Zhang Zian pushed the door open-Gong Jie subconsciously felt that this should be the door of the teahouse-it seemed that she was going to leave after finishing her tea.
He took a few steps forward in a daze, still a little puzzled as to why the tea did not have any refreshing effect. At this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His body quivered, and he suddenly woke up.
Was this ... The peak of the mountain?
He looked around in a daze. The top of the mountain should be covered with stone bricks and was very flat. There were a few small shops that had closed because there were no tourists buying things, a Pavilion, and a few stone benches and other man-made objects, but these things were all gone.
The surroundings were barren, and there were only wild weeds growing under his feet. The soft feeling of the soil was completely different from the stone slabs, but the ancient pine trees were still standing.
Where was this place?
