There is a pear orchard in Wancheng, which stretches for dozens of miles.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of this dynasty, the emperor and empress, made a love here, so the pear orchard has been well preserved so far. At that time, the pear orchard was not as large as it is now, and at this time of year, lovers would come here and plant pear trees, so the scale of the pear orchard increased year by year.

But the ancients were superstitious, pear blossoms are white, and "pear" homonym through "separation", there is a discrete, separated meaning, so the world often thinks that pear blossoms are a symbol of bad luck. Large households generally do not plant pear blossoms in conspicuous places, let alone on a large scale.

And there is another saying in the market that the ancestral queen died early, and the ancestral emperor was finally martyred. It can be seen that the final ending of the ancestor emperor and empress is not perfect, and it is probably another poignant story. I don't know if it's because of this, adding evidence to the unlucky characteristics of pear blossoms.

Interestingly, the famous Fushan Temple is located right in the depths of the pear orchard. Fushan Temple originated in the period of the ancestors, and after hundreds of years, it does not fall, as if it is the guard of the pear orchard.

The fame of Fushan Temple, in the final analysis, is that the presiding officers of the past dynasties are all wise and powerful people, either with extraordinary wisdom or extraordinary skills.

The current presiding officer of Fushan Temple is dust-free, good at medical skills, saving lives and helping the wounded, and is admired.

Another purpose of Mrs. Mu's trip to Wancheng is to go to Fushan Temple to make a vow, and, if you are lucky, you may be able to meet Master Wuchen. I said goodbye in a hurry last time, but this time I must thank Master Wuchen for saving his life.

At that time, Mu Qingwan was in a coma for two days and did not wake up, and it happened that Master Wuchen traveled through Pingcheng and gave him a helping hand to turn the crisis into safety. So, Mrs. Mu made a wish that as long as her daughter could get better, she would fast for ten days a month, and she was willing to go to the Buddhist hall every year to practice for more than a month, eat fast and recite Buddha.

On this day, Mrs. Mu took Mu Qingwan and Mu Yan, changed into simple plain clothes, and quietly entered the west guest room in the backyard of Fushan Temple with only a painting fan, auspiciousness, Ruyi and a few guards, and began to practice irregularly.

At this time, in early spring and April, it is the season when the pear blossoms are in full bloom.

It is really "suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms", pear blossoms all over the mountains and fields, flowers are clustered, outlining a beautiful flower roll.

Mu Qingwan walked in the pear orchard, saw the white and clear pear blossoms, and remembered the flower language of modern pear blossoms, which is pure love, innocent love, and a lifetime of waiting without separation. With such a beautiful scenery, I really wish I had a pen to record such a beautiful picture now.

The life of Fushan Temple is quiet and peaceful, with coarse tea and light meals every day, copying Buddhist scriptures, reciting scriptures, perhaps because of their pious and calm hearts, Mrs. Mu and Mu Qingwan can also be happy, but poor Mu Yan is too hungry all day long, of course, in addition to being hungry, Mu Yan is still an obedient and sensible little bun.

Hearing the deep and long bell of the temple every day, Mu Qingwan's mood gradually calmed down. It can probably be regarded as "hearing the bell, the troubles are light".

Every time in front of the Buddha, Mu Qingwan prayed sincerely. Maybe he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas in his previous life, but when the things that happened to him did happen to him, Mu Qingwan began to believe that maybe there were really gods, and he came here in the dark to live well instead of Xiao Qingwan. In addition, praying for the safety and health of modern parents, brothers and relatives, and also blessing their relatives in this life with all the best, simple blessings, but containing the most sincere emotions.

After coming to this world for nearly half a year, Mu Qingwan has always been unreal, and she always lacks a sense of belonging in her heart for such an era. During the trip to Fushan Temple, Mu Qingwan really let go of the past.

Xiao Tuanzi Mu Yan didn't know why, but he also seemed to feel a serious atmosphere, not noisy or noisy. I was able to obediently stay by my mother and sister's side.