He was now leaning half against a hall-like room. In the center stood a table covered in dust, an eight immortals table, with several low square stools. Against the wall were blackened stones piled up to make a stove.,But even now, he still doesn't know why he was locked in here.,But it was a case of solving one problem only to create another. Though the gourd quench his thirst, he soon became hungry again.。