90,000 Years of Longevity

The sky gradually darkened, and occasionally a cold wind blew.

This street was a pedestrian street without any motor vehicles passing...

The crowd was increasing.

The voice of the discussion was also full in this atmosphere.

"He looks too young; he must be a liar!" Someone frowned and said angrily.

Someone also barked after, "I was almost fooled by him, damn... so it was just acting."

"I think the fortune-telling masters around are reliable. This young man is deliberately promoting himself, right?" Someone had a serious guess.

These sounds were very noisy.

However, these voices could not have any influence on Ye Bei at all.

Since setting up the stall, Ye Bei didn't move half a step. His dark eyes had a deeper understanding. To him, the people around him seemed to be nonexistent.

He was too detached.

He just listened and watched quietly.

For a long time, when the surrounding sounds became more chaotic, he slowly swept his eyes across the crowd, opened his mouth, and his voice was faint as if he was muttering to himself, "True or false, believe it or not, lies in oneself."

This sentence was not loud.

However, even though the surroundings were very noisy, everyone could still hear very clearly.

The blind man who took off his sunglasses was very angry. In his opinion, the 5888 business was originally his own but was robbed. At this moment, he took a step forward unceremoniously and started taunting, "Oh, boy, you are still pretending. Fortune-telling is systematic learning. If you really have the ability, do you dare to make compete with me?"

"He obviously came out to deceive people on purpose, so he will be revealed with just a match, right?" The master with the beard on his mouth tore off his beard, then the old appearance of this guy just now became more than twenty years younger in an instant. And now, he looked like a middle-aged man.

But the images of these two people were all ignored by the crowds.

"Yes, a real deal or a fake will be revealed with just a match."

"If you are real, I will definitely ask you for fortune-telling today, no matter how much money you demand."

"Boy, dare you?"

The eyes of the passers-by were bright, and they started to join in the fun.

Of course, among the crowd, there were some people who were still smarter.

A gray-haired old man standing at the back frowned. When he looked at Ye Bei, he muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid this young man is really a true master. From the beginning until now, he has been too calm. This kind of psychological quality, this kind of temperament, even some people who have been in a high position for a long time may not be able to have it."

"Old man, you must be wrong. I think that guy was scared stupid instead."

However, after the voice fell, and someone next to him smiled.

"Perhaps!" The old man shook his head slightly, and did not argue, with his hands behind his back, his body slightly bent through the gaps in the crowd, "What is right or wrong, time will decide."

As the old man finished speaking, Ye Bei's faint voice came out again, "Oh! How do you want to compete?" There were no waves in this voice.

Ye Bei didn't care about these people in front of him.

The reason for agreeing was just because of a whim, wanting to slowly blend into this world and experience more of the world instead.

"Of course it's cost-effective fortune-telling. With so many passers-by at the scene, just find a few, and we will calculate their fortunes them separately. Whoever counts accurately will win. The final result will be judged by those passers-by." The blind man said with great confidence.

Ye Bei kept silent and pondered a bit.

Then, he said, "Today, I only calculate 3 people's fortunes, and there are still 2 left. Each is 5888 Yuan. If you have no money, then I won't accompany you."

Huh?

Many people were taken aback.

"Do you still want money at this time?" Someone bulged his eyes and growled.

Another sarcastic voice also sounded after, "It's just a cover to ask for money. I think he is simply scared..."

"If you don't dare to compete, don't act like a pretentious prick." The master who tore off the fake beard had a deep voice and great momentum.

Ye Bei stood still, not moving.

These sounds couldn't reach his ears...

As for the blind man, after seeing that Ye Bei was indifferent, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Okay, 5888, then 5888. But if you lose by then, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this Fortune-Telling Street."

"What if you lose?" Ye Bei said lightly, his interest slightly increased.

The Blind Master paused, and then he said domineeringly, "How could I lose? In this whole fortune-telling street, who doesn't know me? Don't talk nonsense anymore, start now!"

When those onlookers heard this, many of them volunteered.

"Me, choose me."

"I would like to participate..."

"Let me, if it's right, then the 5888 will be paid from my own pocket."

However, just when they were vying to seize the opportunity, Ye Bei calmly looked at the so-called blind mystery and said calmly, "You don't need to find passers-by, just calculate mine."

"What?" The Blind Master froze for a moment.

Calculate for this guy?

Where did the courage of this guy come from?

At that time, as long as he denied that what he said was wrong, he would undoubtedly lose.

Soon, after confirming that it was indeed what Ye Bei said, after the mysterious reaction, he did not hesitate at all, "Okay, let me do it first."

"I collect the fee first, then calculate the fortune after." Ye Bei said.

The Blind Master flipped through his pockets. Then his complexion was red and white, looking for the fortune-telling masters around him who hadn't left and pieced together, finally made up 5888 Yuan.

He pinched his nose and handed the money to Ye Bei.

"I'll give you the calculation first..." After seeing Ye Bei taking the money, the Blind Master took the initiative to speak.

"Good." Ye Bei's voice remained the same.

Without hesitation, in front of everyone, he put on his sunglasses again, and then looked at Ye Bei's face seriously.

One second…

Ten seconds...

Twenty seconds…

Time passed quickly.

The crowd around became very quiet.

Everyone was waiting for the answer.

But the Blind Master at this moment was completely in another situation.

There was a constant cold sweat on his forehead.

Under the sunglasses, his eyeballs almost burst out.

His heart was shocked to the extreme.

In the industry of fortune-telling, there was a deep taboo among peers. Without special circumstances, no one was willing to look at the secrets of the peers, because it was likely to be entangled with cause and effect. Before, he only doubted Ye Bei and questioned the identity of Ye Bei's fortune-telling master, and didn't even look at him carefully.

Now he was more and more frightened as he watched.

The more he looked at it, the more incredible it became.

A minute later, the Blind Master exclaimed, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Why, is there an answer?"

Just when the Blind Master was horrified, Ye Bei, who was extremely indifferent, spoke softly.