90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 311: Surrender

"Sir, I just want to follow you." In the lobby, the voice of Ying Tian reverberated slightly before it disappeared.

Lu Wensheng who stood on the side looked at Ying Tian deeply which also faintly carried a bit of nostalgia.

Late Qing Dynasty.

"Sir, I just want to follow you."

On a street full of broken walls, a boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, knelt on the ground and said to another boy in a white dress.

What a familiar scene…

Unfortunately, time was too rushing.

Before he knew it, Lu Wensheng was already very old. Not to mention that he only had three days to live.

This guy was still very young. Therefore, his future was also full of infinite possibilities.

Outside the shop, the heavy rain turned into torrential rain.

In the shop, Ye Bei looked at Ying Tian with a leisurely look.

It looked like Ying Tian was only in his twenties.

His clothes were a bit shabby, but it was very clean and spotless.

From this point, it was enough to see that Ying Tian was very careful on weekdays and had very high demands on himself.

Besides that, his face was like a sword.

His eyes looked gleaming.

Although still young, his body also faintly exuded a powerful aura, making people afraid to approach him at random.

When Ye Bei was watching, before he knew it, he thought of another person deep in his memory.

The man who created an era and left countless legends was just like the current Ying Tian...

That person was also kneeling in front of him, requesting to follow him.

"Is this decision yours or your ancestors'?" Soon, Ye Bei's thoughts withdrawn again. He looked at Ying Tian and spoke softly.

Ying Tian didn't think much about it, and continued, "Originally, my ancestors asked me to follow sir after meeting sir! Before, I thought that if I saw a stranger, it would be too embarrassing to talk about following. And I don't need to rely on other people's guidance in my life, I only need to hand things over to you, but just now, I changed my mind. I think that only by following you will my future life be better, more valuable, and more exciting."

These were all real thoughts of Ying Tian.

When facing Ye Bei, he understood that any falsification was meaningless. So it was better to say it directly.

"I'm used to being alone." After hearing Ying Tian's words, Ye Bei nodded slightly and said calmly.

Ying Tian who still knelt on the ground was not disappointed by this answer, "It's okay, sir, I will just follow sir from behind and do things for sir. If sir needs me, just call me at any time. If sir wants to go somewhere alone, I will definitely not follow sir rashly."

Ye Bei nodded again. Those deep eyes were slightly placed on Ying Tian.

"You can." After a few seconds, Ye Bei spoke.

But these two simple words were not different from a pie falling from the heaven to him.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..." His mouth kept chirping like a happy little bird.

Being able to follow Ye Bei – the unpredictable young man in front of him, Ying Tian knew that this was definitely the time when his destiny changed for good.

Maybe one day, he would be able to stay like Emperor Qin forever.

"Get up." Then Ye Bei looked away from Ying Tian and continued to look around in the antique shop.

With this, Ying Tian didn't dare to hesitate to stand up from the ground with a crash. Then respectfully stepped aside and kept silent.

Time passed quickly.

The shop was very quiet.

Only the continuous sound of thunder and rain outside could be heard.

Ye Bei stood in front of the shelf.

When he looked at those antiques, hey movements were very slow. Although his expression was very indifferent from beginning to end, deep in his eyes, some memories still appeared from time to time.

People in this era collect antiques, most of which were kept for later appreciation.

But Ye Bei was different.

He was looking at memories... the memories of the past that disappeared in the long river of time.

Regarding many real antiquities in this shop, Ye Bei could remember their origins.

Perhaps some things had been forgotten in the long river, but when he saw it again, Ye Bei would remember it again.

This feeling was very strange.

Just like a person who had entered old age, at the end of the years, re-saw his childhood, saw his most beloved toy again, saw his favorite place again...

Lost in thought, some pictures appeared like a revolving lantern.

Ye Bei was indeed very extraordinary, in his concept, there was no concept of time at all.

He was just alive.

He had forgotten even how many years he has lived.

But in these never-ending years, such things as antiquities could still arouse Ye Bei's thoughts a little bit and let him slowly miss it.

...

The antique shop was very quiet.

But on the street of Confucian Temple was gradually becoming lively again at this moment.josei

"Faster, faster…"

"Are you all under-fed? I can walk so fast even with my umbrella, can you walk faster?"

Holding an umbrella, Dai Jianming walked quickly to the forefront, shouting constantly even making a few low roars from time to time

The group of people in uniforms who followed him directly exposed their bodies to the majestic rain.

Because of going forward a little too fast, rain fell directly into their eyes from time to time.

And since they could only reach out to wipe, it directly caused their speed to slow down.

But when facing Dai Jianming's scolding, these people dared not make any comments.

"Yes, Chief."

"I have been taught by the Chief."

Not only did they fail to comment, but even many people in uniforms flattered Dai Jianming while wiping the rain off their faces.

At last, ten minutes later, this group of people came to the door of Wensheng Antique Shop.

Then one by one was stunned on the spot.

Dai Jianming who standing in front was the most stunned here.

The heavy rain still continued, the doorway looked very messy.

There were even some shoes scattered everywhere.

At the door, there were nine bodies lying.

Although there was heavy rain washing, scarlet blood still remained on the wall.

There was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

The door of the Vincent Antique Shop was even more open. The shelves inside were empty.

One second…

Two seconds...

Ten seconds…

After ten seconds passed, Dai Jianming, who was holding an umbrella, reacted.

The umbrella in his hand fell to the ground with a crash. At the same time, he took out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the Wensheng Antique Shop.

With that, he roared, "The people inside listen to me! Immediately come out and surrender."