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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The moment that was said, Salted Fish's fin immediately froze in mid-air. He thought, "Why is someone coming at this moment? Can't they f**king let a fish eat?"

Although One Finger Monastery had more than one animal, monkeys mimicked humans to begin with. Everyone only found Monkey to be especially intelligent when he ate with chopsticks. Squirrel wasn't even as tall as a pair of chopsticks, so he naturally didn't use them. He sat there, eating a rice ball he was hugging. In regards to that, everyone just found him adorable. As for Lone Wolf, he stuck his head into a food basin for his meal, completely in line with what people expected.

However, who had ever seen a fish loitering above shore? Who had ever seen a fish use chopsticks before? And who had ever seen a fish that had been salted into a salted fish do the two aforementioned matters? It was completely inexplicable!

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