The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Chapter 258
"No, I'm exhausted, Charlotte, let's find a place to rest."

Charlotte was not tired from morning to night, but Nana was exhausted.

"Ok."

Considering Nana's delicate and frail body, Charlotte nodded. There was a small city-state right in front of her, where she could find a hotel to rest.

The city-state's name was a mouthful. Charlotte glanced at it, but didn't take it to heart, and took Nana straight to the nearest hotel.

The hotel operates a wide range of businesses. The lobby on the first floor can be used for eating, drinking and having fun, and the second and third floors are lounges.

The two walked for a day, and their stomachs were already empty. After ordering a table of good dishes, they started to eat and drink.

After eating enough, Charlotte took out a creased map from her pocket and spread it out on the table.

"This is where we are now, Charybdis Isadia, what an annoying name."

Charlotte complained while looking down at the map.

Their current position is exactly in the center of the map of Sunset Sea, and it is also exactly at the midpoint of the line connecting Sunset Temple and Haidu.

"The divination prophecy says that the answer to that thing is in the east..."

Charlotte pointed her finger on the map, and then quickly moved eastward.

Jinting City, Thousand Caves City, the Great Wall, Chang'an, Dahe Basin, and finally reached the easternmost point of the map, Fusang.

"Small cities like Jinting Thousand Grottoes are very difficult to protect themselves. It is impossible for very powerful people to appear. As for Fusang... the first one to skip, Fusang people are notoriously vicious."

"Counting and counting, the most likely is Chang'an."

Although Charlotte has never been to Chang'an, the prestige of Chang'an has spread throughout the Continent of Kings. Children of all ages in the western world know this amazing city.

"I said great monk, you are not here to eat free food, are you?"

Just as she was thinking, a dissonant voice came into her ears.

Charlotte and Nana looked over at the same time, and saw the middle-aged hotel proprietress at the next table, with her hips akimbo, rolling her eyes at the monk who was eating.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please calm down. The poor monk really doesn't want to renege on his debt."

"It's not bad debts, then you'll take the money out."

"Money... gone..."

Jin Chan felt aggrieved.

When he and Jiang Ming parted at the beginning, Jiang Ming specially gave him a lot of gold and silver as money on the way.

And Jiang Ming specifically told him: "When you are away from home, a penny can be difficult for a hero, so keep the money well."

Jin Chan disagrees.

He is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and he has long been detached from worldly desires. Money and the like are dung in his eyes.

If you have money, you will not squander it, and if you have no money, you will not starve to death.

As soon as the wooden fish is knocked and the Buddha's name is recited, based on my attainment of the title of an eminent monk, I can make a fortune to fill my stomach. Isn't that just reaching out?
In this way, based on the belief that money is a bastard, Jin Chan sprinkled coins all the way, and generously gave alms to the poor.

As a result, soon there was only a little silver left on him.

Seeing that the money was about to be distributed, Jin Chan started to do his old job - the benefactor, let's eat!

The holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty finally realized the dangers of the world after experiencing repeated failures in alms.

Damn it, the Western world doesn't even know him, the golden cicada monk.

Every time he carefully knocked on the door of someone else's house and said his name, the door would be slammed shut immediately, and then a sentence came: "Damn, liar!"

After a few hungry meals, Jin Chan finally believed in Jiang Ming's golden words: When you are away from home, a penny can't beat a hero.

Fortunately, she still had a little money on her body, so Jin Chan ordered a few vegetarian dishes to wrap her stomach in this small hotel.

As a result, the friendly neighbors in the western world once again taught a lesson to the great monk who has never seen the world:
The only piece of silver he had left was actually stolen! ! !

What a crime, it's too much to bully the monk!

"Female benefactor, please trust the poor monk. The poor monk really stole the money, and it was definitely not intentional."

Facing the aggressive tone of the hotel proprietress, Jin Chan wanted to cry.

I am a dignified holy monk, when did I suffer this grievance.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. You look like a human being, and you are a monk from the East. How shameful you are for doing such a shameless thing!"

"If you can't come up with money today, don't even try to walk out of this door!"

The proprietress chopped the vegetable cutting knife on the table and stared at Jin Chan viciously.

Jin Chan wants to cry but has no tears.

Even if I dug out all the underpants, I couldn't find a single piece of silver.

The movement here attracted the attention of many diners, and everyone lifted up their benches to look over at the same time, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

"East?"

Charlotte and Nana keenly caught the word, looked at each other, and saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

"Could it be that this monk is the answer in the prophecy?"

"Boss, wait a minute!"

Charlotte shouted, stood up, looked at Jin Chan, and said, "Monk, are you from the city in the east?"

Even in such an embarrassing situation, Jin Chan did not forget to put his palms together, and said politely: "Returning to the benefactor, the poor monk is from Chang'an, the Great Tang Dynasty in the East."

"Chang'an!"

Charlotte's heart skipped a beat immediately, and her eyes lit up.

The proprietress looked at the two of them, and said with some displeasure: "Girl, if you have nothing to do, stay away, and save this stinky monk from running away in the chaos."

Charlotte gave her a cold look, then threw out a grain of gold: "His meal money is mine, and we will settle it together, so there is no need to look for it."

This grain of gold is sufficient, and it can pay a lot more for the meals of the three of them.

The proprietress took the gold, bit it with her teeth, and was sure it was real, with a smile as bright as a flower on her face: "Okay, let's talk slowly, I won't bother you."

The people around were shocked by Charlotte's generous shot, thinking where did this fool come from, to be so rich?
A piece of gold is nothing but a drop in the bucket for Charlotte, the princess of the big family, and she doesn't feel bad at all even if she loses it.

Jin Chan looked at the enthusiastic woman who helped her out, and hurriedly bowed to express her gratitude: "Amitabha, the benefactor is really a bodhisattva, and I thank you here."

"Master, you are welcome, I have a few questions to ask the master."

"Sir, please speak."

"Master, you...are you a warrior?"

Charlotte doesn't think that that thing can be solved by monks chanting scriptures, and it still needs force to defeat it.

Jin Chan froze for a moment.

Did anyone ask a monk such a question?

But for the sake of the other party's payment, he still said politely: "To be honest, the poor monk knows a little bit of magic."

"Really, that's great."

Charlotte's eyes lit up, and then asked: "Then, what is your rank, Master?"

"Duan Duan? What is Duan Duan?" Jin Chan was confused.

Charlotte also looked confused: "You don't even know your rank, what kind of bullshit spells did you practice?"

"It's a spell to save people, cure diseases, and get rid of evil spirits. By the way, the poor monk is also good at binding spells, which can restrict the enemy's actions."

Jin Chan spoke with confidence.

Charlotte covered her face and shook her head: "It turns out that the great monk is an assistant, so it's even more impossible to be him."

(End of this chapter)