My Opinion in Gensokyo

() With her white right hand lightly pressing on her chest, Ai felt the powerful beating of the heart that belonged to Shang Yang and now belonged to her, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

The mountain wind blew up the dust and it blew into Ai's eyes. Ai couldn't help subconsciously closing her eyes, rubbing them, and reopening her eyes.

A trace of cold touch suddenly spread on the back of Ai's smooth hand, which was not far away from his eyes, and Ai looked at the back of his hand suspiciously.

On the back of the white and smooth hand, there remained a trace of ice that was about to melt.

Seeing this trace of ice slag, Ai raised her head and looked at the gloomy sky that suddenly became cloudy and cloudy at some point.

In the sky, little snowflakes are slowly falling.

Looking at these flying snowflakes, a gleam of understanding and anticipation flashed in Ai's blood-red eyes.

"Snowing……"

On the way Ai walked down the mountain and returned to the hot spring resort, the heavy snow that slowly started to grow has already fallen on the trees and grass. The heavy snow that was originally emerald green is also the last of this winter that is about to pass. Snow, the last counterattack of winter cold.

The weather in mountainous areas is always changeable, but these weather changes have no effect on Ai. Ai still takes her time to return to the hot spring resort located deep in Mount Yoshino along the mountain road at the speed of going up the mountain.

Although this kind of weather has no effect on love, it still affects other people, such as:

"Old man~ Here, what should I do with this firewood?!"

While walking, Ai suddenly heard a sad voice not far away.Hearing the sound, Ai was suddenly curious, so he quickened his pace, walked through the dense forest, and walked in the direction of the sound.

Not long after walking, Ai stopped, and two hunched figures appeared not far away. With her outstanding eyes, Ai saw at a glance that they were an old man and an old woman, and they should be a couple.

Both of them had white hair, their clothes were covered with patches, and the straw sandals under their feet were in tatters.Both the old man and the old woman were holding some branches, and there were a bunch of branches and a piece of broken cloth scattered on the ground. It seemed that the two old people went up the mountain to collect firewood. After finding the snow, they hurried down the mountain and went halfway to tie the branches. The cloth belt was broken, and the branches used as firewood were scattered all over the ground.

Among them, the old woman looked embarrassed and seemed rather reluctant to part with the firewood.

"No more, no more," said the old man on the side, although he was reluctant to part with it, but he endured it, hugged a small part of the branch, and beckoned the old woman to go down the mountain quickly, "If we don't go down the mountain, we may both freeze to death here." Deep in the mountains."

"Yes, but..."

The old woman still seemed very reluctant, her eyes were fixed on the branches on the ground.

Hearing this, the old man came over angrily and pulled the old woman's sleeve and walked forward, scolding the old woman while pulling.

"Walk around, what's there to see, isn't it just a pile of firewood! Old woman, you want to lose your life in this deep mountain and old forest, but I don't want to!"

"But the little firewood we hold is not enough to support the night..."

The old woman still seemed very hesitant. She was afraid that the firewood would not be enough to burn at night, and she would freeze to death.

"Go, go, go!"

The old man didn't care that the old woman was still hesitating, and he just wanted to drag his wife away. The old man had dealt with Dashan all his life, and he knew very well that if they didn't hurry up and go down the mountain, they wouldn't have to worry about freezing to death at home at night. Frozen to death in the mountains.

The old couple are civilians living at the foot of Mount Yoshino, who earn their living by collecting firewood and farming. Among the four surrounding mountains, only the foot of Mount Yoshino still has dozens of farmers. The ghost capital was built on the basis of the ruins of the city, and the farmers who lived near the four mountains around Fujiwara Kyo were expelled. Everyone must have remembered it. Yes, it was Ibuki Suika who came to expel the common farmers near Mount Yoshino, and Ibuki Suika was taken by Shangyang Defeated, the ghost clan stopped expelling the humans living near Mount Yoshino, and according to the rules of the monsters of this era, the merchant sheep with Mount Yoshino as their territory are naturally the managers of these humans living near Mount Yoshino.

In fact, Shangyang has never put himself in the position of a manager. He has never interfered with the lives of these farmers. For nearly a hundred years, these farmers have been living a life that is no different from their ancestors, except for farming In addition to growing food in the farmland, they go up to the mountains to collect firewood and pick wild vegetables. They can also go to the mountains to pick some herbs when they are sick. The mountains have been tolerantly nurturing them.

No, it is wrong to say that there is no interference at all. Shang Yang sometimes walks to the villages at the foot of the mountain and chats with the farmers. Because Shang Yang is completely humanoid, the farmers regard him as passing through Mount Yoshino For outsiders, sometimes in times of famine, Shangyang would go to some cities to buy some grain and bring it back to the farmers for cheap processing, but sometimes if Shangyang felt troublesome, he would directly throw a bag of grain at the entrance of each village. There is a legend that "the god of Mount Yoshino protects the farmers living in Mount Yoshino".

