author:Master of BS
state:serializing
brief introduction:
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.,Without much thought, I went straight out the door.,As Hu Yang walked toward the poplar trees, the middle-aged man in the driver's seat strode forward and stood behind him, scrutinizing Hu Yang with caution.。