Yunyu Prefecture is named because the clouds in the sky do not disperse all year round and it is rainy. This state is rich in medicinal materials and has a wide variety of varieties, although it is located in the corner of the mainland, it is also very prosperous.

The Wuyin Mountain Range is located in the eastern part of Yunyu Prefecture, covering an area of about 4,000 square kilometers. Therefore, there is no cultivation sect or sect family to establish a foundation here, so it has become a resource for many low-level scattered cultivation growth.

In the center of the mountain range, there is a square city, called 'Yugufang'.

The workshop is located between the mountains, a thin layer of white mist shrouded in the sky, through the white fog, you can vaguely see the street buildings in the valley, hazy, like a picture scroll reflected in the water seems to be real.

On the left peak, a mischievous chickadee is also attracted by this picturesque scenery, chirping, and jumping down from the peak.

When it got close to the white mist, the finch slammed and was then bounced out, as if hitting an invisible wall. The finch chirped a few times for some reason, flapped its wings to stabilize its body, and flew away in panic.

Entering the valley, it is a square paved with bluestone, the bluestone ground is uneven, and the traces of the axe and chisel can be faintly seen, and it is obvious that the construction time is not long.

Behind it is the same bluestone street, less than 100 zhang from beginning to end, and there are only fifty or sixty shops on the left and right.

Although the area and the number of shops are not large, there are hundreds of monks coming in and out every day, who calls this place the only trading place in the Wuyin Mountains.

At the edge of the square, a little boy in a black robe sat in a wheelchair, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly between breathing, as if he was asleep.

Behind him, the dead leaves of the tree fell, swept up by the breeze, and swirled lightly in the air, swaying after a few breaths, and it seemed that it was about to fall on the top of the child's head.

At this moment, a hand as smooth as jade pinched the leaves, and then threw them on the stone ground at random.

The owner of the hand is a twenty-eight-year-old girl, dressed in an emerald green palace skirt, with a concave and convex figure, and her facial features are not outstanding, so she can only be regarded as a medium appearance.

The girl naturally walked to the back of the wheelchair, stretched out her white hand, and pressed the child's head.

The movements are skillful and natural, the strength is gentle, it seems that this action has been done many times, and then the children's shoulders, arms, back, and thighs are all pinched and kneaded by the girl.

The strange thing is that after all the tea time has passed, the child has not seen any awakening, his eyes are still closed, and his green face is dull.

It was as if it were not a living person, but a sculpture, and it looked very strange.

The little boy is the owner of this place, called "Yu Zefeng", Yugufang is also named because of his surname, although you are the owner, but only a nine-year-old child.

The bizarre thing is that he has been a living dead since birth, not even a squeak, not to mention kneading on him, even giving him a few slaps, he is still like this.

Yu Zefeng was not born in the Fog Hidden Mountains, and his origin is actually not simple.

Father and mother are both inheritance disciples of the Inscription Sword Sect, and grandfather is the third elder of the Inscription Sword Sect.

The Mingxin Sword Sect is one of the top forces in Yunyu Prefecture, even if you look at the entire continent, it is also among the second-rate forces, and the strong people in the sect are like clouds.

After he was born, his grandparents searched for all the Dan Dao masters in Yunyu Prefecture for his illness, and even spent a lot of money to invite some masters from other states, but they were helpless about his situation, which can be said to be heartbroken.

It wasn't until he was two years old that he was worried that he would be prejudiced in the sect, so he asked his servants to take Yu Zefeng and established Yugufang here.

In the first few years, his parents often came to visit, but three years ago, after his parents gave birth to a dragon and phoenix baby, they came only a handful of times.

The wheelchair girl named "Zhu'er", seventeen this year, is a maid who has taken care of him since he was a child, with a gentle and considerate personality, and has taken care of him meticulously over the years.

Every day, Zhu'er would push Yu Zefeng across the streets, and then stay on the peaks outside the square or valley, kneading his whole body to invigorate his blood and dredge his meridians.

