2 The Death of the Temple

To the west of the border of China is an endless hot and dry desert. Surprisingly, the previously hot and dry weather is now beginning to show signs of a turnaround.

The roaring wind is driving the dark clouds from the north to the south, and the drizzle also falls from the sky, as if it indicates that this spring will be a good harvest.

A drop of raindrops the size of a bean fell in the desolate desert, gradually washing away the dirty dust of the lazy man who hasn't bathed for months, and the whole world has become refreshed.

The desert that had been exposed to the sun for several months finally ushered in a long-awaited nectar, and everyone should cheer and be grateful. However, there is a 15-year-old teenager in the market who is still holding a sign in his hand and patiently waiting for the business that may be delivered at any time today.

At this moment, he has been soaked by the heavy rain and looked extremely depressed. He should be happy because the unexpected rain drove away all the heat and fatigue of the teenager, but instead of having any joy in the rain, the teenager was very disappointed by the sudden arrival of the rain.

The teenager in the isolated market is a first-class mercenary waiting for the employer to come to distribute the task.

I don't know why there have been very few tasks recently, and few have almost disappeared. He has been standing here for half a month but has not received a single business. No one in the market does not mean that everyone is qualified to stand here. The teenager has been here for six years and has formed his own small team.

It is very difficult for a 15-year-old to survive in this place of the law of law, and it has been six years since he was nine years old. He did not rely on the perseverance that ordinary people can have, but on invincible faith and a persistentness that never gives up to support him. He wants to become stronger, he wants to find his missing parents, he wants to reunite his family, and he wants to find the happiness he once lost.

The rain slapped his hair, patted his body, and flowed along the corners of his hair and into the dry soil on the ground to gradually moisten the soil. The teenager's eyes seemed to be dull without any emotion.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Hey, hey, don't block the road!"

A sharp and harsh voice interrupted the teenager's thinking, and the teenager frowned and looked at the source of the sound. I saw a tall man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks running here from the entrance of the market.

The teenager blinked his eyes and looked at the man, but after all, he did not move half a step.

"Did I say you are blind?"

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks pinched his waist and pointed to the teenager and scolded him.

The teenager who scolded him for a long time didn't pay attention to him.

At this time, a large sedan chair that can only be lifted by eight people was steadily carried in from the entrance of the market, and the teenager just blocked their way.

Pearl agate, emerald diamonds, golden glittering, pearls decorate the whole sedan chair beautifully, inlaid with incomparable luxury, showing the owner's wealth.

The eight big men carrying the sedan chair are all tiger-backed bear waists, and their thick arms are almost thicker than the teenager's waist. Along the way, the eight big men didn't even breathe and the sedan chair was carried steadily.

This market is not big but not small, but these people carrying sedan chairs have to pass by the place where the teenager stands, which makes the teenager very unhappy.

As soon as the sedan chair stopped a lazy sound, it came down from the sedan chair. From the sound, it was a completely impatient roar of an upstart. The old man's tone was full of attitude and unspeakable arrogance.

"Why did the sedan chair stop? What on earth happened!"

"Boss, there is a teenager blocking our way."

"Today we are here to find mercenaries, so in order not to cause too much trouble to our plan, I will argue with him."

"Who knows this good or bad thing, life or death is not moving."

The sharp-mouthed man said that he was extremely great and made the teenager useless. In short, he is all right, and this teenager is simply the culprit who delayed his boss's trip.

"Fare down the sedan chair!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the whole sedan chair fell to the ground extremely smoothly, thus showing that the eight big men had at least the strength of junior warriors.

A man of about 50 people came out of the sedan chair. The old man is more than qiel or 1.8 meters tall and weighs 1,000 kilograms. His whole body is full of fat, which looks not much different from a small house.

As soon as he came out, a big man grabbed it from behind and held up a huge umbrella to completely cover the old man. As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, someone handed the cigar to his hand, and then the fire of the cigar was lit by another entourage at the same time.

Looking at the thin teenager who can be blown far away by the wind, the old man smiled boredly, smoked a cigarette and casually dropped the ashtray on a servant's ashtray on his head. The old man looked at the sign in the teenager's hand and asked in a slightly gentle tone:

"Child, are you a mercenary?"

The teenager turned to face the wall and raised his head. He looked at the old man and said very seriously:

"Don't think I'm young, I'm the best mercenary in the desert nearby."

"Maybe you don't need me when fighting, but lead the way, find water, and avoid sandstorms. Here, you are sure you will never find anyone more familiar with the desert terrain than me.

"One thousand white energy, I promise to send you into the desert and then send them out safely. You can calculate the rest of the expenses separately."

What the teenager said was full of confidence without any hesitation and fear, as if he was the boss of this market, and his tone was full of unparalleled domineering and self-confidence. For a moment, the old man had a good impression.

Although the old man has been rich all his life, he is not the kind of flashy rich second generation that can compare with you.

"Good! Young man, I admire you. I'll give you 100,000 yuan, and other expenses will be charged separately.

The old man flicked the soot and asked again:

"Child, haven't you told me what your name is?"

"My name is Gao Yang. I am 12 years old this year. I have been in the desert for four years. I am a fake first-class mercenary."

"In addition, I am also the captain of the Desert Storm, and I promise to complete everything within your responsibility."

Gao Yang answered neither humble nor arrogantly, and answered all the questions asked by the old man, which was not easy for a 15-year-old child.

"Okay, that's him."

"Take him and leave on time tomorrow morning."

The old man seems to be tired after just saying a few words. Moving his fat body, the old man finally sat back on the luxurious sedan chair with the help of a man.

"Let's go."

The old man seemed to just hum gently, and the eight big men changed their direction to lift the sedan chair and walk towards the exit of the market.

Boss, he is only 15 years old. Ask him to lead the way, isn't it to die?"

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks knelt and begged as if he was going crazy.

At this moment, the rain has already wet his whole body. I don't know if it was rain, or whether he really cried. In short, his voice looked extremely sad and desperate in the rain.

"Hmm, idiot, you can also intervene in my affairs!"

"I just want to die!"

"Monster monkey, take good care of this child, or I will be the first to tear down your bones and feed the dog!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge sedan chair had completely disappeared from the sight of the sharp-mouthed monkey-brimmed man.

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheek seemed to have been pulled away all the strength of his body and collapsed in the heavy rain, with his eyes looking at the sky.