Although Junjun has no memory of his own, the instinctive vigilance of the creature to danger and strange things makes Junjun anxious to leave, but what is even more strange is that although the teahouse is very well lit, some locations can be illuminated, although the floor and tables and chairs in the entire lobby are charred black, and the outline and shadow can be seen, but there are no windows, there are no openings in the walls, and there is no passage where light can penetrate at all.

Junjun originally thought that the teahouse was square inches, and the four walls were only a few dozen meters apart, so if you find a wall to walk along, you can always find the door. But no matter which wall he is heading towards, Junjun seems to be unable to walk, obviously it is all within reach but he has not been able to touch the edge, and there is no time scale in the teahouse, Junjun only feels that he has walked for a long time without being next to the wall, and he can't help but be a little discouraged. The strange wooden kettle didn't move at all, it was still steaming, although Junjun didn't have a dry mouth, and the long endless walk made Junjun feel that he should drink some water.

I took the teacup on the table casually, poured myself a cup, and then sat down on the chair next to the fire, this teacup is not the same as the one I just used, like transparent, the appearance of the cup is slightly rough, not the kind that is smooth and flat, but like sandpaper, there is a thin layer of mist, the tea in it does not have the turbulent feeling of the cup I drank at the beginning, it should be ordinary tea, thinking of the cup of bitter tea that seems to be bitter to bitter his tongue, Junjun is a little hesitant.

"Fool, it's not for you to drink!" The voice suddenly came out, and Jun Jun looked around, there was no figure in the empty teahouse, and the source of this sound also made people a little worried.

"I'm here, I'm the one roasting on the fire" The voice came again, and Junjun heard the meaning of this, as if the owner of the voice was the rough wooden kettle.

Junjun got up and walked around the fire rack and the wooden pot, there was nothing abnormal, and he didn't see any mouths that shouldn't have appeared, is it really this pot?

"Don't TM turn, it's Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has no mouth, no facial features, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, it's different from those stupid things" It seems to see Junjun's doubts, and the wooden pot clarifies loudly, but this wooden pot should be a violent temper, and he is very dissatisfied with Junjun's ability to accept.

"And this tea?" Junjun looked at the teacup on the table a little distracted.

"What does it have to do with you? I'm just telling you, don't drink this water, your water is on the counter," the wooden kettle said without making a sound, as if he didn't want to say anything.

The cup that can't be seen in the material? That tea that is so bitter that you don't want to touch it a second time? Although there were many doubts, Junjun dismissed the idea of drinking water, and it was important to leave.

Since you can't walk to the edge and can't touch it, then try to find the source of those lights, maybe you can get something.

Junjun followed the shadows of the tables, chairs, and teacups to find that the light hitting all the objects came from different directions, and from a certain direction of light, the emitting point of the light seemed to be on the other side of the wall, and in the wall there was reflection and refraction at the same time, and in all the reflected and refracted light nets, each object could find a corresponding shadow. All the light rays are refracted and reflected from each other, and the source is the end, which is completely a dead knot.

Junjun was a little impatient, he had done so much useless work, and he couldn't care about it, so he came to the wooden pot and knocked on the wall of the pot.

"Hey, how do you get out?" Although the wooden kettle is roasted on the fire, it is not hot, and the force of the knock is not heavy, but the body of the kettle is shaking, as if this wooden kettle is just a wooden kettle, and the water in it will not boil dry, right?

Junjun hurriedly opened the teapot, but found that the shaking of the body of the pot did not affect the stability of the tea, and after such a long time, the water vapor in the wooden kettle was churning for a long time, and the water in it was still the same amount as before, and there was no change.

"Where are you going? You can't get out, don't think about it" Although the wooden pot can speak, but according to the social etiquette of communicating with people, it should be looking at each other's faces or eyes.

"I want to go out, it's so strange here, and it's just me, I don't know who I am, just now that person said my name is Junjun, but I don't remember anything except my name, I don't know where it is, I don't go back, what if I have a family? What are they worried about? Junjun's concern is not unreasonable, but unfortunately, Muju has been in this teahouse since he can speak, and he can't understand Junjun's worries.

"Do you really want to get out?" Mu Kettle looked at Junjun with some disgust at the eyes of the person who had just disappeared.

Jun Jun should have hope when he heard this, "Yes! ”

"You don't remember who you are, you don't know your family, you don't know your address, you don't know whatever, you still want to go out?"

"I want to find myself, I shouldn't be called Junjun" Junjun slowly noticed something strange, but this appeal sounded very naïve.

"Okay" The wooden kettle did not hold back, "You jump into the fire under me, you should be able to get out, but I can't do the main thing when I go home"