Before dawn, Dust Feather woke up, washed up a little, took the rag bag on the bamboo pole, and walked out of the hut where he lived alone.

Standing at the door, he yawned, glanced at the whiteness of the fish belly that appeared on the edge of the sky, closed his eyes and enjoyed a moment of leisure, then opened his eyes, carried the rag bag in his hand, and went to all corners of the market to find unused garbage.

A tattered Tsing Yi, although it is a waste collector, but there is no dust on the body, simple and clean, and the old clothes are plain and white, and the young man is a few years old.

Dust Feather's waist is as straight as a flagpole, and even when he is doing the lowest work, the expression on his face is meticulous. The walk was very steady, the hand holding the bag did not loosen because of the ridicule thrown around, carrying the rag bag on his back, walking through the streets and alleys, coming and going freely, as time passed, the bag slowly agitated like a balloon blown by the wind, as if pregnant.

Dustfeather is a disciple of the Scavenging Pavilion, who was abandoned by his family three years ago, but fortunately was taken in by the Scavenging Pavilion, and has been picking up garbage for a living since then.

Dust Feather sighed, thinking that he was also a hard-working person in his previous life, and couldn't help but shed a handful of sour tears.

In his previous life, Chenyu was born in an ordinary rural family, and his parents worked diligently for him to study all his life, hoping that one day he could remove the roots of poverty, not seeking to soar, but to have no worries about food and clothing. But I didn't expect to get a serious illness before I got out of school.

The sudden illness destroyed this ordinary farmer's family in an instant, and Dust Feather died after struggling under the disease for three months because he couldn't cure the disease.

Dust Feather thought that his life was over in such a painful end, but God gave him a chance to be reborn, and he was reincarnated in a big family in the Flood Desolate Continent with the memories of his previous life.

Everyone in the Flood Desolate Continent cultivates martial arts, and force is related to survival, and a family will be swallowed up by other forces if it is not supported by strong force. I'd rather give birth to a dog than a waste. Rather give birth to a dog that can take care of the house than raise a waste that can't cultivate, it is the default rule of some big families.

Dust Feather was born to be able to speak, good at communicating with people, and his cultivation speed was even faster, when he was eight years old, he broke through to the peak of the ninth layer of the forging body, and was once known as a rare demon in ten thousand years, but when he condensed the qi veins, he could not feel the existence of the meridians at all, and it was the same for more than ten years, and now he is still at the peak of the ninth layer of the forging body, and most of those of his age have condensed the qi veins and become real martial artists.

Born with a waste body, there are no meridians at all, but it is a garbage physique on the top of the Flood Continent, and Dust Feather was fortunate enough to join the ranks of waste, and was ruthlessly driven out of the family by the Dust family.

After wandering for a year, he was on the verge of starvation, and was finally introduced to the Scavenging Pavilion by an old beggar, becoming a member of the army of tens of millions of scavengers, basically solving the problem of food and clothing, but only half full, if you want to be full, you have to pick up more garbage or inquire about some useful news to get the reward of the Scavenging Pavilion.

The Scavenging Pavilion is a relatively special sect, and the special thing is that everyone in the sect is a waste, even the pavilion master is a trash. The only good thing is that the competition in cultivation is not very fierce, and there are not so many fights and kills. The only thing that can compete is who picks up more garbage, and whoever gets good news can eat well, and the iron law of the jungle is also vividly reflected in this regard.

The disciples of other sects may not be bothered by the problem of food and clothing, but the competition among the disciples is extremely cruel, and there are capable people living in those sects, and those who are not able to be eliminated want to climb up, only by stepping on the shoulders of those so-called senior brothers and stepping on their blood, so that they are qualified.

The system under the Waste Pavilion, the number of people is also very strict, almost all over the entire Great Liao Country, although it is the lowest sect, but the news is very well-informed, the people of the Great Liao Kingdom want to inquire about any news, basically they will go to the Waste Pavilion, pay some reward, you can get the information you want, this is also one of the most important sources of income for the Waste Pavilion.

There is a rule in the Scavenging Pavilion, go out empty-handed and return with a full load. No matter who you are, three years from the beginning of the trial period is considered a probationary period. In the past three years, I have to go out to pick up garbage every day, and when I come back, the bag must be full, otherwise the meal will be halved. After three years, if you look at your performance, you can become a full-fledged disciple if you perform well, and you only need to go out to pick up garbage for three days a week, and you can eat a full meal every time. Compared to other sects, the rules of the Scavenging Pavilion are much better!

And those who have performed mediocre in three years, who have been cheating and cheating, will either leave the sect or continue to extend the probationary period!

The probationary disciple is Dust Yu's current identity, and the three-year period is about to expire, but Dust Yu can't raise a trace of joy!

There are so many disciples in the waste collection pavilion, there are all over the street, it is not easy to pick up a bag of garbage, the competition between the waste pickers is particularly fierce, if you want to pick up a bag of garbage, you must not stop walking from the door of the door, and the one who gets up early is also the most advantageous, and the one who comes back late is almost the same.

It is simply difficult for the probationary disciples to eat enough in the Scavenging Pavilion, for example, although Dust Feather gets up early and comes back late, he also picks up more garbage and sometimes less.

