The interweaving of good and evil is the human world

White snow-capped mountains, miserable white skeletons.

Dark crows, filthy carrion.

It's a deformed and terrible world.

A flower, sucking love and hate grows here.

Under the sun, it is like a white lotus, and when the cold moon shines, it is clearly a manjushahua.

There is a mountain in Shinano, and people from nearby mountain villages are required to visit Mt. Nichiyama when they reach the age of 70.

To say that it is a worship service is to abandon itself in the mountains.

I don't know how long this custom has lasted, but I know that the mountain pass that is often used for abandoning the old has long been full of tired white bones.

Scavenger crows stood guard all over the place, looking more than the living.

Ah Ling Po is 69 years old, and she does not refuse to worship the mountain god of the Mountain.

She only worries about her children.

The eldest son, Tatsuhei, is honest and taciturn, and she has to handle the continuation of the string.

The second son, Risuke, was a slave who was not qualified to marry a wife according to local customs, and had never tasted the affairs of a man or a woman.

The eldest grandson, Yuanfuji, did not take responsibility for the promiscuity, and also found a granddaughter-in-law who was delicious and lazy.

Ah Ling Po exerted all the wisdom of an elder and took care of these things before going up the mountain.

After the eldest son left her behind, she folded her hands and sat quietly on her knees on the grass mat.

Like a bodhisattva living on earth.

Tatsuhira is a middle-aged man who looks very reliable.

He was filial to his mother and treated both wives with respect.

Harsh instructions to the mischievous son, albeit of little effect.

For his younger brother, who was a slave, although he had the majesty of the head of the house, he did not lose a little warmth.

He was as good as he had been in those days—if he hadn't killed his father with a shotgun in an argument thirty years ago.

He was trapped in regret all his life, and in this apology, he carried his mother step by step on the mountain.

In a mountain col full of corpses, hair, and crow droppings, he placed his mother lightly on a relatively flat and clean bluestone.

In this mountain pass, this bluestone is rarely clean.

Then he left dry food behind and walked down the hill quickly following the rules of no turning back.

He was a terrible kid.

He peeked at the women for convenience and humiliated his own uncle.

His indulgence of desire enlarged a girl's belly, and he abandoned her when the girl's family was in trouble.

When the pregnant girl was buried alive by the villagers, he finally cried bitterly.

But the cries of the tragic death had not yet dissipated, and he found another white and plump girl.

However, the greatest evil is that he wants to save the rations of his daughter-in-law.

Make up songs, demonize healthy grandma and her teeth, and force her to go to the mountain in the morning.

He succeeded, though the woman who shared the fruits of victory was replaced by one.

This seemingly ordinary mountain village is full of twisted desires, selfishness and disregard for life.

The theft-addicted Rain House family was buried alive by the whole family, and the old father who did not want to go to the mountain was tied up by his parents and thrown off the cliff.

But there is also a warm side of human nature in such a dark earthly world.

The industrious and capable daughter-in-law Ayu objected to sending Ah Lingbo to the mountain, and Tatsuhei insisted on leaving precious dry food for her mother.

There are dead babies, sold girls, ignorance and indifference, but also maternal love, kindness, conscience, and hard work.

Here good and evil are intertwined, light and darkness are mixed. I see hope, I see growth, I see responsibility and responsibility; I see fear, I see resentment, I see cruelty and cowardice.

Here, ah, is the real world.