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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Moments after they reached the village, they heard the sputtering sounds of tractors. Following that, a tractor from a neighboring village pulled a truckload of rice paddy and set off. When the tractor passed by, Fangzheng could even smell the fragrance of the rice within. Nearly every family was busy with the autumn harvest these days, so there was nearly no one in the village. The only beings left to watch over their yards were a few dogs.

Ever since Mengmeng was abducted, the villagers did not dare be too careless. Even during the harvest, they would bring their children with them.

"Master, where's everyone?" Red Boy asked out of curiosity.

"They are harvesting the paddies. Today's mission is to help them in the harvest. Whoever does the most gets an additional serving tonight!" Fangzheng said with a smile.

Wheat Hands