Peerless Taoist

This was a group of beggars dressed in tattered clothes. Some of them were even at the point where their clothes could not cover their bodies. They were only wearing a tattered straw mat that wrapped around their bodies.    

Many of their eyes were empty and lifeless. They were filled with despair towards life.    

They were a speck of dust in this mortal city. No one would care about the life and death of these people. Even if some people died, it wouldn't cause any waves.    

These people lived only for the sake of living.    

Lu Yu had no choice but to join the Beggar Gang. Only with the protection of his forces could he survive in this city.    

"It's raining heavily outside the city again. I heard that the crops have been flooded. Many refugees have fled to the city."    

"The officials have sent people to search the city wall. No refugees are allowed to sneak in."    

"Those people better not come in. It's best if they die outside. If they were allowed to enter the city, they would probably fight over things with us. "    

The group of beggars chatted amongst themselves as they ran into the courtyard. When they saw Lu Yu lying in a corner, their faces revealed expressions of contempt and disgust.    

Lu Yu had just recovered from his serious illness and was still in a weakened state.    

But to the Beggar Gang, they could not go out to work. Waiting for food to be distributed in the gang was like trash, useless.    

"Get up, we'll split the food."    

A tall and sturdy man walked in. His name was Zhu Zi, the leader of the Beggar Gang.    

In fact, the entire Beggar Gang was just a loose organization formed by a group of beggars.    

Although Zhu Zi did not have a brain, he was born with strength and strength. He usually sold skills on the streets for a living and lived in poverty.    

There was a small bag of yellow rice tied around his waist.    

In fact, even these yellow rice were not as pure. There were many yellow soil stones mixed in. Even the weight was very little. It was only two pounds.    

The pillar guided the yellow rice into the boiling hot water and began to boil a pot of porridge. Soon, a faint fragrance of rice drifted out.    

The other beggars all gathered around and stared fixedly at the pot of porridge that was being boiled.    

To them, that was their life.    

They could only continue to live after eating the food.    

Everyone had a share, but it wasn't much. Even filling their stomachs was barely enough. However, for everyone in the Beggar Gang, this was the only thing they could live on.    

"Brother Zhu Zi, the porridge is ready." One of the child beggars stared at the pot, his mouth began to salivate.    

Zhu Zi nodded. He picked up the spoon and gave himself the thickest porridge.    

The fragrance of the rice porridge drifted out. Zhu Zi sat down with the bowl in his hand and took out another piece of steamed bread. He started to eat his own food.    

He was the Association Leader and the only person present who had the strength of a young adult. Hence, he deserved to eat the most food.    

As for the order of the porridge, it was also arranged according to the number of laborers in the gang.    

The one at the front was naturally the senior beggar in the gang. As for those who had just joined the gang and had not made any contributions, they could only be ranked last.    

The rice soup was decreasing bit by bit. There was not much food left in the pot. Everyone sat in the corner, holding bowls and continuously dividing the rice soup.