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As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the inner door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in his forties with a very elegant appearance and long hair walked out from inside: "Fatty, you said someone is coming!?"

Behind the man, there was a stern-faced young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old. He glanced at everyone without saying a word, as if judging whether they were friends or enemies.

Bai Ningyu's eyes met his, and she was immediately shocked. She had never thought that he had already...

The fat Taoist priest pursed his lips and said to the crowd, "Since you're here, why don't you introduce yourself? Tell me which sect you're from and what you're here for?"

Li Shang bowed, stepped forward politely, and said, "I am a member of the Li family in Kyoto. This trip up the mountain is a mission assigned by my family. I was just being chased by the mechanical bird and accidentally stumbled into this place. The group of people behind me are my companions. May I ask your name and why you are here?"

The fat Taoist clicked his tongue, chuckled, raised his arm, shook his clothes a few times and said, "Just call me Fatty. Isn't it obvious that a Taoist priest should be in a Taoist temple?"

Everyone also understood that the fat man was not telling the truth.

Li Yanchen pointed at the chicken in the fat man's hand and said, "Do you monks also kill animals and eat meat?"

"Hehe, little brother, you don't understand this. For us, it's called letting the wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Daoist ancestor remains in his heart." The fat man said with a wry smile.

But there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and he murmured, "Come on, now we're not alone anymore. There are more people to support us in our old age, and we can have several mahjong tables together."

Everyone heard a different meaning in his words.

"What do you mean?" Li Shang looked at the fat Taoist priest and asked.

The middle-aged Taoist priest also sat down casually and said, "We came in a few years ago, but we found that once we entered the huge bronze door, we couldn't get out."

"Can't get out!?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Yes, even our brother can't get out, so I advise you not to waste your energy. By the way, tell me how you got in! Hey everyone, if you want to eat, go to the backyard. There are vegetable gardens and kitchens there, but you have to do it yourself." The fat man said to the crowd, and started plucking chicken feathers with his hands again.

Everyone thanked them and took out some instant food from the space and gave it to the three people. If you use other people's things, you should naturally give some thanks. This is the rule.

The middle-aged man opened a small biscuit, ate one piece first, then handed one piece to the young man leaning against the door frame next to him. Finally, he stood up, took a piece and stuffed it into the fat man's mouth.

Everyone dispersed and busied themselves with preparing food. Li Shang also took out a spotted wolf from the space and asked Xiao Jing to skin and debone it to serve as a snack for everyone.

Li Shang then talked about what happened along the way.

The fat man and the middle-aged man listened with great interest and chatted with everyone from time to time.

The young man had a blank expression on his face and lowered his head, not knowing whether he was listening or thinking about something.

After Li Shang finished telling about what happened along the way, the three men in Taoist robes all looked at Bai Ningyu.

The fat man couldn't help but ask curiously, "Miss Bai, how old are you?"

After saying this, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "Fatty, how can you ask age like that? You even asked how old you were. Do you think everyone is like this young man?"

He smiled apologetically and said, "Miss Bai, don't mind me. Fatty just loves to show off his so-called literature, and it's all just a bunch of crap once he opens his mouth."

Li Shang and the others naturally thought that the fat man was surprised to see that Bai Ningyu was so young but had such amazing skills, so he asked about her age. This was normal. After all, who would be a fourth-grade cultivator under the age of twenty? If you told others about it, they would probably think it was a fairy tale!

However, Bai Ningyu understood the meaning of the fat man's words. She chuckled. You know, considering her age in her previous life, she was already over a thousand years old. Asking how old he was was very appropriate.

"As for me, I'm about the same as this 'young man'." Bai Ningyu looked at the young man and said.

The rest of the group didn't find it strange to hear Bai Ningyu's answer. After all, the young man looked only about twenty years old.

However, this sentence sounded different to the ears of Fatty and the others. Was he really around twenty years old as he looked on the surface, or did he just look like he was twenty years old on the surface?

Hmm... this is a question worth pondering...

Xiao Jing had already peeled off the wolf's fur and asked, "Third Master, are we going to roast this?"

"Little girl, you are totally wasting food. This kind of wolf meat must be stewed to retain its original nutrients." The fat man stood up and shouted.

Hearing this, Li Shang said, "Then let's listen to this fat man and stew it."

Xiao Jing nodded, carrying the spotted wolf and walked towards the kitchen in the backyard.

"Do you know how to stew it? Forget it, I'll go and take a look." The fat man followed. In fact, the purpose of his going there was to keep an eye on Xiao Jing and the others, for he was afraid that this group of people would do something tricky and add ingredients to the food.

The sky gradually darkened and the smell of food wafted out. Everyone entered the house. Three tables were filled with food and a group of people gathered around.

Since they had consumed a lot of energy along the way, everyone started to eat voraciously.

After everyone took a sip of the wolf meat soup, they couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Xiao Jing said that these were all the fat man's skills, and she was just responsible for helping him.

Li Yanchen took a sip of the soup and praised, "Your cooking skills are amazing! It's incredible! If I ever go out, I'm sure I'll miss this!"

The fat man had a smug smile on his face. "That's right. Don't you see who I am? I raise them like my son and grandson. How can my cooking skills not be good?"

"Hey, you fat guy, it's bad enough that you take advantage of me, but you also take advantage of this young man. You are really getting more and more inflated!" The middle-aged man kicked the fat man next to him.

At the dinner table, everyone gradually became familiar with each other. During the conversation, they learned that the fat man and his group had originally lived in seclusion in a mountain village. Many years ago, the young man received a letter from his family, so they came here together.

I originally wanted to leave after finishing the things inside, but I didn't expect to be trapped here.

Moreover, they discovered that there was not only a large tomb in the mountain, but also a place for sacrifices, and that human sacrifices were performed regularly every year.