Unlimited priesthood

Chapter 7 The Dagger Appears
West of the city, a dilapidated house.

"God, you finally opened your eyes!"

"On this day, the food today must be good."

"Looks like we can have a good meal at Happy Forest tonight!"

"Have a good meal. I think you miss those girls, right?"

"Hahaha……"

In the dilapidated house, four people sat around the fire, joking and laughing. They were the group of beggars who controlled Shen He and others.

The three beggar bosses joked for a while, then turned their attention to Zhou San, looking at the two sacks hanging around his waist with envy in their eyes.

"In a few days it will be the end of the year, and by then our third brother will also be a three-bag disciple!"

"That's right. Based on the tributes we've given to the helm during this period, one of our brothers will definitely be recognized as a Three-Bag Disciple. Maybe he could even become a Four-Bag Disciple and be accepted directly by some of the elders in the helm."

"Third brother has become a three-bag disciple. Our territory can be expanded a little bit. Then everyone's life will be better...tsk tsk tsk!"

Although he knew these words might not be sincere, Zhou San was still very happy with the flattery of the three people. He laughed and said, "This is all thanks to everyone's support. Regardless of whether I succeed or not, you and I brothers will share the good and the bad..."

"Third brother's loyalty!"

"Third brother is mighty!"

"What a good man!"

Seeing Zhou San starting to make big promises, the others also took the opportunity to flatter him again.

No matter how many holes there are in flattery, it never fails. It's a skill you can use to talk, and it doesn't cost any money, so what's the harm in flattering it?
Not to mention, among these beggars, Wednesday is indeed worthy of praise.

There is no order without rules. The Beggars' Sect also has its own system. From the leader to the elders, and then to the disciples in each group and the gang members inside and outside, there has always been a clear hierarchy and clear distinctions.

The highest-ranking one among them is the gang leader, and under the gang leader there are further ranks based on the number of bags. Those with seven to nine bags are elders, who hold important positions in the gang, such as passing on skills, enforcing the law, holding the stick, holding the bowl, protecting the law, and heading the gang. In such a large Beggar Gang with millions of members, there are no more than a hundred elders.

Those with four to six bags are considered entry-level disciples. They are the ones who have truly entered the Beggars' Sect and received the true teachings from their master. They are supported by thousands of gang members and no longer have to beg on the streets. They can focus on practicing martial arts and protecting the gang. There are not many of them, only more than 10,000, and they are scattered across the five major rudder ports.

Finally, there are the disciples with one to three bags and the gang members without bags. Although there are a lot of them, numbering over a million, they are not actually considered to be the real members of the Beggars' Gang. They are just beggars who depend on the Beggars' Gang for survival and support the Beggars' Gang with themselves, just like cattle, horses, pigs and dogs kept by people.

They belong to this category. Even Zhou San, the beggar leader, is just a disciple with two bags, and the other beggar tyrants can only carry a sack. Although they control dozens of beggars without bags, they themselves are still beggars and have to live in this broken house.

Their biggest dream is to join the inner sect and become a true disciple of the Beggars' Sect.

After joining the inner sect, although they are still beggars in name, they have actually completely left the business of begging for food, especially the disciples of the Jingyi Sect. They are beggars in name but powerful in reality. Their lives are almost completely different from those of ordinary beggars.

Although Wednesday only had the hope of being promoted to the third bag, and the possibility of directly entering the inner gate with the fourth bag was extremely low, becoming a third bag disciple actually meant he was already a candidate for the fourth bag disciple. As long as he could hold on for a few more years, being promoted to the inner gate was almost a foregone conclusion.

So, Wednesday is fully qualified to be sought after by them.

In this way, after some flattery, the three of them changed the topic.

"Third brother, Gou Wa's ability to beg for money is getting better and better."

"Yes, some time ago, before winter came, he could get dozens of coins at every market, and sometimes even some loose change."

"It's really strange. This kid is always sloppy and doesn't seem to be likable at all. How can he have such ability?"

"Hey, isn't it good that he has this ability? If he didn't have this ability, how would we have the money to pay tribute to the elders in the helm?"

"That's true, but I just feel..."

The three of them spoke, glancing at Zhou San from the corner of their eyes, wanting to see his attitude.

"This kid Gou Wa really has some skills!"

Zhou San also knew what they were thinking, and immediately chuckled and said, "You guys should be more polite to him from now on. The elders in the helm may have noticed him and might want to bring him to the branch helm in the future."

"what?"

"This……"

The three beggar tyrants were horrified when they heard this, and they kept saying, "Third brother, this is not good, right?"

"Yeah, that kid seems like a vengeful person!"

"If he enters the branch and comes back to cause trouble for us..."

The three of them looked worried and uneasy.

Zhou San, however, didn't care: "Don't worry, even if he gets into the branch, he'll just be doing a job of begging for food, he won't be able to cause any trouble. Besides, if he gets in, does that mean you and I can't?"

"This……"

The three of them looked at each other, still having doubts in their hearts.

Fortunately, Zhou San understood their thoughts and said, "That kid isn't the type to cause trouble. How about this? Let's take him to Happy Forest tonight and let him vent his anger. Then we can talk it out. From now on, we'll be brothers..."

"Gah!!"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a creaking sound, and the door of the dilapidated house was pushed open. A man walked in quickly, shouting loudly: "Third brother, third brother!"

