Fifteen miles away, as expected, there was a temple at the mouth of a ditch. In front of the temple was a huge pond. I went in to burn incense and make a wish. I sat in front of the mountain gate and watched the pilgrims in twos and threes. They were all holding turtles in a bamboo plate and carrying them to the main hall. After a while, they went to the pond again. It turned out that they were...