90,000 Years of Longevity

Hebei Province, Lin Family.

In an elegantly decorated hall, there was a long table with two people sitting at the table.

An old man with white hair.

A teenager who looked weak.

The old man was the head of the Lin Family, Lin Jiren; the young man was Lin Zihao who had just returned from the alley.

Except for the two of them, in the corner of the hall, there was a servant in his fifties with a wrinkled face in a black suit. He was carefully frying the herbs that Lin Zihao brought back from Mr. Hua.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted continuously in this hall.

After a long time…

Lin Jiren, who was sitting on the main seat, spoke, "Did you meet Mr. Hua yesterday?"

"Yes, Patriarch." Lin Zihao replied in a respectful voice.

Lin Jiren thought for a few seconds, and continued, "What do you think of him?"

Lin Zihao paused and began thinking. After a few seconds, he answered one word, "Unfathomable!"

"Yeah, it's unfathomable. It is because of him that we, the Lin Family have today. Zihao, the entire Lin Family in the future will have you to look after. But in the future, I am afraid that Mr. Hua will never help the Lin Family again." Lin Jiren Sighed.

Lin Zihao frowned slightly, and then seriously said, "Patriarch, although that person is unfathomable, he is just an old man living in seclusion. For so many years, I haven't seen him come out. But our Lin Family is different. We have been standing here a hundred years, and even participated in the War of Resistance. But what can he help?"

"This kind of thing will never be talked about in the future! Zihao, you are still too young. In this world, what you see is only part of it. At the same time, there is no shortage of strange people in this world. Kunlun Mountain Old Immortal, Mr. Hua, they are all among those strange people." Lin Jiren looked startled, and his voice was even more serious.

"Yes, Patriarch!" Lin Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pale cheeks were unpredictable.

"Mr. Hua, Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain... Even if you are more awesome than this, so what about it? What era is it now, it's the age of science and technology, weapons are king! When my illness is cured, I will let you know that only by doing things for me can you live well in this world." Lin Zihao's heart was full of pride as he whispered to himself.

But on the surface, there was not much change.

"Zihao, you have to know that some people can't be touch, even the entire China can't afford to offend them." Lin Jiren seemed to see something and said in a chilly voice.

Lin Zihao's expression was still calm, "Patriarch, I just thought of another thing. When I visited Mr. Hua, in the courtyard, I saw another young man in a white shirt."

"Oh?" Lin Jiren became curious. From Lin Zihao's gaze, he made sure that he was not lying.

Lin Zihao continued, "He seems to be only about 17 or 18 years old. He has a very unique temperament. I have seen his face clearly, but I don't know what happened now, I can't remember his appearance at all." Speaking till here, Lin Zihao frowned slightly. 

Lin Jiren became serious again, "Zihao, tell me carefully, it's definitely not simple to be able to appear in Mr. Hua's courtyard."

...

Fortune-Telling Street.

It was getting close to dusk, and most of the fortune tellers left one after another.

But in such an environment, a middle-aged aunt pulled a 17-year-old girl and walked all the way arguing.

"The fortune-teller here is very accurate!" The middle-aged aunt dragged the girl's arm, almost dragging her along.

The girl's face was flushed, her hair was a little messy, and her voice was a little bit pitiful, "Mom, what are you thinking about? I have said it already, I don't want to come to such a place, they are clearly liars."

These words instantly angered many masters who were about to leave.

"Little girl, you can eat the wrong snacks, but you can't talk nonsense. Remember, there are always gods above your head, if you offend them, you will have the chance to suffer cause and effect." A fortune-teller frowned slightly said to the girl.

There was also a fortune teller who thought that this was a business, and he opened his mouth with a deep face, "Girl, I think you are flushed and irritable, and you must be entangled by premature love. For only one yuan, this poor Taoist will give you some advice."

"In the entire Hebei, who doesn't know the Fortune-Telling Street? Little lass, if you have a heart of awe, regarding your troubles, as long as you come to me, I promise to solve all your troubles, any secret will be revealed to you." Another master also started boasting.

"Sorry, masters, my daughter didn't mean it. She is too young to understand. Please don't take offense, masters." While pulling the girl, the middle-aged aunt politely apologized to the masters.

However, just after the voice of apology was said, the girl scolded again, "What kind of shit fortune-telling masters? It's okay to fool some old people, but you think you can easily fool me too? If you can really fortune-telling, then why are you still here?"

This was the end.

Many fortune-tellers were beginning to blush as the veins on their necks bulged.

This fortune-telling street was the representative place of Hebei metaphysics. No matter who came here, they would be a little awe, even if they didn't believe it, they wouldn't be so disrespectful. It turned out to be good today, a little girl actually dared to directly curse in the street.

"Hey, speak carefully."

"Fortune-telling is also known as science. This knowledge has a long history and is profound and vast. How can a little brat like you dare to criticize it?"

"Yes, now, if you ask me to fortune-telling for you, I won't do it."

"Such a loose tongue, such a loose tongue. Tsk tsk, there will be catastrophes in the future, if you regret it now, but there is still time."

Those fortune-telling masters blushed red like a monkey's butt, but when they said these words, they appeared to be heartbroken instead.

This voice made the middle-aged aunt pale with fright.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are really hidden masters here. I heard Aunt Wang next door said that there is a fortune-telling master who is very accurate and can definitely solve your problem." The aunt gritted her teeth and increased her strength.

Before she knew it, she had already pulled the girl to the side of Ye Bei. 

The girl was taken aback when she saw Ye Bei. 

But the middle-aged aunt looked at the "blind master" who was holding sunglasses and was about to leave instead. 

"Master, please do the calculations for my daughter... I am willing to give you however much money you want." The aunt pulled the blind man as if she had encountered a savior and pleaded. 

The blind man naturally settled down.

Through the sunglasses, he glanced at the little girl, his voice was neither salty nor weak, "Excuse me, lady, fortune-telling depends on the secrets of heaven. If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't. If your daughter doesn't believe it, why bother calling me?" When he said this, he raised his head slightly, acting like a master who had seen everything in this world.

But the girl didn't care about him at all.

She just focused on Ye Bei...

Her voice gradually returned to normal, "Mom, it's okay, but I don't like the blind man. I want to find this gentleman to do it for me. If it's not for him, no matter how you push me today, I won't agree. Maybe I will even kick the fortune-teller booth you chose...''

When these words fell, the eyes of many fortune-tellers suddenly fell on the uncaring Ye Bei.