90,000 Years of Longevity

That day, it was in the area between Hebei Province and Beijing.

The war had just ended.

An old era perished.

A new era had just arrived.

On both sides of the dilapidated street, only a small house was piled up.

On the street surface, there were only layers of sand and rocks.

But everyone on the street was full of excitement and madness.

Red cloth strips were tied to their arms.

They also held pictures and slogans in their hand…

They kept moving back and forth, shouting various arranged slogans in order to swear their loyalties.

It seemed that the whole world had many things waiting to be done.

And in a certain corner of the street, a middle-aged man less than 40 years old, an old man over 100 years old, and a young man in a white robe walked leisurely.

The boy in white robe walked in the front. The other two followed behind.

The setting sun fell as it stretched the shadows of the three of them very long.

The noise around kept resounding. 

The crowd kept passing by.

Rusty cars could be also seen occasionally.

But all this seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"Qingfeng, my time is running out. You have to remember that starting from today, you must respect this gentleman. Anything he says, even if you have to pay it with your life, you must complete it, understand?"

The old man was wearing a torn jacket and his pace was not fast, but he was very steady. When he spoke to the middle-aged man, his voice was very hoarse.

The expression of the boy walked in front was indifferent. Those deep pupils just watched this turbulent era quietly.

"Master, there will be nothing wrong with you. You are a master of divination, and you can definitely decide your own destiny. And if this gentleman is as good as you say, he can definitely help you." The middle-aged man looked sad. When he spoke, those eyes stared at Ye Bei tightly as he begged, "Sir, you are a man of God, please save my Master, I know you must have a way."

After the words fell, the old man walking behind looked up slightly.

There was also an imperceptible expectation in those helpless eyes.

The steady pace trembled slightly.

"Life and death are up to your fate." In the front, the young man remarked weakly. His steps were the same, he didn't even turn his head.

After the old man heard this, the look of expectation in his eyes instantly became sad.

The wrinkles and furrows on his face had become more obvious.

He lowered his head. His dry eyes closed with this final answer.

A passerby with a red cloth wrapped around his arm passed by and knocked him accidentally.

Then his closed eyes opened again. He turned his head and unceremoniously yelled at the middle-aged man, "Qingfeng, stop messing around. Changing one's fate is an act against the sky, this will be condemned by God. I have long been lukewarm to life and death. Moreover, my whole life is enough."

"But, Master..." The middle-aged man wanted to continue talking. He was really unwilling.

"From today, you will take over my position and do things for this gentleman. In this world, there are many ruins and many hidden ruins that need to be deduced. As for the method, I have already taught you, remember?" The old man glared his round eyes at his disciple.

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Master, I remember it!"

"In addition, every few years, His Excellency will disappear for a period of time. During this period, you must use what you have learned to control one side as much as possible. If His Excellency needs it, you must fully assist him." The old man's voice began to become sadder as if his funeral would come into being in the next moment.

"Yes." The middle-aged man replied.

"As for this fortune-telling technique, if you have a premonition that you can't live long, you must also find good successors as soon as possible, so that they can learn the essence and you can continue to serve His Excellency in the future."

"Yes!"

"There are still some things to remember. Fortune-telling can be good or bad, but you must not change the general trend of the world!"

"Yes!"

"Our Li Family has been working for His Excellency since Li Buyi's generation. He is much more powerful than you think. He must be respected."

"Yes!"

On the sandy streets, the old man's voice kept coming.

When he said the last sentence, the old man suddenly stopped, his mouth slightly opened, and his pupils continued to dilate.

"Master!" Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes overflowed with a slightly misty stream of tears, and he wanted to reach out and help.

"Go." At this time, the young man walking in front had a long pace without stopping at all. Such a word was still faintly spat out of his mouth.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, but his legs couldn't move.

"His time limit is up." In front of the two, the boy spoke again, his voice indifferent and without any emotion.

"Sir... Your Excellency! I want to build a tomb for Master." The middle-aged man stuttered a bit.

The boy uttered a word again, "Go."

"Yes, Your Excellency." The middle-aged man didn't dare to say more. He exhausted his whole body strength, moved his legs, and followed behind the young man.

After the two walked hundreds of meters away...

On the sandy streets, the old man's body fell to the ground...

This aroused a large crowd of onlookers.

But at this moment, everyone's face was shocked, because the scene before them completely exceeded their cognition.

"Gosh, look at him, why is this person shining?" A man shouted.

"It's not shining... his body is turning into a light particle. Is this the legendary eclosion? There really are immortals in this world! This person, under the brilliance of our new era, has been favored by heaven." There was also a fanatic who said crazily.

Puff, puff, puff!

Some people even knelt on the ground and called out loudly, "Immortal, please bless us."

Just…

The boy at the moment and the middle-aged man had already gone far.

The young man was very clear about what happened here. But the middle-aged man just felt that some passers-by had found out that his master had an accident, and they got boiled for a second.

...

Inside the bookstore.

After a long time...

Li Qingfeng came back to his senses and tried to raise his head, looking at Ye Bei with his cloudy eyes.

The figure in front of him overlapped with the memory.

He was cold and merciless as if everything in this world could not cause him the slightest throbbing. 

"Your Excellency, although there is no specific result, there are some things that I have roughly determined." Li Qingfeng's voice became low. Although his body was trembling slightly, on the surface, he was still respectful to the extreme.

"En, it seems that you have made your choice."

In front of the table, Ye Bei spoke.

Hu!

The candle in the middle of the room swayed constantly.

Li Qingfeng kept sweating on his forehead.

At this moment, it seemed that all the thoughts in his heart began when he entered the door... no, it had been exposed to this young man decades ago, and there was no secret at all.

How could an ant negotiate terms with a mammoth?

"I... I'm still too young anyway." Li Qingfeng gulped his saliva slightly when this thought came.