How did Zhuge Liang predict Zhang Yi's fate after one thousand years? Is it a coincidence or can it be counted?

Zhuge Liang wrote a poem on the stone tablet with seal script: build a tower, build a dragon, tear down the tower and open it. Every year, the blood here is red. The demon was transported to north Sichuan, and the poison gas spread to east Sichuan. You don't need bamboo to play the flute, but an arrow goes through your chest. I don't know the truth, I can't study it, and the credibility of the documents I can find is not high. Let's look at it as a story.

There are different opinions about Zhang in history. Zhang was born as a farmer. After establishing political power, he led the rebel army to fight against the Qing army. However, Zhang seems to be a person who doesn't trust himself very much. After he established political power, he always suspected that someone would frame him. But this is only his personal suspicion. Later, Zhang, like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, visited the people incognito, but what was different was that Zhang was only cruising in his own territory.

But it was this voyage that aggravated Zhang's suspicion. It turned out that when Zhang and his party passed the Zhenjiang Bridge in Chengdu, they thought the bridge was magnificent and stopped to enjoy it. But at this time, they heard a child singing: "The bridge is a bow, the tower is an arrow, and the bow is shooting at the aircraft carrier hall." And Zhang happens to live in the lobby of the carriage.

Thinking of this, Zhang was afraid and angry, and immediately asked someone to tear down the bridge. However, in the process of dismantling the bridge, someone found a stone tablet engraved with the words: build a tower for a dragon and dismantle it for Zhang. Every year, the blood here is red. The demon was transported to north Sichuan, and the poison gas spread to east Sichuan. You don't need bamboo to play the flute, but an arrow goes through your chest. This means that Zhang will be shot through his chest with an arrow and die. And the result is really as Zhuge Liang said in this poem. In the Battle of Phoenix Slope, Zhang was shot through the heart with an arrow and died.