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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Tang Chen exclaimed, "Send them gifts? They played such dirty tricks? Master, will we end up being screwed?"

Tang Ze shook his head and said, "These people are either tycoons or nobles; otherwise, they are people with high political status. The assets they own can't even be easily counted. Those gifts are precious to ordinary people, but to them, no matter how precious they are, they are not worth their family's reputation. So, there's no need to worry about fairness."

Only then did Tang Chen feel slightly relieved…

Ishii's face was slapped, and he was extremely displeased. He cursed the decision-maker in secret, "They should have followed what I said. Hire some judges who can be controlled. There wouldn't be such nonsense!"

Song Xian couldn't take the group's incessant pleading. Helpless, he could only distribute the last bit of tea to these people.

Admit Defeat