without hesitation.

The thing seemed to know that he couldn't run away, and he didn't know if he was tired from running, so he shrank in the corner and stopped moving.

Lao Wang dared to squat down, flashing a flashlight, and carefully observe.

But with many spider webs covering it, it was still difficult for him to see its true face.

"Damn, what's up? Wrapped in a spider web, deliberately not showing it to me, right?"

At this moment, that thing just shrank in the corner of the wall motionlessly.

On the contrary, Lao Wang felt stunned. After hesitating for a while, he finally reached out and took off the spider web covering it.

Now, Pharaoh saw clearly what it was.

The thing was pale in color, fleshy, and shaped like a baby's fist. Pharaoh took a closer look and couldn't help cursing, "God, isn't this thing just a baby's fist? The reason? The pale color is due to long-term soaking in formalin solution."

At this time, Old Wang's head was messed up like a pot of paste, and he was wondering where this little hand came from.

"Huh? I see, this little hand is designated to fall from the two Siamese infants. Because the baby corpses in the data room, except for the two pairs of Siamese infants, are the little monsters. The little monster is obviously unsuccessful. No damage, so this little hand can only belong to the two pairs of Siamese twins. It's really unlucky. I cleaned up the corpses of the two pairs of dead children long ago. Why is there a hand missing here?

Lao Wang pondered it carefully, then scolded again.

"Wipe! Why not miss a hand, and the eye above the head?"

As soon as Pharaoh looked up, his eyes giggled again.

"Go! Shut me up! It's okay to scare Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not scared. When I finish this hand, I will deal with you again. Wait and see."

Giggle-ha ha-hee hee-

The eye smiled more happily, the old Wang didn't realize that the fire was getting bigger, so he grabbed the rag and threw it over. He missed, his eyes flashed aside dexterously, and he continued to laugh.

Lao Wang knew that his eyes were not easy to grasp, so he had to think of a way to deal with that little hand, which was clenched into a fist and looked very bully.

Lao Wang approached it gently, but it remained motionless.

"Little bastard, you are awesome, wait for me to catch you."

After Lao Wang finished speaking, he stretched out his hand abruptly, intending to hold down the little hand, but when he reached out, the little hand suddenly stabbed and leaped to the side, and Lao Wang actually jumped into the air. In fact, it doesn't matter if it is empty, the key is that the cabinet has never been cleaned, it is full of dust, and it makes him cough.

There was a mocking laugh above his head again.

Lao Wang couldn't hold his face anymore, "Little bastard, are you playing with me? Tell you, you can't run."

Since it is not easy to grasp with bare hands, you have to use tools.

Pharaoh looked around and suddenly saw the net standing against the wall.

"Well, I will use the net to catch you, to see where you go?"

Lao Wang walked over, grabbed the net in his hand, and ran back.

"Come on, bastard, come on the net obediently."

The little hand has changed from the previous fist shape to a position where the palm is opened and the fingers are resting on the ground. The five fingers are as flexible as playing the piano, knocking on the ground, making a slight bang. Those five fingers are like five legs on that hand, supporting the little hand on the floor.

Lao Wang scolded, "What are you doing? Are you trying to frighten me when you stand up?"

The little hand still moved five fingers voluntarily and "walked around" in front of him.

"Stop! You bastard, you moved on purpose to scare Laozi, right?"

But the little hand didn't listen to him at all, and continued to "walk". And it kept jumping up and down, seeming to be tempting him to chase him.

Giggle-ha ha-hee hee-

There was a harsh laugh above the head again.

"Hey, you are enough. You have to pay a price for playing Lao Tzu like a monkey."

Lao Wang couldn't help it anymore, he raised the net and aimed it at that hand and covered it. As a result, that hand was much more flexible than he thought, and immediately moved away.

"Asshole, **** it."

Lao Wang retracted the net, feeling very bad, and spit on the ground.

"I know that you will bully me. As soon as Officer Ye and the others come, you will immediately hide and dare not come out and make a fuss. However, don't worry, I won't stop here. You two bastards, I will Take care of you two, wait and see."

After Lao Wang finished speaking, he raised the net again to catch that hand.

Stab-stab-

That hand was really unexpectedly flexible, and Lao Wang had no chance to catch it.

Lao Wang tossed for a long time, tired to death, there was still ridiculous laughter from above his head.

But the little hand on the floor seemed to flee more and more courageously. It relied on the five fingers to run and jump on the ground, moving as fast as lightning.

When Pharaoh was at a loss, a dramatic scene appeared.

That hand was so high that it suddenly jumped into the big bucket next to the cabinet. The big bucket was the big bucket filled with black dog blood. Although only half a bucket of blood remained, after that hand rushed in, it was completely motionless.

Lao Wang ran to take a look, and found that the little hand was spread out, floating on the surface of the liquid, like a dead body floating in the river. Courageously, he reached out and fiddled with it, but the little hand still didn't move, and couldn't help laughing.

"Little bastard, you asked for this. You jumped into the bucket yourself. It's really a dead end. Haha, it's so funny, it's really easy to come by. You actually jumped into the bucket."

Lao Wang laughed, took that hand out of the bucket, put it in the dustpan, and made a victory gesture toward his eyes hanging in the air.

"Have you seen? This is your end. Sooner or later you will be conquered by black dog blood like it."

This time, the eye didn't laugh, but a grieving cry.

"Oh? You finally can't laugh? Actually I like to hear you laugh, giggle, just like a hen lays an egg. It's funny. You laugh, laugh again."

Lao Wang finished speaking, carrying the net, grinning, and walking towards that eye.

"You things that are already dead should be quiet, okay? Only the living in this world are qualified to make noise, and the dead must be quiet."