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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When Scrapped Car saw this, he was so scared that he shuddered… He thought to himself: I thought I was a weirdo. But these guys are each more perverted than the other!

Salted Fish said, "If my Eldest Senior Brother were to get angry, he would eat you bit by bit, screw by screw! He wouldn't leave you any paint!"

"I was wrong…" Scrapped Car had already recognized the reality. It was unable to run away on an empty stomach, so before it was full, it was best for him to be more cowardly.

However, he had his own plans. As long as he was full, he would definitely run away!

"Amitabha!" At that moment, a Buddhist proclamation sounded.

Fangzheng chuckled and walked over. "Jingzhi, don't be so fierce."

Salted Fish curled his lips and said, "Master, I'm already gentle enough. According to my temper back then, he will just be a pile of junk now."

Swindling a Dragon