"What's wrong? Feeling down?"
The two of them sat on the wooden bridge above the pond, which was newly built.
When they built the pigsty, they cut down a few trees, just enough to make a wooden bridge, making it convenient for Jiang Hu and the others to return home every day.
It would also be convenient for taking care of pigs in the future.
At this moment, the two sat on the wooden bridge, a cool breeze brushing by, successfully calming the restlessness in Xiaomi's heart.
He then let out a long sigh, "Brother, today while I was hunting on the mountain..."
Xiaomi recounted the situation in detail: "But strangely, it only happened once, and I never felt that sensation again."
"The target was magnified and became clearer?" Wei Ziang was surprised, "Could it be just your imagination?"
"No," Xiaomi shook his head, "It shouldn't be an illusion. I remember the feeling very clearly; it's definitely not an illusion."
