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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Although the policemen were not as handsome, cool, or unafraid of death as those depicted in movies, Fangzheng found them more respectable than those found in movies when he saw their sense of duty.

Following that, the trio began talking all at once about yesterday's situation. What they recounted was about the same as what Village Chief Song had said. All three of them felt that there was something odd about the matter, believing that it had to be related to the paranormal. Otherwise there was no way of explaining it. Why would those animal corpses not have any signs of struggle? There wasn't even a wound!

Fangzheng only smiled in response. Ghosts? It would be easy if it was that… However, Fangzheng had never heard of any ghost who would specifically target animals! But if it wasn't because of a ghost, what could it be?

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