Chapter 8 One Hundred and Eighty Years Old

At present, if there are no accidents, this is most likely to be his lifelong trajectory.

Having said that, Zhao Haiming has always buried an unknown secret in his heart, which is his unforgettable hatred for some people.

When Zhao Haiming's mother took him away from the Zhao family in the imperial capital, although Zhao Haiming was still a child, he already had some memories. He clearly remembered how the people in the Zhao family were sarcastic and made things difficult for his mother. If it were not like this, his mother would not do it.

It was not like this if he was mentally disturbed. His mother would not abandon him in the mountains and disappear in the end.

All of this was caused by the Zhao family and the man who abandoned his mother. If he didn't take revenge in his lifetime, he would never have peace of mind.

But to take revenge, you need to have corresponding wealth, status and connections. But to obtain these, for him, a noodle shop apprentice, it is difficult to reach the sky. That's why Zhao Haiming has been strict with himself since he was a child, no matter where he is.

Whether you are working in the store or studying in school, you should try your best to do your best. After all, only by taking every step now can you get closer and closer to your goal.

Thinking of this, the playful look on Zhao Haiming's face disappeared. He was silent for a while and said: "To be honest with you, I have plans for the future. But I swore that before I do this,

, I won’t say a word.”

Lao Chen nodded: "You don't want to say it, and I don't want to force you. What I want to tell you is that there is an opportunity in front of you that will allow you to achieve something that most people can't achieve. No matter what your goal is, even if you can't

It can be said that you can succeed easily, or you can say that you have a better chance to accomplish it than most people in the world. Are you willing to seize this opportunity?"

"If there is such an opportunity, of course we must seize it." Zhao Haiming blinked. The old man's tone sounded like he was engaging in pyramid schemes.

"But." Lao Chen emphasized, "Everything has a price. Once you embark on this path, you will never be at peace in your life. Countless troubles will come to your door, and the people around you will become untrustworthy, and you may even become untrustworthy at any time.

Everyone will face the danger of death."

Zhao Haiming smiled: "Although I don't know what you are always talking about, I have thought about it a long time ago. Nothing in this world can be done easily. Everything can be obtained easily and effortlessly. Then

This is a plot that only exists in YY novels. Since I have my own goals, I am prepared to pay a corresponding price. If I can achieve my goals, even if I pay a heavy price, it will be worth it."

"Good boy." Old Chen gestured with his thumbs, "When I was your age, I didn't have as much ruthlessness as you."

Zhao Haiming blinked: "What do you mean by the opportunity you always talk about?"

Old Chen chuckled: "This is a long story. First, guess how old I am this year?"

"Eighty, ninety?" Zhao Haiming is not sure. Old Chen looks like he is sixty or seventy years old, but he just said that he met someone when he was eighty, which means he must have passed eighty.

Ten years old.

Old Chen nodded Zhao Haiming's forehead: "Let me tell you, old man, I was born in the 22nd year of Daoguang."

"The 22nd year of Daoguang? Isn't that 1850?" Zhao Haiming was stunned.

"That's right, I am almost over 180 years old this year."

Zhao Haiming couldn't help laughing: "Old Chen, are you particularly free today and want to tease me? You are over one hundred and eighty years old, how old do you have to be?"

Lao Chen smiled proudly: "If you are an ordinary person, one hundred and eighty years old will naturally be very old, but I did not say that I am an ordinary person."

Zhao Haiming shook his head like a rattle: "You are from the second class. I don't believe it. How can anyone live such a long life?"

"You kid, if I don't show you something genuine, you really think I'm lying." Lao Chen stood up, took down an iron box that originally contained biscuits from the top of the bookcase, put it down in front of Zhao Haiming, opened it, and took it

Post a bunch of yellowed photos.

Although the photos were well preserved, they had faded to the point where they were almost blurry. Zhao Haiming looked carefully and found that the photos were all of a middle-aged man taking photos with all kinds of people. The appearance of the middle-aged man was similar to that of Lao Chen in front of him.

They are very similar, except they are much younger. They look suave and energetic.

"This is when you were young?" Zhao Haiming asked.

"You are no longer young at this time." Old Chen picked out a photo of a man and a woman. "This was taken in 1936 at the Shanghai Star Film Company."

"Three or six years?" Zhao Haiming glanced doubtfully. The woman in the photo was a smiling little girl with a perm and thinly drawn eyebrows.

Suddenly, Zhao Haiming's eyes widened: "Is this woman Zhou Xuan, the big star?"

Old Chen sighed and said with infinite melancholy: "That's her. At that time, she was just famous. She was a very cheerful little girl, but she was too stubborn. Later, her beauty suffered a fate. It's a pity."

"Is it true?" Zhao Haiming felt that Lao Chen's tone did not sound like he was lying, but the 1930s were seventy or eighty years ago. Even if Lao Chen was eighty years old, he was still a newly born little kid at that time.

How can I look like a middle-aged man and take a photo with a big star?

Looking through the photos below again, Zhao Haiming saw several familiar faces, all of them celebrities from the Republic of China. Behind them, there was actually a photo of Lao Chen wearing a fur coat and the young marshal Zhang Xueliang.

Seeing this, Zhao Haiming already believed 80% of the time. PS technology had not been invented at that time, and these photos should be real.

"Old Chen, you have lived so long, isn't it because of your extraordinary talent?"

Old Chen shook his head: "I am a disciple of the Qi Refining Sect, and I pay attention to nourishing and practicing Qi. Once you have mastered this practice, not only will your life span be extended, but you will also become proficient in various supernatural powers. I just treated you with Xuan Qing Qi.

It’s your old wound.”

"This Xuanqing Qi is what you cultivate?"

"Xuan Qing Qi is not something that comes from cultivation, but is the foundation of cultivation. Only those who are born with Xuan Qing Qi can enter my Qi Refining Sect. I just asked you if you feel it, just to see if you have enough foundation."

"How about my foundation?" Zhao Haiming was a little nervous. There was such a strange man who lived for more than two hundred years right in front of him. If his foundation was not good, then he would regret his death.

Lao Chen said angrily: "I am willing to tell you these secrets, what do you think of your foundation?"

"Oh, it's good to have a foundation." Zhao Haiming was very happy in his heart. If nothing else, just being able to live for more than a hundred years, this kind of Qi refining, is enough to make people yearn for it.
Chapter completed!