The north of Qingcheng is a region where the poor live. There is a remote alley called Pomegranate Lane in the northwest corner of the city wall in the north.

The dark and humid pomegranate alley is a gathering place for beggars, which is filled with sin and violence at all times.

The reason why so many beggars gathered here is because Qingcheng stipulates that steamed buns made of relief grain must be scattered downward from the corner of the city.

Whenever the steamed buns are sprinkled downward, the pomegranate alley is full of beggars.

It was time to sprinkle steamed buns. Diao Nan hummed a small song as usual, picking the flesh between his teeth with a toothpick, spitting phlegm from time to time, and walked to the northwest corner of the city wall, standing on the city wall five or six feet high, looking at the dense crowd below with contempt. Diao Nan sneered softly, spitting phlegm down hard, and covered his nose and cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of bed bugs!"

After saying that, Diao Nan directly opened the sack behind him, sprinkled it casually, and sprinkled more than 200 hard and rotten steamed buns inside.

Seeing the steamed buns falling from the sky, the situation below suddenly lost control. Some people were constantly beaten by crowds because of snatching steamed buns, and some people joined the group beating because of snatching steamed buns.

Diao Nan shook his head condescendingly and said, "A bunch of mad dogs!" After saying that, he got up and hummed a small song and left here as usual.

The crowd below also slowly stopped the turmoil as Diao Nan left. Many beggars left the pomegranate alley, and only a few dozen beggars lay half-deadly on the ground and stayed.

After everything calmed down, a thin boy who had been hiding in the corner of the wall crawled on the ground like a dog, sniffing something with his nose. Suddenly, he stopped, bent down, and smelled it hard with his nose. Only then did he confirm something. He quickly reached out and took out a small piece of steamed bun from the cracks on the ground.

The boy smiled contentedly, put it in his arms solemnly, continued his actions just now, searching every inch of land.

When the boy returned to the corner, his arms were already bulging. The corner chosen by the boy was very secretive and he could not see his movements from other angles. However, he carefully confirmed that no one was paying attention to him, and then he took out more than a dozen broken steamed buns from his arms.

These broken steamed buns are as big as three or four steamed buns.

The boy didn't bother with steamed buns, as if he was eating the most delicious thing, and he ate them piece by piece.

Dian Hua and Duanmu Wan'er stood ten feet high in Pomegranate Alley, watching quietly since Diao Nan appeared.

This is the first time Duanmu Wan'er knows that there is a place called Pomegranate Lane in Qingcheng. This is the first time that the relief grain distributed in Qingcheng is distributed in this way.

This made her re-recognize her familiar and unfamiliar hometown - Qingcheng.

The keen Duanmu Wan'er soon discovered the clue, but she asked Dian Hua in disbelief: "Master, are these beggars below who are giving relief food to the minor official who is performing?"

Dian Hua looked at Duanmu Wan'er in surprise and asked back, "If it weren't for acting, I would have really tried my best to grab these steamed buns every time. How many people would die in this pomegranate alley every day?"

Duanmu Wan'er was stunned for a moment, her mind turned around and finally figured it out.

Yes, beggars are also humans. Unless they are really starving to death, no one will try their best to grab these steamed buns.

Qingcheng has sufficient food, so beggars can find enough food, but they can't fight for these steamed buns.

If it is really time to fight to grab these steamed buns every day, it means that Qingcheng has really had a food crisis and people starve to death every day. However, the relief grain will probably not be distributed at that time.

"Then why do they have to accompany that little official to act?" Duanmu Wan'er asked in confusion.

"Beggars naturally have a set of survival rules for beggars. They do this and they naturally have reasons for doing this. The existence of the Beggars' Sect naturally has reasons for its existence."

Beggars’ sect?

Duanmu Wan'er found the keyword.

Such a scene of grabbing food should be organized by the Beggars' Sect?

Yes, besides the Beggars' Sect, who else can command these beggars so effectively?

What is the significance of the Beggars' Sect's existence?

Duanmu Wan'er understood something thoughtfully.

Law of survival?

The Beggars' Sect is an organization where beggars live together. Everything is for survival?!

If there were no Beggars' Sect, perhaps the fate of these beggars would be even more tragic.

Just like the food grabbing just now, Duanmu Wan'er believed that if there was no Beggars' Sect, there would definitely be people among the beggars who fought desperately to grab food. As we are now, no one died after a food grab.

Reality, sometimes, the stories in the real book are even more bizarre and absurd!

Isn’t this scene in front of you a very absurd and pathetic stage play that actually happens in reality?

Duanmu Wan'er looked down at the boy who was hiding in the corner and eating secretly, and picked up broken steamed buns from various corners of the pomegranate alley. She said in surprise: "Nine points of merit?"

Unexpectedly, such a little beggar actually had nine points of merit.

It's really rare.

"Ten points of merit are a threshold. Those who exceed ten points of merit are generally either rich or noble. People who are less than ten points of merit have all kinds of people in all walks of life and in all walks of life." Dian Hua explained casually and slowly fell from the air.

The young beggar was secretly eating steamed buns in the corner and suddenly noticed something. He looked around with caution, but found nothing. Then he saw the shadow on the ground, as if he had discovered something incredible. He suddenly looked up at the sky and saw an incredible scene.

Someone slowly floated down from the sky like snowflakes?!

This is incredible!

"This, this, god?!" The young man stared at the two people slowly landing in front of him and stammered.

