At three in the morning, Wei Tu checked his biological clock, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the kang bed, put on a coat in the dark, and went to the stable outside to light a lamp and start feeding the horses.,A man who resembled him, an old man with chicken skin and hair like a crane's feathers, appeared again.,As if sensing Weitu's thoughts, the golden seal blazed with light and transformed into two lines of text floating in Weitu's mind.。