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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When Tojo heard that, he sneered. "You think too highly of yourself. The taijin are the high and mighty Sun, so what if an ant like you thinks wrong of them?"

The colonel was even happier when he heard that. He said, "Not bad, not bad. What a good dog! I'll allow you to stand up and walk."

Upon hearing that, Tojo shook his head and said, "Colonel, I can only be a good dog if I kneel."

"Very good, come with me!" The colonel led Tojo away in joy.

As for Sakata, he was so frightened that he didn't dare utter a sound. He huddled in a corner and mumbled something that only he could hear. "I want to go home. I want to go home…"

When Fangzheng saw this scene, he frowned deeply. He originally thought that these weeaboos only had sh*t for brains, but now, it didn't seem like that at all. It was that they didn't have any backbone, or rather, they didn't even have bones!

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