The shadow of the sun appeared on the pointer, and Yu Zai and Dayi looked at it like this. The first light was projected. From this moment on, the years of mountains and seas took on life.
Dayi's expression was very solemn and solemn. He felt that this was a very remarkable thing. The Tugui and the sundial seemed to be similar, but in fact, the Tugui was far less accurate than the sundial.
And this facility inherently gives people a sense of sanctity.
"Measure the years of heaven and earth, and correct the rituals of the world."
Suddenly, Yi told Yu Zai that he wanted to write these two sentences under the base of a new, uncarved, real stone sundial.
"This is something that should be passed down through the ages."
The dial that contains the time is used as the basis for longitude calculation.
"I won't leave here today. I need to record the time table of the first day of Ear Grain. Of course, when will the sun's shadow reach its highest point?"
Before Yu Zai finished speaking, Yi said: "That time has not come yet."
Yu Zai was surprised: "Sheng, do you also know?"
Dayi smiled: "Zai, don't underestimate the wisdom of the Central Plains. I know that the time you mentioned must be another intersection of solar terms. Although the Central Plains has no solar terms, it is clearly written in the Yellow Emperor's calendar."
"Based on the current time, the highest point of the sun's shadow you mentioned should be the same time as the one calculated by the Yellow Emperor in ancient times. Your creation of the twenty-four solar terms was also based on the old calendar, and that time is called
"
Dayi and Yuzai spoke almost at the same time, saying in unison: "Summer Solstice!"
The wooden stick is leaning on the ground, held by a tall old man. His hair is tied up, his face is thin and weather-beaten. There is a snake skin wrapped around his waist, and there are several small bags hanging on the side. I don't know what is in the bulging bags, leaving white
has a long beard and holds a large lotus leaf in his left hand.
He climbed over mountains and ridges, and finally arrived at the foot of Tianbi Mountain today.
Tianbi Mountain is not called this in the Southern Wilderness. Its Dingtou branch, on the side near the South China Sea, is called Rongtian Ridge by the people in the Southern Wilderness.
This mountain is the dividing point between the wilderness plains, mountain basins, rivers and lakes south of the river, and the real Lingnan mountains.
Thick clouds cannot pass through this mountain, and vast lightning strikes will not fall into the south. Of course, there will be thunder from the sky occasionally, but I don't know which unlucky guy is lying nonsense again.
"It was delivered here!"
The tall old man smiled and spoke to the other old man beside him.
The second old man was reflected in the gaze of thousands of insects and the light of the sun and moon.
"Excuse me, please spare me such a big deal."
The tall old man thanked the second old man. This old man was wearing clothes similar to those from the Central Plains, black, with bright eyes, strong energy, and a strong face. His hair was let down, not tied up like the tall man.
On his shoulder stood a kind of bird with three heads, pecking each other non-stop.
"I went to the Beihu clan to obtain the fur of a genus, and I visited the emperor's tomb at Dishan Mountain. I had to pass by here on my way back, so it's not an easy road."
The second old man responded: "To go to Jingshan Mountain, you must pass through Rongtian Ridge. Instead of walking over the mountain to the northwest, it is better to pass through Chaisangshi. The plains and wilderness are always easier to walk than the mountains."
On his shoulder, the three-headed bird chirped, seeming to echo the old man's words.
"Now that we have passed Tianbi Mountain, one of you and I will continue to go to the Central Plains, and the other to the northwest, and then we will really go our separate ways."
The tall old man smiled: "Chi Gong! I hope that with the passing of time, I will live forever."
The second old man also smiled: "Uncle Xi! I hope that with the passing of time, I will live forever."
Yes, the future is promising and the years are promising. I hope you will be free from illness and disaster and live a long life.
This should be the best farewell message.
The two old men said goodbye to each other and sincerely hoped to see each other again in the future, but they both knew that this was almost impossible.
Uncle Xi knew that if he left for the Central Plains this time, he might not have much time to go back.
He is already over seventy years old, how many more years can he live?
Chisongzi can live for a long time. He has already lived for eight hundred years. He should not mind living for another eight hundred years.
“There’s no turning back from this.”
Uncle Xi bowed deeply in the direction Chisongzi left, and Chisongzi responded in the distance. He began to sing a poem called "Pei" in a very melodious and somewhat surging tone.
"The northwest direction is the area of Chaisang Mountain, and I want to pass through Xun Mountain, pass through Lianzhize, and reach Dajiang. After crossing the river, we will reach the Central Plains."
After the two old men parted ways, Uncle Xi continued to go north, while Chisongzi went to the northwest. His footsteps were not slow, and the three birds on his shoulders were chirping non-stop. One of the birds said
Take it with a pinch of salt. After these words came out, the three heads actually agreed at the same time and stopped arguing.
By the way, this kind of bird is from Danyuan Mountain and is called "(hang, fu)".
"Salt? Haha, this is what I want to take to the Queen Mother of Xiangxi, and some of it is going to be put back in the stone chamber in Jingshan Mountain. You are so greedy, you want to eat even this precious salt!"
Chisongzi scolded the three-headed bird, and the three-headed bird chirped and complained.
Is it easy to follow this guy like you, traveling all over the country, without any credit or hard work? We are forced to do nothing all the way! We have been listening to this radio broadcast for more than half a year, and we don’t even have any salt to eat!
The three-headed bird expressed dissatisfaction, then flapped its wings and flew away from Chisongzi's shoulder.
"Well, go find some salt yourself! Maybe you can see salt soil here!"
Not a hair of red pine nuts was plucked out, so he encouraged the three-headed bird to fly out to look for it. The three bird heads were so angry that they cursed in the sky, and it flew to the northwest. But after about half a day, when the red pine nuts were resting by the stream, it flew
He came back with an expression that was half surprise and half fear.
"twitter!"
The three-headed bird explained the situation to Chisongzi in confusion. There was a mountain in front of it, and the road had been blocked by huge rocks. It looked like it was caused by humans or animals.
It saw some people mining rock salt around, but they were all scattered and inferior products, and the best products were all in that mountain.
The three-headed bird said that the best salt inside was no less than the South China Sea salt in the red pine nut pocket.
"Is it so good?"
Chisongzi was a little surprised, but the three-headed bird said that there was a very powerful earth beast in the closed mountain. It was definitely a mountain beast!
"What does it look like?"
Chisongzi asked casually, but the three-headed bird was very greedy and wanted the good salt inside.
"twitter!"
According to the three-headed bird, the mountain beast in the Great Salt Mountain is a huge red fox with seven tails.
Uncle Xi walked to a ruins. It was obvious that there were traces of tribal life here, but now it is dilapidated and seems to have been destroyed artificially.
He picked up a wooden sign. This wooden sign was still intact, but the fonts were distorted. They should be children's words.
"Ganpanshi"
He looked towards Tianbi Mountain. In the distance of this mountain, that part was taller and more majestic, but also sunken, and there seemed to be some vague evil aura.
Uncle Xi stopped here for a long time. The place was almost completely destroyed. He collected some things, recorded the situation here, and then continued northward.