It wasn't until after Guo Dalu left that Noda Sojiro's father, the old monk, was still sitting in the cemetery muttering to himself, looking desolate in the drizzle.

"Brother Dalu, can all the monks of this country get married?"

Seeing Guo Dalu walking out of the cemetery, Wang Xiaolu, who was a little worried, suddenly relaxed, walked up quickly, and asked in a low voice, "How is the old monk? You didn't kill him, did you?"

Guo Dalu said with a smile: "We are here today for tourism, not to kill." This old monk is a man who has lost his son, and it will be too cruel if I kill him again. It's better to let him live. ”

Wang Xiaolu snorted, "He is so alive, he knows who his killer is, but he can't take revenge, which may be more desperate for him than living." ”

Guo Dalu laughed, "I just like to see this kind of person's desperate and helpless expression!"

Wang Xiaolu glanced at Guo Dalu, "You are so cruel!"

Asama Temple is on the mountainside of Mount Fuji, the two walked out of Asama Temple, Guo Dalu looked up, and said with a smile: "This Japanese people are really interesting, taking an active volcano as a symbol of their country, what is it called" Shengyue ", hehe, when one day this mountain suddenly erupts, I think they still call this mountain?"

Wang Xiaolu said: "Oh, it's not allowed to discriminate against small countries! There is still a Mount Fuji in the Japanese country, and if you go to South Korea to have a look, their country will be called nothing." Not even a little symbolic!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "I can't say that, people's Korean sticks are still relatively famous." ”

To Kwok Daji, this Mt. Fuji resembles a grave, and even the local residents of Wakoku sometimes call it a demon volcano because it has claimed many lives in history.

The two of them came to travel, but after a matter of heart, they came to the most famous scenic spot in the country, and naturally they would not miss it, and they wore each other's sunglasses to go up the mountain in a low-key manner.

In the process of the two of them climbing upward, they met a tourist who started the live broadcast, it was a young man from China, holding a large-screen mobile phone in his hand, with a look of amazement, and said loudly to the mobile phone screen: "I came to Mt. Fuji, everyone sees that without you, this is the sacred mountain of the Japanese country! Oh my God, it is simply incredible! It's a pity that I didn't make it to the time when the cherry blossoms bloom, and I heard that when the cherry blossoms bloom, it is called a beautiful one!"

The young man held his mobile phone and shouted, chanting affectionately: "Cyclamen come to the top of the clouds, and the dragon inhabits the old cave in the abyss." The snow is like a stalk, the smoke is like a handle, and the white fan hangs upside down in the East China Sea. This is a poem by a Japanese poet describing the beauty of Mt. Fuji, oh my God, it's so poetic!"

He held his mobile phone and sighed as he walked, "The country is full of the spirit of self-improvement, and the entire Yamato nation is a nation with good manners, on the other hand, our country, tsk, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a Chinese here, I'm afraid of being looked down upon!"

"Some time ago, did you see the photos I took wearing the uniforms of the Japanese people in World War II? At that time, the Japanese people were so powerful, and so many people in China didn't even have the heart to resist at that time, and they were really not qualified to live in the world......

This young man is a fanatical Hari element at first glance, and the people who watch his live broadcast now, regardless of asking, must also be people with common hobbies.

Wang Xiaolu said: "I read it on the Internet some time ago, saying that there were several Chinese men, wearing military uniforms during World War II, taking pictures in front of the Holocaust Memorial Hall. ”

She turned on the camera on her mobile phone, recorded it at the young man in front of her, and whispered to Guo Dalu: "I didn't expect to meet this kind of person here!"

Guo Dalu said: "If you go back, you can ask the police to check and see if the ancestors of these people are Chinese or relics of the Japanese country." ”

During this time, I don't know what happened, there were many fanatical fans of the Japanese people in China, these people very much identified with the Japanese culture, and the most admired was the Japanese army at the time of the invasion of China, for which many people bought the Japanese military uniforms during World War II, and secretly took various photos in various memorial halls, just to show their admiration for the invaders.

This kind of person, it's hard to understand what their head thinks. If it was during World War II, these people worshipped the Japanese people, it was still a worship of the strong, at least a reason to be traitors, and most of the traitors since ancient times have been like this.

But today's China, the national strength is strong, whether in terms of economy, military, or culture, it is already a well-deserved big country, and the Japanese country is far inferior to China.

At this time, as a Chinese citizen, he still has to kneel and lick the Japanese people, which is really not convincing for any other convincing reason, except that he is born to be cheap.

Seeing that the more this guy talked before meeting, the more unbearable he became, Guo Dalu walked forward, reached out to carry his neck, took his mobile phone with the other hand, and said to the phone: "I'm Guo Dalu." ”

He pointed the camera of his phone at himself, "I don't know what you people who watch the live broadcast think, it's interesting to be a good person, to be a dog?"

At this time, Wang Xiaolu walked over, took a picture of the room number of the live broadcast with his mobile phone, and said to the mobile phone screen: "I'm Wang Xiaolu! Are you all Chinese? Why do you want to watch such a live broadcast?"

A group of people who were watching the live broadcast suddenly exploded after seeing Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu.

"It turned out to be Guo Dalu!"

"Why did he run to Mt. Fuji?"

"Let's go, this room isn't safe!"

"Activate the second contingency plan!"

"Withdraw!"

Within a few seconds of Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu appearing and talking, a group of people who were watching the live broadcast disappeared from the live broadcast room, and there was no movement anymore.

"You...... You let go of me!"

At this time, the young man who was carried in the air by Guo Dalu struggled desperately, "Let go of me! Let go of me! Rob!"

Guo Dalu put the person down, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Live well, don't die too early!"

In this person's blank eyes, Guo Dalu returned the mobile phone that this person used for live broadcast to him, "Are you from the Japanese country or from the Chinese people?"

After the man saw clearly that it was Guo Dalu, he didn't answer and was stunned on the spot.

Guo Dalu and his wife ignored this person and continued to climb the mountain.

Wang Xiaolu posted the video he had just taken on his Weibo as he walked, "Today I came to Mt. Fuji with my eldest brother, and after coming out of Asamaji Temple, I met such an incredible person. Some time ago, the person everyone has been looking for to take photos should be this person, and he admitted it himself!"