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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Red Boy frowned and thought, "Why is this darn fish so troublesome?" Just as he was about to say something, he realized that Fangzheng didn't appear angry at all. He was holding a bamboo rod which had a metal hook attached to it. He placed the hook in front of Salted Fish and said, "It's fine if you don't want to go in the bag. Why don't you bite on this hook while I carry you instead?"

Salted Fish's expression turned darker when he saw this. F**k, is he really treating me as a dead fish? He subconsciously imagined Fangzheng carrying a bamboo rod on his shoulder with the hook on one end, and hanging from it was a huge salted fish, shaking back and forth as he walked. When the wind blew, he would even spin… Salted Fish could not help but shiver and put away his cane. Then, he lay down on the black cloth and said, as though he was entering an execution chamber, "Let's do it!"

I Submit! I Submit!