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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Looking at the two bottles, Monkey asked curiously, "Master, what are these for?"

Fangzheng smiled. "For eating dumplings!"

"Uh? Don't we eat them directly? I tried a bit directly just now, and it was delicious, if maybe just a little bland." Squirrel wiped his oily mouth as he commented happily.

Fangzheng smiled. "Jingkuan, the difference between humans and animals is that the former are quite particular when it comes to eating. Animals do not choose their food or the way they eat it, eating once they have it. However, humans are particular about how they eat their food, when they eat it, and what matches with it…"

"Master, don't they find it troublesome? Can they resist their appetite when the food is in front of them?" Squirrel asked.

The Miracle of Living