Shen Jiaxin's small class came so suddenly that Zhao Huan was also used as a negative example.
"Why should I read so many books when I have such a great wife?" Zhao Huan said as a matter of course.
"I'm ready to go."
After checking the surroundings and making sure there was no danger, Zhao Huan spoke.
The ginkgo tree is over fifty meters tall, and its trunk is more than ten meters thick, with countless thick branches extending in all directions. Zhao Huan looked up and down, and found that even the easiest leaves to pick require climbing about ten meters.
Zhao Huan fixed the camera to prevent it from falling during the climbing process.
The branches of the ancient tree were twisted and gnarled. Zhao Huan looked for a node where he could gain leverage, and using his hands and feet, he climbed up like climbing a rock.
In less than five minutes, Zhao Huan climbed to the first fork extending from the main trunk. Zhao Huan squatted down like a beast, with his hands and feet clinging to the branches and moving forward.
As the distance got closer, Zhao Huan could feel the magic of this ancient ginkgo tree more clearly. The ginkgo leaves were very thick. Standing under the tree, he thought the shape of the ginkgo leaves was just flat, but he didn't expect that they were actually three-dimensional.
Moreover, most ginkgo tree leaves are in the normal shape of a fan. There are very few leaves in other shapes such as gourds, swords, hammers, rabbits, birds, etc.
The green leaves are glowing and have a pleasant smell. Holding them in your hand feels like holding a piece of jade, giving you a warm feeling.
Zhao Huan carefully searched among the leaves for the ginkgo leaves in the shape of a little rabbit that Xixi mentioned. He also picked up leaves in the shapes of gourds, swords, hammers, etc. There were a total of 9 leaves, just three for each person.
With a rich harvest, Zhao Huan was about to come down from the tree when he turned around and found a fist-sized ginkgo fruit hidden among the leaves above him.
Zhao Huan was overjoyed. He stood up carefully and reached for the fruit above.
Just as his hand was about to reach the fruit, a sharp sickle suddenly appeared from the dense leaves above and chopped towards Zhao Huan's arm.
In an emergency, Zhao Huan subconsciously moved his hand a few centimeters to the side and barely avoided it.
The sickle missed the target and after spinning around below, it retracted into the blades.
Zhao Huan squatted down from standing, further away from the top, staring at the direction of the fruit while slowly backing away.
Two shining sickles appeared again among the leaves, followed by a triangular head with a pair of long tentacles as thick as iron wire. Two bulging eyes stared straight at Zhao Huan below, and a pair of teeth in the mouth were like pliers.
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