The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 364 - 361: The Exorbitant Transcendence Fee
Monk Jun glanced at his monk’s robe, black with a few fingerprints, and the pair of little "claws" tugging at his garment.
"Monk Jun?"
Xin Lin, with a pitiful and stubborn look, gazed at him with those big, bright, and persistent eyes.
Monk Jun had good reason to believe that if he did not agree today, this little one would cling to his sleeves forever.
One cannot chant scriptures with a little tail following, after all.
"Little benefactor, if you don’t mind, I can help recite some sutras."
Monk Jun felt a headache coming on.
Even a patient person would dread pestering, let alone the good-natured Monk Jun.
"You? Are you any good at it?"
A man mustn’t admit his inadequacy, even if he isn’t capable, he must pretend to be!
Monk Jun was, after all, a man and a rather proud one at that.
"The sutras that the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship knows, I also know some."
"Okay, I trust you!"
Xin Lin tilted her head and thought for a moment, loosened her small claws, waved her hand, with a carefree and confident demeanor.
After all, it’s free, it doesn’t hurt to try, if worse comes to worst, she could just go find that Saint Monk Pujisi.
Xin Lin thought to herself.
Monk Jun smiled slightly.
"However, the rules of the temple state that transcendence rituals require the offering of incense money."
Xin Lin’s eyelids twitched as she grew anxious.
"How much?"
"Forty-four thousand taels."
Monk Jun smiled again.
With a clack, Xin Lin heard the sound of her heart breaking.
Forty-four thousand taels!
Monk Jun, I have misjudged you.
These days, a pretty boy with a black heart can be even more ruthless than a short, poor, and ugly one.
Forty-four thousand taels, wasn’t that the entire sum of money she painstakingly swindled from Miss Huang and Monk Qingyu?
This monk, he must be doing this on purpose, right?
Xin Lin began to seriously suspect that Monk Jun must have secretly trailed her earlier, watching her every move.
Scheming, isn’t he!
"Monk Jun, aren’t you pricing this a bit too steeply? Monks should show compassion and save people, for saving one life surpasses the building of a Level 7 pagoda."
Xin Lin struggled in desperation.
"Little benefactor, my price is very fair, fooling neither the old nor the young. If the little benefactor is unwilling, one can always turn left out of the mountain and seek someone else to perform the transcendence."
Monk Jun’s smile grew even brighter.
But Xin Lin felt that his smile was rather irritating to the eyes.
After pondering for a moment, Xin Lin thought if she turned left upon leaving, it would be dark soon, perhaps Saint Monk Pujisi would charge even more.
"Let’s get one thing straight then; I want the transcendence to be done first, and I’ll pay afterward."
Mumbling to herself, Xin Lin, with great pain in parting with her wealth, handed over the silver note.
Ahead at Chu Mansion, with forty-four thousand, she may as well have been busy for nothing today.
Monk Jun’s smile was all kindness as he led Xin Lin out of Wanshi Mountain.
The inner courtyard of Zhongji Courtyard was even more tranquil than the outside.
Aside from a few meticulously maintained thin bamboos and a sand field for meditation, there was nothing else.
Several wing rooms were scattered about the courtyard in an orderly fashion.
The largest one was presumably the residence of the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship.
Monk Jun led Xin Lin into the third wing room on the left.
Inside the room, there was just a simple table.
This setup made Xin Lin even more convinced that the Minister at Taichang Temple was also a stingy person; they could at least provide a bed, couldn’t they?
Only a stingy person would teach such a greedy novice monk, right?
Monk Jun gestured for Xin Lin to place the Ancient Bronze Sword on the table.
In his hands, seemingly out of nowhere, appeared a string of colorful Buddha Beads.
Monk Jun sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras.
