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January 1, New Year's Day.
Friday.
Clear, with a light breeze and no clouds.
Auspicious for breaking ground, planting, and installing doors;
Inauspicious for marriage, praying for blessings, and digging wells.
The old almanac was called "old" precisely because many of its taboos had already fallen out of step with the times. Take digging wells, for example. In the agrarian society of several centuries ago, a single well could be of enormous importance to several villages. If a well was dug incorrectly, at best it would upset the earth's qi and affect the feng shui of the surrounding area; at worst, it might disrupt the balance of yin and yang and attract Spirits.
But now, as the Wizard Alliance's management system became increasingly refined, there were rarely any Spirits causing trouble in the outside world. There was less and less contact between ordinary people and wizards, and many of the old almanac's taboos became increasingly outdated.
After finishing morning practice, Zheng Qing headed toward the teaching building with his mind full of stray thoughts. It was not until he reached Linzhong Lake, saw the meat buns held by a passing wizard, and caught their aroma that he belatedly realized something.
"Where's Fatty Xin?" He tilted his head toward Xiao Xiao, looking thoroughly puzzled.
Normally, after the two of them finished morning practice, the Fat Wizard would have bought breakfast and waited beside Feiyuan for them to head to class together. Today, Zheng Qing had been distracted for a while and had somehow failed to notice that breakfast was missing.
Dr. Xiao silently glanced at him and raised the croissant in his hand.
"I divined it last night. There would be no breakfast today."
The short wizard spoke flatly, sounding extremely punchable. "But you know