After finally finding the place, the scene before me had become very unfamiliar.
The gate of Chunqiu Temple has completely collapsed, and the halls and houses on the mountain have all been burned down. Although covered by heavy snow, one can still see the shocking charred marks everywhere.
Shen Luo went to take another look at Qingshiping where he once lived, and saw that it had also been burned to ashes.
Finally, he lit three incense sticks at the important sites in the temple, including the mountain gate, the Hall of Heavenly Kings and the Hall of Jade Emperor. After some worship, he went down the mountain and left.
On the way back, he secretly thought that if he had the chance one day, he would definitely rebuild the Chunqiu Temple on the original site.
It was already early morning of the next day when we returned to Chunhua County.
The county town gate had not yet opened, but Shen Luo was already waiting outside the gate.
As the distant morning bell rang, the county town gate finally opened slowly inward. Before Shen Luo could enter, he saw a large number of people gathered inside the gate and rushed out of the city.
He didn't know what was going on, so he could only hide aside with some farmers who were waiting to go into the city to sell vegetables and fruits.
However, judging from the calm expressions on the faces of the surrounding farmers, they seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
"Brother, what's going on? Why are the people in this city running out of the city so early in the morning?" Shen Luo approached a dark-skinned farmer and asked.
"Young man, are you from another place?" The farmer looked Shen Luo up and down and said.
"My home is in the city, but I haven't been back for a long time." Shen Luo explained casually.
"No wonder... those people are all rushing to the Yuanzhu Temple outside the city to burn incense. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, the Yuanzhu Temple will open its doors to donate vegetarian meals and allow believers to enter the temple to burn incense and pray." The farmer said with a look of sudden realization.
"I know about Yuanzhu Temple. It has been built for some years, but I've never heard that it is so popular here." Shen Luo asked with some doubts after hearing this.
"That was in the past. The Yuanzhu Temple is really amazing now!" The farmer put one hand on his waist and waved the other hand at Shen Luo.
"What's the problem? Please tell me about it." Shen Luo asked curiously.
“Two years ago, Yuanzhu Temple really didn’t have much worshippers. But in the past two years, I don’t know whether some great master came to abbot the temple, or the temple really has the protection of gods, but all prayers are answered, it’s really magical,” the farmer said in amazement.
When Shen Luo heard this, he knew that it was just some weird rumors and immediately lost interest.
He shifted his gaze towards the city gate, waiting for the crowded crowd at the gate to disperse before entering the city and returning home.
The farmer felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that he stopped talking halfway through his question, so he had to speak again:
"Young man, you may not know this, but behind the Guanyin Hall of Yuanzhu Temple, there is a sweet water well. Any woman who has made a wish in the temple can drink a small sip and will be guaranteed to get pregnant when she returns home."
"Is it really that magical?" Shen Luo didn't quite believe it and replied perfunctorily.
"That's not true... People say that the well is dripping with the jade dew from the vase in the hand of the Goddess of Fertility. I heard that there was an old woman in her fifties in the city who got pregnant after drinking the water from the well." The farmer lowered his voice and said seriously.