Anyone who often walks the rivers and lakes knows that there is an interesting saying on the ground.

The car and boat shop should be killed if he is not guilty.

This sentence talks about five professions, which are the professions that can bully honest people.

These five types of people can bully honest people, and one kind of people can bully them.

This kind of person is a servant who eats in a small stall and doesn't even have to pay money.

People who can be servants seem to be cunning by nature, usually showing off their might, and when they encounter major events, they hide faster than anyone else.

The iron shoe man can enter over the city tower and trample on the sandalwood restaurant, such a person is either a fairy or a demon, and must be a big man.

It stands to reason that the slippery officials should have avoided him, but now they surrounded him.

The Iron Shoe Man is a chivalrous and righteous man, he is full of righteousness, and of course he will not be arrested.

Therefore, he held two bones and teeth in his hands, and wanted to compete with the sword-wielding officials.

In the face of the power of the iron shoes, the officials did not run away, and the leading officers and soldiers took out a gourd from their waists.

This gourd is ordinary, and there is no surprise to see, and there is a piece of yellow mounted paper pasted on it, and the Taoist symbol is drawn with a red pen.

"Thief, this is my guardian mage's gourd array, if you dare to resist, you will immediately turn into blood!"

No wonder the officials have no fear, it turns out that they have a magic weapon.

However, generally speaking, the formation is changeable, how can a gourd be formed?

The yellow-mounted paper talisman fluttered on the gourd, and the swords and guns of the officials were getting closer and closer.

The man in the iron shoes was still heroic, holding his bones and teeth on his chest, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I want to give it a try." ”

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The officers and soldiers were furious, pulled out the gourd stopper, and before making a move, they sneered at the iron-shoe man: "When you turn into a ghost, you can't blame me!"

The gourd mouth pointed at the man with iron shoes, and the magic weapon of the city protector was about to show his majesty.

At the critical moment, I heard someone laughing at the corner of the street: "Friends in iron shoes, killing people and subduing the law, this is the justice of heaven, and those who practice should not go against the sky." ”

The officials arrested the fugitives, this may be a matter of seeing blood, and the ordinary people didn't have time to hide, and some people actually came to join in the fun.

Looking for prestige, I met two people.

One is a white-robed man with a white feather fan in his hand and a drunken smile on his face.

One is a handsome son with a colorful sword in his hand.

The words were spoken by a drunken man, who was obviously helping the officers and soldiers, but he was smiling at the man in iron shoes.

"The government takes people, and the idlers get out!" The officers and soldiers did not appreciate his affection, and even a few knives turned their blades and pointed them at the two people who came over.

"I'm not an idler, I'm in the same league as him. ”

Faced with the steel knives of the officers and soldiers, the drunkard in the white robe actually admitted that he and the murderer were the same party.

In front of danger, he did not run away, but he said such things, which surprised everyone.

He walked very lazily, but it only took a few steps to walk into the sword formation.

Several knives were immediately placed around his neck, and the leading officers and soldiers shouted: "Do you dare to resist arrest?"

"The official misunderstood. The white-robed drunk man smiled lightly and said cowardly words: "I'm here to excuse the murder." ”

"Want to get away with it?" the leading officers and soldiers snorted coldly: "We just take people, regardless of the trial, let's go to the yamen and talk about it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the officials had already taken out the iron shackles and tightly locked the white-robed drunk.

"Before going to the Yamen, I want to ask a question. The white-robed drunk man sighed and asked the leading officers and soldiers, "Are you full in the prison?"

As soon as they saw that they were locked up, the officers and soldiers laughed wildly: "Not only is the head of the nest full, but when you ask for the cut after the autumn, you also care about eating dumplings!"

The white-robed drunk man was pushed by the officials and walked towards the yamen of the city, and before he left, he smiled lightly at the iron-shoed man: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and those who are pure are self-purifying, why should my brother be afraid of lawsuits?"

The man in the iron shoes pondered the words of the drunken man in the white robe, put his bones and teeth into his sleeves, stretched out his hands, and let the officers and soldiers lock him.

Two people have already been arrested, and the officials are not finished, and they are going to lock up the handsome boy who is on the same road with the drunk man in the white robe.

Gongzi is luxurious, the colorful sword in his hand is aura, and in the face of the officers and soldiers taking out the shackles, the corner of his lips sneered: "I am not a prisoner, if you dare to touch me, don't blame this son for not leaving a ghost under the sword!"

He drew his sword from its sheath, and the blade of the sword was a beam of ice blue, brighter than the sun.

The sword qi resists the frost and adds another chill to the winter.

Even those who don't know the goods know it when they see this sword, they know that it must not be an ordinary thing. Even those who don't know the goods know it when they see this sword, they know that it must not be an ordinary thing.

The son is handsome, arrogant, fair-skinned, and luxuriously dressed, and he doesn't look like a Jianghu person, but more like a little prince who travels among the people.

The officials were good at seeing the wind and steering, and they did not dare to offend the noble people easily, so when they walked with the drunken men in white robes and the people in iron shoes, they even bypassed the son.

The handsome boy watched them go away, frowning slightly, with the posture of a little daughter, and whispered softly to himself at the corner of his lips: "The spell that Senior Brother Caixing taught me is not spiritual?"

When the white-robed drunk man and the iron-shoeed man were escorted to the lobby of the mansion, the handsome boy returned to the collapsed restaurant.

The brother-in-law of the lord of the city government, naturally there is a force, and there are hundreds of people who dig the restaurant, and they pile up the belongings they have snatched out in front of the shopkeeper.

The silver tickets were all rotted into mud, and the only money that could be recovered was a few taels of silver and strings of copper plates.

Perhaps a restaurant worth 10,000 yuan has turned into a pile of broken wood in an instant.

Beneath the broken wood was a dead man, smashed beyond recognition, covered in swill.

He was the shopkeeper who drove the monk away before, because the shopkeeper wanted to make it bad and wanted to put swill in the monk's bowl, so he was assigned to carry the swill.

When the restaurant collapsed, he was carrying a swill to the middle of the lobby, his feet were soft, his eyes were dark, and he died in such a daze.

The people endured the stench and pulled him out of the soil for the shopkeeper to recognize.

After losing half of his life's belongings, the shopkeeper's heart is distressed as if he is bleeding, and when he is irritable, how can he look at the corpse that is blurred in flesh and blood and soaked in swill?

He gave up two strings of copper coins and sent his men: "Sell a thin-skinned coffin and bury it in a mass grave." ”

The young man has been with the shopkeeper for several years, and when he bullied the monk, I am afraid that he would never have imagined that this would be the end after death.

Human affection is as cold as paper.

The life of the poor is like the withered grass after the autumn, and it is not as good as the cats and dogs of the rich family to eat fine grain.

The young man's body was not washed, it was nailed to a thin-skinned coffin, pulled by a donkey cart, and thrown in a mass grave, without even digging a pit.

This thin-skinned coffin has a nickname called the Dog Meeting.

The wild dogs in the suburbs can use their heads to push open the wooden planks of the coffin and drag the dead people inside out to eat.

Man-eating wild dogs usually appear at night, and when the moon rises, the young man will not escape the fate of being gnawed by wild dogs.