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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Zhou Zishan said, "Village Chief, go back for your meal. We just need a mouthful. The rest of the trivial matters will be finished in the afternoon."

Zhou Ziyuan said, "That's right. Village Chief, we are doing quite well. The sky is high, and the land is broad. It's comfortable eating here. Besides, we didn't really do anything the entire morning." Upon saying that, Zhou Ziyuan blushed a little. Such a large plot of land had been cleared with all that help. They were unsure if they should be paid for it. And if they did, how much… Now, they clearly weren't thick-skinned enough to get a free meal.

The youngest Zhou Ziheng did not say a word. His eyes were darting around as well. His age made him someone who paid a lot of attention to food. Who would want to eat noodles if there was something better? However, Zhou Ziheng ultimately kept silent.

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