Walking leisurely on the streets of the Eastern Capital, the city has undergone earth-shaking changes in the twenty-year history of the Chu State. The streets are crowded with people, and the bustling scenery is dizzying.

Occasionally passing by a tofu brain stall, the aroma of tofu brain made Shui Qingtian can't help but move his index finger, he took out a few copper plates, asked for a bowl of tofu brain, and like everyone else, sat on the small horse, and drank it in small sips.

The old man looked a little uncomfortable, and every time he raised his arm, the corners of his mouth would crack a little, as if there was some pain.

Most of the diners are familiar with the boss, so someone asked, "Is the old man rheumatism again?" ”

"It's an old problem, and when my shoulder hurts, the sky is about to change. You'd better bring an umbrella when you go out! The old man looked up at the sky, the sunlight was blocked by the clouds from time to time, and he said with a smile: "Maybe the rain has fallen before it gets dark." ”

"Go to Wang's Medical Center, they are the best at treating rheumatism." Someone said.

Another person mocked: "Brother, how long have you not been out?" Wang's Medical Center has long since ceased to do it. ”

For the common people in the market, the closure of a familiar medical hall is far more attractive to them than military affairs, and they immediately discuss it. The person who knew the inside story proudly held the tofu brain bowl and said loudly: "Of course, the medical skills of the Wang Medical Hall are clever, but their ancestors have trained their ancestors, and their medical skills are passed on to their sons and daughters. The previous generation had no sons, and Dr. Wang reluctantly recruited a son-in-law, which can be regarded as passing on the medical skills to another generation. But his daughter is not angry, and she gave birth to a daughter...... Isn't this broken? Speaking of which, the Wang family's treatment of rheumatism and asthma is also well-known in the Eastern Capital. The ancestors also had an imperial doctor! Now, alas, don't mention it! ”

Those listeners sighed, and they all regretted that if there were three disasters and eight disasters in the future, there would be a lack of a reliable medical center.

Shui Qingkong raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, put down the empty bowl, asked the owner of the tofu stall for directions, and continued to walk towards Xiaogongmen Lane.

There is indeed a grocery store in Xiaogongmen Alley, and the people living in this alley are not rich families, all blue brick houses, and a few children playing on the road. Shui Qingtian walked slowly into the grocery store, the small shop is small, but it is full of organs, from candy for children to kitchen utensils and sundries. The shopkeeper and his wife were lazily leaning against the door basking in the sun, no matter how you looked, this didn't look like Wei Wushu's secret stronghold.

According to Qin Fei's explanation, after several inquiries, Shui Qingtian took out five taels of silver and whispered the time and place.

Without even raising his eyes, the shopkeeper took his money, took out a bag of salt and eggs, and went on basking in the sun.

Although Shui Qingtian is not from a secret department, he is well-informed, and knows that the most important thing for these people is their own safety, and if they are casually seen, they don't know how many years they have died. Most of the people of Wei Wushu were old subjects who were loyal to Wei. Looking at this couple, maybe twenty years ago, this dumb shop owner was still a warrior in the Wei army! With respect, Shui Qingtian cast a respectful gaze at Wei Wushu and his wife, who were fighting in the heart of the enemy, and then drifted away.

The old man's rheumatism was indeed very accurate, and the drizzle had already fallen when it was only dark. Amazingly, a flash of lightning swept through the sky, and the spring thunder was rolling, and the drizzle had turned into heavy rain in an instant. If Shui Qingtian was willing, there would not be a drop of rain falling on him, and he didn't want to be too different, so he bought a very expensive cloth umbrella from a black-hearted merchant on the side of the road, and walked along the bluestone road to Xicheng.

The rain fell on the surface of the umbrella, thumping, and streams of rain flowed down the corners of the umbrella. Shui Qingtian is a person who can endure loneliness, and he stands quietly on the stone bridge of an artificial lake in Xicheng. Occasionally, passers-by would not be surprised to see him alone in the rain. In the Eastern Capital, there are all kinds of people. Some poets especially like to quietly come to places where no one is looking for poetry when it is windy and rainy......

In the rain, a man wrapped in a coat and a wide hat stepped onto the stone bridge step by step. He tried to walk easily, but in the eyes of the great grandmaster Shui Qingtian, he was eager to try with every step, and his body's posture kept shifting between attacking and fleeing. His cultivation is not high, and Shui Qingkong can knock him down with one finger.

The man walked up to the stone bridge, and when he was still five steps away from the clear sky, he stopped and said softly, "Why is it thundering now?" ”

"It should be thundering in the afternoon." The water and clear skies followed.

"Is it Lei Gong at the foot?" The man laughed.

The water and the sky raised the umbrella high, and although the rain obscured his view, everything was so clear in his eyes. It was a young face, with a bit of anger and a bit of impulsiveness peculiar to young people. The person on the other side was also looking at him with interest! Their question actually didn't mean anything, just connecting the first word at the beginning of each sentence, which was 'Wei Wushu'. It's just a code to determine identity.

