Thursday.
The twenty-third day of the third month.
Geng Yin Year, Xin Si Month, Bing Chen Day.
Clash with Dog, evil in the south; the Duty Deity was Siming.
Today's old almanac was rather unusual.
Auspicious: None.
Inauspicious: Do nothing else.
"Do nothing else" meant that aside from the things the old almanac deemed suitable, nothing else was appropriate; and, as it happened, today's "auspicious" activities were "none," meaning there was nothing suitable to do today.
This kind of listing did not mean that nothing whatsoever could be done that day. It simply was not suitable for major undertakings such as breaking ground, fasting rituals, or travel. Life still had to go on; people still had to eat and attend school.
Normally, this was no big deal. After all, days marked "nothing is suitable" were everywhere in the old almanac, and Zheng Qing had encountered them before. Besides, if First University's young wizards strictly lived according to the old almanac's rules, their colorful extracurricular lives would inevitably be greatly diminished, seriously undermining the almanac's standing among the younger generation.
So most people merely laughed it off.
Few took it seriously.
But that carefree attitude was smashed to pieces when the Black Gemstone Cat returned—like a freshly bought scoop of ice cream that fell to the ground after just one lick.
Before the Black Gemstone Cat hopped back into Zheng Qing's hands, the young man had still felt a little curious and expectant. Looking back from another perspective at what a version of himself that was not quite himself had done seemed very interesting.
But once the Black Gemstone Cat's memories flooded into his mind, he regretted it.
He had been careless.
He had not laid down ground rules with the bastard beforehand.
He had never expected that in just half