In addition, there is a middle-aged "Uncle Hua", who also accompanied Yu Zefeng here seven years ago, taking care of him while taking care of Fang City, and he is also a simple and loyal person.

Zhu'er's pinching did not stop, and half an hour passed after a busy life, and the jade face was also tired and sweaty.

Standing up, he took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

However, inadvertently, the action of raising his hand to wipe his sweat came to an abrupt end.

The ruddy little mouth was wide open, and the jade face was full of incredulity and shock, but this expression disappeared in a flash, followed by the hand covering the red lips, and the face was in disbelief ecstasy.

It's a long story, but all this change is a blink of an eye.

made her expression so abrupt, just because of the little boy in the wheelchair in front of her. Although his face was still dull, his eyes, which had been closed for nine years, suddenly opened.

The pitch-black pupils flashed with a touch of spiritual light, like a lightning bolt drawing out of the abyss, and in Zhu'er's heart, this light seemed to illuminate the whole world.

These eyes were fixed on Zhu'er, without turning or blinking, as if they were a painting, and they froze.

Zhu'er seemed to have stopped breathing at the moment, but she just stared at Yu Zefeng desperately, for fear that if she was not careful, she would disturb the picture at this moment.

But after only twenty breaths, the light in Yu Zefeng's eyes gradually faded, and his eyelids began to close slowly.

This change made Zhu'er Hua's face pale, and she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders, looked directly into his eyes, and kept shouting in her mouth:

"Young Master...... Master. ”

The tone became more and more anxious, even panicked, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Looking at the young master's completely closed eyes, he still shook his shoulders vigorously without giving up, and suddenly seemed to remember something, picked up Yu Zefeng with great effort, turned around and ran towards the courtyard on the street, shouting in surprise as he ran:

"Uncle Hua, look at the young master, the young master has just opened his eyes. ”

"Uncle Hua, Uncle Hua, come and see the young master. ”

......

Stumbling in a hurry along the way, arousing the curiosity of people in shops and streets.

Uncle Hua was sitting at the stone table a moment ago and tasting tea, and every time he took a sip, he shook his head and muttered in a low voice, although he couldn't hear what was in his mouth, it was not difficult to see that he was in a very good mood.

Hearing the cry from outside the hospital, he quickly got up, because he was in a hurry in his heart, he unconsciously mobilized his spiritual power, and his strength erupted from the body in a circle, and the stone table was shocked and flew more than a foot away, and fell to the ground with a few bangs.

Flashed to the courtyard door, boom the courtyard door exploded, sawdust splashed, hurriedly took Yu Zefeng from the hand of Zhu'er who ran over, and hurriedly looked from head to toe for a while, and found that it was the same as before, and the heart of the mention fell.

looked at Zhu'er with an inquiring face, and the latter hurriedly poured beans and recounted the events in the square just now, and Uncle Hua was also shocked after listening to it.

Then he checked Yu Zefeng up and down several times, and even removed his eyelids and looked at each other for a long time.

But a quarter of an hour has passed, and there is still nothing to find and can only give up, of course Uncle Hua will not think that Zhu'er is lying, but he himself is also puzzled and confused.

After a while, Uncle Hua immediately decided to send a letter to the Mingxin Sword Sect about what happened today, and repeatedly told Zhu'er to take care of the young master more carefully.

Three months passed, and Yu Zefeng's parents received a message and sent a Danshi to check, but there was no follow-up after still no result.

During this period, Yu Zefeng returned to the state of the living dead a few years ago, which made Uncle Hua and Zhu'er sad and disappointed.

Time flies like water, and another three years have passed since Zhu'er discovered Yu Zefeng's abnormality. The difference is that half a year after that incident, he will open his eyes briefly from time to time, and his pupils will flash into inspiration, from once every few months at the beginning, to several times a month now.

And whenever this time, Zhu'er and Uncle Hua say the most to him is:

"Young Master, can you say something?"

"Young Master, can you hear me?"