Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 68 Ghost Life Problem
Gongzi Chao inexplicably felt that
Recently, the people of the Mohist School looked at him with something strange in their eyes.

Especially the one called Suichao, every time he saw himself, he couldn't help rubbing his hands, just like a fly seeing...

wrong!

How could I be that kind of thing!
"If we catch Young Master Chao and interrogate him, can we get information about the ghost from him?"

In a corner not far away, Suichao was observing secretly and whispering to his companions.

After returning from the mountains,

Xiangli Zhijiang recalled his conversation with the ghosts and gods over and over again many times. He was so excited that he couldn't help but want to know more about it.

And from the mouth of that ghost, they could infer that the other party had some dealings with Gongzi Chao.

As for Tongdi, it is a bit troublesome because it has to cross the border and is not as special as Yangyi.

Therefore, the Mohists thought it would be better to focus on the people at hand first.

Especially with the nest.

He still remembered the promise made by the ghosts and gods to him.

"I don't know," said his companion.

Sui Chao said to himself, "The one I met in the mountains was an easy-going ghost god. He should not be the divine tortoise that controls Guanhe River as rumored."

"Even if we don't know his origins, we can still ask Guan Hehe Bo about him!"

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

In recent days, Mohist disciples have been going to temples to burn documents to ghosts and gods and pray for a response. However, ghosts and gods cannot appear all the time, so the results will only disappoint them.

in this way,

We can only start from the young master's side.

"Is this really okay?" The companion was a little hesitant. He felt that forcing the Lord of Nie City to go to Xiangli Mo's temporary residence and asking him to introduce ghosts and gods to him was not in accordance with Zhou Li.

But Suichao said,
As descendants of Mohism, why should they care about Zhou rituals?

then,

One day, he found an opportunity and with a loud roar, he rushed towards the young master and asked him to be the ink of Xiangli family and tell him the story of Guanhe.

And all this,
He Bo also saw it all.

However, he had more important things to do at this time, so he had to let Gongzi Chao face the Mohist school alone.

……

After Guanhe was acquired,

The three sources of the Zhuozhang River fell completely into He Bo's hands.

At the moment when the progress of Guanhe was completed, He Bo suddenly realized that his control over the cities on both sides of the Zhangshui River had become even stronger.

Before this, whenever He Bo came ashore, he would feel some rejection as long as he walked a certain distance.

no way,
After all, although any city is built by the water, it will not be built stupidly on the shore. There must be a certain distance and height difference between them.

Otherwise, once the water level rises, the whole city will be submerged.

He behaved calmly afterwards, simply because He Bo had profound magical powers and great strength, so he could ignore the discomfort as if he was stuck in the mud as soon as he got ashore.

But at the moment, He Bo is truly pleased with himself.

He walked among the cities on both sides of the river like a fish in water, with no obstacles.

more importantly,
Before, after He Bo entered the underworld, he was cut off from the cities of the world and could only sense the changes in the creatures in the Zhang River and Tongdi Mountain. As a result, he did not learn about the Rongdi turmoil in Ye County in time.

He Bo was also unable to sense when and where someone was born or died, so as to guide the ghosts more promptly.

So much so that when he needed the authority to experiment with new ghosts some time ago, he had to say hello to Yi Zhong and Ximen Bao and ask the latter to kill a few fresh ones.

From this aspect, his authority as "Tu Bo" still needs to be further improved.

But now it is different.

Although it is impossible to control the cities and the people living in them as well as the mountains and rivers, it is enough to be able to understand the changes of life and death in them in a timely manner.

“Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water.”

"This is a lot of food, and it's related to me, the Lord of Mountains and Rivers, so it's reasonable."

He Bo thought about this.

And because he is a ghost god with three powers in one, it is normal that he is combined into a moving, simplified version of the "Book of Life and Death".

"However, these abilities only became stronger after I gained control of the source flow."

By now, He Bo was too lazy to care about the laziness of his golden finger.

Anyway, there must be a way to get there, so he slowly explored it and it was a different kind of experience. He Bo initially thought that from the origin of Fajiu Mountain to the Yellow River, he had become the complete master of Zhangshui.

