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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Fangzheng hurriedly chanted inwardly. "Amitabha. Thus have I heard…" He began chanting scriptures to distract himself.

He knew himself. Once he blushed too much, his entire face would look like a soy egg. It would easily expose the excitement deep in his heart; therefore, he had to repress those feelings! Otherwise, it would be embarrassing.

Repressing his excitement and wandering thoughts, Fangzheng asked, "Perfected One, why did you?"

Wanderer Tranquil said lightly, "The path of cultivation is long and tedious. There are often all kinds of problems plaguing us. Some have answers to them, while others do not have answers readily available. This Penniless Priest has asked other fellow Daoists, but none of them were able to answer. Later, when I saw that you had conjured the Bodhisattva on the mountain, I had the thought of asking you. Perhaps, only you are capable of answering This Penniless Priest's question."

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