The Heavenly Physici

On top of Guifeng Mountain, in a thatched hut, Hu Yang, wearing a sleeveless shirt and sandals, was lazily sitting on a wooden table with his legs crossed. He held a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, closing his eyes and counting something.,To Hu Yang's surprise, the old man on the other end of the phone sounded unusually serious.,When Hu Yang spoke, his hands remained clasped together as he tilted his head and looked towards the end of the road.。