Chapter 641 Tree Child
It was as if what happened that day was just a dream, and their lives remained unchanged.
Mu An did not change her attitude towards Qing He because of this, and Qing He did not continue to dwell on the matter.
The two continued their lives as before, living undisturbed in their mansion in Wangxing City.
For a long time afterward, Qinghe reverted to her usual lazy self.
Every day, I either lounge on the sofa playing games or lie in bed fast asleep.
Most of the time, she wore all sorts of oddly shaped pajamas.
She would only reluctantly move around when Qingyun Trading Company regularly delivered goods.
As time went on, Mu An even discovered a pattern.
As soon as Qinghe changes into more formal clothes, it means that someone from a merchant guild will deliver goods to her door today.
Yes, as Qinghe's seniority increased year by year, her laziness also increased day by day.
To this day, she is too lazy to even go to the "receiving point" two streets away. She has changed the delivery address to her own home and waits for the people from Qingyun Trading Company to deliver the goods to her door every month.
Mu An made no comment on this lazy "misdeed".
Occasionally, people from the Qingyun Trading Company would come to the mansion to deliver goods, but he didn't find it annoying. He would just sit by the window on the second floor, watching the busy crowd below.
Over the years, besides exploring the mysteries of the universe, Mu An would occasionally read books and play the zither...
When he had nothing to do, he would even go to the pleasure quarters of Wangxing City by himself, and do nothing else but sit there and listen to some tunes.
Interestingly, in the brothels of Wangxing City, Mu An did not use his own name, but instead used the alias Wang Le, posing as a young nobleman to eat and drink.
There was no other reason; it was simply that Mu An missed his old buddy.
Looking back, among all the people of Qishan Dao, only Wang Le truly understood him. He was meticulous in everything he did, and his published books contained a great deal of "true meaning of the Great Dao".
If there's anything lacking, it's that Wang Lesheng was born a little too early.
If the two had met later, Wang Le might have lived longer and become the number one henchman under the Five Elements True Lord.
But if you think about it again, you'll find that everything is just right.
Sooner or later, Wang Le would most likely have remained just a passerby in the Five Elements True Lord's life.
What a pity!
Having mingled under the alias Wang Le for a long time, the name "Refined Scholar" Young Master Le has become a hot topic in many brothels, and is widely discussed by the courtesans.
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For the next few decades, Mu An's life seemed to have suddenly returned to what it was long ago.
Although his cultivation speed was far slower than that of his original body in the Boundary Sea, and although playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were meaningless to Mu An, and although listening to music in brothels could not bring him any pleasure, Mu An still did these "boring" things every day.
He had considered playing the games of the Heavenly Crafting Realm with Qinghe, but every time he got close, Qinghe would stare at him with the eyes of someone looking at a "bully," as if letting him play games was some heinous crime.
Mu An expressed extreme dissatisfaction with this matter.
These days, being even slightly good at video games can get you looked down upon?
I'm already being kind by not complaining about your cooking skills, and you still have the nerve to complain about me?
Is there no justice left? Is there no law left?
Don't you even consider who helped you connect to the Tiangong Star Network!
Mu An wasn't entirely helpless when it came to Qinghe's "immature" behavior.
Whether you knock Qinghe on the head or cut her internet cable, you can make her obediently comply.
If there's anything wrong with it, it's probably that this method is used every time.
Qinghe would squat alone in a corner drawing circles, wearing those silly monster pajamas, as if Mu An were some kind of terrible villain.
In such an ordinary life, twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
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"Candied hawthorns for sale! Candied hawthorns made from the fruit of the Purple Spirit Tree, don't miss it!"
"Sweet Want Want Milk Tea's Summer New Arrivals! Hand-peeled Iced Fruit, Star-Shaped Orange Juice, Yunnan Plum Juice..."
"Starfall Cake's new products are here! Chocolate cow and horse mini cakes, new donkey-shaped baked cake..."
"Free tasting! Free samples! If it's not sweet, you don't pay!"
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Five hundred years into the new calendar, on the streets of Wangxing City.
The tireless blaring of loudspeakers echoed throughout the streets.
On this sweltering summer day, an inconspicuous old Taoist priest was walking among the crowd.
The old Taoist priest, dressed in a Taoist robe in the style of Yin and Yang, strolled along the street, stopping and starting as usual.
Fine wines, teas, gourmet food, treasures, desserts...
As he walked from one end of the street to the other, the old Taoist priest carried more than a dozen bags in his hands, filled with "fresh items" he had bought from the street.
Whether the items were valuable or cheap, the old Taoist priest treated them all the same, simply putting them in his bag and then leaving them to their own devices.
However, upon closer inspection, it can be observed that after the number of bags in the old Taoist priest's hand reached twelve, the number of bags in his hand never changed again.
No matter how much he bought, there was never a problem with not being able to fit it all.
As we walked, the sounds of the loudspeakers and the crowd gradually faded away.
When the pedestrians on the street disappeared, the old Taoist priest also found his destination.
At the end of the line of sight, a three-story ancient building came into the old Taoist priest's view.
Ancient trees, as tall as the building, sway in the wind, creating a soothing melody.
Standing about a hundred meters away from the ancient tree, the old Taoist priest slowly opened his squinting eyes.
The colorful world changed at this moment, becoming black and white, like an unfolding ink painting.
In this world resembling an ink painting, the entire City of Star Gazing has been transformed.
The ancient trees in front of us are the most magnificent of all.
The dense root system spread outwards from the courtyard, covering the entire urban area of Wangxing City and extending all the way to the outskirts.
The flowing blue light traveled along the roots of the ancient tree, penetrating deep into the earth's veins.
Without a doubt, the ancient camphor tree in front of us has developed its own consciousness and become a terrestrial deity with celestial status.
Because the owner of the house liked to sit by the window and watch the sun, this ancient tree gave up the possibility of growing upwards and instead extended its roots into the ground.
Even the hot summer breeze slows down and becomes gentle and pleasant when it passes over the ancient trees.
In this sweltering summer, the warm breeze and the sparse yet dense branches and leaves together create a gentle melody.
As my gaze shifts downward, more and more points of light enter my pupils.
The entire mansion was covered in points of light.
The koi in the pond, the blooming flowers, the green grass on the courtyard wall, the stone sculpture in front of the door...
Even the mansion itself is enveloped in a rich spirituality, giving it an unusual feel.
Standing in front of the mansion's gate, the old master stopped in his tracks.
He looked up at the ancient trees in the courtyard and said with a smile.
"An old friend is visiting, please do me a favor, Tree Boy."