"Is it Gou Wa?!"

The three looked at him in surprise, and Zhou San also frowned: "Why are you back so early today?"

The four of them were suspicious, but Shen He ignored them and walked quickly into the house, shouting happily, "Third brother, look, a senior official rewarded me with a huge ingot of snowflake silver." "Oh?!"

Hearing this, the four of them immediately put aside their doubts. Zhou San was even more surprised and stood up to look into his bowl: "Where is it?"

But it turned out that there was no silver snow in the bowl at all, only half a bowl of slightly crystal sand.

"This……"

Zhou San's pupils shrank, but he was not surprised or suspicious. Shen He, who was approaching him quickly, suddenly lifted up the broken bowl, and half of the bowl of sand and gravel flew straight towards his door.

Flying Sand
Item Occupation: Beggar.

Item level: Level 1.

Item Features: Damage to eyes (increases damage to eyes and visual impact)
Item Description: The flying sand carefully selected by the beggar is a mixture of sand, stone and mud, which can cause great damage to human eyes.

……

"what!!!"

Sand and stones got into his eyes, and Zhou San screamed. He retreated with his back facing the ground, realizing that he had been ambushed.

Flying sand and dust, poking eyes and locking throats, although these are despicable means, we have to admit that they are indeed effective. Unless one has achieved internal strength and the body is protected by true qi, it is impossible to defend against them.

Zhou San was a second-bag disciple who had not yet truly entered the Beggars' Sect. He had only practiced some basic standing exercises to build up his strength. Not to mention true qi, he didn't even have any internal strength. How could he withstand such a plot?
Sand and stones entered his eyes, causing him severe pain. He staggered back instinctively. Before he could make any other move, Shen He in front of him suddenly stepped forward and stabbed out with the bamboo stick in his hand.

The bamboo stick was ordinary overall, except for the bottom which was ground into a thorny shape. The surface was charcoal black, obviously having been roasted by fire. It looked like a bamboo stick, but in fact it was a bamboo spear.

Shen He held the spear in both hands, took a step forward, and stabbed hard.

Suddenly...

"puff!!!"

With a muffled sound, blood splattered out. The thorn of Shen He's bamboo spear actually pierced Zhou San's throat, which was not protected by clothes. Blood gurgled out along the prismatic blood groove, causing Zhou San's body to twitch. He grabbed the bamboo spear in front of his neck with both hands and let out a series of terrifying hissing sounds.

“Third brother!!!”

"this……?"

Seeing this, the three beggars in the back were awakened, but they could not react in any other way when they saw Zhou San having his throat pierced by Shen He's bamboo spear.

Although they were beggar bullies, they often fought with others and even beat some beggars to death, with a few lives on their hands, but that was all. They could not be compared with real bandits and robbers. Faced with such a tragic scene, they did not know what to do for a while.

Shen He didn't give them a chance to react. He simply put down Zhou San and the bamboo spear, took out a fist-sized pebble from his bag, and smashed it at the approaching Beggar King.

"boom!!!"

With a dull thud, the stone hit the beggar bully and knocked him to the ground. He twitched like a steamed shrimp and was about to die.

The human body is far more fragile than you think!

Seeing this, the last two beggar tyrants came back to their senses in shock. One of them was trembling with fear and wanted to leave but couldn't, while the other one fled in panic, trying to escape.

beat?
I have already been scared to death, how can I have the courage to fight for my life with the person in front of me?
I had to escape!
But Shen He did not give him a chance. He threw another stone and knocked the fleeing man to the ground.

"boom!!!"

Muffled sounds were heard one after another. It turned out that Zhou San, who was pierced by the bamboo spear, had reached his limit. He fell to the ground and became a corpse in a pool of blood.

It may sound long, but in reality it happened in a flash. In the blink of an eye, three of the four Beggar Tyrants fell, leaving only the last one who knelt on the ground trembling with tears streaming down his face, saying to Shen He, "Sir, please let me go...!"

"boom!!!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a pebble that hit him in the face and knocked him over.

In the blink of an eye, all four of them fell.

Shen He had a cold expression and said nothing. He just took out a slingstone from his bag and walked towards the two beggars who had been knocked down by him but were still alive.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Muffled sounds and heavy blows echoed violently in this dilapidated house with leaks everywhere.

A moment later, Shen He dropped the stone covered with red and white things, looked at the beggar tyrants who were no longer making any sound, and Zhou San who was lying in the blood amber with his eyes open, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

He killed someone!

He killed someone!

It wasn't like the nausea, retching, or physical discomfort described in some novels. I just felt my heart pounding and my blood pumping, stimulating my brain and nerves and making my body extremely excited.

Is this the effect of adrenaline?
Or is it just his nature, or is it that the humiliation and anger that had been pent up over the year was finally released, outweighing the psychological impact of the killing?

Shen He didn't know, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment. After confirming that everyone was dead and there was no possibility of recovery, he quickly walked to the back room.

Although these beggar bosses live here, they will never sleep in the same room with these ordinary beggars who are covered in sour smells. This is especially true for the beggar leader Zhou San, who has his own room.

Shen He had already figured out the situation, so he went straight to Zhou San's house and started rummaging through the drawers.

This killing was not to vent anger, but to change the current situation and escape from the identity of a beggar.

and so……

(End of this chapter)