At this time, he just wanted to take a simple rest, and then drink a cup of cool and light tea, so that he could continue to ride the red rabbit horse and rush to the top of the Wumen Tianshan Mountain, after all, his wife and children are the first priority, as for this legend, Yang Zhenqiang naturally has no mood to care.

At this moment, the young man's voice also broke through the air, breaking the dull breath and reaching Yang Zhenqiang's ears.

He listened to the sound coming, and his eyes also looked at the source of the voice, "You are the second child in this teahouse?" The young man who looked at the source of the voice also looked it up and down intentionally or unintentionally, and asked in a low voice.

"This master, we are the second child in this teahouse, if you want to ask something, or want to eat something, please just tell the little one. Xiao Er replied with a smile, for fear that he would say something wrong and offend Yang Zhenqiang, so he didn't dare to be a little sluggish in the speed of his answer.

"Since you are the second child in this teahouse..."Yang Zhenqiang swept the surrounding area with his afterglow, and continued to ask: "Then let me briefly ask you something?"

"Okay, sir, please speak. Xiao Er said.

"It's your teahouse, how do you feel deserted, there is no shadow of a passerby?" Yang Zhenqiang raised his hand, his fingers lightly pointed around, and simply stroked around the square circle.

"This ......"

Hearing Yang Zhenqiang's question, Xiao Er also wanted to speak and stopped, and there was a touch of bitterness on the corner of his mouth, and even his expression was a little more uncomfortable, "Master, can't you see those guests?"

"Guest?"

Yang Zhenqiang's eyes glanced around, except for the silence that pierced the air, it was the petals of the peach blossoms scattered here, pink with a hint of rain and dew.

He didn't understand it, where is the guest that Xiao Er said?

Between the teahouse that can be seen at the end at this glance, and the teahouse where you can see the whole picture at a glance, in addition to the emptiness, the occasional sound of rain dripping can be heard in the air, which is the sound of Xiao Er's breathing.

As for the 'guest' mentioned in Xiao Er's mouth, this is not in the teahouse, it seems to be like a ghost, and it is nothing.

Yang Zhenqiang's eyes looked at Xiao Er on the side again, and he also glanced at Xiao Er up and down, but found that Xiao Er's expression was a little more dignified, which couldn't help but make him feel a little puzzled.

"It's okay, I'll just ask. ”

He looked at Xiao Er, showed a somewhat calm smile, and also brought the topic to Caodi, and continued to ask the next question: "In addition, why do you use a bamboo pole to prop up a white cloth on the side of your teahouse, and there is no font on the white cloth?"

"Oh?!"

Hearing Yang Zhenqiang's answer, Xiao Er didn't say anything, just continued to listen to his Yang Zhenqiang's next question, "White cloth?" When he heard these two words, he obviously felt a little puzzled, and his eyes also looked to the side.

In the end, he also stayed on the side, on the white cloth weighed by the bamboo pole, Xiao Er looked at the white cloth on the side, and suddenly realized, and did not stay on the white cloth, but looked at Yang Zhenqiang, and replied: "If you return to the master, there are words on the cloth, and a big gold-inlaid font is written, called the word 'tea'." ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a few seconds and reminded simply: "If you can't see the words written on the white cloth, just rest here, then don't go, don't stay longer, then drink some tea, and leave early." The tone was also a little heavier at this moment.

The words that came out of Xiao Er's mouth were a kind reminder, but they also doubled the atmosphere around the entire teahouse.

Instantaneous.

A cold breath condensed in the air, and the cold air spread to the surroundings, gradually freezing the original water droplets.

Yang Zhenqiang listened to these words, and he was also extremely incomprehensible, and the doubts about this teahouse in his heart doubled, "Listen to what you mean, could it be that there is something strange in here?"

He looked at Xiao Er, and he was particularly puzzled by what Xiao Er meant by this?

He swept around again, but found that the surrounding land was still empty, and there was no one to be seen even on the square wooden tables.

Then, his eyes looked at the previous white cloth, and there was still not a word on the white cloth... In this way, Yang Zhenqiang also had a lot of doubts, he couldn't see that there was a 'word' on the white cloth.

As for Xiao Er's mouth, there are words on the white cloth, and the word 'tea' is written, how he looks at it, how to watch, and he doesn't see any words on the white cloth.

In an instant.

Yang Zhenqiang's feeling about this place has changed from the original doubts to mysteries, and even the eyes of this teahouse are extremely unusual.

"Look at what the master said, how can it... There will be absolutely nothing bad in this teahouse in our house, so you can rest assured about this. When Xiao Er replied to this, his breath was obviously insufficient, and even the liquid in his throat was extremely difficult to swallow, and the crisp sound of 'Gu Dong' also came out between his throats, resounding in all directions.

