Wei Tu sat on a stone outside the stables, took out a dry tobacco pipe from his waist, stuffed some dried tobacco leaves into the brass pipe bowl, lit it with fire paper and puffed a few times.,The fox looked at the water, its eyes full of suspicion. It refilled the basin with fresh water and peered into it again.,As for the martial arts combat techniques, with peace prevailing in the world right now, there isn't much use for them. Of course, if an opportunity arises, Wei Tu wouldn't hesitate to learn.。