"I just said that you can see the clues I can see!"

Ling Luoyu kicked a stone away from his toes and lowered his eyes leisurely.

"So... can you explain why the gravels are lighter here?"

“…”

Gu Lan can't tell me this for a while.

"You know?"

"have no idea!"

“…”

"However, it has been specially marked here, and the color of the stone is slightly lighter, so it must be the reason for its existence!"

Ling Luoyu smiled and his eyes were curved, fading out a touch of fun.

"There is a saying in my hometown - existence is reasonable! In other words, the existence of these stones must be caused by some reason!"

The expressions of the two made Liang Feifei see the clues and quickly flew over.

"You can't... see something!"

"A little bit!"

Gu Lan picked up a stone and put it in the palm of Liang Feifei's palm.

"Do you know why the stones here are lighter in color than other places?"

Concubine Liang: "..."

What is this discovery?

Just a stone, what can it mean?

And even if there is any explanation, what can it be used for?

The existence of the living spring land is not related to the color of the stone, right?

Zhan Cheng glanced around and picked up an egg-sized stone from the ground. After a little force, he squeezed it into pieces.

With a pinch, his expression changed significantly, and he raised his head and looked at Ling Luoyu.

His eyes changed, which made Ling Luoyu's lips suddenly curl: "It seems that you have found something unusual!"

Everyone's eyes followed.

"These stones... are all dead!"

“…weathered stones should be normal!?”

Jia Guizi picked up a stone, pinched it casually, and then it turned into powder.

"Yes, I don't know how many years these stones have been here, but they have been lost by Fenghua. It's a very common thing!"

The white-headed man also stomped a few stones with his feet. He really couldn't get the surprise of these people.

Ling Luoyu and Gu Lan looked at each other, both smiling but not speaking.

Only Zhan Cheng shook his head gently: "No! You are wrong... It is normal for the stones to weather and decay, but if all the stones in a place are weathered, it will be abnormal..."

His hand suddenly pointed to a distance not far beside him.

"Also, at that place, it was not far from the stones under our feet, but the degree of weathering was completely different... If you don't believe it, go and take a look. Even if the stones there were weathered, they would definitely not be like those under our feet, and they would turn into slag when they touched!"

Ding Buliu was moved and quickly flew over, grabbed a few rocks, pulled back, and handed them to the people around him.

The white-headed man was the first to grab it. After exerting a little force, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at everyone with a weird look.

Although the stones were crushed in his palm, they were not like those stones just now, they were crushed into slag.

"This stone...is really wrong!"

He gritted his teeth and the gravel in his hand broke a lot again, but it was still not as bad as slag.

"So when I was crushing the first stone, I realized the unusualness!"

The stones on the ground were picked up, and the stones that Ding Buliu took back were put together.

"Because when I was cutting the rocks and looking for shelter, I knew the hardness of these stones... They would never break into slag when pinched!!"
Chapter completed!