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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 · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1512 Chs

Don't Want

His present size was even bigger than that of a calf. His weight had reached a staggering number of over a hundred kilograms! Of course Lone Wolf was not fat, but muscular. He was a toned, domineering wolf!

Even so, among the benches Fangzheng had made, there were high stools and tiny folding chairs…

After the idiot saw Squirrel jump on the chair, his ass began to itch despite never having sat on a bench before. In his excitement, he threw his butt onto the folding chair to get a sense of it, only to…

"Fatty, it's time for you to diet!" Squirrel looked up at Lone Wolf angrily.

Lone Wolf turned his head to the side and ignored the little guy.

Fangzheng stared straight at Lone Wolf and said, "You know what I wish to say, right?"

"If I'm living well, then the skies are clear?" said Lone Wolf softly.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "What else?"

"Master, I can't do it!" Lone Wolf said sobbingly.