sinovels Chapter 58: Celestial Star!!!
Chapter 58: Celestial Star!!!
"What is this?!"
That light was no ordinary starlight, but a blazing white with a dazzling sharpness, instantly overshadowing the crescent moon on the horizon.
At this moment, all light seemed dim and insignificant in comparison.
The villagers who were still awake in the village were also attracted by the light and flocked out of their houses to look up.
A colossal star, trailing a long, dazzling tail of light, plummeted rapidly from the depths of the sky.
The tail of light was not a single color, but a halo of light interwoven with pale gold and silver-blue, like a celestial river pouring down, tearing through the dark sky.
It was unlike any ordinary object; it was more like a spark thrown down by a god, every inch of its light dazzlingly bright.
The entire village, the surrounding fields, the winding woods, and even the distant mountain outlines were illuminated as if it were daytime.
Even the dewdrops on the grass blades refracted a rainbow of colors.
"Great Master... what is this?!?"
Wei Shuqing gripped the pottery bottle tightly and exclaimed in surprise.
He tilted the bottle slightly, and the firelight inside reflected the starlight, dancing in Wei Shuqing's panicked eyes.
Zou Yun stared at the celestial star, completely stunned!
The star fell at an extremely fast speed, yet with a breathtaking slowness, as if time itself was being stretched out by this extraordinary phenomenon.
The adults were either stunned or looked on with awe... their expressions varied, but what they had in common was that no one dared to utter a sound.
The entire village fell silent instantly, with only the whooshing sound of stars cutting through the air remaining.
close!
Closer!!!
As the star drew closer, its light not only did not diminish, but became even more intense and dazzling.
At the edge of the halo, faint, molten gold-like flames churned and rolled, emanating a terrifying aura that could incinerate everything.
Through the halo of light, the crowd, with their eyes blurred by tears, could vaguely glimpse the true form of the celestial star.
It was a huge fireball enveloped in flames, with a rounded outline and an aura of majesty that made people afraid to look directly at it.
Fortunately!
It did not crash directly into the village, but instead fell towards a shallow slope not far from the village.
Even so, Feng Zhixue, standing in the courtyard, could still clearly feel the sudden waves of scorching heat in the air.
It felt like an invisible hand brushing across his cheek, bringing a heart-pounding burning sensation.
In the blink of an eye, Tianxing seemed about to crash down.
Just as everyone held their breath—
"Thump!!!"
The expected deafening roar, powerful enough to collapse mountains, did not occur.
Instead, there was a deep, muffled roar, like the earth's heart being struck by a heavy hammer.
The sound wasn't loud, but it made the ground beneath everyone's feet tremble violently!
At the same time, the celestial body came into contact with the earth.
A dazzling, indescribable pure white halo suddenly spread out from the point of impact, like ripples on water.
The scorching dust that was stirred up swept across the entire village in an instant, causing people's clothes to flutter.
The halo was fleeting!
On the shallow slope beside the village, the celestial star lies quietly in the charred pit, where white smoke is rising.
Its intense light, powerful enough to incinerate everything, has gradually subsided, but its entire body still emits a faint crimson glow.
It resembled a giant ember cooling down.
The people gazed at the extraordinary sight from afar, their eyes filled with awe and reverence.
All eyes were fixed on the faint light outside the village, unable to look away for a long time.
Only one person secretly glanced at Zou Yun at this moment.
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The next morning, the commotion from the previous night had not yet subsided.
A loud crash!
Feng Zhixue pushed open the door and rushed in.
"Great Master, disaster has struck!"
"Great Master, disaster has struck!!!"
Before the person arrived, the voice preceded the shout, which was repeated twice, as if the panic in his heart could not be vented otherwise.
"???"
Zou Yun was completely confused by his nonsensical voice.
The towel in her hand stopped beside her face, water droplets sliding down her jawline. She couldn't understand what Feng Zhixue was up to this time.
At this moment, Zheng Ze, who was also looking solemn, stepped into the house, following closely behind Feng Zhixue.
He calmed himself down for a moment, then spoke hastily.
"Great Master, the celestial star that fell last night... it actually has the treasonous words 'When the First Emperor dies, the land will be divided' engraved on it."
"The matter has already caused a great uproar both inside and outside the village, and it's no longer possible to suppress the news. His Majesty, in his wrath, will surely send someone here..."
"Master... things have come to this, we should flee quickly."
After speaking, Zheng Ze took a deep breath and bowed to Zou Yun.
However, Zou Yun's face suddenly stiffened when he heard "the First Emperor died and the land was divided".
He didn't hear anything Zheng Ze said afterward; his mind was only filled with the phrase "When the First Emperor died, the land was divided."
"Buzz!"
Zou Yun's pupils contracted sharply, and a familiar piece of history instantly flashed through his mind.
His lips moved slightly, and he murmured almost in a dream.
"A meteorite fell to earth, and a stone inscription read, 'The First Emperor will die, and the land will be divided.' The First Emperor was enraged, and ordered the execution of all the people living near the stone and the burning of the stone itself."
"this!!!"
Zou Yun gasped sharply, a chill instantly spreading from his feet throughout his body.
The few words in the history books have now become a deadly guillotine hanging over everyone's heads!
"Great Master, make a swift decision!"
"Great Master!!!"
Seeing Zou Yun frozen in place, his eyes vacant, it was unclear what he was thinking.
Feng Zhixue and Zheng Ze exchanged a glance, then bowed again in unison, their tone even more urgent.
In fact, they are not fools.
Throughout the journey, they had all witnessed Zou Yun's perfunctory and procrastinating attitude towards finding the "elixir of immortality."
He knew perfectly well that the Grand Master had no intention of prolonging His Majesty's life; the so-called "search for medicine" was merely an excuse to leave Xianyang smoothly.
If Ying Zheng really sent people here, they would have discovered the whereabouts of these people.
Feng Zhixue dared not even imagine how the First Emperor, in his rage, would deal with these people.
And this is something that even Meng Xuande probably had a vague idea of.
He simply didn't want to, nor dared to, speculate in that direction, much less dare to bring it up; he could only subconsciously suppress it in his heart.
However, at this moment, this "divine prophecy" forcibly dragged him into a situation he had to face.
For a moment, the room was eerily quiet.
Only the occasional bird call from outside the window accentuated the suffocating stillness.
The youngest, Wei Shuqing, held the pottery jar, somewhat bewildered.
Meng Xuande stood silently in the shadows of the corner, his face ashen, his right hand unconsciously pressing on the hilt of his sword at his waist, then slowly releasing it.
As he repeated this process, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.
"Great Master!!"
Seeing that Zou Yun remained unresponsive, like a clay or wooden sculpture.
Feng Zhixue was extremely anxious. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and prepared to put his words about "escaping to save his life" more bluntly.
But just as he opened his mouth...
Zou Yun, who had been standing still, suddenly raised his head.
A strong premonition made him forget to wipe the water off his face or respond to Feng Zhixue's urging.
He rushed out of the room and pushed open the wooden door to Zhang Shan's bedroom.
However, the scene that came into view made Zou Yun feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The room was completely empty!
Bamboo slips and books were neatly stacked on a low table, and the prepared medicinal herbs were categorized and placed in small compartments.
Everything was so orderly and spotless.
It was as if the room's owner had only left temporarily and would return at any moment.
However, it was precisely this cleanliness that pierced Zou Yun's tense nerves.
Last night's celestial anomalies, the prophetic stone inscriptions, his daily words and actions... all the clues were instantly connected by this house.
It points to an answer he least wants to believe at this moment, yet is all too clear!
"Depend on!"