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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"For a month? Wouldn't I starve to death then!?" Squirrel screamed, but he smiled immediately after. "Thankfully, I don't gamble. Neither do I know how to, nor is there anyone for me to gamble with."

"I don't believe you. You must have gambled before. Also, I didn't gamble either, yet no one believes me!" Salted Fish was already in a terrible mood, so he felt even unhappier when he heard Squirrel's words. Had he gambled? He hadn't! A nice research project had somehow turned into gambling… More importantly, he felt pissed when he thought about what Fangzheng had said to him on their way back.

"Salted Fish, do you know what you should do having watched such videos and having made This Penniless Monk watch them?"

Delightful Happenings Take Time