Chapter 553: The Taoist Temple Sweeper

"I just don't know what the purpose of this astrologer is, and what use the horoscopes he obtains are!"

With great curiosity, Wang Ping'an got up from the cradle and put on his clothes as soon as he finished practicing the "Purple Qi Sutra".

He found that since he received the reward of 'Talent: Walking', he could not only walk upright, but his control over himself also changed dramatically. He could now do many basic actions, such as dressing himself.

I just don't know if it's one of the benefits of obtaining the 'Talent: Walking', or his hard training during this period, in addition to the formation of one artificial Dantian after another in his body, a large amount of spiritual energy and magic power nourish his body, allowing his physique to improve.

This matter.

Wang Ping'an thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on, so he didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, this was a great thing for him, so there was no need to delve into the reasons.

soon.

Wang Ping'an put on his clothes, climbed out of the cradle, and put on his shoes. His grandmother did this for him during this period when she was taking a break from the scorching sun at noon or enjoying the cool in the afternoon when she was at home.

Many pairs were made, in all sizes, from a few months old to three or four years old. He suspected that after a while, his grandmother would be able to make shoes for him when he grew up.

As for clothes, they were bought by his mother when she was bored at home and took care of him. In fact, he didn't need any care, as he would eat, drink, defecate and urinate on his own, and his mother didn't need to worry about him at all, leaving her with plenty of time to do her own things.

Made him one beautiful piece of clothing after another!

Wang Ping'an was about to get up and leave the bedroom, but out of the corner of his eye he saw his mother lying on the bed, still sleeping soundly. He knew that she was exhausted after traveling all day yesterday, so he quickly used several skills: healing magic.

Although his mother and his grandparents' bodies had long been doubly strengthened with the help of a large number of healing and blessing spells, using the skills: healing or blessing spells again did not have much effect.

He couldn't strengthen his mother's physique any more, but at least he could help her get rid of her fatigue, right?

After several treatments, Wang Ping'an looked at his mother's sleeping face with a sweet smile on her face, as if she was having a good dream, and he did not disturb her.

He carefully opened the bedroom door and walked out briskly. He had only been walking for a short time, but he was full of curiosity about this world. Even a flower or a blade of grass attracted his attention.

now.

His grandparents are still sleeping soundly!

Wang Ping'an was bored, so he walked around the Taoist temple. If it weren't for the fact that his master was still there, it's unknown whether he was resting or sleeping.

With his master's level of cultivation, he didn't dare to check with his divine sense. Who knew if his master would notice it? He came to the courtyard of the Taoist temple, gave up practicing his sword skills, and looked at the peach tree that was about several decades old, with curiosity on his face.

He did not forget the unusual expression on his master's face when he saw the peach tree last night.

"It's a pity that I can't talk yet, otherwise I really want to ask in person, my dear master, he wouldn't have any popular stories about unrequited love, right?" Wang Ping'an looked at the peach tree with strong curiosity. It was growing well, as if someone was taking care of it regularly. With a thought, he used several skills in succession: Planting Technique and Spring Rain Technique.

Looking at the peach tree, which was growing much better than before under the nourishment of magic, he thought: "I wonder if using magic for a long time can elevate this peach tree to a spiritual tree!"

He planted a batch of primary spiritual peach trees in his world bead. Since his world bead was like spring all year round with plenty of sunlight and different speed of time flow, it completely affected the ripening period of the spiritual fruit.

at this time.

The primary spiritual peach tree in his world bead has begun to bear fruit, and it won’t be long before it is fully ripe and edible.

"Crack!"

The tightly closed gate of the Taoist temple was suddenly opened, and then a lame boy walked in from outside the courtyard with a broom in his hand. When he was about to clean the Taoist temple, he saw Wang Ping'an suddenly appearing in the Taoist temple. He was stunned and said in surprise:
"Kid, where are you from? You are a beggar that no one wants, hiding in this Taoist temple..."

Le Zhuang opened his mouth subconsciously, but before he could finish his words, he saw Wang Ping'an's clean appearance, white body, and brand new clothes. He didn't look like a beggar at all. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and changed his mouth to say:

"Are you from this town? Are you here to play?"

Wang Pingan shook his head.

"Do you mean that you are not from this town, or that you are not here to play?"

Le Zhuang looked at Wang Ping'an and saw that he showed no sign of speaking. He frowned slightly and suddenly realized that Wang Ping'an looked like he was only about one or two years old and might not even be able to speak. He said:
"There's nothing fun here, and this is a Taoist temple. There's no Taoist priest living here all year round. I'm afraid the gods inside have all left. Even if you burn incense, there won't be any gods to protect you!"

After saying that, Le Zhuang was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Ping'an. He was just a child of one or two years old. He might have come here with his parents, or he might have sneaked here. He couldn't speak yet, and he wouldn't answer if he was asked. It might not be long before the child's parents came looking for him.

He should do his own thing first!

after all.

The most important thing for him at the moment is to clean this Taoist temple. This Taoist temple is not small, and he doesn’t know how long it will take to clean it inside and out.

How can I have time to play with Wang Ping'an here?
Wang Pingan looked at Le Zhuang and said a few words, then he ignored him and started cleaning the temple. He immediately understood the confusion from last night. His master hadn't been back for decades, so why was this temple still so clean, as if someone cleaned it often? He guessed:
'He is a relative of my master, and the child of the heroine that my master loves but cannot have - no, my master is already this old, he can't be the child of the heroine that my master loves but cannot have, he should be the grandson! '

All of a sudden, thousands of distracting thoughts emerged in Wang Ping'an's mind, all of which were a combination of the gossip TV dramas he had watched in his previous life. He was very curious about whether there would be a good show when his master appeared and saw this child, and when this child revealed his family background.

"You are the elders of this child, right?"

Le Zhuang was cleaning the Taoist temple carefully. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lin and Zhang Guilian came out of the bedroom and were spotted by Le Zhuang. After a careful look, he found that they were both unfamiliar. He frowned and said,
"You guys aren't from this town, are you?"

(End of this chapter)