The fair-skinned right hand gently pressed on his chest, and he loved to feel the powerful beating of this heart that originally belonged to Shang Yang and now belonged to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

The mountain wind blew up the dust and blew it into the eyes of love, and love couldn't help but subconsciously close her eyes, rub them, and reopen them.

A cold touch suddenly spread on the smooth back of Ai's hand, which had not yet left her eyes, and Ai looked at the back of her hand suspiciously.

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

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

In the sky, a little snowflake slowly falls.

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

"It's snowing......"

On the way back to the hot spring resort, the snow that slowly began to grow heavier had already fallen on the trees and grass, and the original emerald green color was covered with a thin layer of pure white.

This is a heavy snow in early spring, and it is also the last snow of this winter that is about to pass, and the last counterattack of winter cold.

The weather in the mountainous areas is always unpredictable, but these changes have little effect on Ai, who continues to travel unhurriedly up the mountain trail back to the hot spring resort nestled deep in Mt. Yoshino.

Although this kind of weather has no effect on love, it does have an effect on other people, such as:

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

As she was walking, Love suddenly heard a voice full of sorrow not far away. Hearing the voice, Ai was suddenly a little curious, so she quickened her pace, walked through the dense forest, and walked in the direction from which the sound came.

After walking for a short time, Ai stopped walking, and two rickety figures appeared not far away, Ai saw at a glance with excellent eyes, it was an old man and an old woman, and the two of them should be a couple.

The two of them had gray hair, their clothes were patched, and the straw sandals under their feet were tattered. The old man and the old woman each held some branches, and there were a bunch of branches and a broken cloth belt scattered on the ground, it seems that the two old men went up the mountain to collect firewood, and when they found that it was snowing, they hurried down the mountain, and the cloth belt used to bind the branches was broken halfway through, and the branches used as firewood were scattered on the ground.

Among them, the old woman looked embarrassed and looked quite reluctant to give up the firewood.

"No, no, no," although the old man on the side was reluctant, he still endured it, hugged a small part of the branches, and beckoned the old woman to come down the mountain quickly, "If we don't go down the mountain, both of us may freeze to death in the depths of this mountain." ”

"But, but ......"

The old woman still looked very reluctant, and her eyes kept on the branches on the ground.

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

"Let's go, what's so beautiful, isn't it just a pile of firewood! Old woman, you want to throw this life away in this deep mountain and old forest, I don't want to! ”

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

The old woman still seemed very hesitant, she was afraid that the firewood would not be enough to burn at night, and it would be good to freeze out, the heavy snow was estimated to be very harsh, once the firewood was not enough to burn, it was not impossible to freeze to death.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The old man didn't care that the old woman was still hesitating, he just wanted to pull his wife away, the old man had dealt with the mountain all his life, and he clearly knew that if he didn't hurry up and go down the mountain, they wouldn't have to worry about freezing to death at home at night, they would be frozen to death in the mountain directly.

This old couple is a commoner who lives at the foot of Mt. Yoshino, and makes a living by collecting firewood and farming, among the four mountains around, only the foot of Mt. Yoshino still lives dozens of farmers, back then, the ghost clan built a ghost capital based on the ruins of Fujiwara-kyo and expelled the farmers who lived near the four mountains around Fujiwara-kyo. According to the rules of the yokai of this era, the merchant sheep who use Mt. Yoshino as their territory are naturally the stewards of these humans living near Mt. Yoshino.

In fact, Shang Yang Ke has never put himself in the position of manager, he has not interfered with the lives of these peasants at all, these peasants have been living a life no different from their ancestors for nearly a hundred years, in addition to cultivating farmland and growing food, they are going up the mountain to collect firewood, picking wild vegetables, and they can also go into the mountains to pick some herbs when they are sick, and the mountains have been tolerant and nurturing them.

No, it is not right to say that there is no interference at all, Shang Yang sometimes will walk to the village at the foot of the mountain, and chat with the farmers, because Shang Yang is a complete human form, so the farmers also regard him as a foreigner passing by Mt. Yoshino, sometimes in the year of famine, Shang Yang will also go to some cities to buy some grain and transport it back to the farmers to deal with it cheaply, and sometimes Shang Yang will feel troublesome and throw a bag of grain directly to each village, so that there is a legend that "the god of Mt. Yoshino is sheltering the farmers living in Mt. Yoshino".

