I created the Longevity Club

Lu Li was dressed in a black silk robe, metal round-framed glasses, and black mille-soled handmade cloth shoes…

He walked leisurely in the classical corridor of the Zhang family.

Lu Li was in a somewhat happy mood at the moment.

He is now walking not in modern society, but in the Republican period a hundred years ago…

This side of the sky, the sky of the Republic of China!

It is the summer of the Republic of China, Lu Li feels through the body surface, guessing that the temperature is about 312 degrees…

The air is fresh, without the smell of the city’s heavy traffic.

……

Thinking about it, Lu Li’s footsteps stopped in front of the main house.

In the house, there are maids with basins and basins that keep coming in and out.

Riku walked into the house…

In the main house, the front is the hall, the back is the room, and the middle is separated by a ‘wall’…

Passing through the hall house, Lu Li saw the classical shelf bed in the room, with a top shelf on the bed, a pillar at the four corners, exquisite carvings everywhere, and saw that the four sides of the bed had relief carvings of tigers and dragons…

Above the tooth plate, the practice of high girdle is adopted, divided into several cells with low columns, and the middle is inlaid with an annuation ring plate, embossed birds and beasts, flowers…

Such a shelf bed, if in modern times, is worth millions.

On the bed, Lu Li’s target ‘Zhang Jian’ was like a gossamer, lying down.

Zhang Jian, whose left arm was gently held by a doctor who looked like ‘Langzhong’…

Next to Lang Zhong was Zhang Jian’s only twenty-eight-year-old son, Zhang Xiaoruo, and several nephews of 703, in addition, there was only one maid left, with a face and standing nervously behind him.

……

The moment Lu Li raised his footsteps, a thought rose.

Rapidly extended the hundredfold time realm to Zhang Jian’s body.

Zhang Jian seemed to be unconscious, and in his cloudy eyes, he vaguely saw a noble prince approaching from a distance…

At this time.

This figure, who is also a legend, discovers something strange.

Just now, although he was in the dying moment, most of his remaining attention was focused on listening to the heir’s chatter, or in other words, listening to the sound, listening to the sound…

This is the only thing he can do now.

Just listening to the sound, Zhang Jian felt that his life did not seem to be over.

But now…

All the sounds disappeared in an instant!

The room was quiet, making the old man on the bed, who was seventy-three years old and had run out of oil, feel afraid.

No!

It’s not without a little sound…

A sound of footsteps began to amplify in Zhang Jian’s ears…

Someone stood in front of him.

Zhang Jian tried to open his eyes, but what he saw was still a little blurry.

……

Lu Li stood by the bed, hanging his head, looking at the old man on the bed.

The expression is gentle and with a shallow smile.

‘Name: Zhang Jian’

‘Age: 73’

‘Remaining life: 1 hour, 12 minutes, 55

This old man, in this day and age, is also counted as a generation…

In his own way, he tried to save the old nation, a huge country…

He didn’t succeed, but he left the seeds for the country.

The more than three hundred schools he founded, even in the later New Celestial Empire, still exist.

It’s a pity that even if it is Tianjiao, it can’t resist the years of time, and in the end, it’s just a handful of loess.

“The immortal caresses my top, and the fruit is given immortality.”

Lu Li said.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhang Jian’s head, and his ability was able to slightly stimulate the cell activity in the old man’s body.

Zhang Jian suddenly sobered up a lot.

His pupils opened, and the vision in front of him became clear.

Zhang Jian saw the scene in front of him clearly…

A young man with a refined and mysterious temperament looked at him with a smile.

His gaze moved around the young man…

He was shocked to find that the doctor at his bedside, his heirs, and his servants had all stopped in the last second’s movements…

……

“I’m pacing in the river of time… For thousands of years, I have walked this land, and I have granted immortality to some and death to some. ”

Lu Li looked at Zhang Jian and suddenly said in a deep voice.

“Zhang Jian, you know, you still have half an hour to live.”

Lu Li said.

Zhang Jian looked at Lu Li with wide eyes (cbag), short of breath…

He has been stormy all his life, but he doesn’t want to encounter this god-like scene in the last moment of his life!

“How can I live forever?”

“Follow me.”

Short conversation, answer.

A few more words, one after another…

“Sir, since you are walking in the river of time, do you know that in a hundred years, my Celestial Empire will be fine?”

Zhang Jian’s mouth squirmed and asked again.

Today’s Celestial Empire, external worries and internal troubles, can not see the way forward!

“If you live forever, watch the mountains and rivers change and the years change. Look at this decaying, ancient empire, regaining new life…”

“I can tell you, that on the other day, this land will once again stand proudly on one side and stand proudly in the world!”

“Celestial Empire, as you wish, mountains and rivers are there, Guotai and Minan!”

Lu Li said in a deep voice.

Hearing Lu Li’s words, Zhang Jian’s eyes turned red, old tears ran rampant, and his body trembled.

“Sir, I would like to follow you!”

After a while, Zhang Jian said in a deep voice.

“Good.”

Lu Li bowed.

He looked around and saw that there were desks and four treasures next to the bed, so he paced away with a smile.

Sit gently at the table.

Sharpen the ink, lift the brush…

Spread out the rice paper…

The pen reads:

‘Time Selling Books’

Lu Li’s writing action is not fast, stroke by stroke.

Zhang Jian looked at Lu Li in front of the desk, it was a detached son with an outstanding temperament.

……

A moment later.

Lu Li walked back and handed the paper scroll to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian stared and read carefully.

“In the next hundred years, I will not come to look for you again, you and I will not see you again until more than 90 years later.”

Lu Li said.

“After I grant you immortality, you still have half an hour to account for the aftermath…”

“In half an hour, you need to choose to kill by fraud…”

“I allow you to take some of your family members and belongings and flee far away, and you will not be able to return to your country for a hundred years!”

Riku ordered.

“Oh, I understand!”

Zhang Jian was not a mortal, his gaze was withdrawn in one regulation after another, and he answered in a deep voice.

He took the pen in Lu Li’s hand and wrote his name in a paper scroll.

The contract was established, and Lu Li was headed.

“You come here.”

Riku sat on the edge of the bed and answered.

The palm lightly pressed against Zhang Jian’s forehead, awarding him a total of ‘ninety-five years’…

This time will slowly push Zhang Jian’s physical age forward by ten years, and after that, there will be no change, and the body will not become old again until it is close to the modern era.

“The immortal caresses my top, and the fruit is given immortality.”

Zhang Jian’s expression was a little reverent, and a poem suddenly came to his mind. _

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