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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Salted Fish said, "What's wrong with you? Did you do something illegal? Or did you visit a prostitute without paying?"

Yu Nian rolled his eyes. "I have never been to that kind of place."

Yu Nian said, "I'm really nervous."

Salted Fish said, "Nervous my ass! Let me tell you as an elderly ancestor. A clear conscience laughs in the face of a false accusation. Aren't cultured people like you who write books most particular about righteousness? Ancient scholars have righteousness in them. They aren't afraid of ghosts or evil, nor are they afraid of power. Although what you did is like that of a retard… you have to understand a principle!"

Salted Fish said in an old, experienced tone, "You aren't an ordinary retard. You are a retard who holds the moral high ground!"

Yu Nian rolled his eyes. "Isn't that still a retard?"

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