We all know that in that era, there were many undesirable people in the rivers and lakes, and they were unwilling to be in the company of ordinary people, so they had no choice but to make a living by grass and act as heroes in the green forest.

As far as the situation in the world at that time was concerned, there were some different forms of mountain bandits and road tyrants in one way or another in all the relatively remote transportation arteries. Some use coaxing to lure passers-by into their restaurants or guest rooms, and then use force to extract high room and meal fees; some use women's appearance as bait to lead passers-by to secluded places and use intimidation and coaxing to demand property; while others are very bold and openly rob the road, and their reason is: "I opened this road, I planted this tree, and if you want to pass by, you should leave and buy road money!"

However, as far as the ferocity and methods of this group of robbers in Dongling Shilipo are concerned, it is almost the most frightening dangerous road in the world.

At that time, when Wang Million's ox cart passed there, there were already seven very difficult wicked people there, who had been watching this dangerous road all year round. There may be at least five or six hundred minions under their command, and they not only rob money but also rob sex, and when they have a whim, they will do some good deeds unprecedentedly. Either help an old man with a heavy burden to pick up his shoulders, or give a hand to a car that is weak to climb the slope and help them get to the top of the slope, or send the luggage of an elderly and frail old man directly to their destination. So, don't guess what the robbers here are thinking, you can't guess what is going on here, they are really like a psychotic sometimes, and they will make you smile bitterly!

But if for these reasons, you underestimate how murderous they are, then you are really deceived. They also have times when they kill people and have cramps. For example, that time, there was a very famous official in the dynasty, one of his junior colleagues, who was an official in Xichuan, and in a few years, he collected some pearls and a few stunning women. In order to thank his superiors for their kindness, he chose an auspicious day, filled a cart full of treasures and antiques, and prepared a luxurious carriage to load these stunning beauties. In order to ensure that the journey was foolproof, they also specially selected two captains with excellent martial arts, and each of them led twenty brave escorts along the way.

After passing through the ten-mile slope of the East Ridge, it happened to be late at night, and a light breeze rose, and there was a sound of crows! In an instant, suddenly, the torches around the sky were shining brightly, and there was a sound of killing everywhere. The two lieutenants and forty sergeants tried to put up a stubborn resistance, but one by one they fell under the robbers' butcher's knives. In less than a cup of tea, the battle was over. Millions of dollars worth of gold and silver jewelry, and the beautiful women in the car full of makeup are also unscathed. At the same time, the spiritual civilization and material life of the cottage were completely improved in an unprecedented way, and at the same time, the notoriety of Shilipo shocked China and the rest of the world, and at the same time, the names of the seven wicked people finally occupied a place in the rivers and lakes; although they were all bad reputations, what was the case for a person who had the intention to do evil? Doesn't it also make them rejoice like the glory of decent people?

Who are these seven people?

There is a weapon called the parting hook, which is similar in shape to the sword, but incorporates the danger of the hook; its structure is only a sharp barb about seven inches long about nine inches from the edge of the sword; this weapon not only has the edge of the sword, but also has the danger of the hook.

There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, called: Send the king to part, Qiu Dekai, and send the parting hook to part. It refers to the weapon and the man who has it.

It can be said that this man is perfectly matched with the parting hook in his hand, and when he moves, he is as sharp as a sword, but when he is quiet, he is like a barb in ambush in the deep grass, with a strange and unpredictable danger. His name was Jodekai, and he was the head of the seven wicked men on the ten-mile slope.

One day, a poor neighbor's cow strayed into the vegetable garden of their village, trampled on a few vegetable seedlings, and ate a few rows of vegetables; so the owner of the Huang Zhuang ordered the farmer to arrest the cow.

When the neighbors found their house, they promised to compensate according to the price, or even double the compensation, but the owner of Huang Zhuang never let go, and they always insisted that the cow was their own. Ahh It is as terrible for a farmer without cattle as a living man without limbs. How can we do that? Now that spring ploughing is about to begin. So, the poor man had no choice but to snatch back what belonged to him. How confused is this reckless man! Why does he not go to Qingtian's parents and officials to complain? Qingtian Yamen is a place where eggs are idle all day long, and their door of justice is open 24 hours a day for you, the poor people who are weak and weak; besides, I really can't imagine that there is a better place to give you justice than this place?

Next, let's take a look at the fair deeds in the Qingtian Yamen!

But things got worse.

By the time the poor man understood the true meaning of the words rich and powerful, it was already too late, and his industrious back had been broken with a stick by the rich man's house, and his charge of trespassing and deliberately wounding people was established.

When this miserable man, who endured his back pain and was shackled, was taken out of his dilapidated home by a group of dukes, the people saw that his expression was so calm, as if he didn't care about anything, the call of his children, the weeping of his wife, the wailing of his parents, all these things he seemed to turn a blind eye, he just looked at the sky! Then he sneered, sighed, and said, "You are right, who called me poor!"

The poor neighbor was like a fly, slapped to death by his mighty rich hand, and the owner of the Yellow Farm was really excited, and he once again witnessed the great power of wealth. So, that night, he entertained all the princes and the loyal and brave bankers on his farm, using the meat of the poor man's ploughing cow.

While they were laughing and laughing, they were chatting and staggering, when suddenly a child was surprised and said, "Look, who is this, I have scribbled on the walls of our house." ”

The words of a child are sometimes very close to the words of an angel! But who will pay attention? Just as those words with profound truth are said by madmen, no one cares. But not paying attention doesn't mean it doesn't exist—just as a child sees the black, crooked words on the wall so real. At this moment, a banker was inadvertently startled by the sweep of his drunken hazy eyes over the white, powdered walls, as if his eyes were glued to the place, and his wine was sober. He cried out in horror, almost shouting out the words: "Send you away!"