When he was washing his legs in the yellow mud water of the wooden tub, under the light from the stable, Wei Tu clearly saw his own face at this moment.,The face in the basin kept changing, Weitu's appearance had grown older, from a youthful weariness to truly becoming an old man with crow’s feet and white hair.,“If there are destinies, then...are there also legendary immortals Living forever, strolling in the North Sea in the morning and on Mount Cangwu in the evening.”。