Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 20 Joy

Although He Bo claimed that his act of building the Zhangshui Hebo Mansion was an "intracranial orgasm".

But that is because the "Hebo Palace" is invisible and cannot be seen by mortals.

Even if you dive into the bottom of the Zhang River, you can only see the swimming fish and the mud disturbed by the water flow.

But ghosts are in a similar state to people in dreams.

The person in the dream,

It is a branch of thoughts among the many thoughts of mortals.

And ghosts are equivalent to the concentration of all thoughts.

Since they are all "what people think", He Bo can build a manor in his dream to entertain guests, and naturally he can also attract ghosts into his Hebo Mansion.

Of course,
These are just He Bo’s own current inferences.

What is the nature of the soul?

He is not quite sure yet.

However, it is true that ghosts can really enter the invisible and intangible luxurious palace underwater.

The old man didn't know how he came to this underwater world.

He only knows,

He Bo invited him, and then he went to the Zhang River. The water swept away all his remaining senses, and his soul, which was about to dissipate, sank along the river until it suddenly saw a bright light in front of him.

Open your eyes,
It was the splendor that he had never dared to imagine.

The old man was stunned.

I can hardly even stand.

But he has no legs now, so it is normal that he can't stand steadily.

So the old man just sat down, curled up his soul, and showed the fearful attitude that a mortal would have when suddenly seeing a ghost or god.

"This... this house is made of gold, right?"

"I went in, but I was afraid I'd mess up the place!"

The old man didn't even dare to look at it.

The houses of this era, even those where the monarch lived, were very simple and rustic. They had never been painted with such brilliant and warm colors.

The palace is made of gold, the palace is made of jade, the lamp is made of crystal...

The old man was afraid that if he looked at it any longer, his already rapidly wearing out eyes would be ruined.

"Well, wait till you are able to come in slowly."

He Bo readily followed the advice and seeing that the old man looked stressed, he did not force him.

Anyway, He Bo has already brought the person to his territory, and now he just needs to observe the condition of the old man's soul.

He calculated the time in his mind.

Watching the old man tremblingly get up from the ground, his eyes dull as he looked around, and then he carefully moved over and leaned against the crystal-like wall——

In fact, it is a tile wall that He Bo built using his memories as a human being.

After all, he had never lived in the real Crystal Palace.

Then the old man looked as if he was scalded, and he moved away quickly.

A bighead carp passed by at this time.

Because He Bo's palace is invisible and intangible, fish will occasionally swim in.

If He Bo wanted to drive them away and make them avoid the area of the mansion he had designated, it would naturally be easy.

However, the intersection of reality and illusion makes this underwater abode of ghosts and gods appear more mysterious and interesting, so He Bo never stops it.

He even got used to watching the fish swimming around in front of him.

But the old man had never seen it.

The bighead carp swam over slowly, its dull eyes strangely similar to the old man's. Then it opened its mouth and started licking the area where the old man's hair was, which was actually where the water plants would be in real life.

The old man was a little angry.

"I never saw you guys being so greedy when I was alive, but now that you're dead you know how to suck!"

So the old man raised his hand to drive away the big-head fish.

Animals' perception is much more sensitive than humans'.

When the old man's palm stroked it, the bighead fish was really startled, then gave up sucking the water plants, turned its tail and went to continue sucking other places.

"Hum hum!"

The fisherman who had spent his entire life in the Air Force laughed a smug and proud laugh after his death.

But the laughter didn't last long.
The old man lowered his head, opened his hands, and was surprised again, "My hands?!"

He looked down, "My feet?"

He touched his face again, "My appearance!"

came back?
They're all back!

But He Bo said, "It's not enough, you're still a little weak!"

He just observed the time.

After entering his own domain, the old man's soul did not show any signs of dissipating, and even the place where it had originally disappeared was slowly restored.

But the extent of this completion is limited to revealing the basic outline.

If the old man's soul was a painting, at most the outlines of the hands and feet had been redrawn, but no color had been added. The old man cried with joy.

Although he had long since accepted his own death, who wouldn't be happy if he could live?
"I wonder what Habaek wants me to do?"

The old man kowtowed to He Bo, expressing his gratitude to the ghosts and gods for their "rebirth".

He Bo said, "I don't need you to do anything, just stay here for a while."

In fact, He Bo really hasn’t figured out the usefulness of the old man.

He kept this ghost just to observe it as a guinea pig.

But the old man was indeed open-minded, so even if He Bo wanted to do something cruel, he was unwilling to do it.

And now that they have allowed people into my house, it would be inappropriate to drive them away...

So, if you want to keep it, just keep it. After all, you don’t have to feed and water a ghost, so just think of it as raising it for your own fun.

As for experimenting on how much I can do with ghosts...

There are so many people dying in this world.

Is he still short of guinea pigs?

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?" Now that He Bo had approved the old man's temporary residence, he remembered that he didn't know his name yet.

"My name is Xi."

The old man bowed his head and replied.

In this era, common people only have a simple name.

Because he has no noble bloodline, he has no surname.

Because it has no position of reverence, it has no surname.

The "name" that ordinary people can have is generally very simple.

"Happy?"

He Bo remembered a character he had heard of before, who was also called "Xi" in later generations.

However, the two are not from the same generation, so they can only have the same name.

"That's a great name!"

"I guess your parents want you to have no worries."

He Bo said to the old man.

The old man laughed and said, "Yes, yes!"

How many people in this world are as lucky as I am?
There are not too many troubles in life,

Even after death, ghosts and gods may pass by and bring him to such a magical place.

"Wait until you recover, then try to go out again."

He Bo said to him.

He was really curious whether Xi's soul would be consumed again if he walked out of his mansion.

"Yes."

He likes to prostrate himself on the ground and respond to the requests of ghosts and gods.

He didn't know the purpose of the ghosts and gods, but he knew that he just had to follow them.

And in the outside world,

The sun has begun to shine on the river.
Human figures are reflected in the sparkling water.

People in Pingyang City began to come out, some to fetch water, some to wash clothes.

In the city,

Xi's son collected his father's body, then took out the bacon and placed it in front of the simple coffin as an offering.

Instead, he saw a fox on the windowsill, lying there yawning with a big belly!
If the rope had not been tied tightly, with a small part left hanging, the fox would have left them no trace at all!

"Beasts!"

"Find a fight!"

The son grabbed a stick and was about to hit the fox.

The fox was also startled, and rolled over from the windowsill, face to the ground, with its butt facing the air.

But after all, it didn't fall stupidly. It twisted its butt and landed on all four paws, then shook its tail and ran away.

By the time the son opened the door and took a detour to where the fox had landed, it had long disappeared!
"Damn beast!"

So the son cursed angrily again.

After not sleeping all night, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked terrible when he was angry.

He went back and continued to attack the hateful fox in front of his wife.

The wife listened silently and thought to herself, "So there really was a fox last night."

"Does this have anything to do with the ghosts and gods that Dad talked about before he died?"

"Ugh!"

"Why should I believe what this man said before he died?"

"There are so many foxes in Pingyang City, and I haven't heard of any strange ones."

(End of this chapter)