90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 295: Corpse

In the late Qing Dynasty, there had been a lot of legends in East China Sea City.

Martial arts master, swordsman, ancient assassin, etc. In other words, there were all kinds of powerful men who could break the gun and iron with bare hands.

It was a sad era.

But... similarly, it was an extremely bright era.

The vast majority of Chinese people were enslaved and treated as mud...

But there were also some Chinese people, under this kind of turbulent situation, they got so mixed up with wind and rain so that foreigners dared not provoke them.

However, as the years went by and the times changed, many legends that had passed down had become myths and become illusory. Especially in modern times, when people heard those legends, they just shook their heads slightly, revealing a touch of indifference.

It seemed as though they regarded themselves as the people of had seen many things already.

It seemed that they were mocking those who told the legend for being too self-righteous.

Years were like this.

Even if the past facts were extremely true, it would gradually be wiped away. 

For this, Lu Wensheng definitely had the deepest feelings.

Once, in this place, his legend went beyond this street.

Even in the entire East China Sea City, as long as he frowned and moved his feet, the city would tremble with it.

But now, these three or two younger generations thought that he was very easy to bully.

"M-mur murder!"

On the street, the people trembled when they saw that the local tyrant had his neck broken.

"You"

"The boss the boss is really dead?" 

The other two punks behind couldn't help backing up.

"This time, it's really troublesome!"

Gongsun Bo, whose nose was bruised and swollen just now, with blood on the corners of his mouth, muttered to himself.

In his slightly blurred vision, he clearly saw that the moment Lu Wensheng broke the neck of the local tyrant, the life of that tyrant was gone like a dead dog.

Even his pupils shrank violently turned white in just a few seconds.

All this happened too suddenly.

With just a movement of Lu Wensheng's hand, that aggressive tyrant was choked off his neck.

In this process, that guy could not react at all. There was not even instinctive resistance.

Even to death, the tyrant himself did not understand who he had provoked. 

Hu, hu!

On the streets of the Confucian Temple, the cold wind was constantly blowing.

After breaking the neck of that 'dog', Lu Wensheng's eyes were very indifferent, just looking at his body lightly, like a puddle of mud, slipping from his hands, and then fell to the ground, breathless.

Let the surrounding sounds be noisy.

Let those onlookers be full of fear. 

Lu Wensheng didn't care at all.

He just looked up slightly and glanced at Gongsun Bo who was standing next to him as the corners of his mouth moved, "This matter has nothing to do with you. If nothing happens, you'd better leave..."

With this final sentence, Lu Wensheng turned around and walked towards the Wensheng Antique Shop, leaving only a group of audiences looking at each other and talking endlessly.

...

Creak!

The door of the Wensheng Antique Shop closed again as Lu Wensheng already walked in.

However, the people in front of the door still did not disperse.

The terrestrial tyrant that fell on the ground with no movement was still on the ground, no one came up to check.

As for the other two punks who were in the chaos just now, none of them could be seen.

Inside the shop.

"Sir, what happened just now was a bit serious. In this era, killing is a very serious matter. I think it won't take long for this matter to spread."

When Lu Wensheng came in, he happened to see Ye Bei, who was standing in the middle of the lobby with his hands down.

Immediately, he bent over and said respectfully.

"No problem!"

But Ye Bei was very indifferent. His gaze just leisurely looked at the various antiquities in the shop.

The atmosphere was a little dull.

But Lu Wensheng was not quiet. He bent down again as the light in his eyes was constantly flashing, his emotions were indescribable.

"Sir, these hundreds of years, perhaps for you, are just a matter of seconds, but for me, it is a whole life. In this life, to be able to meet and do things for you is really the most glorious thing for me. In fact, in addition to collecting antiquities, over the years, I have also cultivated a lot of forces. If sir needs it, you can use them at any time." Lu Wensheng continued.

Ye Bei was silent.

His indifferent gaze, through the light in the lobby, was placed on a painting.

That was a brush painting.

The brushwork was elegant and gentle.

The background of the painting was a huge palace. 

The figure in the portrait was a figure in white.

"Sir, since this era has stabilized, I have never been out of the Confucian Temple again. I used the wealth I collected to rebuild this place and let those who are like mud survive a lot! Now, after thinking about it, I realized that, sir, you were right. The development of the times is really in line with the general trend, and everything will be reversed. When this country is rotten, it will naturally be reborn instead."

When he was young, he liked to talk and laugh and express his ideals.

With a wooden table, a bowl of rice wine, and three or two side dishes, he could talk about his ideals and aspirations with some friends endlessly without any worries.

But when he gradually got older, Lu Wensheng also started to talk less.

Before long, he became a cold person unknowingly. He liked to stay silent most of the time.

He regarded everything indifferently because he felt that he had experienced too much.

In this world, Ye Bei was the only one who could make Lu Wensheng become verbose.

"Sir, I used to think that longevity is the greatest gift from heaven, but gradually, I realized that I was wrong. I watched my relatives, close friends, and even my enemies die one by one. Familiar scenery becomes unfamiliar. This feeling is really too tormented. It is more uncomfortable than death."

In the lobby, Lu Wensheng's voice continued, though this time, it was unsteady.

Maybe he was lamenting about his life.

Maybe he was just reporting this to Ye Bei casually.

Maybe he was also complaining.

But Ye Bei did not interrupt this situation.

He quietly looked at the hidden objects in this antique shop, and quietly listened to Lu Wensheng.

Rustle!

The noise outside remained the same.

In the shop, it was not known how long it took. When Lu Wensheng said a lot and was silent for a few seconds, Ye Bei said faintly, "I already know all this!"

It became silent in an instant after this sentence dropped.

Lu Wensheng looked at Ye Bei's back and didn't know what to say for a while.

Yes!

Perhaps for ordinary people, they were already very old and had seen so many things.

But facing this seemingly young youth before him, Lu Wensheng was still very young.

"Sir, in addition to these collected antiques, there are many more. I know its location but have not been able to get it. Their power is relatively large. Even I don't dare to mess around."

So, after a long time, Lu Wensheng spoke again.

"Boom!"

But as Lu Wensheng just said this, in the direction of the door, there was a loud bang.