Zhang Zian pushed the door open. Subconsciously, he felt that this was the door of the teahouse. It seemed that they were going to leave after finishing their tea.
He walked forward a few steps in a daze, wondering why the tea did not have any refreshing effect. At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His body shivered and he suddenly woke up.
Is this … the top of the mountain?
He looked around. The top of the mountain should have been paved with stone bricks. It was very flat. There were a few small shops that were closed because there were no tourists to buy anything. There was also a pavilion and a few stone benches and other man-made objects. But these things were all gone.
There was only wild grass under his feet. The soft texture of the soil was completely different from that of the stone slabs. However, the old pine trees were still standing.
Where is this?
He suddenly turned around and was shocked to find that the Teahouse in Hidden Fog was also gone. There was nothing behind him except the old pine trees and weeds.
This is not right. The teahouse is gone. Where did I come from?
Right, where are Grandpa Tea and Fa Tiai?
The three of them came together, but now he was the only one left on the top of the mountain.
"Grandpa Tea! Fa Tiai! Where are you? "
He shouted and listened carefully.
Except for the slight sound of the wind, there was no response.
Was the teahouse really a product of another dimension? Grandpa Tea and Fa Tiai did not have time to leave and were taken to another dimension?
He was sweating profusely.
No, even if the teahouse was a product of another dimension, why did the whole top of the mountain change?
He quickly walked to the entrance of the mountain path. There were no more bluestone paths, no roads at all. Other than goats, only agile hunters and herb gatherers would be able to climb up using the shallow caves and slightly protruding rocks.
What the hell? How could he go down?
He did not have the ability to climb. If he forced himself down the mountain, he would only end up as a box.
Right, cell phone!
I need to call for help!
He reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone.
No signal.
What happened? There was a signal on 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, there was no response from the heavens or the earth. 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 hard, trying to get rid of the distracting thoughts and focus his mind, trying to figure out what was going on with this strange situation.
Soon, he gave up thinking about science, because it was obviously not something that science could do. There were only two possibilities left: paranormal events and supernatural phenomena.
He didn't believe that there were any real supernatural events, at least he hadn't encountered any. He also didn't think that any supernatural events would appear in front of Vladimir and Fathi. Even the thousand-year-old Sadako wouldn't dare to cause trouble.
So it's a supernatural phenomenon?
Alien abduction?
As soon as he thought of the word 'hijacking', his mind suddenly flashed with inspiration. It was as if he had seen the sun after dispelling the clouds, and his courage was boosted. Even if all his anxiety and fear didn't vanish into thin air, he would at least retreat.
Other than aliens, there was another immortal who could do this and kidnap him into a different space without anyone knowing.
And compared to the mysterious and unpredictable 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 lay on his back on the lawn and watched the clouds in the sky.
This incomparably familiar transition between reality and dream seamlessly made him 99% sure that this butterfly elfin did it.
The only thing he wasn't clear about was when he was pulled into the dream.
He remembered that during the day, he, Old Time Tea, and Fathi drank tea at the Teahouse in Hidden Fog and went home without a hitch. After returning home, everything was as usual. Looking after the shop, eating, closing, and sleeping.
Of course, this memory may not be real. It's entirely possible that the whole day was a dream. It's even possible that he was trapped in her first dream and didn't come out. He thought that he had defeated her, but in fact, he had just entered another, deeper dream within a dream.
One dream within another, infinitely nested like a Russian doll.
The most terrible thing about her dreams was that they were seamlessly connected, blurring the boundary between reality and dreams. People didn't know when they entered the dream, and they didn't know if they had woken up or not.
Rustle.
The subtle sound of a long skirt dragging on the lawn came from the direction of his head.
Then, in the background of the blue sky and white clouds, a beautiful face appeared. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, and her face was expressionless. However, her eyes were flashing with colorful butterfly-like light.
She was still wearing a Hanfu, one that 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 say hello. "How have you been? Have you had breakfast? "
She didn't answer, as if she didn't care to answer.
Zhang Zian tried to put on a winner's smile, although he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart. He said loudly, "I won again. I saw through the puzzle you set at a glance. After all, I am also an old driver. I was just a little flustered …"
Zhuang Xiaodie stared at him in silence, but the more she stared at him, the more guilty he felt.
After a long while, she slowly said, "How long are you going to lie on the ground?"
"It's very comfortable to lie on the grass. Why don't you 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 use his words.
He couldn't read Zhuang Xiaodie's mind from her face. After a while, she moved lightly and disappeared from his field of vision.
He tilted his head and saw her walk to the edge of the top of the mountain. There was no mountain road there, only a steep slope similar to a cliff.
"Hey! Don't take things too hard! "He shouted." If you have something to say, say it. Don't be so quick to kill yourself. "
She didn't answer and said abruptly, "Then you continue to lie down. You can lie down as long as you want, but then you will miss out on a good show. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
A good show?
What is there to see in this kind of wild mountain?
Instead, Zhang Zian was intrigued by her. He hesitated for a moment, got up from the ground, stretched, and walked to the edge of the cliff. He stood side by side with her and tried to look into the distance.
A team of cars was moving from the foot of the mountain. The team dragged out a long line, but this team was not made up of cars. Instead, it was pulled by animals such as carriages, oxcarts, and donkey carts.
In front of the team, someone puffed up his cheeks and worked hard to play the suona. The sound was erratic and went straight up.
"What is this? Shooting a costume film? "Zhang Zian asked, puzzled.
Zhuang Xiaodie said faintly, "This is a wedding team. They want to send a lady from a big family to Binhai Town."
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