Facing Yang Zhenqiang, it was also extremely difficult to squeeze out a wry smile between his cheeks, and the beads of sweat that remained between his eyebrows were also at this moment, covering his entire forehead, and the moment the voice fell to the ground, Xiao Er breathed a sigh of relief, 'Whew~' exhaled softly from his mouth, and he also raised his hand and gently wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.

But when I spoke, I didn't feel that my mouth was speaking.

"Forget it, just bring me a good pot of tea. Yang Zhenqiang's gaze swept in all directions, and also glanced at this mysterious place.

Although this place looks like a teahouse, but listening to the introduction of this little er, with the addition of this mysterious chilling white cloth, and the peach blossoms that are different from the current season, the whole teahouse is basically good.

also said two sentences simply, with a bit of impatience in his tone.

"Okay, sir, please wait a minute, your tea will be here in a moment. ”

After Xiao Er finished speaking, he didn't continue to stay here, he was afraid of Yang Zhenqiang, and continued to ask other questions, when the time came, something would definitely happen.

So, the moment the words fell, he left the place, stood up, and walked towards the teahouse.

"Table three, a good pot of tea. ”

Coming to the door of the teahouse, Xiao Er stopped, yelled inside, and glanced at the position where Yang Zhenqiang was sitting with his spare eyes, his expression was also extremely puzzled, "I remember table three, there are guests there? Am I mistaken?" He looked at table three where Yang Zhenqiang was sitting, and muttered quietly at the corner of his mouth.

Previously, before Yang Zhenqiang arrived, Xiao Er didn't come out, but found that there were indeed a few people sitting at the No. 3 table, but because the noise was too loud, he also went to the leading table next door, and the two tables also quarreled.

So at this moment, when Xiao Er was looking at table three, he also had a lot of doubts.

Although the No. 3 table at this moment has already changed its owner, when he came out before, he still saw the guests of the No. 3 table.

Xiao Er also felt doubts, shook his head and didn't stay in front of the third table, but turned around, lifted the curtain in front of him, took a small stride, and walked inside.

After entering, the curtain that he lifted was also lowered, but it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and Xiao Er himself disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, Xiao Er also lifted the curtain, holding a delicate plate in his hand, and there were also teapots and teacups on the plate, and he also walked out of the teahouse, walked towards the third table, and stopped behind Yang Zhenqiang.

"Master, your tea is here. ”

Xiao Er gently put the teapot and teacup in his hand on the table of Table No. 3, and stood up, and continued with a smile on his face: "If you still need anything, please give an order." ”

The moment the words fell, Xiao Er also held the plate tightly in his hand, slowly retreated to the back, and the whole person also turned around, and also left the place, leaving the No. 3 table where Yang Zhenqiang was, and this series of actions did not stand still, as if it was done in one go, and he didn't even have the heart to stay.

After all, after what happened just now, Xiao Er was learning elves this time, and he didn't continue to stay longer, but walked towards the teahouse.

But when he stepped into the teahouse, he stopped, and he stopped in place, and even when he walked, he didn't raise a trace of dust, and what was even more mysterious was that there was no shadow under Xiao Er's feet.

After stopping in front of the teahouse, the corners of Xiao Er's mouth rose slightly, and he also revealed an extremely mysterious smile, which made people extremely frightened to see, and the afterglow skimmed to the side, as if he saw something, and the corners of his mouth 'smash it' twice, and a bitter meaning rose up.

"Bald little two, why did you come in and do something, why did you stop at the door?"

Inside the teahouse, there was a rough sound, which sounded like a man with five big and three rough, so that children would be scared to cry immediately when they heard it.

The voice came from inside, and it also reached Xiao Er's ears.

Xiao Er listened to the voice, and also subconsciously responded, "I know, I know~ what to urge." The tone was also a little more impatient at this moment, and even the expression on his face was obviously unusual at this moment.

"You bald little two, if you can't complete the task given to me by the above, see that you are still screaming in front of me. Listening to Xiao Er's voice, he was also extremely speechless, and then the moment the voice fell, he disappeared into the teahouse.

"This Iron Five..."

Xiao Er also scorned, so he ignored the person inside, looked around, glanced around, and finally stopped at Yang Zhenqiang, "If the guests at table three don't leave, things will become more and more interesting." After looking away, he lifted the curtain casually and walked straight in.

At the moment when the curtain was lowered, Xiao Er also glanced behind him with his peripheral vision, leaving only an extremely mysterious smile in place, which made people shudder when they saw it.

No one understood what Xiao Er's mysterious smile meant when he disappeared into the teahouse.