Early this morning, the old man saw that the firewood at home was gone, so he called the old woman who did not often go up the mountain to go up the mountain together, and wanted to bring back some more firewood.

Who knew that just laid firewood, ready to go down the mountain, the weather changed suddenly, the old man lived in this mountain for decades, Rao is he very well aware of the mountains, climate change is almost irregular at all, but this sudden snowfall, or let him be surprised, hurriedly pulled the old woman down the mountain, who knows, just down the mountain walked a short distance, used to tie the firewood to carry it on the back of the cloth belt was broken, firewood all fell to the ground.

Just as the old man was pulling the old woman away, the two suddenly heard a simple but light sound not far away.

Boom~! Boom~!

In the empty mountains, I suddenly remembered this strange sound, which made the two old men a little frightened, and the old woman grabbed the old man's hand tightly, and her voice trembled.

"Old, old man, have we encountered something bad?"

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

However, with the unknown quaint voice, the two old men somehow quieted down, the old man's teeth stopped trembling, and the old woman stopped trembling, and at this moment, there was no trace of fear in their hearts.

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

The figure got closer and closer, and the two old men also saw the true face of the figure.

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

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

But I don't know why, seeing the obvious inhuman characteristics of the girl, the two old men didn't have a trace of fear in their hearts, but just watched the girl get closer and closer.

Love slowly walked up to the two old men, and found that the two old men were staring at her in a daze, shaking their heads, and contacting 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 rattle on his wrist, that is, the hammer of the fallen bell made according to the legend, and sent out a calming bell to stabilize the minds of the two old men.

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

Love couldn't help but think of this incident, although she was a little worried about Miss Lord, but love could still pass through her own heart, and feel that Shang Yang's life was still surging, and the heart of love was originally Shang Yang's heart, and there was some blood perception between the two. I heard Shang Yang and Miss Lord God say that the lives of the two of them are connected, Shang Yang is fine, Miss Lord God is absolutely fine.

It was difficult to find a suitable replacement for the cloth belt, and sure enough, without the help of Miss Lord, the use of the Lord's god was much more troublesome.

Ai sighed helplessly, gave up the intention of continuing the search, and leaned down, intending to cut a circle of fabric from the bottom of her long skirt to serve as a cloth for binding firewood.

"Snort......"

With the sound of the fabric being torn, Ai had already cut a circle of fabric from the corner of her skirt, Ai didn't care about her dress, this dress was self-healing, left alone, it would soon be restored.

The two old men watched in a daze, tearing off a circle of fabric from their skirts, taking a few steps closer and leaning down to help the two old men tie the branches on the ground with this black cloth belt.

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

"I'll help you bring the firewood home, can you show me the way?"

The two old men didn't know what to do anymore, so they nodded stunnedly, stood up, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Love carried a pile of firewood on his back, followed by the two old men, although it was not yet noon, but the wind was gusting, and the snowflakes were flying, like the middle of the night in the cold winter.

Along the way, the two old men didn't dare to talk to Ai, and Love itself was also a quiet character, so along the way, Ai and the two old men didn't have any conversation.

At the foot of Mt. Yoshino, thatched huts

It's a dilapidated thatched hut, and in the cold wind, the timber-themed building seems to be crumbling, giving people no sense of security.

Love followed behind the two old men, and when she saw this thatched hut and several similar houses around her, a hint of clarity flashed in her blood-red eyes.

"Here we are, this is my wife and me's home, this ......"

The old man pointed to the thatched hut and turned around awkwardly, trying to say something to love.

But as soon as he turned around, he couldn't help but be stunned, and there was no one behind him, only a pile of firewood piled on the ground.

In addition, in the evening, when the old man pushed the door to see how heavy the snow was, he suddenly found that at the door, there were two bags full of grain, as well as a bag of vegetables and meat, and the two old men thought that they had met the gods of Mt. Yoshino, and since then, there has been another legend about this Mt. Yoshino.

However, this follow-up has little to do with us, and continues to return to the present.

After doing the two old people a little favor, Ai walked in the forest and felt that he was in a much better mood, and after walking to the place where he went up the mountain, Ai saw a few figures, and he didn't need to be stunned.

"Shang Yang?"

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