Sister Luomei frowned slightly, her gaze locked firmly on a branch ahead. "Xiaoyu, look, there are traces of broken branches here," she said. Her voice sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. At this moment, the forest was suffused with a mystical atmosphere, and sunlight filtered through the overlapping branches and leaves, casting patches of light like a dreamlike scene. A gentle breeze swept past, causing the leaves to rustle softly as if whispering ancient tales.
Sister Luomei squatted down and carefully observed the broken part of the branch. Her gaze was focused and sharp, as though it could pierce through any mist. She gently brushed aside the surrounding fallen leaves and rubbed her fingers gently against the fracture, her movements soft and delicate as if probing some hidden secret. Her hair fluttered lightly in the breeze, blending seamlessly with the natural environment around her. Her expression was solemn and earnest, resembling someone conducting an important archaeological excavation.
Wisdom and curiosity flickered in Sister Luomei's eyes, and she seemed to be trying hard to piece together the answer to a puzzle. Her breathing grew steady and deep, echoing the rhythm of nature. In this serene forest, time seemed to stand still, with only Sister Luomei's focused figure moving as she explored the unknown.
Chapter 52