90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 93: Present

On the street, a small car sprinted past.

There were two people sitting in the back of the car.

They were Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong.

Both of them were in suits and leather shoes, but they looked different.

"Dad, yesterday evening, there was a major event at the Peaceful Restaurant. The core members of the archaeological team were all mentally troubled when they were discovered. The money we put in their accounts was also returned." Wu Fansheng whispered.

"I know this. When the meeting was held yesterday, it was already spread. The bodyguards of the archaeological team evaporated from this ancient town overnight without seeing any of their traces." Wu Yuandong took a deep breath.

Wu Fansheng hesitated for a few seconds, and his chest fell together: "Dad, this matter is very similar to the Zhao Family in Q City, do you think it is possible that..."

"Shut up!" Wu Yuandong dipped roughly.

Wu Fansheng furrowed his brows slightly, "In the Q City, I said it many times, but you never listened to it. Dad, now I just said it casually and you let me shut up! Isn't this too unfair?"

"Then what do you want to say?" Wu Yuandong rolled his eyes.

Wu Fansheng grinned, "During the family meeting, after those guys knew the accident in the Ancient Town, they all reacted very quickly. They didn't even look for our troubles. If he did this thing, it would be terrible."

"Isn't this nonsense? Be able control this entire Ancient Town in an instant, quietly emptying a whole street, clearing a whole restaurant, other than him, who else could do this?" Wu Yuandong swallowed his saliva.

Wu Fansheng's eyes lit up, "Yes, at least our choice is very correct, I hope he is still there!"

"Yeah!" Wu Yuandong nodded.

The speed of this car had accelerated again.

...

Gallery, inner courtyard.

Wang Gu got up early in the morning.

Holding a shovel in both hands, he dug vigorously under the ancient willow tree in the inner courtyard, beside him, there was also a rectangular wooden sign and several shabby gray cloth gowns.

Two lines of words were carved with a sharp blade on the wooden sign.

There were still some stitched marks on the cloth.

The air in the morning was slightly cool, although Wang Gu was only wearing a blouse, his body was still drenched with sweat.

After a long time, under the willow tree, a small pit about one meter deep was dug. Wang Gu stopped his movements, then he put the shovel aside, and found a basin of clean water and a clean towel.

After that, he cleaned off all the sweat and dirt in his hand with it.

After doing this, he put the cloth neatly into the dirt pit, inserted the wooden sign, and covered it with the loess with his hands... the whole movement was extremely slow, but extremely detailed.

When the loess was fully restored, the wooden sign was surrounded by catkins, looking lonely but brilliant.

"Finally done!" Wang Gu clapped his hands, said something softly in his mouth, and then turned around, staggering towards the gallery lobby.

Gallery, in the lobby.

Ye Bei sat quietly without any expression.

After seeing Wang Gu, Ye Bei said softly, "Is it done?"

Wang Gu bowed his head with a respectful expression, "Old Master, it has been handled properly."

"Okay." Ye Bei nodded, "I'm almost too!"

After Wang Gu heard this, his body trembled slightly, "Old Master, have you seen the person in the painting?"

"She is no longer the ancient town." Ye Bei shook his head.

Wang Gu hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a low voice, "Then, Old Master, are you still waiting for her in the Ancient Street?"

"No, if we are fated, we will definitely see each other again." Ye Bei replied, the appearance of the person in the painting, in fact, every reincarnation was changing. The reason why Ye Bei asked Wang Xiu to paint her was just based on the perfection in his heart. 

After listening to Ye Bei, Wang Gu was silent for a long time and was about to speak again.

Ye Bei's voice came from faintly, "Wang Gu, you go to open the door, what you have to do has already come."

"Yes, sir!" Wang Gu didn't have any suspicion, he simply turned around, walked towards the ancient door in the lobby, and stretched out his hand to open it.

The morning sun was shining, and strands were scattered in this gallery. All the paintings hanging on the walls had been removed. The walls were full of marks, but they were more primitive and simple.

Ye Bei sat at the table, and when the door opened, a black car was slowly stopping.

"Master, who are they?" Wang Gu asked suspiciously when he saw the car.

Ye Bei's eyes were faint, "The one who sent the stuff."

"Wu Family?" Wang Gu guessed immediately after listening.

"Yeah." Ye Bei's voice was light.

Soon, the door of the small car in front of the door opened, and two men in suits walked out of the car.

Seeing Wang Gu at the entrance of the gallery, they bent their bodies a bit.

But through the gap, after seeing Ye Bei sitting at the lobby table, their faces were filled with joy.

"Sir, I am here. I have sorted out all the antiques you took at the Peaceful Restaurant yesterday and brought them with me. I will bring them to you now." The person who spoke was Wu Fansheng, with the scar on his forehead still there. When talking, he and his father quickly opened the trunk of the car, and then carefully took out pieces of antiques from it and placed them at the entrance of the gallery.

Wang Gu also welcomed them, then he crouched and started to transport the antiques to the gallery lobby.

Ten minutes later.

In the lobby, Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong stood in it respectfully, bowing their heads.

"Sir, the bodyguards of the auction team, all have left the ancient town yesterday, I don't know where they went! As for the seven archaeologists, it is estimated that they were stimulated by some reason and all entered the hospital. We just got this news, it is said that they have mental illnesses." Wu Yuandong took the initiative to speak, and when he said this, the corner of his eye kept sweeping towards Ye Bei.

"Yeah." Ye Bei gave a slight nod.

"Sir, these antiques cost 1.3 billion. Because the archaeological team had an accident, they did not get the money, but after we moved these money, it caused dissatisfaction on the family side... I and Fansheng..." Wu Yuandong hesitated to continue.

"Dad, don't talk about these things! As long as sir is satisfied with these antiques is enough." On the side, Wu Fansheng interrupted and looked at Ye Bei respectfully when he heard this. Although he said that, he did not mean to turn around immediately and leave here at all.

The performance of these two people was quite interesting.

Ye Bei gazed at them.

When the lobby became quiet, he said, "You can keep those antiques. Since you are here today, I happen to have something to leave for you!"

"Sir, if you have anything to do, please leave it to us. Even if you let me die, I won't hesitate." Wu Fansheng hurriedly replied, feeling overjoyed. He knew whether he could take his father to stand up in Wu's house or not was up to his performance on this very day.

"In the inner courtyard of the gallery, there are some calligraphy and paintings on bamboo slips. Those are the authentic works of Wang Xiu. After some time, you and Wang Gu will auction those things out." Ye Bei said softly.

He did not choose to renew Wang Xiu's life. Those bamboo slips, calligraphy, and paintings, could be regarded as another destiny for Wang Xiu, letting him become famous through ages, this was also a kind of longevity, right?

In the lobby, when Wang Gu heard this, he bent over, his eyes trembling slightly, and walked quickly toward the backyard door.

He opened the door and saw the neatly arranged bamboo slips and calligraphy and paintings around the wooden sign. His eyes were suddenly covered with mist. Only at this moment that he began to understand the meaning of the fourteen characters engraved on the wooden sign.