"You are Wei Bingyin?" Shui Qingtian asked lightly, "Who is your mother?" ”

Wei Bingyin said in a low voice: "Concubine Xuan, who entered the palace in Jinghong's seventh year, is her mother. ”

The memories that have been sealed for a long time in the clear sky are opened, he is a great Wei concubine, and many things are remembered very clearly, Concubine Xuan is a smart and beautiful woman, she did enter the palace in the seventh year of Jinghong, and gave birth to a son in the ninth year of Jinghong, that is, in the year of Bingyin, and named Wei Bingyin. When Wei Bingyin was very young, Shui Qingtian once hugged him...... It's just that the gap between the child who was still crying and nursing at that time and the young man in front of him is too big......

"Are you ......" Wei Bingyin asked rhetorically: "I know that when you came there to find me, the five taels of silver given were the treasury silver of the Great Wei treasury back then." Who are you? Who told you that I could be found there? ”

Shui Qingkong didn't answer all his questions, and said softly: "I'm Shui Qingkong." ”

Wei Bingyin's eyes flashed with a strange look, as if he was excited, and as if he was a little afraid, his body couldn't help but tremble, and it took a while to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "I thought you were dead." ”

"I thought you were dead, too." Shui Qingkong said lightly: "Very good, we are all alive." The Great Wei royal family is not extinct! ”

"What if there is no extinction? I'm a waste! Wei Bingyin laughed miserably: "I am a dead eunuch, I can't be humane, and I can't let the royal family continue." The only purpose of living is to fight with Chu Fan and Tang Yin. ”

Shui Qingkong didn't care and asked, "When were you castrated?" ”

"When I was three years old." Wei Bingyin said angrily.

"The Great Wei royal family has a divine skill, called "Heavenly Traces". Take the righteousness as, if there is a trace in the sky, I will make up for the sky. Change your life against the sky, what God can't do, we will do. The origin of the scars is no longer known. Maybe it was created by Emperor Shenwu himself, or maybe it was the divine skill that he got from the heavens. There are not only cultivation methods in the Heavenly Scars, but also many wonderful exercises. It can prolong people's lives, and it can turn people into good. If you're a celestial eunuch, then I can't help it. Since you were castrated later, I can try to make you a real man again. ”

Wei Bingyin's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the clear sky full of hope, and said in a trembling voice: "Really? ”

"Really!"

Shui Qingkong didn't finish speaking, he didn't want this long-suffering child to be nervous any longer. There is indeed such an exercise in the Heavenly Scar, but it is extremely depleting of the true element. The caster must have the cultivation of the Great Grandmaster, cooperate with the Heavenly Scar Exercises, and make every effort to urge the part of the Dharma recipient that has passed away, so that in a short period of time, he will grow wildly and eventually become a normal man.

This kind of exercise is too bizarre and terrifyingly expensive. After a great master does his best, he will have to recuperate for at least half a year before he can recover his vitality. And the recipient of the Dharma must also breathe and eat for half a year, let alone a woman. When everything is fully stabilized, it is considered to be back to normal in the true sense.

In the history of the Great Wei Dynasty, there have only been two times in the history of the Great Wei Dynasty. Once because a certain great eunuch made a prominent contribution to the Great Wei. In recognition of him, the Emperor of Wei, who was already a great grandmaster at the time, personally urged him to revitalize and make him a man again. And another time, it was a young genius and famous general, in the battle with the barbarians, he repeatedly performed miraculous feats and bravely killed the enemy, but he was injured by a stray arrow, and the famous general family of several generations was about to die, and another great master was awarded the exercises by His Majesty to heal him.

"Is there any safe and secluded place for Wei Wushu to treat you?" Shui Qingkong asked.

Wei Bingyin nodded vigorously, overjoyed. Even the joy of a man's high school champion is not as good as the excitement of a eunuch hearing that he can return to his usual state.

Wei Bingyin is not alone, of course he knows who Shui Qingtian is. The concubine of the Great Wei royal family, the miraculous achievement. If others say this, Wei Bingyin will think that he is talking in a dream, but these words come from the mouth of Shui Qingtian, then he is definitely trustworthy.

Shui Qingtian looked up at the distant lights and asked leisurely: "That bright light, is it the Imperial Palace of Chu State?" ”

"Exactly!"

"I've never fought Pang Zhen on a fair level. For this outstanding figure of the state of Chu...... Hey! Shui Qingtian smiled dumbly, when he was old, how could he still be as competitive as a young man? However, in his heart, he just wanted to compete with Pang Zhen to see if the great grandmaster of Wei was powerful, or the great grandmaster of Chu was stronger.

"Pang Zhen, it's not easy to deal with!" Wei Bingyin had a worried look on his face, after all, in comparison, Pang Zhen has been famous all these years and has not tasted a defeat, and such a record is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Shui Qingkong said leisurely: "When I cure you and recuperate, try him again." At our level, it is not an easy task for whoever wants to kill whom. ”

A flash of lightning flashed, and the dark blue light tore the sky to pieces, and at that moment, Wei Bingyin clearly saw a face that was also full of anticipation.