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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Wang Dayou was dumbfounded when he heard that. He wasn't going to be arrested?

Chief Hua continued. "We are only responsible for apprehending people and finding evidence. As for passing judgment, that's up to the courts. While you are under my custody, I permit you to spend time with your wife and son at home. In addition, we have discussed your case, and the mayor, me, and a group of people will each be donating ten thousand yuan to you. That's two months of my salary and half a year's worth of drinking money, you know!"

When Wang Dayou heard that, he hurriedly kneeled down and kowtowed.

Chief Hua hurriedly pulled him up, though. "Don't. There are many people watching. Just treat it as me showing off. That way, things will be better."

Wang Dayou was rendered speechless. This chief acted quite weirdly. Why wasn't he strict and solemn? Instead, he looked like quite a joker, didn't he?

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