Yimeng Huangliang

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn't a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn't large but it has everything. The temple isn't large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn't large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, "I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that's not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!"

This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.

The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

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Fangzheng's brows knitted together as well, "Is there no other solution?"

Tan Juguo said helplessly, "What can we do when the heavens don't rain?" With that said, he sucked at his smoke pipe again, his entire person turning a little down.

Yang Ping added, "It's not only about a lack of rainfall. Rome wasn't built in a day. Everyone in the village knows that. Beneath us is not rock or mud but a layer of sand. Sand does not retain water. Therefore, water is lost even when it rains. Our village's paddies require water to be drawn nearly every day for our consumption.

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