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He curled his legs, trying to lift himself with his hands, defending the last shred of dignity he had left after death. But then a child appeared out of nowhere, gripping his feet in both hands and swinging him from the beams like a pendulum.,Let go! Let go! If you shake me any more, I won't just be hanged, I'll pass out...,"This scholar just wants to save face, how could he not see that"。