Duskapos;s boundary

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.,The bone at the shoulder rubbed against the iron hook, creating a strange and chilling sound.,Moreover, even if I didn't open my mouth to ask for help, this person should have seen the iron hooks on my shoulders.。