Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 239 Vermilion Bird Constellation

Feng Siyue put her hand back under the blanket, but as she turned around, she saw a corner of something yellow.

what is this?

Feng Siyue took something out from under her pillow; it was a piece of drawing paper.

A few light strokes of black charcoal pencil outline a human figure, like a silhouette from behind.

Feng Siyue glanced at it.

Ali, are you still reluctant to part with Senior Hongyue?

When longing is deep, it is often expressed through writing.

She put the drawing paper back, took the cooled grilled fish, and walked out of the cave.

The stars twinkle, another night has passed.

While eating grilled fish, Feng Siyue suddenly had a thought and asked, "Qingqing, do you think these stars have names?"

"Yes, of course we have them!"

According to historical records, the heavens and earth are divided into twenty-eight constellations, which are divided into four symbols: the Azure Dragon in the east, the White Tiger in the west, the Vermilion Bird in the south, and the Black Tortoise in the north. Each symbol has seven constellations, and each has its own function in the human world.

"The Azure Dragon governs the Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, and Winnowing Basket; the White Tiger governs the Legs, Stomach, Ang, Net, Purple, and Ginseng."

"The Vermilion Bird governs the Well, Ghost, Willow, Star, Net, Wing, and Chariot; the Black Tortoise governs the Dipper, Ox, Woman, Emptiness, Danger, Room, and Wall."

"People usually use them to predict future seasons, hoping for favorable weather and national peace and prosperity. Some even use them to predict changes in things and foresee the future."

"We are now in the south, so we should be able to see the complete Vermilion Bird constellation. Look up, do you see that net-like cluster of stars?"

Feng Siyue looked up, her eyes serious yet bewildered. "Qingqing, aren't all these stars the same?"

Qingqing: "........."

"Or, why don't you buy a book on astrological divination sometime?"

Little Fengfeng has absolutely no foundation.

"I think that's okay too."

Feng Siyue also felt that she needed some external help to step into the threshold of cultivating the Taiyan Sword Technique.

Early the next morning, before Xuan Li woke up, Feng Siyue went to a nearby town and traveled to many places before returning to the cave before noon.

Xuan Li was sitting upright at the table with a pen in his hand. When he saw her return, he asked, "Where have you been?"

"I bought some books."

"Goed to buy medical books again? Have you finished reading all the ones in the study?"

"It's not a medical book."

"no?"

"what is that?"

"Stars and constellations".

Constellations?

Why study that?

Xuan Li didn't quite understand.

After buying the book, Feng Siyue didn't start reading it right away. Instead, she took out her alchemy furnace as usual and began her daily alchemy practice.

Xuan Li wanted to ask her why she bought that book, but when he turned around and saw her actions, he could only helplessly pick up his charcoal pencil and carefully trace the person's appearance.

The daily life of an alchemist is truly boring.

At night, Feng Siyue lit a bonfire outside and read a book by the firelight.

The Southern Vermilion Bird, with its seven constellations, does not refer to seven stars, but rather to a constellation of countless stars that weave together into myriad shapes and variations.

The net-like constellation that Qingqing mentioned yesterday is called Jingmuhan. The constellation is arranged like a net, resembling a bottomless ocean, and is located on the left wing.

Together with the powerful constellations of Ghost Golden Sheep, Willow Earth Deer, Star Sun Horse, Zhang Moon Deer, Winged Fire Serpent, and Chariot Water Earthworm, they are known as the Seven Southern Hosts, Vermilion Bird.

From the ground, it looks like a Vermilion Bird spreading its wings and soaring.

As Feng Siyue gazed at the vast constellations in the sky, she finally began to categorize them in a systematic and memorable way.

The Ghost Star (鬼金羊), associated with the constellation Ghost, resembles the hat of the Vermilion Bird (朱雀), signifying misfortune...

She looked up at the sky and, among the vast stars, finally spotted a cluster of four stars in the northern part of the sky that resembled a hat worn on the head of the Vermilion Bird.

"These four star clusters are Ghost Aries?"

"Yes."

Feng Siyue nodded and began to study the other six constellations.

When Xuan Li came out yawning in the early morning, she was startled by Feng Siyue in front of her. "What were you doing in the middle of the night? Your eyes are so bloodshot?"

Feng Siyue took a shallow breath and rubbed her dry eyes. "I'm researching the Seven Mansions of the South."

"Studied it all night?"

"Ah."

"Then what did you research?"

Xuan Li was curious.

"Last night I only memorized the position, shape, and distribution of the Vermilion Bird constellation and the meaning of the stars, and I also spent the whole night observing their changing patterns."

"Gone?"

Feng Siyue's eyes were lifeless, and she said with a look of utter despair, "Do you know how many stars there are in the Vermilion Bird constellation?"

"Forty-two star officials, more than five hundred stars..."

Xuan Li's lips twitched, but he then patted her shoulder as if nothing had happened and said earnestly,

"come on."

Feng Siyue: "......."

Then, her daily routine consisted of going up the mountain to collect medicinal herbs, refining elixirs, eating, cultivating, and stargazing.

Xuan Li's daily routine consists of eating, sleeping, and drawing.

I read storybooks much less often.

Feng Siyue didn't ask her why she wanted to draw Senior Hongyue; that was her freedom.

But gradually, Feng Siyue realized that something was wrong.

Two days later, when she inadvertently walked past Xuan Li from behind, she discovered that Xuan Li had somehow obtained some blue paint and was coloring the paper.

The figures in the paintings are no longer simply sketched with a few strokes.

His clothes had more detailed folds, but walking in the rain, the hem of his clothes and the strands of hair that danced in the wind did not get wet. You could even see his slightly turned chin and the faint smile on his lips.