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 strange thing was that there were a lot of cameras in this town, and there were also many dummies on the streets. These dummies were sitting there lifelessly, in walking postures on the streets, or fixing their hair, eating, etc…

There was a water drainage system in the town. There were tall and short buildings…

If it wasn't for these weird dummies, as long as people moved in, this place would be a small modern city.

In the distance, on a small hill, a group of people were traveling at high speed. There were researchers in white coats, as well as security personnel from the army. Further away, a line demarcated the cordoned off area. No one was allowed to enter, and there were people patrolling 24 hours a day to prevent anyone from entering.

At the top of the mountain, inside the temporary command center.

"General, everything is ready," a man reported.

"Report it and await orders," said the general.

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