After saying that, the boy seemed to have thought of something, and was so scared that he immediately knelt down and said, "God bless you, so that I can have a full meal every time, oh, by the way, and bless you not be bullied by other beggars, ah, and bless you Yi Nian not to be afraid of the cold. Well, that's all, bless you, bless you, bless you..."

Dian Hua looked at the boy who kept bowing to him and asking for his blessing with amused and cried, and swallowed the words he had planned to do.

Due to the knowledge of the beggar boy, Dian Hua could only continue to play the role of a god. With a wave of his hand, ten black iron treasure chests appeared in front of him. He changed his words to the young beggar: "I have listened to your prayers. Now I will satisfy your wishes. Are you willing to give your merits and get these ten treasure chests that can satisfy your wishes?"

The boy knelt on the ground, nodded repeatedly, and said with a foolish smile: "I am willing, I am willing, thank you gods, thank you gods."

With the young beggar's "will" voice, the deal was reached.

"Stand up and unbox, everything you want is inside these boxes."

The young beggar stood up as he spoke, lowered his head, and was cautious, not daring to look at Dian Hua and the other two. He timidly stretched out his little black bone-covered hand, and tried it twice before opening the black iron treasure chest closest to him.

The young beggar saw the black metal box disappearing with surprise, and a bag appeared in its original position, quietly suspending there.

Seeing the young beggar trying to take it but not daring to take it, Dian Hua chuckled softly: "You are lucky. The first treasure chest I opened is an eight-cubic cube storage bag filled with ready-made food."

Food? When the young beggar heard the word "food", he was no longer as timid as before. He immediately reached out like lightning and grabbed the small cloth bag tightly.

After getting the small cloth bag, the young beggar immediately learned about the relevant information about the small cloth bag and also knew how to use it.

The young beggar was surprised before that how much food could be contained in such a small cloth bag? Only then did he realize that this cloth bag was indeed a treasure given to him by a god.

It looks very small, but the space inside is very large, as big as a small room.

Moreover, you can see that it is filled with prepared food.

Steamed buns, cakes, steamed rice, fried vegetables, roasted meat, steamed soup, etc.

Many of these foods he has never eaten before.

Unexpectedly, he appeared in front of him like this.

The young beggar swallowed a few saliva hard, grabbed the small cloth bag tightly, looked up at Dian Hua nervously, and asked in a low voice: "Are these foods mine?"

Dian Hua nodded with a smile and said, "Of course."

The origin of these foods was sold to Wanjie Mall by the artificial wealth value of this world.

Obviously, they found that the price of cooked food was ten times or even hundreds of times that of uncooked food. Therefore, compared with grain, there are a lot of processed cooked food.

What is given to the young beggar is just a drop in the bucket.

Dianhua also kindly reminded: "These foods can be kept fresh and warm in storage bags. When you want to eat, take them out and don't take them out all at once. If they are cool and broken, it will be bad."

The young beggar nodded at Dian Hua in his glasses and choked and said, "You are such a good god. I have asked many gods before, but no gods responded to me, and no gods gave me so much food."

As for the theory of gods and immortals, with the emergence of the Wanjie Mall, the cultivation systems of immortal cultivation, god cultivation, etc. spread, and gradually spread in this world.

Among the top ten forces, there is a special temple, which is a force with the God-cultivation system as the main practice, and build temples in this world to harvest faith.

What a god?

Dian Hua was a little embarrassed by the young beggar.

After coughing twice, Dian Hua changed the subject and pointed to the black iron treasure chest close to the young beggar and said, "This is the first treasure chest, and there are nine behind it."

The young beggar's eyes immediately turned his gaze to the remaining nine black iron boxes.

Yes, so much food was produced in the first treasure chest. How much food should be left in the treasure chest?

The young beggar immediately opened the second treasure chest.

It's a book.

"Isn't it for food?" the young beggar muttered a little depressedly.

Dian Hua swept the name of the skill book, raised his eyebrows, and said, ""Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing"? This is a very powerful martial arts secret. If you learn it, you can protect your food from being stolen."

"This is a good thing!" When the young beggar heard that he could protect his food from being stolen, he immediately grabbed the book happily, as if he was afraid of being stolen.

As soon as he came into contact with the skill book, the young beggar knew how to use the skill book, and couldn't wait to use it.

The skill book disappeared and after obtaining "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", the boy came back to his senses from his inherited memories for a long time. His face was flushed and excited and cheered at Dian Hua: "What a god, this "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" is so amazing! Haha... I will no longer be afraid of others robbing my food in the future! Whoever dares to rob my food in the future, see if I don't beat him to death with one palm! Hum! Let them know how powerful I am!"

Dianhua wanted to speak, this is just a heritage, you still have to practice it, otherwise it would be useless. However, after thinking about it, there were no words. After all, there were eight treasure chests behind it, and everything was possible.

"Continue!" Dian Hua encouraged.

After getting two good things in a row, the young beggar was even more looking forward to the baby and immediately opened the third treasure chest.

"Another skill book? "Nine Yang Divine Arts"? Divine Arts? What kind of magic is this? Is this powerful?" The young beggar looked at Dian Hua with anticipation and asked.

Dian Hua nodded and said, "Your luck is really good. This is one of the best martial arts secrets in this world, below extraordinary things. Oh, by the way, you will no longer have to be afraid of the cold after practicing "Nine Yang Divine Arts".
To be continued...