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.,He's been dizzy on and off lately, feeling like he's floating. All this torment has left him weak and exhausted.,The bone at the shoulder rubbed against the iron hook, creating a strange and chilling sound.。