90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 242: History

Qingyi Town, at the end, outside that single small earthen house.

After yesterday's recovery, this place had completely changed its appearance.

Two trees were planted in front of the house.

The two trees were more than 30 meters apart, one on the left and the other on the right.

Every tree was tens of meters high. The leaves were dense, blocking all the sunlight.

Only some light particles penetrated the cracks of the leaves and scattered on the earthen house.

Beside it...

There was a path right in the middle of the door of the earthen house.

This trail was not very wide, only one meter...

And the whole trail, all pebbles of various colors, twisted and turned, looked very quiet.

Around the earthen hut, there was also wood to surround a yard.

In the yard, some flowers and some vegetables could be seen.

When the old man brought Wang Ying to the door of this earthen house again, both of them were a little dull.

"Grandpa... why is this completely different? I remember when I came here before, it was a house that was about to collapse. Now it has become so beautiful! It is even better than the best house in town." Wang Ying blinked, there was a lot of envy in his blinking eyes.

The old man shook his head, "Actually, this is the real appearance of this house. The previous one is an illusion."

"Illusion?" Wang Ying was completely puzzled on spot.

"Sometimes, what you see, or even what you remember, is not necessarily true." The old man said, thinking for a few seconds, and then continued, "And you are still young, there is no need to know many things. "

"I'm not young!" Wang Ying pretended to be a little angry.

Hu!

Between the two conversations, a cool breeze hit.

The leaves of the two big trees planted in front of the earth hut rustled under the cool breeze.

"Come in!"

Immediately after, a very indifferent voice floated from the room.

This voice was not loud.

This voice did not ring in the ears of the two of them, but appeared directly in their minds.

"Yes, sir!"

The old man bent over and said respectfully.

Then he led Wang Ying to continue walking towards the door of the wooden house.

He came here today because there were a lot of things to be solved. Of course, the return of the 'old person' was the key.

He had been waiting for this moment since he first saw Ye Bei walking from a distance in Qingyi Town.

...

Inside the house.

The ancient zither was still there, and Ye Bei was still sitting in front, with his white fingers placed on the ancient zither, but he didn't play it. The whole hall was silent.

And Ye Bei's thoughts were gradually drifting away.

That day, between the mountains and forests.

A child in a cloth shirt and a teenager in a white shirt were walking slowly.

"Sir, do you have your own ideal village?" With a natural spirituality, the child asked seriously while walking.

"What is ideal?" The teenager asked casually.

The child hesitated for a moment, and then seriously answered, "There is no dispute, no busyness due to lack of food, every day, one can leisurely enjoy this great world and no hardships."

"What's so good about this kind of village?" The teenager shook his head.

The little boy didn't think about it this time, "Since it's carefree, so it must be good! Now there are wars everywhere outside. Every day, there are countless people dying, countless people being tortured. That is hell, and the ideal village is heaven."

"If there is such a village, but you are not allowed to leave there, would you like it?" The teenager showed a little interest.

The boy's eyes lit up, "Of course, there is nothing lacking. There are food and housing. In this kind of place, I am definitely willing to stay for a lifetime. It is best to get a little longer, right, a little longer."

"Okay! Go and build one." The boy nodded slightly.

The memory was cut here.

In the earthen house, Ye Bei, who was sitting on a chair, raised his head slightly, looked forward, opened his mouth, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "The reincarnation of the years is also very strange. When I first met that boy, I faintly noticed that he was unusual and related to longevity, but I didn't expect that he actually built an ideal village and moved my former residence here."

Creak

After saying this, Ye Bei placed his hand on the ancient zither lightly.

There were no syllables.

It was just that the closed wooden door of the earthen house slowly opened with a crisp sound.

"The green hills will still be there tomorrow, but the yellow flowers will fall to the ground..." As the door opened, Ye Bei lightly recited.

Outside...

The old man pulled Wang Ying, and when the door suddenly opened, when he heard Ye Bei's words, his body was taken aback.

"Sir!" After a long time, he opened his mouth and his voice was a little gloomy, "This old one has come!"

"How many years has it been?" Ye Bei's voice sounded.

The old man didn't even think about it, and immediately replied, "One hundred and thirty-three years."

"Well, do you know that answer?" Ye Bei asked.

The old man thought for a while before answering, "Is it about longevity? Why didn't Sir ask me when you saw me previously?"

"It was not at the right time." Ye Bei said casually.

"Grandpa, and uncle... what are you talking about?" On the side, Wang Ying was confused, but after he finished speaking, neither Ye Bei nor the old man paid any attention to him.

"About that secret, I have heard from my ancestors. When I first met Sir, I already wanted to tell you. But my ancestors also said that Sir is very capable! At that time, I used to think about using some information I know to exchange with Sir, so that Sir can help me build an ideal village!" The old man's eyes were all on Ye Bei, and when he said this, his voice was a bit bitter.

And after saying this, he felt a kind of detachment, a feeling of sudden realization.

So

One hundred and thirty-three years ago, everything was already predestined.

Ye Bei had already seen what he thought in his heart.

"So, do you think it is ideal?" Ye Bei asked. He had lived for a long time and had seen too many things. The so-called ideal village was actually similar to the Peach Blossom Field, in other words utopia, in history.

The answer was definitely not just hearing rumors.

Only if one had experienced it himself...

"It's not very ideal. When anything becomes a foregone conclusion, it will be terrible! For example, staying alive... for example, staying in this village!" The old man shook his head and directly said out his inner thoughts. 

But

After saying this, his eyes were a little bit sad, "It's not just me... If you look at it from another angle, isn't it that human beings are all tied to this earth?"

"Actually, it's already pretty good that you have these feelings now." Ye Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, "Well, after so many years, what you had to do at the beginning has already been done. An accident is about to happen on Leshan Giant Buddha. You can tell the answer."

"Yes, Sir!" The old man bent down, his expression became more serious than ever.