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.,Just as Hu Yang was pondering, a few flies flew around.,Just at this moment, Yun Yanran received a call. After saying a few words, her face was full of grief, "Uncle Lu, please send me back as soon as possible. My grandfather can no longer breathe on his own and can only rely on a ventilator to maintain his life. I... want to see him for one last time."。