90,000 Years of Longevity

Outside the shop, the heavy rain was still there.

Even the big raindrops were still increasing as though a trend of torrential rain would fall down at any time.

The dark clouds pressed even lower. And those dark clouds were extremely dense, blocking all the light out.

It seemed that the whole world was darkened at this moment.

On the street outside the antique shop, that group of people from the Anti-Riot Department held their shields and raised them above their heads. When they heard the noise of the other officers in the shop, they craned their necks one by one, wanting to see what happened inside.

But it was raining too much. And coupled with the many people in the shop, these guys from the Anti-Riot Department probably didn't even hear them clearly.

With this, their curiosity was growing wildly.

In the Wensheng Antique Shop, the atmosphere here became weirder and weirder over time.

Fear…

Gloom…

Shock…

Surprise…

Countless different emotions spread crazily in it.

But as time went by, these people gradually became calmer.

However, their expressions were still different.

Dai Jianming who sat in the chair was shocked initially, but now, he was angry instead.

"Everyone, I think everyone has seen the surveillance video here earlier. Now you can basically determine several key points. The nine people at the door were killed by that clerk of the Wensheng Antique Shop!"

Dai Jianming slowly turned his head, and after scanning the many officers, his voice became cold, and he continued, "I don't care how that clerk became that old, but my final conclusion is, to arrest him immediately when you see him."

"Yes."

Every person answered immediately.

"Today's business ends here. That guy in the white dress did not do anything from the start to the end, don't worry about him."

When he said this, Dai Jianming suddenly became extremely decisive as he stood up from his chair with a crash.

Although this matter was obviously not simple, instinct told him that one of them must be solved first.

But in this second, an officer stood up with a slight tremor.

"Chief, according to information, the white-dressed boy and the clerk of the Wensheng Antique Shop are still in this Confucian Temple. They have not left; some people have seen them strolling in an antique shop not long ago."

Hearing this, Dai Jianming's eyes lit up, "Good."

"Chief, one more thing," at the same time, someone spoke up again.

"What's the matter?" Dai Jianming asked in a deep voice.

The officer hesitated for a second, "Chief, there is a very important person in the surveillance video just now. We have always paid attention to the crime scene and methods, but everyone seems to have ignored that person."

"Who?" Dai Jianming's eyes widened.

"The Japanese man," the officer said. "That is the owner of Thousand Treasure Pavilion. It seems that in this incident, the conflict at the beginning was because they wanted to do something to the shop, and later, the owner did not die and kept kneeling in the shop. After the suspect left, he was the last to leave. I think he is an important witness."

"Very good, you're right," after listening, Dai Jianming slapped his forehead, "Immediately arrange some people to find the owner of Thousand Treasure Pavilion. Once he is found, send to the bureau for transcripts."

"Yes," the crowd answered in unison.

Without any delay, these uniformed officers began to rush outside the Wensheng Antique Shop.

Dai Jianming rushed to the front.

Outside, it was already raining at the moment.

The raindrops hit the ground and crackled. When hitting people, there was still a tingling sensation.

But this time, Dai Jianming did not hold an umbrella or wear a raincoat.

Perhaps it was because after watching those videos just now, the shock it brought him was too great. So the moment he rushed out of the shop, his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"People from the Anti-Riot Department listen. The suspect is still in this Confucian Temple. Notice the people at the exit of the Confucian Temple to immediately seal off every possible exit. And you, together with me, will conduct searches in antique shops."

Let the raindrops hit him, Dai Jianming spoke loudly to the group of people from the Anti-Riot Department.

The next moment, although the rain was getting worse and worse, the streets of Confucian Temple became lively.

...

Ye Bei, Lu Wensheng, and Ying Tian walked slowly while holding umbrellas.

The noise made by that group of police was washed away by the heavy rain as only a little bit of it reached the ears of the three people.

Lu Wensheng did not speak.

As for Ying Tian, as he continued following behind, his heart beat wildly.

Ye Bei, who was walking in the front, didn't care about those voices.

He just walked slowly.

Moreover, this time, Ye Bei was much faster.

When passing by an antique shop, he did not go in.

As long as the shop had what he needed, he just stopped at the door for less than a second.

"Well, one piece."

In the first antique shop, Ye Bei said very lightly as his pace slowed down. When he stopped, he stretched out his hand. The next moment, one thing flew out from that antique shop magically.

After that thing fell into Ye Bei's hands, his fingers bend slightly as it disappeared completely. 

"There are three in this shop."

At the door of the second antique shop, Ye Bei paused and repeated the previous action.

The third shop…

The fifth shop...

The tenth shop…

In this way, unknowingly, there were at least dozens of antiquities flying into Ye Bei's hands.

"With the strength of sir, there is really nothing in this world that can enter his eyes," Lu Wensheng, who followed, was watching quietly all the time.

Once, he had also seen many methods of Ye Bei.

He treated Ye Bei as a celestial.

But at this moment, Lu Wensheng found that he was still too superficial.

How really strong was Ye Bei?

How many means did he have?

He was simply ignorant.

And Ying Tian, who was at the end, was undoubtedly the most shocked person.

Along the way, he basically kept his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

"God, he is definitely a man of God! No wonder my ancestors have been waiting for him... It seems that the ancestors of the original Ying Family were able to get those glories because there was this gentleman behind the scenes."

"Who is he?"

"Jackpot, I really hit a heavenly jackpot this time. Since that era fell, our family has been single-passed from generation to generation, reaching an extreme desperate point. Now that sir is back, the trajectory of destiny will finally be completely changed."

Ying Tian's emotions were quite mixed.