“I just don’t know if it’s a disaster or a blessing!”

Stargazing is originally a professional skill of the Yin Yang family, and the Yin Yang family was also the earliest school in Zhu Xia to study astronomy.

Many years ago, Zou Feng calculated based on the trajectory of the stars that the Emperor Star would move differently today.

When the disciple heard this, he immediately became solemn. Then he raised his head and looked at the sky with a serious face, but could not see anything.

"Sir, can you calculate the fortune and misfortune?" the disciple asked sincerely.

Zou Feng shook his head with a wry smile on his face: "Misfortune and fortune are determined by actions, so how can they be calculated?"

"Then Sir, can you avoid misfortunes and blessings based on the astrology and pray for people and the country?" The disciple asked again.

"The stars are just reflections of the results. They are things that have already happened. How can they be changed?" Zou Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Ah? Then what exactly is stargazing looking at?" The disciple looked puzzled.

"Go." Zou Feng said calmly for a moment.

"You may not have taken it to heart if you did something wrong in the past, but the stars will never forget it. Whatever mistakes the country has made will be reflected in the stars. What the disciples of the Yin Yang family should do is not rely on observing the stars to predict

We should avoid misfortunes and misfortunes, but use the stars to confirm whether the path we are taking and the path the country is taking are correct. If we go wrong, we should change it. If the country goes wrong, we should advise the king, rather than keep going until there is no end.

It's time to save it." Zou Feng said seriously.

"Oh..." When the disciple heard this, he felt a little disappointed.

This was his first month of studying stargazing with Zou Feng. He had had many illusions about this profound knowledge before, but now, with Zou Feng's explanation, this illusion was quietly broken.

Zou Feng did not respond to his disciple's disappointment, but quietly raised his head to look at the bright sky and murmured to himself.

"Can people really change the stars?"

………

On the other side, on the galloping road of Great Qin.

The envoy of Da Qin was galloping towards Xianyang on the Chi Road.

On the wide galloping road, there is no obstacle. The strong horses gallop as fast as those on horseback, enjoying the speed and passion.

He was a soldier who served in Baiyue, and now his title has not been changed.

This time I went to Xianyang via Chidao to deliver a report from Xiangjun in Jiujiang.

It's not an urgent report, it's just a summary of the situation in various places in Xiangjun, Jiujiang. The time is not very tight. The reason why Sheng is in such a hurry is to save time and make a trip home without delaying the delivery of the memorial.

Under normal circumstances, no one is allowed to enter Chidao. Chidao is patrolled by special personnel to prevent unauthorized entry. Apart from the inns and the soldiers patrolling Chidao, almost no one was encountered along the way.

It was a bit boring, but also a bit boring. On the main road of Nuoda, only Sheng ran all the way. Under the bright sun, Sheng shivered for no reason.

In a daze, Sheng seemed to see a figure in front of him blocking his path. Sheng quickly shook his head and tightened the reins.

There was indeed a person who came with unkempt hair, tattered clothes, no shoes, soles of his feet covered in mud, and thick chest hair on his exposed chest.

"Who are you and why did you enter Chidao privately?"

Without any hesitation, Sheng immediately drew out his Qin sword and scolded the opponent.

Seeing that the other party did not answer and was still approaching him, Sheng did not hesitate and stabbed with his sword. What was surprising was that the sword penetrated the other party's chest so easily, but there was no blood, and neither did the other party.

Any movement of resistance was just to insert the Qin sword and walk in front of Sheng's horse!

"Help me give this relic to Lord Dianchi!"

The weirdo held up a gorgeous jade wall and handed it to Sheng's hand.

"Who is Jun Chi? Who are you? Why are you sending the bib?" Sheng asked sharply.

The other party raised his face with a sad look on his face.

"Zulong is going to die this year!"

When Sheng heard this, his heart suddenly jumped!

Zulong died this year? Who is he? Who is Jun Chi? Why does he tell himself this? What is this jade wall?

Sheng realized that he seemed to have encountered something extraordinary.

He suddenly realized that except for the First Emperor, no one in the world could be called the Ancestral Dragon.

"Why do you say that?"

While remaining vigilant, Sheng asked sternly.

Why would he say such alarmist words again?

The opponent just shook his head, pulled out the Qin sword from his chest, and then put it back into Sheng's hand.

"Go quickly!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. In an instant, the figure disappeared without a trace.

Sheng sat on the horseback with a doubtful face and touched the jade wall in his hand.

Sheng is a rough man, but he can also feel the extraordinaryness of Yubi. It's a pity that he can't tell the origin.

He didn't understand most of what the other person said, but he only understood one sentence.

The other party said that Zulong will die this year!

(No more, please note that there is no fantasy or mystery, which will be revealed later.)
Chapter completed!