Volume 1 The Wedge of the Beginning of the Rivers and Lakes
The sky is open and the blood is pouring out.
The sky cracked and saw people, and the soldiers rose up and the country perished.
A.D. 291, the year of Xinhai, late winter and early spring, Duya Mountain;
The sun sets in the west, the afterglow is like a brocade, the night is like a veil sweeping the sky from the sky, several old mountains stretch from south to north along the terrain for dozens of miles, and then the mountains gradually go down, forming dozens of steep peaks and hills with ups and downs.
Less than three miles east of the hills, a ruined village lay quietly in the embrace of the mountains like a maiden. Under the clear blue night, many people's homes are lit up, and the lights are dotted, echoing with the stars in the night sky, and the continuous mountains set off each other, so quiet and pleasant.
Suddenly, someone in the village shouted: "Daddy, daddy, come out and see, the sky seems to be leaking...... Come on..."
The woman's cry was rapid and high-pitched, and it was heard far, far away on such a windless night.
A moment later, the village was filled with the creaking of the door, the barking of big dogs and small dogs, the cursing of old men, and all kinds of noises, which made the village boil completely......
On the top of the hill three miles away from the village, there is a huge stone with a width of several feet, and there are two people standing on the boulder, and these two people stand one in front of the other, both standing with their hands in their hands, looking up at the sky.
I saw that in the vast night, the sky tore a crack at some point, and there were several white rays in the crack, and the light was bright, shining brightly over the stars and moon.
The person standing in front looked up at the vision, and read in his mouth: "In the first year of Jin Yongping, there was a crack in the northeast direction, more than 10 zhang wide and 20 zhang long. ”
"Master, I've written it down. ”
The person behind him held a pen and ink, recorded what he had just said on the bamboo slips, dried them, and hid them in his sleeve. Then the two of them dodged down the mountain and disappeared into the night.
After the two left, the vision of the Heavenly Rift began to heal gradually, and just as the rift was about to close completely, a crimson gas erupted from the rift, and its speed was as fast as a red meteor, which was very enchanting and weird.
Moments later, the qi was impartial, and it hit the boulder where the two had just stood, and with a loud bang, the boulder cracked, and the qi burrowed into the belly of the mountain along the crack and disappeared.
Unfortunately, the two of them did not find a record of what had just happened.
In March of the same year, due to the Empress Jia Nanfeng's interference in politics and power, the most serious "Eight Kings Rebellion" broke out in history, which directly led to the fall of the Western Jin Dynasty.
And that night, under the night sky, it was Guo Pu, the first feng shui master of the Western Jin Dynasty, who witnessed the phenomenon of the cracking of the sky.
Later, the "Yi Demon Zhan" of the Tianxi Jingshi recorded several visions of the Tianxi:
The sky is open and the blood is pouring out.
The sky cracked and saw the light, and the blood was bleeding.
The sky cracked and saw people, and the soldiers rose up and the country perished.
Since then, in the historical dynasties, all the phenomena of the split of the sky are signs of demonic chaos......