Happy Little Farmer

Zhou Yingnan grabbed the back of his neck, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I seem to vaguely recall feeling something here once, but the feeling was very fuzzy. I’m not entirely sure."

"But I feel it strongly." Yang Fan stared at the cave entrance and said blandly.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yingnan was startled and suddenly looked up at the cave entrance Yang Fan was fixed on.

The opening to the outside was so bright that the smaller holes below it appeared especially dim. Nothing could be clearly seen—just that it was a hole.

"Shoe, go take a look!" Yang Fan said solemnly.

"Incense!"

The indifferent voice of the embroidered shoe echoed in Yang Fan’s mind.

"I’ll give it to you later." Yang Fan tried to coax.

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But the embroidered shoe wasn’t having it and kept repeating, "Incense!"

"This isn’t..." Yang Fan looked helplessly at the shoe in his hand, realizing it was throwing a tantrum.