Looking back now, how can we be capable of taking on such a big responsibility if we don't have a grasp of all the sources and branches?
"If I can master all the branches, then I will not only be able to sense the life and death of people in the cities on both sides of the strait."

He Bo thought to himself that based on this, he should be able to go a step further and understand the "aging" and "illness" of the people around him.

Wherever there are living things, their vitality is inevitably connected with the local mountains, rivers, and cities.

After He Bo possessed the authority of "Tu Bo", he was able to sense people's vitality. Combined with the abilities of the Lord of Mountains, Rivers and the Country, he could naturally understand more things.

Just like when waves appeared somewhere in the Zhangshui River, He Bo could sense it in time.

"So right now, all that's left is life in the underworld, which needs to be improved."

He Bo was happy for a while about his new expanded abilities, but he couldn't help but think of the still empty underworld.

Since this time,

In addition to the two ghost officials Xi and Jiwu, there are also some newly dead ghosts who, after being confirmed to be free of sin, obtain permission from "Tu Bo" to move into the underworld. They do not have to go to the hell next door to enjoy posthumous atonement, or they may end up being torn apart.

But even if you enter the afterlife, receive blessings from ghosts and gods, and have a free house to live in, life here is still boring.

The mountains in the underworld are fake, and it is impossible to cut down trees, make tools, or gather food.

The water in the underworld is also fake and extremely turbid. If a ghost accidentally touches it, part of it will be consumed.

A few new ghosts tried to wade across the river to the other side, but ended up losing their legs.

He also said sadly, "When I was alive, I broke both my hands because I rolled down the mountain. Now I am dead and I still have no legs. Am I destined to be disabled?"

No food,

No drinking water,

Although ghosts do not feel hungry or thirsty, those new ghosts who were originally simple and honest will naturally become gloomy in the dark and depressing underworld.

Xi then informed He Bo.

After using his magic power to refresh their condition and restore the hands and feet of the ghosts that were unfortunately eroded by the river water, He Bo began to think about how to make the ghosts live a better life in the underworld.

at least,

We should also treat death as we would life.

But his magic power recovered slowly, and when the population of the underworld increased in the future, he would not be able to keep doing good deeds and feed the ghosts for free.

Unless the underworld is closed, no ghosts will be allowed to move in.

But since He Bo wants to become a more powerful ghost or god, how can he give up because of fear?

So, He Bo rolled up his sleeves again, stood at the border of the underworld, overlooking the sandbox-like underworld city for a long time, and finally figured out a solution.

"Since the power of Tubo is related to people's thoughts, I wonder if it will work if the living descendants of the dead ghosts offer sacrifices to them."

He Bo recalled the various ceremonies he had experienced when he was still a human being to commemorate his dead ancestors.

When little He Bo knew nothing and only knew that he could take the opportunity to burn paper and play with fire, his elders would recite some old rules beside him, telling him what to burn and how to burn it so that those things that were burned to ashes could be sent to the hands of the dead ancestors.

"Alas, after all, it's just a token of my gratitude! This fire is for the living to see, just be at ease!"

He Bo also recalled that one of his elders, after expressing his feelings that were in line with the ideas of later generations, took out a cigarette and wanted to "borrow a light from the ancestors."

As a result, when he turned around, he found that little He Bo had burned everything that could be burned. The portraits of ancestors placed in front of the altar were burned with a red glow and high spirits in the leaping of the blazing fire.

At last,
He Bo vaguely remembered that he must have been beaten.

But because he was beaten so badly, he didn't dare remember it too clearly.

"I don't know if this kind of sacrifice is useful now!"

"But it's better to try first than to do nothing!"

Thinking so, He Bo decided to catch Lai Xi and make him work overtime again.

"Do you miss your descendants and want to send them a dream?"

He Bo found Xi and asked him.

Xi scratched his head and said, "Actually I don't really want to, but knowing that they are doing well, I don't have any other requests."

Moreover, the gods and ghosts have always valued me. How could I let my personal affairs delay the great cause of the gods and ghosts in governing the yin and yang of heaven and earth?
"No, I think you want to send a message to your descendants in their dreams!"

As a result, He Bo said this to Xi.

"what?"

Does he have any idea?
I don't know.
But can it be sensed by ghosts and gods?
Xi was once again shocked by the power of ghosts and gods.

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