Ay! Wait for me. Seeing that Zhu Beichen also disappeared in front of the door without a trace, the fat man who was alone in the courtyard was a little nervous, it was really the environment that revealed the ancient times everywhere, and the breeze was like a ghost that tugged at the heartstrings, and shouted a few times one after another, I don't know if the sound insulation effect of the door is too good or how to drop, Zhu Beichen never agreed.

In a hurry, the fat man took a few steps back, smothered his head, and ran wildly towards the silhouette. Different from the previous scene where Qijian and Zhu Beichen easily knocked on the door, the fat man first felt a huge blocking force in front of the door, and then was pushed back into the courtyard by the reaction force, and lay down on the floor of the courtyard on all fours.

Bullying people, the fat man couldn't figure out why the two of them passed easily, and when he was determined to enter the house, he became like this.

A hand poked out from behind the door-shaped outline, and then Zhu Beichen appeared in front of the door, looking at the rather funny fat man in front of him, he knew what was going on, and he dared to love this fat man and used a run-up, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured, I really don't know what he was thinking in his head.

"You think it's track and field, and you still use a run-up?" Zhu Beichen sneered.

"Damn, what kind of door, you know how to bully me." The fat man covered his head and cursed.

"Come on, stop complaining. Can't you walk well? Behind the door, Zhu Beichen heard a clang, but the door did not fluctuate, thinking that the fat man must have hit the door outside. After analyzing the before and after, I felt that the design of this door was strange, or that there was a problem with the molecular materials that made up this door. Anyway, when he walked through the door slowly, he could feel the whole door squeezing in all directions, as if the molecular gap inside the door was very large, and there was a certain space for compression. The premise is that the speed of passage must be slow to squeeze the molecules, and the fat man is to run forward, the thrust is faster than the slow forward, the inner structure of the door is too late to compress, and the strong reaction force will push people back.

Of course, all this is just Zhu Beichen's personal understanding and speculation, and the architectural principle of this gate will definitely not be as simple as his own understanding.

Zhu Beichen glanced at the fat man and said, "Okay, get up quickly, you come in with me first, the house is very weird, you should be mentally prepared first." ”

Zhu Beichen smiled mysteriously, and the fat man felt that this guy must not have a good heart. I got up and patted my butt, and there was not a trace of dust. This time, he didn't dare to hit the door with a run, but An An and Zhu Beichen slowly followed the two of them with their eyes closed, and sure enough, after entering the door, they entered the house.

When he opened his eyes, the scenery seemed to transport him to another world. The jade window sill, the emerald green vines that grow along the eaves along the winding curl, in the middle is a jade square platform of about 30 centimeters, on which is placed a carved throne inlaid with gold and silver wires, and behind the throne is a carved screen with a grand troublesome picture. In front of the throne is a simple desk, the tentacle of the warm jade desk is placed with pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other utensils, as well as all kinds of unnamed tea ceremony utensils, the ice cracked porcelain teacup is also full of a cup of fragrant tea, the heat rises, indescribable elegance and leisure.

And the seven and a half rooms lying on the throne, resting on the small pillow on the left handguard, Zhu Beichen said: "From the furniture arrangement, it can be regarded as a well-off home, but it is a bit strange to enter the study room, maybe the culture here is different from ours." ”

The fat man said disdainfully: "I thought you asked me to see something, this is called weird?" Isn't it just a little richer, where there are no poor and rich? In his heart, the fat man decided that this family was at least a wealthy family in the ancient city, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the environment here. It is possible that the area around the ancient city is rich in jade ore, and all the buildings here are generally luxurious and made of jade.

Zhu Beichen said: "Don't talk nonsense, you open your little eyes and see clearly, am I talking about these treasures?" Look at the ice-cracked porcelain teacup on the jade case, there is still tea in it, and the tea is still warm. ”

Is the tea lukewarm? Only then did the fat man pay attention to the heat wave slowly rising on the edge of the ice cracked porcelain teacup, and the wisps of tea filled the room, and he glanced at the seven rooms on the throne strangely, and secretly said that it should be that the seventh brother came to make tea first and waited for the two of them to come in and enjoy it. This kind of messy idea was quickly rejected by himself, so what kind of explanation can there be, it is not that the owner of the house has just gone out and has not returned, this is not an empty house, but inhabited.

What kind of people would it be if there were people living here? A monster that has lived for thousands of years? Thinking about the fat man, he couldn't help but be a little worried, and now the situation is becoming more and more unclear, no wonder Beichen will say that the house is full of weirdness.

"I didn't make this pot of tea."

Estimating the fat man's eyes, he roughly guessed what he was thinking in his heart, Qijian fortunately picked up the ice cracked porcelain teacup in front of the desk with one hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, his mouth was full of faint tea fragrance, and the liquid at the right temperature went straight down his throat into the viscera, with an indescribable comfort.

As for what kind of tea is brewed in the teapot, Qijian can't taste it, but judging from the aroma of the tea and the warmth of the throat, it will definitely not be ordinary.

In this case, the three of them have just arrived in a strange place, and the fear and timidity have not yet faded, who will have the leisure to make tea at the master's house, and then swagger and sit here to taste.

Seven rooms put down the cup, not afraid that the tea would be poisonous, and poured twice as much from the teapot and pushed it in front of the two of them: "Drink a cup of tea first, the tea asked if it was good." ”

When the two of them carefully picked up the ice cracked porcelain teacup on the desk with suspicious eyes, tentatively put it to their lips and took a sip, until they drank all the tea in the cup, and then sent the cup to the table, Qijian said leisurely: "The year of this pot of tea is a little old, I can't imagine that the taste is still so clear." I guess this pot of tea was brewed thousands of years ago. ”

Can the tea brewed thousands of years ago not deteriorate, and the tea will become rancid overnight. The faces of the two became more and more ugly, and they wanted to clench their throats and spit out the tea.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished my sentence yet, the tea should be drinkable. Time is a relative concept, I mean thousands of years is calculated with the time of the outside world, and the distribution of time in the ancient city is uneven, maybe the owner of the house just made this pot of tea one second, and the next second we broke in. ”

The strange theories of the seven rooms made Zhu Beichen and the fat man more and more confused when they listened, and the time distribution was uneven?