Chapter 1661
Zhang Zian pushed the door open-Gong Jie subconsciously felt that this should be the door of the teahouse-it seemed that she was going to leave after finishing her tea.
He took a few steps forward in a daze, still a little puzzled as to why the tea did not have any refreshing effect. At this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His body quivered, and he suddenly woke up.
Was this ... The peak of the mountain?
He looked around in a daze. The top of the mountain should be covered with stone bricks and was very flat. There were a few small shops that had closed because there were no tourists buying things, a Pavilion, and a few stone benches and other man-made objects, but these things were all gone.
The surroundings were barren, and there were only wild weeds growing under his feet. The soft feeling of the soil was completely different from the stone slabs, but the ancient pine trees were still standing.
Where was this place?
He suddenly turned around, but was shocked to find that the teahouse in hidden fog had also disappeared. It was empty behind him, and there were only twisted ancient pine trees and weeds.
'This isn't right. If the teahouse is gone, where did I come out from?'
By the way, where are old time tea and Fati?
The three of them had clearly come together, but now he was the only one left on the mountain peak.
"Grandpa tea! Law pushing! Where are you guys?"
He shouted loudly and then listened carefully.
There was no response other than the slight sound of the wind.
Could it be that the teahouse was really a product of a different dimension, and that old time tea and Fati had been taken to another dimension before they could leave?
He was drenched in cold sweat.
No, even if the teahouse was a product of a different dimension, why did the entire mountaintop change?
He quickly walked to the entrance of the mountain path. There was no more bluestone-paved mountain path there. Perhaps only The Mountain Goats, or the agile hunters and herb gatherers, could climb up by using the shallow cliff nests and slightly raised rocks.
The F * ck? How was he going to get down?
He didn't have the ability to rock climb, and if he forced his way down the mountain, he would only end up as a crate.
Oh right, cell phones!
Hurry up and call for help!
Out of habit, he reached into his pocket and took out his phone.
There was no signal.
What was going on? There was a signal at the top of the mountain. This was China, where every village had internet access, not the United States.
Trapped on the top of the mountain, no one responded to him. There were no springs or wild animals on the palm-sized mountain top. If this continued, he would die Here sooner or later.
He scratched his head and tried to get rid of all the distracting thoughts. He focused his mind and tried to figure out what was going on with this strange situation.
Soon, he gave up on scientific thinking, because this was obviously not something science could do. There were only two possibilities left: Supernatural events and phenomena.
He didn't believe that there were any real supernatural events, at least he had never encountered one before. He also didn't think that any supernatural events could appear in front of Vladimir and Fati. Even Sadako, who had become a spirit after a thousand years, would not dare to cause trouble.
Was it a supernatural phenomenon?
Alien hijacking?
As soon as he thought of the word "hostage," a light suddenly flashed in his mind. Like the clouds were cleared and the sun was seen, his courage was boosted. All the anxiety and fear, if not disappeared, at least they retreated.
In addition to aliens, there was another god who could do this and kidnap him to a different space without anyone knowing.
And compared to the mysterious aliens, he was more willing to face the latter. After all, his winning rate against the latter was currently 1:0.
Zhuang Xiaodie, I know it's you. Come out."
He laid on his back on the grass, quietly watching the clouds in the sky.
He was 99% sure that this butterfly elf was the one who had switched between reality and dream.
The only thing he wasn't sure of was when he was pulled into the dream.
He remembered that during the day, he, old time tea, and Fati had finished tea at the teahouse in hidden fog and went home smoothly. After returning home, everything was normal: looking after the shop, eating, closing the shop, and sleeping.
Of course, this memory might not be real. It was entirely possible that the entire day was a dream. It was even possible that he had been trapped in her first dream and had not come out. He thought that he had defeated her, but in fact, he had only entered a deeper dream within a dream.
One dream after another, like a Russia nesting doll, they were endlessly nested.
The scariest thing about her dreams was the seamless and smooth transition, which blurred the boundary between reality and the dream, making it impossible for people to know when she entered the dream or whether she had woken up.
Rustle.
The soft sound of a long dress dragging on the lawn came from above his head.
Then, in the background of the blue sky and white clouds, a beautiful face appeared. Her hair was tied up, and she was expressionless, but her eyes were shining with a butterfly-like colorful light.
She was still wearing the traditional Han Chinese clothing, which he had never seen before. It was still so fitting and gorgeous.
"Yo! Long time no see!"
He pretended to be calm and raised his hand to greet her."How have you been? Have you had breakfast?"
She didn't answer, as if she couldn't be bothered to answer.
Zhang Zian tried his best to smile like a winner. Although he didn't have any confidence, he said loudly,""I won again. I saw through your trap with one look. After all, I'm an experienced player. I just panicked a little ..."
Zhuang Xiaodie stared at him in silence, but the more she stared at him, the more guilty he felt.
"How long are you going to lie on the ground?" she asked after a while.
"Lying on the grass is very comfortable, do you want to lie down for a while? "Anyway, the place is quite big ..." Zhang Zian spoke without thinking. Since he couldn't gain the upper hand in terms of momentum, he could only play the fool.
He couldn't read Zhuang Xiaodie's thoughts from her face. After a while, she moved lightly and disappeared from his field of vision.
He tilted his head and saw that she was walking to the edge of the mountain. There were no mountain roads there, only a steep slope close to a cliff.
"Hey! Don't take things too hard!" "Let's talk this out," he shouted."Don't try to court death."
She didn't continue the conversation and suddenly said,""Then you can continue to lie down. You can lie down for as long as you want, but you'll miss out on a good show. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
A lively scene?
What's there to see in this barren mountain?
Zhang Zian's curiosity was piqued by her. He hesitated for a moment, then got up from the ground, stretched, and walked to the edge of the cliff. He stood side by side with her, trying to look into the distance.
A long line of carriages was moving from the foot of the mountain. However, they were not made up of cars, but horse carriages, ox carriages, and donkey carriages.
At the front of the convoy, someone puffed up his cheeks and played the suona with all his might. The sound was fleeting and soaring.
"What's this for? Shooting a period drama?" Zhang Zian asked, puzzled.
"This is a bridal team," Zhuang Xiaodie said lightly."They are going to send a lady from a rich family to Binhai town."