Seeing that Luo Yunji had finished the food in his hands, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly took another bulging oil-paper packet from the Bamboo Bag and handed it to him.
"There are still a lot of those Black-Robed Men?" Tian Buyi was outright startled when he heard Luo Yunji's words.
Luo Yunji nodded after hearing it. "Black old man said so!"
"Black old man?... You mean Blackheart Elder, right?" Zhang Xiaofan said, looking at Tian Buyi.
Tian Buyi turned to look at Blackheart Elder, who was standing not far away and staring at the huge rock, then nodded.
"This place is completely different from what Old Ancestor Fengyue said! I really don't know if the place they came to last time was actually here!" Zhang Xiaofan muttered, somewhat resentful.
"It's an illusion!" Luo Yunji opened the oil-paper packet in his hands, looked at the food inside, and smiled until his eyes narrowed. He quickly pinched up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
"An illusion again!" After hearing this, Tian Buyi thought for a while and felt that only this explanation made sense.
"Black old man said those Black-Robed Men have restrictions on them, so they can't get near the place where the Ice Bowl is kept. That's why they controlled other people to bring the Ice Bowl out. That Black Talisman doesn't just seal the Ice Bowl; it also seals those people in black clothes." Luo Yunji was eating happily. He pinched up a piece and stuffed it into Zhang Xiaofan's mouth. Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan also ate it very happily, he stuffed another piece into Tian Buyi's mouth.
Tian Buyi chewed a few times. It really was delicious. But when he reached out to take another piece, he saw Luo Yunji hurriedly hug the oil-paper packet to his chest