Strange space, strange place. Wang Zhen, who lost consciousness, woke up again at this time, but the place he was in was not in the forbidden area.

How did I end up here?

Wang Zhen was very surprised, why was he not killed by the lightning? (It seems that he is a little unhappy to be alive now!)

At this time, he was a little at a loss, he had just run into the forbidden area after Xiaobai, and then he was struck by the lightning falling from the sky. Thinking of this, Wang Zhen touched his body with his hand again and found that there was no difference.

Could it be that he was dreaming? Thinking about it, he reached out and pinched his face again. "Hiss!" Wang Zhen took a deep breath, it hurts, how can this be true?

Now Wang Zhen was really a little confused, and he really didn't know what to do in the face of this strange place.

Originally, I was worried about Xiaobai's safety, so I rushed into the forbidden area desperately just now, but now not only Xiaobai is gone, but even I have appeared in such a strange place. What's going on?

Just when Wang Zhen was at a loss because of this sudden change, a figure suddenly appeared not far in front of him. Yes, suddenly, without warning, a figure appeared. From the beginning of the illusion gradually solidified, and finally appeared there alive.

It was a middle-aged man, he stood there silently, motionless, the man had a very ordinary face, as if he had disappeared as soon as he was put in the crowd. However, although ordinary, his beautiful silver hair left Wang Zhen with a very impactful sense of immediacy.

Wang Zhen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in a daze, and there was always a faint smile on his majestic but not handsome face. Suddenly, he felt that this middle-aged man was very special, but he couldn't say what was special.

After a long while, Wang Zhen slowly asked, "Are you?"

The middle-aged man did not answer Wang Zhen directly, but still stood motionless, looking at Wang Zhen with a smile on his face, as if he had not heard Wang Zhen's question at all.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer him, Wang Zhen didn't know what to do. Gradually, a look of panic spread across Wang Zhen's face.

Strange places, strange people, sudden changes...... and a series of other things, all of which are a big impact on Wang Zhen, a child.

However, just when Wang Zhen was more and more confused and frightened by this sudden everything, the middle-aged man opposite him finally spoke, "Child, your heart is not quiet. After a pause, he continued, "After calming down, we can talk." ”

As he spoke, the man waved his hand, and a wooden table and two chairs appeared in the originally empty cave. They are nothing special about the things that people use in everyday people.

Before Wang Zhen could be surprised, he saw a teapot and two teacups appear on the wooden table. The teapot is black and the teacup is yellow, so it's clear that the two are made of different materials. From the white air coming out of the teapot, it can be seen that the inside of the teapot is hot tea that has been brewed.

The man took the lead in sitting down, poured himself a cup of hot tea, put it to his lips and took a sip, and then said to himself, "Drinking tea is a very enjoyable thing, so in order to pursue the best quality enjoyment, the preparation must be done sufficiently." As he spoke, he took another sip.

"First of all, this tea set, many people think that the teapot and the teacup should be made of the same material, but in fact, it is not. I have traveled to the mainland for decades, selected all kinds of materials to make tea utensils, and finally found that in the far north of the continent, a black layer of soil hidden under the frozen soil, the quality of teapots made from it is the best. It can not only keep the temperature of the hot tea for a long time, but also firmly lock the aroma of the tea. With that, the man raised his teacup and took another sip.

After three sips, the tea in the cup has bottomed out, and in this process, Wang Zhen has been listening quietly, and the previous feelings of panic have been left behind.

This time, the man not only filled his own teacup, but also half of the other. Then, he motioned for Wang Zhen to sit down.

Wang Zhen did it without the slightest hesitation, he didn't realize that he didn't receive the instructions of his brain at all for these actions.

"You're drinking my tea for the first time, so come less for now. Let your tongue get used to it. In the same way, this teacup is also to welcome its owner, and it has to get used to it. Looking at Wang Zhen, who couldn't wait to pick up the cup and drink it all, the man reminded with a smile.

"Next is the teacup. The man brought the conversation back to his unfinished self-talk.

"It's really hard for me to think of this teacup. At that time, I dug in the great desert in the middle of the continent for more than half a year, and finally managed to make a piece of Xuanhuang sand that can produce seven cups. Speaking of this, the man seemed to be beginning to remember something, and there was a hint of amazement in his eyes from time to time.

"All six cups, including this one of mine, already have their owners. Saying this, the man paused, the corners of his eyes rose slightly, and those familiar figures appeared in his mind again, thinking about it, he smiled slightly.

"Are they all still there?" Originally, Wang Zhen wanted to ask where they were now, but the meaning of the words actually changed, because he looked at the man's behavior like this as if he felt that those people had left him for a long time, because the atmosphere of memories was deeply infecting Wang Zhen.

After being separated from Lu Ce for three years, Wang Zhen would calm down every once in a while to think about Lu Ce and their previous happy life. But Wang Zhen knew that the man in front of him was much more pitiful than himself, and his feeling was far beyond the reach of Wang Zhen now.

Hearing Wang Zhen ask, the man's eyes were stunned, and then he smiled faintly and said, "Some are still there, and some may still be there." It's all my fault," said the man, and stopped talking. The long period of loneliness makes the man want to find a listener, or a friend. Wang Zhen was obviously that person, otherwise the man would not have invited Wang Zhen to tea and gave him such a precious teacup. But the reason why he didn't continue to talk was because he knew that the current Wang Zhen was far from growing.

Seeing the man like this, Wang Zhen's mood slowly became a little depressed, he didn't want to look like this, so he said to the man, "Then please continue the topic just now." "Before he knew it, he had used your name to the man, which can be said in two ways. One is that Wang Zhen slowly calmed down, and if he comes, he will be at ease, and the other is that Wang Zhen feels that the man in front of him is worthy of his own respect, and he should be respected, even if he doesn't know where this feeling comes from.

"Okay, then let's move on. ”