90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 293: History

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the East China Sea.

"Sir, in addition to collecting those antiques, I need some strength too! In this era, the situation is too turbulent. Although I am rich now, I still lack some self-protection power." The boy in the common shirt said hesitantly.

The white-shirted boy kept his pace and did not say anything.

"Sir, during the war, other countries will madly collect antiques and gold. This kind of things will not depreciate at any time. Once they know that I am doing it too and I am still a Chinese at that, the result will be not good."

The voice of the boy in common clothes was a little rushed. At the same time, he turned his head from time to time and glanced at the boy in the white robe but found that he still said nothing.

But while walking, he gently extended his left hand.

In his eyes, he clearly saw that when that white palm was spread out in the air, a group of light particles the size of a little finger was suspended in it out of thin air.

Those particles of light were extremely bright.

There seemed to be a terrible power in it too.

This kind of scene was just like the method of an immortal.

But what was strange was that no matter how dazzling the light released from this light particle was at this moment, only he was paying attention to it no, it should be said that only he saw this.

On both sides of the street, the citizens were like usual, holding opium rods, smoking them, and daydreaming nonsense.

"Sir, this" Although the scene in front of him was really amazing, he still did not have the knowledge as to what these light particles would do or its purpose.

But when the light particles were completely formed, the boy in the white robe said lightly, "Eat it."

After his voice fell, the light particles flew in the direction of the other boy without any explanation.

After hearing that command, the boy in the common clothes instinctively opened his mouth and let the light particles enter it.

"It can keep you alive, and at the same time, it can keep you young for a long time. Of course, during this period, you can also change your age at will and become older. However, if one day I return back to this place, your life span will be completely consumed, no matter how young you look at that time, you will be old in an instant, and within three days, your Seed of Life will wither out until you die."

The white-robed boy said quietly.

"Yes!" After listening to this, he didn't think there was anything wrong. Then without hesitation, he completely swallowed the light particles, letting it enter his body.

The next second, he felt an extremely peculiar force spreading in his body.

Even his eyes became extremely clear in an instant. The aura of his whole person was changing rapidly.

"Sir, what am I?"

On the street, that common boy stopped.

He clenched his fist and felt that his strength had increased by more than a hundredfold. As long as he wanted, he could punch a hole in the wall and turn it into powder.

As long as he wanted, a sturdy lion could be beaten to death at will.

Moreover, the teenager also felt that he was reborn. Even at this time, if someone shot him, he was confident enough to accept the bullet without any injuries.

"No one can hurt you in the years to come..."

The white-robed boy spoke leisurely.

The boy was shocked.

When he looked at the boy in the white robe, his heart was very puzzled, and at the same time, it was boiling to the extreme. But soon, he opened his mouth, wanting to beg for something more, but after thinking of his mission, he chose to be silent again.

"Sir, regarding your order, I will do my best to complete it."

At last, that boy turned a thousand words into one sentence instead.

At the same time, he turned around and walked on this street that seemed to be rotten to the extreme.

On the roadside, the Chinese citizens who were smoking opium remained unchanged. Their eyes were pale, they had given up on this era, and had given up on themselves too.

But at this moment, the common boy had constant confidence in his eyes as he clenched his fist hard.

Over time, the two teenagers walked slowly to the end of the street like this.

This common boy was naturally Lu Wensheng when he was young, but in the old East China, after the boy in the white robe had left for a period of time, he used to have another name.

His surname was Du, his name was Yuesheng.

In the beginning, after he gained power, Du Yuesheng formed his own power, but he was very blatant, he didn't take anything in his eyes at all. At the same time, he used his power to collect antiques, and even wanted to save this declining country.

But what a pity, the general trend was simply not something he could reverse alone.

Over time, in that era, Du Yuesheng also had someone he liked.

He also had close friends.

But the final result was, without exception, to watch them die.

Looking at his relatives, looking at his children, grandchildren, one by one left here and went to another city and even other countries.

But in the end, the result was still the same, he was the only one left alive!

Regarding this kind of mood, if one didn't experience it himself, he would definitely not understand.

Maybe because of living too long, Du Yuesheng gradually began to change his mind.

He didn't think about saving a country anymore but conformed to the general trend instead.

He just worked hard to make this street better.

Even with the passage of time, the rumors about Du Yuesheng were also fading away a little bit during that period of publicity.

Later, he changed his name to Lu Wensheng.

He named the street where he lived Confucian Temple...

In order to allow all the antiques he had collected to be stored here justifiably, before changing his name, he used his last influence to make the entire Confucian Temple start an antique business.

As his age continued to grow, what brought to him was an improvement in mood. 

Up to now, in the Confucian Temple, no matter if the foreigners were making noise or not, no matter how big the trouble was, he would not be moved by it at all.

He understood very well that he was already very old. He could not change this era.

The only thing to do was to quietly wait for the gentleman in the Wensheng Antique Shop.

And today, finally, as he had hoped, the person he was waiting for finally came.

But when the person he had been waiting for a hundred years arrived, someone was making trouble in front of his door instead.

"Did I let you go?" On the street, the local tyrant carrying the baseball bat roared again.

With that, without any hesitation this time, he carried the baseball bat and rushed in the direction of Ye Bei. 

"You"

As Lu Wensheng turned around and saw this scene, those old eyes were completely occupied by anger.

This guy... was really looking for death!