Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 212 - 154 Half Old Immortal_2

Chapter 212: Chapter 154 Half Old Immortal_2

Qian Yixiu was startled, the Old Monk was not just a fortune-telling high monk but also a gluttonous old child. No wonder the Little Monk was fed to be so plump and white.

The image of the high and mighty monk crumbled into that of a mortal in an instant. Though he may have figured out Qian Yixiu’s background and knew about the extraordinary lotus seeds in her possession, the distance between them seemed to narrow suddenly, and Qian Yixiu was no longer so afraid of him. After all, once a person reveals a weakness, they become easy to handle. Just like Ma Mian, with such a stern disposition, wasn’t he cajoled into high spirits by her, Qian Yixiu, and led to spill some secrets.

Qian Yixiu smiled crisply, "Sure, if it grows, I’ll definitely bring it to the master to taste first."

The Old Monk showed his gummy smile and said, "Good, Little Benefactor is truly intelligent. Remember, in the future, if you have any new and interesting lotuses, peaches, or whatever, bring them to me first for tasting."

The Old Monk’s evident gluttony made his two disciples blush a bit.

Since the Old Monk had the audacity to make further demands, Qian Yixiu also boldly made a request, "Master, since you are a high monk and even predicted that my brother and I will have a splendid and soaring future, you must also be able to figure out how exactly my father died. Please trouble yourself to calculate the general direction of his remains, so that our family can hire someone to find the specific location and ’invite’ him back home so that his soul can rest in his homeland. If we really can’t find his remains, once my brother has grown up, he can go there to pay respects himself."

She made such a request for two reasons: one was that she truly wanted to "invite" her little father’s remains back home, and the other was to further test the Old Charlatan, to see if he really was as powerful as he seemed.

The Old Monk cheekily said, "Little girl, didn’t you think, reading faces, reading faces, it requires seeing the person’s face. I haven’t even seen your father’s face, how can I know where he lies?"

"Can’t you just count on your fingers?" Qian Yixiu reminded him.

"Sister." Qian Yeejin rarely glared at Qian Yixiu, her wild talk at home was one thing, but it was inappropriate to speak nonsense in front of a high monk. He quickly apologized to the Old Monk, "Master, please forgive her, my sister is young and does not understand, if she has said anything improper, please do not take offense."

The Old Monk waved his hand and laughed, "That girl is not one who doesn’t understand things." Then, he actually did count on his fingers before saying to Qian Yixiu, "Little Benefactor, I am not an Immortal, and I cannot foresee everything. Where your father’s remains have ended up, I am not very certain. However, rest assured, Little Benefactor, your father will eventually return—oh, that’s not right, will have his soul return home. It has been so many years of waiting, it won’t hurt to wait a little longer."

Qian Yixiu wanted to say, "Nonsense," as it seemed like another promise without a deadline.

Yet, Qian Yeejin felt a weight lifted off him and said to his sister, "Sister, what the master means is that we will eventually find out where our father’s remains are. When the time comes, we’ll ’invite’ our father back and rebury him, allowing his soul to return to his homeland."

At noon, the Old Monk treated them to a top-notch vegetarian feast. In the side room of his meditation cell, on a large dark-purple square table, ten dishes were presented. There were not many dishes, but they were definitely exquisite, generous in portion, and much more fragrant than the food they made at home. Qian Yixiu ate with such relish that she almost wanted to swallow her tongue, and Qian Yeejin let himself go and feasted to his heart’s content.

It seemed that the Little Monk certainly knew the scent beyond the pot.

Qian Yixiu asked about Shopkeeper Cui’s situation. Liang Jinzhao said, "I happen to have a relative who was coming to Xizhou Mansion for business, so we waited to travel together and didn’t leave until the tenth day. We arrived at Xizhou five days ago, stayed at my maternal grandparents for two days, and only came to Xishan County yesterday. Shopkeeper Cui would probably visit your house today." He added heartily, "I also specifically instructed Shopkeeper Cui not to haggle with your family over profits, whatever is due to your family, that’s what you should get."

Qian Yixiu thanked him with a smile but thought to herself, just because you don’t fight for profits doesn’t mean your mother won’t. Luckily, our family’s attitude is clear; collaborating with your family is mainly for seeking protection, and we never expected equal treatment.

However, hearing that Shopkeeper Cui might have gone to her house, Qian Yixiu was eager to return home.

Before they left, the Old Monk gave Qian Yixiu and her brother two strings of Sandalwood Buddhist Beads, saying they were blessed by him and wearing them would bring peace of mind. The Buddha Beads were deep in color and rich in fragrance.

Qian Yixiu accepted them with a beaming smile and thanked him. She then discussed with Qian Yeejin that they should not wear the beads but instead, gift them to Grandfather Sangui and their stepmother back home, as they were not in good health and the beads would be beneficial to them.