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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The captain of the security team who had snatched the cell phone from before looked at Zhu Lin before looking at Fangzheng. Finally, he looked at the huge hole above his head and obediently took out the cell phone to hand it back to Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin took the cell phone and was about to say something when Fangzheng said, "We can leave, but you have to protect these little guys. If they die, lightning doesn't have eyes."

The captain nodded immediately and said, "Master, don't worry. Since you've spoken, I guarantee that I will protect them with all my might. However, if they died from the flash or tremors from that huge bolt of lightning just now…"

Fangzheng smiled. "It's fine. The lightning won't harm them."

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