I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

Mount Fuji is covered with snow all year round.

Although the mountain looks like a beautiful dwarf in large and small photos, only those who have reached the foot of the mountain and felt the chill can understand how high the mountain is.

as a famous attraction.

Mount Fuji has no shortage of tourists 360 days a year, and there are also large and small trams driving around.

When introducing the tour, many tour guides hope that tourists will be prepared to protect against the cold, and they will also ask with concern whether they have heart disease or whether they are suitable for altitude sickness.

A new tour bus set off, and the tour guide stood in front of the bus to introduce the beauty of the mountain, and also emphasized that the mountain is an active volcano.

"The top of Mount Fuji is covered with snow all year round, but it is located at the junction of the two plates and is still active."

"The closest and most tragic volcanic eruption to us was the eruption of Mount Fuji in 1707, which killed 2 people and destroyed countless houses. "

Tourists raised their hands to ask questions.

"Such a dangerous volcano should find a way to deal with it."

"This one."

The tour guide smiled apologetically: "Currently there is no other way than early warning and emergency evacuation."

"Even with modern technology, we are helpless against earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and meteorological disasters."

"Experts and scholars have reported that Mt. Fuji erupts every 300 years, but no changes have been noticed since 1707 until now. It is said that once it erupts, earthquakes and various derivative disasters will force a metropolis like Tokyo to stop."

The tour bus goes up all the way, and when it encounters beautiful scenery halfway, it will let tourists get off the bus to take pictures.

Some people on the road were not suitable for the high-altitude oxygen environment, but they were relieved with the help of the tour guide, and went to the site on the middle of the mountain to practice.

And then, the closer to the snow line, the thicker the chill.

The rocks on the road are red and gray, and dry weeds survive among the pinnacles.

"Hey!"

"Look."

A tourist pointed to the distance and said, "Is there someone there?"

"Is it a climber?"

They all leaned towards the window.

"I don't think so."

"At least you should carry a travel bag."

"How could it be a black dress...it seems to be a monk's robe."

"It can't be an ascetic."

It's still a bit strange to see such a thinly dressed person in this environment.

The tour guide suspected that this was a person who died on the mountain, so he got out of the car and ran over to ask and waved loudly: "Hi, do you need help?"

The man turned around, holding a stone bowl in his hand, "Hey—it's a human being."

……

The tour guide took the monk into the car, and all the tourists looked at him suspiciously. After all, it was strange to meet a monk on the mountain.

"Are you here to practice penance?"

"Uh-huh."

The monk looked very young. He covered his face with his hands and let out a sigh, "It's so cold on the mountain."

yes……

Everyone is wearing down jackets, gloves, hats and snow boots are fully equipped.

The thin black monk clothes are still too cold.

But the thought of being able to endure such a low temperature to practice on the mountain is still very respectable.

So the tourist asked the monk which monastery it was, "Where should I take you?"

The monk didn't answer, just said: "Just take me to the inn at the foot of the mountain."

"Inn?"

"Is it a hotel?"

Even though I knew the meaning of the inn, it was still strange to hear such a statement.

It took a while for the monk to react: "... yes."

Tourists handed him food and water, as well as warm scarves, and some even took out their clothes and asked if they wanted to avoid the cold, but he only took a little food and thanked him saying that these were enough.

The tourists took back their things and put them on their seats, but they still couldn't help but look at the monks in the back row...it felt very mysterious.

Not only inexplicably appearing on the mountain.

There is also the sense of purity around her, like a person made of snow, without any impurities.

Even movies with various special effects don't have such a trance-like feeling.

It would be great if I could talk to him and know a little more.

A young girl held her mobile phone, looked up and down, and then reached out to touch her companion, "Hey, do you think this person... looks familiar."

"Where have you seen it?"

"Did you say it was on TV... I can't remember it, but I should remember it if I saw it."

"It's on TV..." The girl kept tapping her fingers on her knees, "I remember!"

"Do you remember Kiemon!" said the girl.

"It's that cat, what's wrong?"

"It's been looking for someone. It's been looking for almost a month. I remember it sent a group photo. It seems to be a photo taken by everyone during a school trip. The missing teenager looks like this person."

"No way..."

……

Because a monk suddenly appeared on the road, everyone was no longer in the mood to watch the snow.

All kinds of things were discussed along the way.

The girl handed the phone to her companion, "I've already told him, the response was super fast, and he replied immediately asking where I am, even though he is an Internet celebrity with millions of fans, he has such a good personality."

"Isn't it hype?"

The companion was a little hesitant, "I disappeared for a month, and then suddenly appeared on the snow mountain... It must be to cooperate with some kind of propaganda."

She turned her head and looked at the back row: "Is it for the release of the new movie?"

"I don't know what it will be."

It doesn't matter if it's hype, after all, this is a noisy era, and only shouting can be remembered by others. If this kind of newcomer debuts, it doesn't matter to use hype to exchange for an easy acting career.

Soon down the mountain.

The girl had already told the monk about Kiemon's situation, then pretended not to know what the hype was, spread out the notebook and asked, "Can you sign me?"

The monk was very strange. He didn't seem to understand what the girl wanted to sign, but he agreed with a reasonable understanding, "Can I give you any Buddhist scriptures?"

"What?" The girl didn't understand, "Just write whatever you want."

The monk nodded and picked up the brush not very proficiently. First, he assumed a posture of holding a writing brush, and then quickly changed into a posture of pinching a pencil. The name he wrote was... Chinese characters?

The girl looked at it, and she knew that the thing with particularly complicated strokes was a Chinese character. Although she didn't understand why she didn't write the name but wrote such a long Chinese character, it was still very beautiful.

She was very happy to pick up the notebook. She thought that it would take two or three hours for Kiemon to get here after receiving the news. Stop at the opposite side of the tour bus.

A cat pushed open the door and rushed up, waving its paws.

"Kurokawa, you belong to the civet cat—meow meow meow meow meow—"

Seemingly aware of the girl's surprised eyes and her gradually widening mouth, Kiemon immediately changed his dialect.