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The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

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.

Yimeng Huangliang · Urban
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1512 Chs

Ice Lanterns

Translator: CKtalon

Arriving at the door, Fangzheng kneaded some rice grains into a sticky paste to act as glue. He handed the blob over to the squirrel. The squirrel held the glue as he rode on Lone Wolf's shoulder. Fangzheng held the couplets and gestured while he asked, "Is the height okay? Are they a little slanted or are they straight?"

The squirrel measured carefully and instructed Fangzheng, "A little bit to the left, and lift the right side a bit. Stop! That's perfect!"

Fangzheng took over the rice paste and used it as glue to paste the couplets to the door.

The first line went: Kindness is truly Zen;

The second line went: Compassion is also ritualistic.

Summary: Not a monk!