"How can I find an ancestor when I touch a pool?"
Lin Shiyu, the only certified pulse whisperer in active service in Mumai Kingdom, and a level two fishing expert certified by the imperial court, today's task: go to Wanxiang Garden to check out the situation, write a report, and then go home and lie down.
Wanxiang Garden has been deserted for more than a hundred years, and the weeds are taller than people. He dug through the reeds and walked to the core area, where he saw a huge octagonal pool. The water in the pool is as black as ink, and there is no trace of stagnant water. I heard that this was the "Thousand Calculation Pool" dug out by craftsmen from the Stone Bone Kingdom using pure geometry. They paid attention to being square and ruthless.
He squatted down and stretched out his hand to check the water temperature.
As soon as my fingertips touched the water——
Wow!
The pool water exploded. Lin Shiyu was sprayed in the face, and the entire pool of stagnant water stood up on the spot, condensing into a transparent human shape. The outline was as tough as one cut with a knife. He was wearing an ancient robe from the Stone Bone Kingdom, with cold features and coldness all over his body.
"Are you from Mu Mai?" Shui Ren looked down at him, his voice buzzing like rocks being stirred in a water tank.
Lin Shiyu wiped his face: "Are you a water person?"
"I am Shi Yan." Shui Ren frowned, "The chief architect of Shigu Kingdom, the chief designer of Helong Bridge in Wanxiang Garden, passed away three hundred years ago. Are you here to demolish the garden?"
"I'm here to write a report." Lin Shiyu said sincerely, "The demolition of the park is not under my control. I am just a grassroots employee."
Shi Yan was silent.
"... You have the aura of Wood Pulse on you," he said slowly, "Pulse Whisperer?"
"Yeah."
"Then you are very important." Shi Yan raised his hand, and the water in the pool spread out again, reflecting a drawing - half a bridge, all of which are the equidistant arches of the Stone Bone Kingdom. It is so exquisite that it can drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death. "This is the half of the drawing of Helong Bridge that I have hidden. The other half is in your Mumai Library. Go get it and build the bridge, and Wanxiang Garden will be able to live."
Lin Shiyu: "Oh."
Shi Yan: "...'Oh'?"
"I am twenty-eight this year," Lin Shiyu clasped his fingers. "The Mu Mai Library was renovated three years ago. My master looked through the books when sorting them out, but couldn't find what you were talking about."
Shi Yan: "Impossible. The person who was responsible for hiding the picture was the princess you married. She placed it with her own hands before she died."
"The princess has been dead for more than a hundred years," Lin Shiyu said. "The library has been gnawed by rats three times, leaked twice, and caught fire once. Now you want to tell me a piece of paper? The paper has long since turned into ashes. Maybe the ashes have been swept away."
Shi Yan's water body fluctuated violently, as if he was holding back something. "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Let me tell you," Lin Shiyu stood up and patted the dirt on his knees, "you might as well draw another one. You are the designer anyway, you can draw it."
"I can draw it, but the two halves of the bridge are interlocked. I don't understand the structure of the wooden vein half."
"Then you teach me this half of the stone bones, and I will mend the other half myself." Lin Shiyu said, "Anyway, I am a pulse whisperer. I have listened to water and wood for ten years. How can I still draw a bridge off track?"
Shi Yan stared at him in silence for a long time.
"... Okay."
The water in the pool began to fall back, and Shi Yan's figure gradually blurred. Finally, the entire pool of water fell back to the bottom of the pool, splashing Lin Shiyu's trouser leg.
He looked down and saw a black stone slab in his palm, with a diagram of half of the bridge - the stone half - engraved on it. Cold, heavy hand.
Shi Yan's voice came faintly from the bottom of the pool, like the echo of a water tank: "Tomorrow at the same time, I'll wait for you to bring the drawings."
Lin Shiyu put the slate in his arms, turned around and walked out, muttering as he walked: "I'm off work, brother, I have to take a day off tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."
There was a muffled sound from the bottom of the pool, as if something had broken under the pressure of the water.
He quickened his pace.
When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered - there seemed to be a batch of unopened bamboo slips among the princess's old things, which were piled in the leaky corner of the library. His master didn't open them because he found them smelly.
"... It can't really be there."
At dusk the next day, Lin Shiyu squatted back to the edge of the pool holding three rolls of moldy bamboo slips. After hesitating for a long time, he finally reached out and touched the water.
Shi Yan stood up again, half a foot taller than yesterday, and his face became darker: "You are late."
"Traffic jam."
"There is no one within ten miles of Wanxiang Garden."
"I have short legs."
Shi Yan stared at the bamboo slips in his hand, his eyes moving slightly. "Found it?"
"I found it, it smells so bad that I want to vomit." Lin Shiyu unfolded the bamboo slips, and the diagram of the other half of the bridge was exposed from the mold spots - the cornices, curved corridors, wooden mortise and tenon joints, and the half of the stone inkstone were perfectly matched. "Here, you teach me about stone bones, and I teach you about wood veins. Once the bridge is built, everyone goes back to their homes, okay?"
Shi Yan looked at him for a long time and said slowly: "Once the bridge is closed, the Wanxiang Garden will come to life. At that time, the Qi of the two factions will be reconnected, and you and I will be bound to the garden."
Lin Shiyu: "... What is binding?"
"Literally, you can't live without Yuan, and I can't live without you."
The bamboo slips in Lin Shiyu's hand fell to the ground.
"Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"You didn't ask yesterday."
"You——"
Shi Yan raised his water chin expressionlessly: "To build it, or not to build it."
Lin Shiyu squatted on the ground, holding his head and thinking for three full minutes, and finally raised his head——
"Build."
"Why?"
"Building the bridge is a project after all," he gritted his teeth. "If it is not built, I will bargain with you in this pond until retirement."
The corners of Shi Yan's mouth seemed to curve for a moment, but it was not clear from the water.
"Then bring the stones tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is the day off."
"Shi Yan: The day after tomorrow."
"... Okay."
Lin Shiyu took two steps and then turned back: "By the way, can you get out of the pool? Don't spray water in my face every time you talk to me."
Shi Yan was silent for a moment, then the whole pool of water slowly rose and took a step towards him——
A pair of feet wearing stone-bone state official boots emerged from the water. They stepped on the grass and made a wet puddle.
"Yes." He said.
Lin Shiyu stared at those feet for a long time: "Your shoes are wet."
"I know."
"You stepped on my grass."
"... Bring the stones tomorrow."
Lin Shiyu turned around and walked away. There was a sound of water rushing behind him, and Shi Yan probably retracted into the pool again. He looked down at the half of the slate in his arms, and thought about what he said just now, "You can't leave the garden, and I can't leave you." Suddenly he felt that this business trip seemed to be longer than he thought.
——At least, buy that guy a pair of shoes first.
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