90,000 Years of Longevity

In the alley.

Thirty men in black suits stood among them.

When the original passers-by saw this, they detoured one after another for fear of getting into unexpected trouble.

Among the group of men in suits, there parked a yellow-looking old cart.

The coachman wore a vest. Even after running all the way, there was no sweat on his body at all.

Those eyes were full of sharpness.

That body had terrifying explosive power. With just a look, one would instantly know that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

As for the cart, it looked very old and worn at first glance, and it was incompatible with this new era of transportation.

But if one looked closely, he would find that the whole cart was made of gold.

Each of the decorations above was extremely luxurious.

It needed several top supercars to combine with each other could it be comparable to this small cart.

In the cart, there was a teenager who was less than twenty years old. The man was pale, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was wearing a thin shirt. He looked very weak, but he was faintly exuding a noble breath.

"Young Master, that guy is so rude, so I just want to teach him a lesson." The man in the suit who scolded Ye Bei a moment ago slowly opened his voice with respect, but his tone was somewhat complaining and angry at the same time.

The boy in the cart opened his mouth, "Today we are here to seek medical treatment. If possible, it is best not to make trouble."

When saying this, the young boy's slightly narrowed gaze passed through the alley and looked towards Ye Bei's leisurely back.

As the only male heir of the third generation of the tyrant Lin family in Hebei Province. Lin Zihao, from birth, had been the favored object of the whole family.

From small to large, if he wanted something, as long as he said a word, everyone would fanatically find that thing for him without fail.

However, just a year ago, he was diagnosed with cancer. He searched for the most famous doctors in the world, but he was still helpless. So this year, his character gradually became more restrained.

"Yes, Young Master." The man in the suit didn't dare to talk anymore, so he answered quickly.

When Lin Zihao looked at Ye Bei, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Ye Bei's performance just now was too calm and too out of the world...

While surrounded by so many men in suits, he was still indifferent.

That temperament made Lin Zihao feel that he was faintly inferior.

"If it weren't for me to be sick, you might not be able to live in Hebei today!" He muttered to himself, then looked at the coachman, and said lightly, "Go ahead. We came to see Mr. Hua today. He has a very strange personality, so try to keep a low profile."

Speaking of Mr. Hua, he had a bit of expectation in his eyes.

The Old Patriarch's words even echoed in his ears, "Zihao, you are sick now. I am afraid that only two people in this world can save you. One is the Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain, the other is Hebei's Mr. Hua. So remember, regardless of his attitude, you must maintain the most respectful attitude."

When he said that, Lin Zihao listened carefully.

It was also the first time he saw the cautious and restrained attitude of the all-powerful patriarch.

However, as Lin Zihao's voice fell, standing on his left side, a man in a suit protecting him with a cold face immediately spoke with a somewhat puzzled voice, "Young Master, the outside world has always said that Mr. Hua is the reincarnated Divine Doctor Hua Tuo, but does he really have that strength? I think we might as well go directly to Kunlun Mountain to find the Old Immortal!"

Hearing this, Lin Zihao's eyes condensed, and his voice was a little cold, "I don't want to listen to these words a second time."

"Yes!"

Da, da, da…

In the alley, there was another rush of footsteps, but this time they slowed down a lot and did not catch up with Ye Bei's pace.

...

This alley was very long, the more one went in, the more potholes he saw on the ground.

Time was getting late.

The sun gradually went west, and the long and narrow sunlight shone through the alley, forming a quiet environment with the passersby.

"The gods and Buddhas have disappeared, and the reincarnation is still there. The answer from the Egyptian side is too vague. The whereabouts of that woman in the Ancient Town is unknown. This time's walking on the mortal ground, I hope I can get some answers."

Ye Bei walked and murmured softly in his mouth.

For a long time…

Ye Bei walked to the entrance of a courtyard, and then stopped.

He looked faintly towards the door.

In front of the door stood two men in military uniforms.

They were holding guns and their faces were grim.

When Ye Bei walked over in the alley, they kept staring at him.

Seeing Ye Bei stop, one of the men frowned and said coldly, "Sir, you are not allowed to stay here. Please leave."

Ye Bei did not answer.

He just put his hands behind your back and stood there quietly.

The deep gaze settled leisurely all around as if he was enjoying the scenery here.

"Hey, sir, I am talking to you. There is a big person living in this yard, so ordinary people are not allowed to disturb."

The man in the military uniform increased his voice a little bit when Ye Bei ignored him and did not leave.

"En." Ye Bei gave a light hum, which was regarded as an answer, but still did not move away.

"Sir?" The soldier furrowed his brows and was choked by this person's attitude a little.

Squeak!

However, before he could continue to warn the boy in front of him, the gate of the courtyard was opened.

An old man wearing a beige cloth shirt with a raised forehead and cloudy eyes stood in front of the door.

He had thinning hair and his face was full of furrows.

But the skin was glowing red, and his spirit and energy looked very full to the brim.

The two soldiers first glared at Ye Bei, then they looked at the old man with extremely respectful expressions.

"Mr. Hua!"

"Sorry to Mr. Hua, we didn't do a good job and disturbed your elderly."

The two spoke one after another with sweats on their forehead. Mr. Hua had a very strange and ever-changing personality. 

However, the old man didn't even look at them.

The moment the door was opened, when he saw Ye Bei standing at the door in a white shirt, his body paused for a while, but his complexion did not change at all. He just said softly, "Sir, are you here again?"

"I'm here again." Ye Bei answered lightly.

"Please come in." The old man nodded slightly, then he turned around.

Ye Bei nodded, "Okay."

The conversation between the two was not a lot...

But the two soldiers next to him were stunned.

"Is this still Mr. Hua?"

"And who on earth is this young man? He can ask Mr. Hua to pick him up in person? And with such a polite attitude at that?"

In the hearts of the two of them, such thoughts appeared continuously.

Squeak…

However, just when they were puzzled, the door of the courtyard slowly closed again.

Looking at the quaint door, both of them just felt a little bit cold all over.

"Something is wrong today," One of them gulped while quickly wiped his wet and hot forehead.

The other person felt his lips dry and thirsty at the same time, "Do you think the boy just now is very strange?"

"It's not just strange, he is so calm... no anger, no joy, no sadness, and an expression from beginning to end is only something I have seen in Chief No. 1 before. I feel that this person is even more unfathomable than Chief No. 1." (A/N: Chief No. 1 in the army is just a title, which gives it special meaning. The commander-in-chief of the theater of operations and the lower-level commanders can all be called the Chief No. 1.)

"I received a notice today that Young Master Lin, who is from the No. 1 richest family in Hebei is coming over. Do you think that person just now belongs to the Lin family?" 

"I don't feel like it. No matter how great the Lin family is, they can't make Mr. Hua treat them so politely."

"Then... who is he?" 

Hiss…

At the gate of the courtyard, the two of them were holding firearms, as if they suddenly thought of something, then they sucked in cold air and clutched their guns tightly.