90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 171: Heaven's Secret

The sky was getting darker.

Perhaps some parts of this city were still noisy and lively.

But here on Fortune-telling Street, it was deserted.

The man with the fake beard slowly said, "Xuanji, do you remember his appearance?"

"I forgot." Li Xuanji answered truthfully.

The bearded man frowned slightly, "At the beginning, we were ordered by Master to set up a stall here for ten years, saying that we would wait for someone to give an answer. Could it be him? Just now, I also looked at the Heaven's Secret, and saw his pictures, but they were all hazy."

"It should be him." Li Xuanji nodded seriously.

The bearded man tilted his head slightly, "Nothing else to say?"

"I am familiar with ancient Chinese divination trading, divination, reading fortunes, and I am also familiar with the I Ching, and over the years, I have seen too many people, but I have never seen any person like him. He is absolutely an extraordinary person!" Li Xuanji gritted his teeth.

The bearded man moved his mouth, "Extraordinary?"

"Well, his face is too unique. On the surface alone, it looks completely different from a mortal. If you look carefully, you will find that his eyes are like stars, and every detail on his face is the most delicate, perfect, and impenetrable. He is picky and has the appearance of an emperor, and he is not an ordinary emperor, but the emperor who is in charge of the world and everything." Li Xuanji took a deep breath, although he had forgotten the appearance of Ye Bei, he could still recall some facial features.

The bearded man thought of something, "Do you remember what the Master said?"

"Of course I remember!" Li Xuanji nodded.

The bearded man continued, "If we see that person and get the result, we must return immediately and report to the Master!"

"Then, should go back now?" Li Xuanji asked.

The bearded man, "We have been here for more than ten years on the Fortune-Telling Street, just waiting for this, so of course, we will go back."

"Okay!" Li Xuanji agreed.josei

After that, Li Xuanji took off the sunglasses and tore off the white wig on his head. The cheeks that were originally full of gullies recovered their rosiness in a short time, and all the wrinkles disappeared.

The bearded man also cleaned his cheeks.

Three minutes later...

In front of Fortune-Telling Street, two imposing middle-aged men straightened their waists and walked quickly.

...

The rising sun was another day.

The alley, outside the courtyard.

Ye Bei stood with his hands clasped behind his back in white clothes.

In front of the courtyard, there were still two soldiers standing with their guns in their arms. They were obviously not the two people from yesterday, so when they looked at Ye Bei, their faces were a bit unkind.

"Hey, you are not allowed to stay here. If it's possible, look elsewhere." One of the soldiers spoke with a loud and strong voice.

Another soldier immediately took the call and dipped, "Quickly leave."

Ye Bei was silent.

Creak!

After a few seconds, the door of the courtyard slowly opened.

No one stood at the door, but when the two soldiers saw this, they were slightly startled.

Ye Bei stepped forward and walked towards the courtyard in front of the two of them...

Creak!

When Ye Bei stepped into the inner side, there was another creak, and the door closed automatically.

The two soldiers looked dumbfounded, but soon they continued to stick to their posts again, not daring to say more.

In the courtyard, the soft sunlight cast on the herb field.

Many plants had dazzling flowers. 

The fragrance in the air became clearer.

"Did you meet your deceased yesterday?" Mr. Hua was still sitting on the bedding. This time, he did not pound the medicine. Instead, he held a small water scoop. There was no bucket next to it, but the water in the water scoop was always full. 

As he spoke, he carefully watered one of the plants.

Ye Bei watched quietly.

After a long time, he said softly, "Actually, you are also an old friend."

"Yes, we've seen each other more often, so I'm naturally an old friend!" Mr. Hua nodded with a slight sigh.

"Yeah." Ye Bei's expression was indifferent, but he hummed slightly.

Mr. Hua was still watering the water. The water seemed to be inexhaustible, and after a while, he said again, "I am just a doctor, and what I can treat is also this worldly disease."

"I'm going to settle in Hebei for a while, help me find a store." Ye Bei suddenly said.

Mr. Hua stopped his hand.

The water in the scoop dried up instantly, looking empty.

He randomly placed the water scoop on the medicine field and he wiped his hands clean on a piece of cloth...

Then he took out a small red notebook from his pocket, "You, this person, are also very strange. You can easily get anything you want. The whole world is about to become yours, but you have to come to me for a store! Superfluous!"

Although he said that, Mr. Hua still stretched out his hand and handed the red book to Ye Bei.

"Why don't you make this extra effort?" Ye Bei took the little red notebook, and the moment touched it, the notebook disappeared out of thin air.

Mr. Hua stood up. He was not surprised by some of Ye Bei's methods. Instead, he continued to say, "The location is next to Peking University. There is a bookstore over there. It has been closed for a long time, but there are a lot of books. You should be interested in it, and maybe you can find some answers you want."

"I know." Ye Bei replied casually, then turned around decisively, and walked out of the courtyard.

Creak!

When he turned around, the door of the courtyard opened automatically.

When he stepped out of that threshold...

The door of the courtyard closed automatically again.

Hu, hu!

A breeze blew by, and the fresh fragrance continued to spread in the courtyard medicine field.

Mr. Hua sat back on the bedding again, holding a scoop in one hand, and scanning the empty courtyard with his eyes.

His eyes unknowingly became cloudy.

Several of his hair, which was originally sparse, had fallen off.

Even his teeth fell so that only one or two remained.

When sitting there, there was no temperament in his body as if he really was a dying layman, occasionally sparrows flew in the sky, and the old man and the scene in this courtyard quietly merged into one. It didn't seem abrupt at all.

...

Another day passed.

On this day, near the exit of Peking University, a bookstore that had been closed quietly opened.

No one came to congratulate.

There was no publicity and there was not even a signboard at the door...

It was just that the door that had been closed all the year-round suddenly opened ajar today.

The bookstore was small, only more than 20 square meters. 

Inside the store, there were two bookshelves and a small table.

The bookshelves were full of books.

In front of the table, there stood a young man in a white shirt, his complexion was simply indifferent.

On the table, there was a blank paper. 

The young man picked up a brush, stained it with black ink. His brush was vigorous, flicked the white paper, his wrist moved slightly, and soon, three large characters appeared on the white paper, "Heaven's Secret Pavilion."

When these three words appeared, the entire bookstore was enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere.

It seemed that there was really a secret of heaven inside.

Bang, bang...

And just after these three words were formed, outside the bookstore, there was a knock on the door.