Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 35: Recovery (Part )
He Bo was originally on Tongdi Mountain, admiring the chasing of birds and beasts in the spring.

He stood where the Tongdi River flowed out of Tongdi Mountain, watching the birds playing by the water.

A night heron stood by the water, trying to catch fish.

A night heron was crawling away in the darkness, its neck tucked in by the water.

There was a night heron floating on the water, paddling with its claws, blending in with the wild ducks…

Anyway,

The Night Heron, who lives in an abstract way in the later network,

At the beginning of the Warring States Period, he was also enjoying his life.

He Bo also likes this way of being able to live a "diverse" life by himself.

While the sun is shining and the water is clear,
He Bo walked barefoot on the water, passing by birds and fish.

The spring water in the mountains flows, gathers here, then flows out of the mountain, out of Tongdi, and into the Zhang River.

A fish jumped out, passed through He Bo's illusory body, and fell into the water. Then he realized that he seemed to have hit something.

But the fish's brain is not big to begin with, and it dived deep into the water in no time to suck the snails that were wriggling in the dark at the bottom of the water.

An animal came running over and dug out a few eggs from a bird's nest hidden in the reeds. It ate them happily, licked its mouth, and then came to the water's edge to drink.

He Bo clasped his hands together and looked at them, without noticing that the green progress bar was filling up silently.

A familiar feeling came over me.

He Bo's perspective rose to the sky again, and his perception completely covered every corner of Tongdi Mountain.

A gentle breeze blew from the depths of the mountains.

The wind came onto the water surface, leaving behind layers of traces.

He Bo looked at the shimmering water and blinked.

“…Something seems wrong.”

When he had the main stream of Zhangshui and Tongdishui in his pocket before, he felt extremely light-hearted and comfortable, as if he wanted to turn into a pool of water at any time and flow in all directions as he wished.

But this time,
What He Bo felt was an incomparable heaviness.

It was as if he was born standing on the earth, the gap between heaven and earth, and the guardian of this piece of land.

but,

When you become one with the mountains and rivers, your perception of the living beings living within your "body" remains unchanged.

He Bo could clearly feel the undulating veins of Tongdi Mountain.

Every tree,

Every blade of grass

Every grain of sand,
As long as he has a thought in his mind, he will dance, sway and roll with the wind.

Although its scope is far smaller than that of the Zhang River flowing through the Three Kingdoms, He Bo can feel that after possessing the power of the "Mountain God", his feelings for the nearby cities have become deeper.

When he first came ashore, he was inevitably delayed and obstructed, like a fish out of the river or a man in the mud.

But later on, as I became more proficient in using my magic power and as more incense was offered to me, that feeling was weakened to almost nothing.

The farther away from the Zhangshui River Basin, the greater the rejection and obstacles to him will be.

But this time,
If he used the power of the mountain god to feel, He Bo could clearly sense that he was deeply involved with the city of Tongdi.

Even without using magic power or incense to offset the resistance, he could still move freely in Tongdi City.

In fact, there is still some distance between Tongdi city and Tongdi Mountain, which is not as close as Ye County and Zhangshui River.

at the same time,

Before He Bo had time to study in depth what new changes would occur after his "job change", he received an unfamiliar wish.

It did not come from the Hebo Temple in Ye County.
Instead, it came from the newly built mountain god temple in Tongdi City.

The old doctor I met last time was carefully kneeling before the statue, praying that a child he had just treated would be able to survive the crisis and turn the corner.

"what!"

“I just took office and I already have things to do!”

“Is this a good thing?”

He Bo thought silently, followed the old doctor's words, saw the corresponding courtyard, and then with a thought, he appeared there.

He heard some noisy noises.

There are masters who scold their servants,
There were also mothers crying because their children were seriously ill and could not recover.

The door was open, and He Bo could see directly a child with a red face, lying weakly in his mother's arms, with some white foam coming out of the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the unethical substance from the corner of his mouth, but the child was very tired and in pain, and he couldn't even raise his hand.

He complained to his mother with all his might, and then looked at He Bo with emotion.

He Bo greeted him, "Hello."

The child was stunned for a moment, then realized that the voice was transmitted directly to his heart.

"Hello."

He replied to He Bo without saying anything else.

"Is it hard?"

He Bo walked over and poked the child's face, which was red due to fever.

The mother felt a breeze blowing over, so she pulled the quilt next to her and wrapped it around Liu He to block the wind for the child so that he would not catch a cold again.

"Being sick is painful." Liu He complained in his heart, "I feel so uncomfortable."

"It won't be so uncomfortable in a while."

"Today is a good day, so don't get sick again."

He Bo touched the child's bun.

He didn't have much hair, and his mother tied it into a bun on top of his head, which would easily fall out when he moved.

"Oh."

Liu He didn't know who he met, but to talk to this person, he just had to think in his heart without having to waste effort on speaking.

So he was willing to say a few more words.

"Will that stop my mother from crying?"

"She cried, and that made me feel even worse."

Liu He closed his eyes slightly and leaned his head into his mother's arms.

then,

He heard his mother's crying seemed to get louder, and a pair of hands touched his face, trying to open his eyelids and prevent him from closing them.

"sure."

Confused,
Liu He heard a soft response.

……

"Ugh!"

Liu Ping stood outside the courtyard, listening to his daughter-in-law's weeping and sighing helplessly.

Liu Sheng couldn't comfort his wife, so he ran over to report to his father, "It seems that the reconciliation is not going to work."

"Then why are you here instead of staying with your wife?"

Liu Ping looked at his only son, who seemed quite frightened because he was worried that he would lose his legitimate son and further lose the family inheritance rights, and scolded him.

"I am the patriarch of the Liu family. My concerns are not your concerns!"

"Go back now and look at your wife!"

"You useless thing. You can't even be a good father or husband, and you still want to support the family?"

So Liu Sheng left in depression.

Liu Ping continued to stand outside the door, not daring to enter.

he knows,
The people inside don't really need a parent like him right now.

Liu Ping stood with his hands behind his back, thinking about the future of his family after the death of his grandson.

anyway,

To ensure the continuation of the Liu bloodline,

It is his mission as the patriarch.

Then he noticed that someone was running towards him.

"...Old man, what are you doing here at this time?"

The doctor Zhonglu said to him, "I just saw that the young man was not well, so I went to ask the ghosts and gods for mercy. I wonder if the young man is getting better now?"

Liu Ping was silent for a while.

Things had developed to such a point that the person who prayed for his grandson's recovery turned out to be a doctor he had only met not long ago.

"...Old man, please go in and take a look."

Liu Ping bowed to him and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

So Zhonglu nodded and walked into the house.

Liu Sheng tried to say something comforting, but his wife just lowered her head and cried, hugged the child tightly, and refused to listen to anything.

Zhong Lu could only force his way into this family and squeeze out the good-for-nothing Liu Sheng.

"Relax and let the child breathe."

Zhong Lu stretched his neck and barely saw the child's face through the mother's arms and the quilt.

Then he spoke to the people.

this time,

The young mother finally responded.

She raised her head sadly and said to Zhong Lu, "Old sir, my child is gone again."

"what?"

Did I see it wrong?
Zhonglu reached out and checked the child's pulse and breathing.

Although it is very faint, it is still there!

"The young gentleman is not dead again!"

"What are you doing here crying?"

He felt that no one here paid attention to the patients and was only immersed in themselves, and he immediately became angry.

"Loosen it up quickly, don't tie it so tightly, I think the little gentleman is having trouble breathing!"

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