"But then they perished due to war and civil strife in the small royal family."
The fruit shop owner continued: "However, the ancient temple of the Sand tribe in the city has been preserved, and there is a strange spring in the courtyard of the ancient temple that flows all year round. All the fruit trees in Diradio City are irrigated by these springs. That’s why the four seasons bear fruit.”
"I see, it's really a magical spring." Guan Heng touched his chin and muttered to himself: "If the Elaeagnus jujube tree I brought back was watered by this spring, the chance of survival might be greatly improved."
Guan Heng raised his head and asked: "Boss, is there anyone left in the Sand Clan Ancient Temple now?"
"Oh, there are only three old temple monks living there now." The fruit shop owner said: "They live a very poor life. They just guard a dozen fruit trees and make a living by selling fruits to the residents in the city."
"I understand, thank you boss for telling me so many things." Guan Heng smiled, waved to the boss, and turned away.
The location of the ancient temple of the Sand Clan in the city was obvious. After a little inquiry, Guan Heng knew that the dilapidated palace was in the east corner of the city, so he walked straight in that direction.
As soon as he reached the door of the ancient temple of the Sand Clan, Guan Heng heard an old voice yelling: "Get out, you people will never buy this ancient temple no matter how much money you pay!"
"Old guy, you are so shameless." Another extremely arrogant voice yelled: "Don't sell it? Believe it or not, I demolished your shabby temple and left you old guys homeless and begging along the street. !”
"You...ahem...you are such a bastard..." Another old man shouted at this time: "Get out, get out..."
"Get out? I won't leave today." The arrogant man was a burly man wearing leather armor. He was accompanied by more than a dozen of his subordinates. The burly man shouted: "Since you are unwilling to take this If this ruined palace is sold to Mr. Gesu, I will demolish it now!"
"Brothers, come on." The sturdy man then waved his hand: "Start demolishing the house, and chop down all these unsightly fruit trees. I'll see how these old guys can survive!"
"Yes. Boss." A dozen wolf-like thugs, waving spades, pickaxes and swords, rushed straight towards the dilapidated hall in front of them.
At this time, the three were in ragged clothes. The old men dressed as monks suddenly became red-eyed. They dragged their old bodies towards the thugs, desperately trying to stop them.
One of the younger old men swung his crutch and hit the big man: "Beast, beast, I will fight you!"
"Old guy, you're looking for death." The sturdy man snorted and waved his fist. He hit the old man fiercely and said, "I'll help you!"
"Bang!" Seeing that the old man was about to be punched hard, a hand suddenly stretched out from the diagonal stab and firmly caught the strong man's fist. He just squeezed it lightly, which immediately caused the strong man to feel pain. Cold sweat broke out: "Uh-huh!"
At this time, Guan Heng said coldly: "How can you bully a waning old man? Are you a breed of cattle, not raised by your parents?"
"Uh, you! I'll kill you!" The burly man was furious after being scolded in front of him. He was about to punch with his other hand. Guan Heng's slap had already come over.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah!" Four consecutive slaps on the face, both front and back, immediately made the burly man dizzy. He spat out a mouthful of teeth, and the pain made the kid scream: "Brothers, come here and deal with this kid... …”
A dozen thugs cheered and quickly gathered around, but before they could take action, Guan Heng's figure flashed and he appeared in front of the thugs like a ghost.
"Crack, crack, bang, bang!"
"Oh my god, my eyes."
"Uh-huh, my arm is broken—"
Not a few seconds passed. A dozen thugs wailed and screamed, lying on the ground lying down and fell to the ground. Then, Guan Heng threw them one by one out of the gate of the ancient temple of the Sand Clan. He shouted: "Get out of here! If I see you bullying someone again, I will break your bones!"
"It's terrible, we've encountered a tough situation!" The burly man covered his swollen cheeks with his hands and shouted with a breathy and toothless mouth: "Get out, get out!"
"Old man, are you okay?" He drove away the thugs. Guan Heng looked back at the three old monks and asked, "Are you injured?"
"We are all fine, young man. Thank you for your timely help." One of the old men nodded and said, "If it weren't for you, the three of us would have been torn apart by the evildoers."
"Come on, young friend, stop talking outside." The other two old men said in unison: "Please come to our ancient temple for a drink of water. There is nothing to entertain you."
"Then I won't bother you." Guan Heng smiled slightly: "I have something to ask the elders."
The four people walked into the main hall room. After sitting down, they informed each other of their names. Two elderly monks in their seventies, one named Die Li and the other named Xiulong, and the younger monk in his fifties was Jiao Ke.
"Three old people, I'm not here to visit you for anything else."
Guan Heng said: "I found an Elaeagnus jujube tree in the depths of the desert, and I want to transplant the tree into a flower pot. I heard that there is a magical spring in the ancient temple of the Sha tribe, which can make the plants stay green all year round. So I want to ask for some water to water the Elaeagnus trees."
"I see, this is a trivial matter." Die Li brought over a glass of water at this time: "Mr. Guan Heng just saved us. It's no problem to give you some spring water. Come on, try our specialty spring water first. Very tasty.”
"Okay, let me have a taste." Guan Heng picked up the cup and took a sip, and immediately said in surprise: "This spring water is sweet and sweet. After drinking it, it is really very refreshing, and even the fatigue has been reduced by most. "
"Haha, this is the magical effect of the spring water from the ancient temple of our Sand Clan. It can make plants stay green all year round. For ordinary people, drinking it will not eliminate all diseases, but it can also relieve fatigue."
Hulong next to him explained: "For so many years, we have relied on this spring to water the fruit trees in the hall. The three of us can barely survive. And if any residents in the city come to ask for spring water to quench their thirst, we will not do anything. I gave it away without hesitation, but now...sigh..."
When Huulong said this, he stopped talking and began to sigh. Dieli and Jiao Ke also had sad faces and bowed their heads in silence.
Guan Heng saw this scene in his eyes and asked softly: "Is it the confusion that the burly man just caused you? I seem to have heard him say that his master's name is Gesu. Did that guy threaten you? ?”
"No, it's not just Gesu who is causing trouble for us." Die Li slowly shook his head and said, "Actually, this dilapidated ancient temple of the Sand Clan is currently facing a life-or-death situation."
——[Fifth update on March 17, 2016, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes (⊙o⊙)]——(To be continued.)
