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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Walt had never expected such a turn of events. Just half a month earlier, he had confidently told the Chinese ambassador that he didn't need the Chinese to involve themselves with Italy's internal matters.

But now, in the blink of an eye, he was already asking for the other party's help. How depressing!

The good thing was that he was ready to be shameless having been put in this position. Hence, Walt took a deep breath and dialed Ambassador Wang's number.

"Ambassador Wang, how are you? Why haven't I seen you at the golf course recently?" Walt tried hard to maintain a smile.

Ambassador Wang smiled and said, "I can't afford it, and no one is inviting me."

Ambassador Walt immediately said, "I'll invite you! Do you want to go for a round? I've got a new golf club, and it feels great."

Killing The Monk