In fact, in the heart of every waste picker, the worry is not how much garbage can be picked up, but whether their garbage will be robbed, garbage is a very sad thing, if you can't pick up garbage, you may go hungry, and the waste collection pavilion will never prohibit such a thing, in the final analysis, the waste collection pavilion is also a place where strength is respected, there is the strength to eat, and there is no strength to starve ghosts.

There are not many people who can pick up garbage like Dust Feather in the Waste Pavilion, most of them are lazy and lazy, and they were a waste before, not to mention picking up garbage now!

Dust Feather's strength is the lowest in the Scavenging Pavilion, and the number of robberies is also the largest, basically only half full at each meal, such a bad treatment, it is difficult for ordinary people to bear, and some are not used to being bullied, so they left the Scavenging Pavilion halfway. Dust Feather thought about leaving, but if he leaves, he may starve to death, and staying here will not be enough to eat at most, at least he can live!

Although Dust Feather is said to be the lowest in strength, the garbage he picks up is often robbed, unable to maintain food and clothing, hungry and full from time to time, no one cares about the wind and cold, and the life is miserable. Even so, the dust feather still rises every day and returns at sunset, not lazy and slippery, and has to pick up a bag of garbage every day before stopping. After decades of life, even if you are poor, you have to work hard for it, if you don't have a goal, what's the difference between it and salted fish!

Dust Feather has a tenacity, he will not stop until he reaches his goal, and he will not look back if he does not break the south wall!

As the day dawned, Dust Feather had already walked most of the streets, and the places he passed were clean and clean, and there was no garbage at all.

Although it doesn't waste any effort to pick up garbage, but after walking for so long without eating or drinking early in the morning, the dust feather is also sweating profusely, coupled with malnutrition, and the physical fitness is even worse.

Two of the three meals are hungry, and anyone in the living environment of Dust Feather will not have a good physique.

Behind him, some disciples of the Waste Gathering Pavilion gradually gathered, these disciples were trial disciples, they got up early in the morning, did not go to pick up garbage but gathered around Dust Feather, many people looked at Dust Feather with interest, and more people's eyes were very greedy, as if Dust Feather was now a roast chicken and hot steamed buns full of aroma!

And among these disciples of the Scavenging Pavilion who were following Dust Feather, there was also an atmosphere of tense competition spreading, and Dust Feather looked at the fellow disciples around him vigilantly, and their faces were not good.

Someone in the crowd couldn't bear it and said softly: "So many people, it's too much!"

Someone immediately replied, "You think there are too many people, you can go! No one wants you to stay!"

One sentence made the man speechless, everyone knew why they gathered here, they all knew why they were staring at the dust feather, now they just had to wait for him to put down the bag, wouldn't it be a pity to leave early! If you can grab this bag of garbage, you will be full today!

The movement around the dust feather is naturally known, this rule is set by him, every day at this time, if someone can beat him, then give the garbage to others.

There was once someone who wanted to rob the dust feather of garbage regardless of the rules, and almost killed the dust feather, for no other reason, the dust feather grabbed the bag and didn't let it go, and finally the person was afraid, so he didn't dare to rob it anymore!

As time continued to pass, suddenly, a melodious and empty bell rang, it was the morning bell of the market, and the bell rang to mean that the market had begun, and the flow of people had increased!

Next to the market, the sound of the bell reached everyone's ears, and the disciples around Dust Feather were all shocked.

The bell rings nine times, the sun rises slowly in the east, and it is a new day!

Everyone's breathing calmed down suddenly, and they looked at the dust feather in front of them, and the dust feather slowly turned around, and the hand holding the bag couldn't help but loosen, and glanced at the group of people behind him.

"Choose me, Brother Chen!" one of them couldn't help but shout, "I'm very light, and I'm strong!"

"Fart, choose me, my strength is stronger than him, within a hundred moves, I will definitely be able to beat you down!"

"Pick me, I'll make fifty moves!"

"Choose me, I'll make thirty moves!"

"Pick Me ......"

"Pick Me ......"

There was a commotion in the field, just like the melon farmers in the vegetable market were selling themselves and boasting, competing whose melons were sweet!

"Dustfeather, don't break your rules!" someone reminded aloud.

Dust Feather chuckled, of course he knew his own rules, and said lightly: "Stand up on the second layer of the qi vein!"

Time seemed to slow down, and one by one the second-level warriors in the crowd walked out, there were about twenty or thirty people, Dust Feather closed his eyes and randomly gestured with his hands among these twenty or thirty people, and after opening his eyes, he randomly designated a person, and the person's face was flushed, not because of fear, but because of excitement!

A voice of regret sounded, full of resentment and unwillingness. On the contrary, it was the dirty middle-aged man who walked out of the crowd with a smile, clasped his fists at everyone and smiled: "Everyone, I will eat this meal first today as a respect, and I hope you are not strange!"

"Grass! what shit luck!" someone was jealous.

"Why can't you choose me, Lao Tzu has come ten times a month, even a blind person can see me, Dust Feather, you did it on purpose, right?"

"Don't mention it, I've been here thirty times in two months, and I haven't been selected once!"

"Brother, you're worse than me!"

"It's not miserable, it's not bad to have a good show!" the two scavengers glanced at each other and smiled understandingly!

The rest of the room had dispersed, leaving only Dust Feather and the sloppy middle-aged man staring at each other.

"Dust Feather, the peak of the ninth layer of forging body!" Dust Feather looked at the other party.

"Yang Dingshan, the three-layer perfection of the qi veins!" the sloppy man reported to his home.