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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However, after looking at it for a while, Fangzheng's face turned red. He was able to probe everything that could be probed, making him see certain things he shouldn't see. Furthermore, they clearly reflected in his mind. Although he didn't know if the divine power was being defective or if the divine power naturally protected a person's privacy, there were some images that had been blurred, but it was probably not a problem making out what it was.

As the saying goes, one was more curious about what can't be obtained. Although he wasn't very sure about what he saw, with it a blur, it made Fangzheng easier to imagine things. Fangzheng only found it freaking exciting!

Just as Fangzheng was about to collapse, red messages appeared. However, they were just petty crimes. It wasn't enough to distract Fangzheng when it came to the important matter at hand.

I Am Very Angry