On weekdays, the old man went up the mountain to collect firewood, and the old woman stayed at home to farm. Early this morning, the old man saw that there was no more firewood at home, so he asked the old woman who did not go up the mountain often to go up the mountain together, hoping to bring back some more firewood.

Unexpectedly, just as the firewood was laid and he was about to go down the mountain, the weather changed suddenly. The old man had lived in this mountain for decades, so he knew very well that the climate change in the mountain was almost irregular, but this sudden The heavy snowfall still surprised him, and he hurriedly dragged the old woman down the mountain. Unexpectedly, after walking down the mountain for a short distance, the cloth belt used to tie the firewood and carry it on his back broke, and all the firewood fell to the ground.

Just as the old man was concentrating on pulling the old woman away, the two of them suddenly heard a simple but brisk sound not far away.

Boom~!Boom~!

In the deserted deep mountain, the sudden thought of this strange sound made the two old people a little scared. The old woman held the old man's hand tightly, her voice trembling.

"Old man, have we encountered something bad?"

The old man's teeth were also trembling, and he looked around reluctantly, because the snow had become very heavy, and he couldn't see too far away.

However, following the unknown simple voice, the two old men somehow calmed down, the old man's teeth stopped shaking, and the old woman stopped trembling. At this moment, there was no trace of fear in their hearts.

Then, the two old men saw a thin figure slowly appearing from directly in front of them.

The figure got closer and closer, and the two old men could clearly see the figure's true face.

It was a girl with jet black long hair and a strange black dress.

The young girl has a beautiful appearance, and what attracts the attention of the two old people even more is that the young girl has blood-red eyes.

But for some reason, seeing the girl's obvious inhuman features, the two old people didn't feel a trace of fear in their hearts, they just watched the girl getting closer and closer in a daze.

Ai slowly walked in front of the two old people, and found that the two old people were staring at her in a daze, shook her head, and contacted the main god who had established a "client" in her spirit.

In order to keep the two old men from being too scared, Ai drove the bell on her wrist, that is, the hammer of the Luolu clock made according to the legend, and made a calming bell, stabilizing the minds of the two old men.

Speaking of which, Miss Lord God told me yesterday that she was going to disappear for a while and couldn't reply to herself.

Ai couldn't help thinking of this matter. Although she was a little worried about Miss Lord God, Ai could still feel Shang Yang's life throbbing through her heart. The heart of love was originally Shang Yang's heart. Sensation on the bloodline.I heard from Shang Yang and Ms. Zhushen that their lives are linked together. If Shang Yang is fine, Miss Zhushen is absolutely fine.

It was difficult to find a suitable substitute for the cloth belt, and sure enough, without the help of Miss Main God, it would be a lot of trouble to use the main god.

Ai sighed helplessly, gave up the plan to continue searching, bent down, and planned to cut a circle of fabric from the bottom of her long skirt to serve as the fabric for binding firewood.

"Shoot..."

With the sound of the fabric being torn, Ai has already cut a circle of fabric from the corner of her skirt. Ai doesn't care about her skirt. This dress has a self-healing function. Leave it alone, and it will soon restored.

The two old people just watched Ai tear off a circle of fabric from her skirt in a daze, and then walked a few steps closer and bent down to help the two old people tie up the branches on the ground with this black cloth belt.

After tying up the branches, Ai smoothly put the pile of branches on his back, which seemed to be difficult even for an adult man to carry. He took two steps forward and asked the two old people gently.

"I'm here to help you bring the firewood home, can you lead me the way?"

The two old men didn't know what to do at all, so they nodded in a daze, stood up, and walked down the mountain slowly.

Ai carried a pile of firewood and followed the two old people. Although it was not yet noon, there were strong winds and snowflakes, like a cold winter night.

Along the way, the two old men didn't dare to talk to Ai, and Ai herself was quiet, so along the way, Ai didn't have much conversation with the two old men.

Foot of Mount Yoshino · Thatched cottage

This is a dilapidated thatched hut. In the cold wind, this wooden structure building seems to be crumbling, giving people no sense of security.

Ai followed behind the two old men, seeing this thatched hut and the surrounding houses similar to each other, a gleam of understanding flashed in her blood-red eyes.

"Here, this is the home of my wife and I, this..."

Pointing to the thatched hut, the old man turned around in embarrassment, wanting to say something to love.

But when he turned around, he couldn't help being stunned. There was no one behind him, only a pile of firewood left on the ground.

In addition, I would like to say a few more words. In the evening, when the old man pushed the door to see how big the snow was, he suddenly found two bags full of grain, and a bag of vegetables and meat at the door. It was the gods in Mount Yoshino who arrived. Since then, there has been another legend about this Mount Yoshino.

But this follow-up has little to do with us, let’s go back to the present.

After doing a small favor for the two old people, Ai walked in the forest and felt much better. After walking up the mountain, Ai saw a few figures and was taken aback.

"Shangyang?"

ps: Today someone proposed to bury Yuyuko under the cherry tree and let it grow up by playing with Yuyuko. The author Sang feels that this suggestion is a bit lost. What do you think?

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