From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 12 Nine Lotuses

It has been seven days since Fengjianyouxiang left the flower field, the time wheel has turned once, the sun, moon, stars, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have seven luminaries, and on the eighth day, the lord of flowers of the four seasons finally returned to the boundless sun flower field.

In the early morning of this day, the flower discs and green leaves of the sunflower were still covered with crystal dew, and the mist in the distance was not the deep mist that Su Mo had before crossing.

The mist in Gensokyo is water mist, clear, warm and clean.

Breathing freely and greedily, Su Mo ran around the flower field carrying a stone that was almost twice as heavy as before.

At this time, he was not wearing the green shirt, but changed into a coarse linen suit suitable for activities. The clothes were left when Youxiang left before, and there were several sets. As for where they came from, Biao asked me. (Turning head) It's just that these sackcloths are really ugly, they are crookedly sewn
"Hoo hoo." Su Mo panted heavily, sweat streaming down his cheeks like a stream, and his originally fair skin was a little darker from the sun during the exercise.

If an ordinary human being exercised like this when he was young, his body would definitely collapse, but You Xiang also said before that strictly speaking, Su Mo is no longer in the category of human beings.

"You've worked hard, little Mo, as expected of my younger brother." Hidden in the depths of the mist that Su Mo couldn't see, Kazami Youxiang, who had returned from wearing stars and wearing moons and stars, looked at Su Mo who was training hard, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.The water mist that made Su Mo unable to see clearly in the distance could not block the big monster's sight.

In the fog, Fengjian Youxiang was holding a parasol, and there seemed to be something hanging around her waist. Looking at Su Mo, the mist moistened the corners of her clothes, but she didn't deliberately use demon power to separate them.

Outside the flower field, Su Mo was still running hard, sweating profusely, and his clothes were drenched, but he didn't stop to rest, and went around the flower field tirelessly, round and round, carrying a stubborn animal on his back that seemed to be bigger than his body. stone.

Not long after, I poked my head out, the sun melted the layers of mist, and the pearl-like dew gradually disappeared in the golden light.

"It's almost time." Su Mo wiped off his sweat and decided to have breakfast first.Sister Youxiang has been away for seven days.

Throw the stone on your back to an open space with a "boom", smash up the soft soil, and scare away a few insects that are looking for food.

"I'm sorry, haha." Seeing the little insects running around in a panic, Su Mo chuckled, then relaxed his muscles, and walked towards the mansion surrounded by flowers in the flower field.

Gently pushing aside the last clump of sunflowers blocking his eyes, Su Mo returned home, but when he raised his eyes and walked towards the gate, he was suddenly stunned.

The beauty in the green hair and red dress is leaning lazily and gracefully on the stone pillar by the door, and the parasol that never leaves her hand is also leaning against the wall. She is squinting, enjoying the sunshine, with a relaxed expression, holding something in her arms .

"Sister Youyouxiang, you're back!!" A little excited and a little unbelievable, although it's only been seven days, Su Mo feels that he hasn't seen his dear sister for a long time.

"Well, I'm back Xiaomo." The tone was gentle, looking at the excited younger brother, the owner of the big flower field, the thousand-year-old demon was a little surprised at the gentleness he had almost never had.

"Welcome back, Miss Youxiang, what do you want for breakfast?" Now that you're back, everything is fine.

"Cook me a bowl of plain noodles. It's been a long time since I've eaten food made by Xiaomo." It's only seven days, but to Kazami Yuka, it's no different from the blink of an eye, time is meaningless to her.

"it is good."

After breakfast, although it seemed like staying with his sister for a while longer, Su Mo decided to go to exercise right away. After all, the future is still very long. "When will I start looking forward to the future?" Su Mo shook his head In the past, he was alone and had no one to rely on, and the future was just an extravagant hope for him, but now, he can also learn to be full of hope for the future.This feeling is very subtle and beautiful.

but
"Xiao Mo, wait a minute, I have something for you." After wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin elegantly, Fengjian Youxiang stopped Su Mo who wanted to exercise.

"Things? For me?" Su Mo was a little surprised.

"This one, I made it myself." She handed out the slender object that she had held in her arms before.

"Um, um, thank you." Su Mo stretched out his hand and tied it.

The object was wrapped in black cloth, which was carefully removed—it was a sword.

The black scabbard is decorated with silver lotus patterns.The hilt of the sword is generally made of jade, and unknown silk threads are sparsely wound on it, faintly forming a lotus pattern. For Su Mo now, the hilt is a bit big, and it feels cool and refreshing to the touch.

"Do you like it?" Kazami Youxiang asked beside him, and Su Mo seemed to hear a glimmer of expectation from it.

"Well, I like it very much, this sword." The main reason is that you made it yourself, sister Youxiang.

"Pull it out and have a look."

"it is good."

Then, with a "clang", a cold light flashed, and Su Mo pulled out his sword, like pulling out a pool of autumn water.

The blade is a little more than one meter long, three fingers wide.It looks like a very ordinary ancient Chinese sword, with patterns like flowing clouds on the blade.

Although it looks ordinary, Su Mo likes it very much because it is what Kazami Yuka did.

What's more, this time she went out for seven days not to enjoy flowers, so most of them went there for this sword. How could a sword specially made by a big demon who lived for a thousand years be so simple?
Although he doesn't know how to use a sword yet, and the length of the sword is about the same as his altitude, so he can't use it for the time being, but Su Mo has already determined that he will use a sword in the future.

And just as Su Mo was holding the sword in his hand beautifully, You Xiang beside him said abruptly: "Little Mo, exercising with only carrying stones on your back for seven days is very monotonous, and you must be boring too."

Su Mo swallowed, always feeling that her expression was a bit weird, as if some kind of switch had been turned on, especially the smile at the corner of her mouth was terrifying.

"Then?"

"Let's train the ability to fight against blows!!" Elated.

Fuck, did my sister just smile with a shivering S? !
"Wait for me. I think. No. Sister Youxiang. Wait!!" Vain tried to die.

"Don't be so excited, let's start." Regardless of Su Mo's resistance, Youxiang raised the tough parasol in her hand.

"No! It hurts!!"

The boy's screams startled a few birds
In the evening, dragging his sore body that seemed to be falling apart, Su Mo struggled to finish dinner. It was a very simple three dishes and one soup, except for the large amount.
When the sun was setting, the elegant owner of the flower field and her younger brother sat on the tall grass outside the flower field as usual. Su Mo, who had almost no strength, leaned on You Xiang, smelling the pleasant fragrance, and he felt extremely relaxed , I really hope that time stops at this moment.

The clouds in the distance are fiery red, flowing slowly, and it is the only dynamic in this painting-like scenery.

Clouds, distant mountains, flower fields, grass, and two people sitting together and cuddling each other. Although one of them is just a child who looks like a teenager, this painting is inexplicably harmonious.

"Little Mo."

"Ok?"

"That sword, what name do you want to give it?"

"I think about it~~ Let's call it Jiuzhonglian."

Jiuzhonglian, there are countless beautiful lotus patterns on that sword.

"Jiuzhonglian? It's a pretty good name."

Accompanied by the soft conversation between the two, Yu Yang finally completely sank below the horizon, and the curtain of night gradually enveloped this beautiful Gensokyo, making it peaceful.

PS Test subject two on July [-]st, and then there will be two changes a day.I hope everyone can support and give more opinions.

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