90,000 Years of Longevity

Qingyi Town was located under Leshan Mountain.

On weekdays, this town was unremarkable. No one even paid attention to it.

But today...

Here came a stranger who looked only in his teenage years.

He carried his two hands behind his back.

His hair was pure black.

His face was cold, like a celestial that disdained the whole world.

He stepped leisurely on the cobblestone streets of the town.

His eyes looked forward...

It was as though he was not enjoying the scenery.

It was not like looking for someone too...

He seemed to only have one goal – that was to move forward.

In this small town, young people had already gone to the big city to look for work. What could be seen in the four directions were either naughty children, or old people who were sitting in front of the door with a wooden chair, holding a fan in their hands and waving gently.

Ye Bei, who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, naturally attracted the attention of many people when he walked here.

But… Life in this small town was slow.

Everyone presented a laid-back, indifferent, and lazy appearance.

When they saw Ye Bei...

They only gave a slight glance, no one asked him, let alone some bored people who went up to make trouble.

When Ye Bei was walking in it, from time to time, he could hear the voices of some old people sitting in front of the door.

"I heard that Soaring Cloud Temple is closed?" An old asked another old man next to him in an indistinct voice through having a few front teeth missing.

"Who knows? They are all a lot of age already, and those things, whatever they develop, have nothing to do with us."

"I'm just curious!" 

"There is nothing to be curious about. The world can change as it should be, it's annoying to think about so many things. Just our own thing is more comfortable."

After hearing these words, Ye Bei's face still remained unchanged.

Speaking of living long, in this world, no one could compare to Ye Bei.

As for those life perceptions, to Ye Bei, it was even more ridiculous.

Ye Bei continued walking.

"Uncle, uncle... who are you? I have never seen you before!"

A naughty little boy rushed out of a small alley with his head on the outside and hopped in front of Ye Bei as he asked with a clear and childish voice.

"You are too young, naturally, you have never seen me." Ye Bei glanced at the boy and said faintly.

"Then... Uncle, have you seen my dad? He went out of here early, since you are from outside, you must know him." There was a look of expectation in the boy's eyes.

"Never seen him." Ye Bei's voice was very cold.

If an adult man was treated in such a tone, he would definitely leave with interest.

But the boy didn't care at all.

It still looked like a hippie smiling face.

"Uncle, you lied, I didn't even tell you about my dad's looks. You just said that you haven't seen him... this must be a lie." The little boy was reluctant, tilted his head when he spoke.

Ye Bei said nothing.

His pace stopped...

The indifferent gaze was only slightly placed on the boy's body, it seemed that there was only a trace of interest.

But... just after his gaze was released, an old man sitting in front of the door of a dirt house said to the boy in a deep voice, "Little Ying, stop making trouble. I have never seen this young man before, he is not from our town. It's estimated that he has traveled from Leshan Mountain and passed by here. He must not know your father."

"Oh, okay." After listening, the boy shrugged his head, his voice somewhat disappointed.

"What's your name?" Ye Bei looked at the boy and suddenly spoke softly.

"My name is Wang Ying; I am 7 years old. I was born in this town..." After the boy heard this, he grinned, showing a neat row of teeth.

The old man in front of the door of the soil room narrowed his eyes and turned his gaze on Ye Bei. He didn't speak at the moment, he seemed to be thinking about something between his brows.

"Wang Ying, a very good name, very similar to an old acquaintance of mine."

Ye Bei carried his hands on his back.

When saying this...

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of another boy.

But...

During that time, it had already been buried.

The long river of time had made Ye Bei's memory a little fuzzy.

"Old acquaintance?" The boy blinked, eyes filled with doubts. 

"Yeah... Many years ago, I met a boy who was similar to you. He was also playing on the road. And like you, he suddenly ran next to me and asked me a lot of questions." Ye Bei returned to his senses and said softly. 

"Tsk! Uncle, you lied again. Although you are older than me, you were also a kid many years ago. How can there be any old friends, aren't they just friends who play together?" The boy shook his head and glanced at Ye Bei.

When the old man sitting at the door heard this, his eyes lit up a little, "Little Ying, come here!"

"Okay, grandpa!" Wang Ying paused, but he quickly pulled out his legs and walked in the direction of the old man.

This town was small. But the etiquette here was still good...

There were few young people in the town.

The respect of those children to the elderly was many times higher than that of a majority of people in cities.

When the boy arrived at his side, the old man suddenly stood up, "Sir... I just received a call from Tang Family, saying that a person looking for a quiet place to live, and Qingyi Town is located on the side of Leshan, close to Leshan, and its geographical location is also remote. In normal times, no tourists will come over here. If I am right, the person in question is Sir. right?" The old man took the hand of the boy named Wang Ying, looked at Ye Bei, and spoke softly.

"En." Ye Bei nodded.

The deep gaze fell on the old man's body.

The old man was holding a fan.

Wearing a white vest...

With bare arms.

His skin looked a little old.

But there was some redness in his skin, indicating that his vitality was very strong.

In addition, the old man's eyes were full of wisdom. He seemed to know a lot, and he seemed to have seen everything a long time ago.

"I've never seen you before." Ye Bei opened his mouth and spoke softly after looking at him.

After listening, the old man narrowed his eyes.

On the surface, it didn't sound like a big problem.

But from another perspective, it was full of profound meaning.

But soon... the expression of the old man returned to normal again, "This old man has been in this town a long time ago. He has never gone out or been anywhere. Naturally, you have never seen me."

"A person like you shouldn't arrange a place for me just because of a phone call from the Tang Family." Ye Bei carried his hands on his back, his eyes were like stars, and his voice was cold.

"If it is to serve an existence like you, I would naturally not have any opinions..." The old man was still calm, and under Ye Bei's gaze, his expression remained the same without much change.

"If I'm correct, this person may be related to the mystery of longevity..." Ye Bei narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Because at that moment, he discovered that this old man had a trace of the 'past' inside him. When he walked to Qingyi Town at will, he unexpectedly encountered such an existence. 

However, this could be considered a good thing.