Although the tree body was shaken, the crooked neck tree was still crooked, and only a few leaves fell.

With a embarrassed smile, he bent over and picked up a leaf: "These leaves fell... I can't blame me, after all, it's been so many years..."

There were only a dozen sparse leaves left on the crooked tree, which were still hanging tenaciously.

But Gu Lan's heart moved towards the crooked tree, looked up at one of the leaves with his head raised, and his pupils quietly shrank.

"Miss Ling, how did you find out that these leaves... are strange!?"

"Strange?"

Zhan Cheng's expression froze instantly, and he quickly checked the fallen leaves in his hand.

But apart from the fact that these leaves are very realistic, they seem to have nothing special.

Ling Luoyu walked past him and gracefully pinched the leaf away.

"What's strange is not the leaves, but the patterns on the leaves!"

"Texture...yes!Texture!"

Gu Lan gently stroked the leaves with his fingertips and laughed out loud.

"To be honest, I have thought that there is something wrong with the leaves... but after checking a few pieces in a row, I gave up after not seeing the clues... How did you find out that there is something wrong with these leaves?"

"Because of such a dead tree, there is no need to make leaves out... After all, no one stipulates that dead trees must have fallen leaves! Moreover, from the overall perspective, the existence of these dead leaves seems too useless... For things that are too useless, there must be reasons for their existence!"

A dead tree is a dead tree. Even if it has leaves, it is just a dead tree that has not died for a long time.

But for nature, there is no difference between a dead tree that has just died and a dead tree that has been dead for a long time.

Therefore, Ling Luoyu focused on the leaves and checked them one by one until he saw the clues.

"These leaves exist because they are the keys to turn on the mechanism..."

"The leaves are the key?" Liang Feifei's fingertips brushed over the piece above her head: "There are so many leaves here, is it that every piece of them a key?"

"A single tree cannot make a forest!"

Gu Lan Youran met her eyes.

“So are these leaves!”

“??”

"The leaves that can exist on the tree must be kept and the leaves that form a picture!"

Gu Lan looked at Ling Luoyu sideways, unable to hide the praise and doting in his eyes.

"Miss Ling, you unlocked the game, so you can do it yourself!"

His eyes made Liang Feifei very upset: "Operation by yourself? Is it difficult to operate these leaves?"

"It's not difficult to operate, it just takes some time!"

Ling Luoyu flew towards the tree, sat leisurely, and pinched a leaf on the treetop with his fingertips.

"Click!"

The leaves make a slight sound of slotting.

"It's a mechanism!"

After enlightenment, he looked at the remaining leaves in disbelief.

"These leaves have mechanism slots..."

As the slot opened, the leaves wandered freely along Ling Luoyu's fingertips.

"The patterns on these leaves are their identity signs... There are 73 leaves on the whole tree, but only twenty leaves are useful..."

"How do you know?" Liang Feifei was amazed at her observation, but her voice was still a bit provocative.

"If the concubine girl doesn't believe it, just look at the leaves under your feet and see the patterns on it. Is it the same?"

Concubine Liang hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help picking up a few leaves and putting them side by side in her hands.
Chapter completed!