90,000 Years of Longevity

Egypt, in the mysterious manor.

An old man in a white robe sat on an ancient throne, holding a silver-white scepter in both hands, with gray hair.

After dozens of hours, a dim light flashed on that scepter with a unique rhythm.

When the old man saw this, his eyes gradually lit up.

In front of him, a middle-aged man was kneeling on one knee, with a respectful look.

After the flickering light disappeared, the old man in the white robe slowly spoke, breaking the silence with a deep voice, "The Ancestor has sent back the news. Confirmation is complete. This time, we can start all our plans." 

When the man on one knee listened, a touch of madness appeared in his eyes, but his voice was a little puzzled, and whispered, "In fact, we could move when we were in the Ancient Town. And the Kunlun Mountain and the Zhao Family incidents have already been confirmed. There is no need to waste such a long time."

"How can you figure out the layout and the mind of the Ancestor? And remember that the person we're going to deal with this time is definitely not that simple."

The old man's eyes stared and his voice was indifferent.

The middle-aged man nodded. After thinking of some things that happened in China, his body felt a chill slightly. On the surface, he seemed to be still relaxed and replied, "Yes."

"Well, go back." The white-robed old man shook the silver scepter he was holding firmly, "Mark my words, no mistakes are allowed."

The middle-aged man's emotions broke out a little, "Yes, Your Excellency Patriarch, please don't worry. Our clan has waited for so many years. We have planted countless forces in this world long ago. In order to wait for this day, countless clansmen have all transformed into skeletons, this time, we will definitely succeed."

"Yes, in our generation, we will finally witness miracles. Ralph and the archeological team are just a chess piece, even the whole Wu Family. This time, once we take action, there's no way of retreating back, no matter how great the price is, we will have to complete it. I hope the Qiao Family can delay some time for us." The white-robed old man's voice was somewhat icy.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured."

Then the middle-aged man no longer hesitated as he exited the manor after a final bow.

Although it was night, in the following time, the whole of Egypt became unstable. This night, a mysterious force was quietly gathering, and then spreading towards the whole world with Egypt as the center point.

...

In the ancient yard, Ye Bei waited quietly.

Khufu slowly returned back from the kitchen less than ten minutes later. There was a bit of regret in those deep eyes, "Master, I was in a rush this time and I found out that there is no material in the kitchen. I'm afraid I can't cook anything for you today."

Ye Bei's expression was casual, "It's fine, I have tasted it. Moreover, in fact, my taste has quietly changed over the years."

"Yeah." Hu Fu said softly, "Then, I'm relieved."

Ye Bei said nothing.

Khufu thought for a few seconds and then thought of something, "Master, I remember that there is a bottle of wine hidden in this lobby, with a history of thousands of years. How about I bring it for you?"

"Good." Ye Bei replied lightly.

Khufu turned and walked towards the lobby.

He had only been here for seven days, but he was very familiar with the pattern here.

When he walked into the lobby...

The soft sunlight from the sky also happened to fall in the lobby, illuminating the inside extremely brightly.

Ye Bei was also observing over quietly.

The layout inside was not much different from when he left decades ago.

On the wall facing the big wooden door, it hung an original picture of "the Picture of the Ode of the River Goddess". The figures on it were well arranged as if they alternated, overlapped, and exchanged naturally in different time and space. In the depiction of those mountains and rivers, there were all kinds of spatial beauty. 

On both sides of this lobby, two rows of wooden frames were erected.

The wooden frame was made of the highest quality camphor wood, which was carefully crafted and extremely beautiful. If some wood art lovers saw this wooden frame, they would definitely be heartbroken and cry out for waste.

Earth-colored jars were placed on the wooden shelves on both sides.

Each one was exactly the same as the one that Ye Bei had broken in the antique shop in the Ancient Street. 

The only thing that was somewhat inconsistent was that there were 18 earthen jars on one side, but only 15 on the other side.

After Khufu walked into the lobby, he walked to the rear of "the Picture of the Ode of the River Goddess", opened it, and a hidden grid appeared. He opened the hidden grid smoothly, a small circle at the bottom, a thick belly, and a large neck. The ancient sealed earthen jar containing liquid appeared in it.

Khufu then put the golden cane aside and picked up the clay pot with both hands.

The clay pot was not very big. However, when he held it even with both hands, he still felt heavy.

If it hadn't been for the white robe to cover all of his body, at this moment, it would reveal his sweaty face.

"Master, here comes the wine."

After moving the earthen jar to the table that made of vines, Khufu respectfully said. Then he turned around and went to the lobby to take the cane. Although the earthen jar was sealed, the whole yard was quickly occupied by a refreshing fragrance. 

"Wine is a superb wine, but what a pity!" Ye Bei watched Khufu turn around, and then stood up from the seat, speaking softly.

When he said this, the pair of wooden sculptures brought back from the Ancient Street appeared again.

"Master, what are you…"

Khufu returned and saw Ye Bei getting up, holding the wooden sculptures, and walking towards the withered peach tree in the courtyard, his voice was a little confused.

Ye Bei did not answer.

He raised slightly...

The withered peach tree instantly turned into ashes and disappeared from the place.

Instead, a small hole more than one-meter-deep was left on the ground. The next moment, Ye Bei directly took out a wooden sculpture and threw it in. The small hole was immediately filled back in.

After doing this, Ye Bei did not stop, but turned around and walked towards the other side of the compound.

When he walked to a position that was exactly symmetrical to the one just now, another small hole appeared, and he buried another wooden sculpture in it.

Khufu looked puzzled.

After Ye Bei finished processing the two wood carvings, he said, "Khufu, pour this wine in the place where the wooden sculptures were buried just now."

"Yes, Master." Khufu nodded, wondering what Ye Bei was selling, but he still did what Ye Bei wanted.

He picked up the clay pot and carefully poured the fragrant wine inside into the place designated by Ye Bei. 

When all the wine was poured, Khufu put the empty clay pot aside.

Just as Khufu was about to ask again...

Puff!

Puff!

Two clear sounds appeared in this yard.

Huh!

Khufu paused for a while, then he looked in the direction that the sound came from. In those old eyes, a lot of surprises and shocks gradually appeared.