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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Zheng Yuan was also taken aback as he yelled, "What… What are you doing? I want you to punish the bastards who killed my parents! Not me!"

Fangzheng pressed his palms together and looked Zheng Yuan in the eye, asking, "Have you really forgotten what happened that night?"

"What happened? I don't remember a thing! I was f**king drunk that night!" Zheng Yuan yelled.

Fangzheng stared at him, enunciating each and every word. "Have you really forgotten?"

Zheng Yuan widened his eyes as he glared at Fangzheng. Amid his infinite wrath, slowly a hint of rationality appeared before a tinge of horror surfaced. The horror wasn't caused by Fangzheng, nor was it because he feared Bodhisattva, but it was the horror of facing the truth hidden deep in his memories.

"Have you really forgotten?" Fangzheng continued asking.

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