Maoshan Ghostbusters

The fool felt desperate and collapsed on the ground, moaning and sobbing.

The man's voice sounded again, "Oh? Since you have to hang you on the beam, I must first see what structure your beam is."

The bright light on the screen began to move, and the bright light moved to the top of the beam and stopped.

The thick beams on the roof suddenly appeared on the screen.

The man immediately yelled excitedly, "Yes, this beam looks very strong, so I just hang the rope on the beam, and then pull it hard, you will be hung up easily. It's very simple."

The idiot groaned in fright when he heard the man's words, "No--don't--help--"

"Fool, don't expect anyone to save you. First of all, your deaf old lady won't hear your shouts. Second, no neighbors around you will come to your small shack in the middle of the night. I don’t have to spend time, and I’m sleeping with my wife in my arms. So, you don’t need to shout at all. Even if you yell your throat, no one will come to rescue you."

The fool struggled desperately and was stepped on by the man's foot.

"Look at you, now it's only a breather than the dead. You are about to die, and you don't even have the strength to call for help. Now, what are you still alive?"

The man stepped the fool under his feet, and he stepped on the fool's chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He held up the phone coldly and pointed it at the fool's face.

"Stupid boy, do you see your face? It's as pale as a dead face, I promise you will die immediately." After finishing speaking, he stepped on the fool's neck, "In fact, now, my feet only need a little bit With force, you can break your neck. You will hear a click, and then your small neck is broken."

The fool opened his eyes wide and looked at him in horror, trying to struggle, but his neck was stepped on and he couldn't move at all.

"Fool, I can see that you are scared, but you don't have to worry about it. I will not trample you to death. Even if trampling you to death, it is easier for me than trampling an ant to death."

The man patted the fool's face, "Don't worry, I said I would hang you, I would never trample you to death. Because hanging you would look more like suicide, and trampling you to death would be a homicide. We are not Have you said it? You have to pretend to be suicidal. In this way, the police will not associate your death with me. Okay, don’t be nervous. Since I want to hang you on the beam, I must first Hang the rope on the beam."

The man finally took his feet away, and the fool knew that the resistance was ineffective, so he lay motionless on the ground, eyes looking at the ceiling, tears streaming down.

"Fool, you don't have to be sad. People like you really don't have to live. You have nothing to do, and you don't have the ability to work. Your head is not enough. If you live, the country will have money to support you. You die. Yes, the country has reduced its burden."

The fool didn't look at him at all, and didn't know what he said, did the fool understand.

The man stared at the fool's face for a long time, and finally made a look that didn't bother to take care of the fool. Also, he has to help himself now. Now, the most important thing for him is to hang the rope on the beam.

"It's really bad, now I wish I could have three hands, one hand hanging a rope, one hand holding you, and one hand holding a mobile phone to illuminate."

At this time, the bright light on the screen moved again, dangling around the entire cabin, and finally, the light locked on the broken wooden table in the middle of the room.

"Oh, I see, I can put my phone on this broken table first. Aim the phone at the beam of the room, and it will light up."

The man put the phone on the wooden table, and the light from the screen focused on the beams again.

"Thank God, although your family is poor, at least there is still a broken table to call. It seems that you really deserve to die. Now that everything is ready and only the east wind is owed, then I will start hanging the rope. After I hang the rope. , You can say goodbye to the world. Now, you can pray as much as you can, and you can also confess the mistakes you have made in this life. Before you die, you need to be quiet and reflect."

After the man finished speaking, he grabbed the rope and threw it towards the beam. As a result, the rope did not touch the beam and fell lightly.

"It seems that the strength I used is not strong enough. If I work harder, I will definitely be able to hang the rope."

The man murmured, grabbed the rope and threw it forcefully. This time, he used the strength of the milk, but the rope was still floating, unable to reach the beam.

"It's really bad, I can't throw it up after using so much energy?"

The man seemed to be anxious. He held the rope head and kept throwing it away. As a result, the rope couldn't get up every time when it reached a certain height, as if something invisible on the roof was preventing the rope from going up. . In fact, it was only a few centimeters away, but it just couldn't hang up. After tossing a few times, the man was gasping for breath.

The man became irritable, "Asshole, isn't this killing Lao Tzu's patience? It's really damn, I obviously used a lot of strength, why can't I hang the rope on the beam?" Then he vented his anger. On the fool, "You stupid, are you laughing? Tell you, you don't have to gloat, even if I can't hang the rope, I can kill you, you are dead."

The fool looked at him blankly, without a trace of reaction.

"Oh? I see. The reason why the rope can't hang is that the weight of the rope is too light. It's like a Hercules can't blow a goose feather because the feather is too light. I need to increase the weight of the rope. Maybe. You should tie a stone to the end of the rope and it will all be resolved. But there seems to be no stone in your house."

The man grabbed the phone and took a photo of the ground, "Damn it, the ground is as smooth as satin, and there is no stone chip. However, this is not difficult for me. I can tie the rope at one end. The rope is light and knotted. The weight should be heavier. After the knot is finished, you should be able to hang it up. Okay, time is running out, I have to quickly tie the knot."

The man put the phone on the wooden table again, holding the rope with his mouth to prevent the fool from escaping, and then he quickly tied a knot with both hands. He grabbed the knot and nodded, "This weight should be able to hang up." After speaking, he grabbed the knot again and threw it toward the beam.

This time, it succeeded. The knot passed through the beam and hung on it like a flexible little animal.

"Wow, I'm so smart. Now, everything is ready, fool, you won't be allowed to die."

The man looked at the rope that was swaying on the beam with excitement.