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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"He's doomed, Master is going to chant the scriptures. Good luck to Junior Brother. Even if he doesn't die, he will probably shed a layer of skin," said Squirrel with a look of worry.

Lone Wolf said, "What that rascal sang made me blush. To think he wasn't ashamed to sing it… Sigh, if I had known that Duan Liu's first half of the song led to such sexual innuendo lyrics, I wouldn't have recommended him to listen to it. I have sinned, I have truly sinned."

Monkey said in his usual composed state, "The song sounded bad, but the screams later will be worse. Amitabha."

However, what left them infinitely puzzled was that they didn't hear Red Boy's tragic cries despite waiting all day.

After the two entered the meditation room, they didn't come out the entire morning.

Major Art of Nagging