I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 20: Gongzi Town

The topography of the Southern Wilderness is completely different from that of the Daqin, which is mainly plains.

Moreover, the land is vast and the population is sparse. Not to mention a super-large capital like Xianyang City, even the lowest-level border towns like the Qin Dynasty are extremely rare.
Even a well-read person like Jin Chan fell into a very embarrassing dilemma after leaving Taohuayuan.

"Which way is north?"

In front of a thousand-foot cliff, Jin Chan roared towards the sky to vent his resentment.

Seven days.

After leaving the little girl, I had been walking for seven days.

During these seven days, I either encountered forests that blocked out the sun, or mountains that stretched as far as the eye could see, or this cliff with a surging river in front of me.

When he first set out, Jin Chan was full of confidence.

I feel that as long as I keep heading north, I will eventually reach the border between the Southern Wilderness and the Central Plains.

But at this moment, I'm not even sure if I'm going in the right direction.

Turn around and turn your head.

Jin Chan had no choice but to return the same way he came.

After walking for another day and night, they came to a fork in the road and Jin Chan took out a flat stone the size of a copper coin.

"Heaven and earth, please give me a way to live!"

Throw the stone high up in the air and let it fall freely to the ground.

"Front, go left!"

Since I have no direction now, I might as well take a gamble and see what God will say.

Picking up the bag made of animal skin, Jin Chan walked in the direction indicated by the stone.

We walked for another half a day in the heavy rain and thunder.

at last.

Jin Chan saw a vague outline of a town in the distance.

"Ha, ha, finally there's a living person!"

Jin Chan rubbed his eyes, and carefully confirmed again that he was not mistaken, then he stretched out his long legs and strode forward.

Although it is just an ordinary town in Daqin, it has become as rare as an oasis in the desert in the Southern Wilderness.

"Prince Town"!
At the entrance to the town, a two-meter-high stone tablet stands on the roadside. Judging from the cracks on it, it is at least a hundred years old.

The streets in the town are shabby but wide, with houses of various styles on both sides.

The streets are bustling with traffic and people of all kinds. Such a bustling city is somewhat out of place with the barrenness of the southern wilderness.

There are also various shops on the side, from fresh fruits and vegetables, fragrant snacks, exquisite handicrafts, to butcher shops, pubs, and gambling houses.
However, what Jin Chan found most strange was that the people here never seemed to use gold, silver or copper coins when doing business.

There is a half-foot-tall white jade Guanyin statue in front of every shop.

The seller only needs to cut his wrist and let the blood drip on the white jade Guanyin, and then he can choose what he wants.

The price of each item seems to be related to the amount of blood dripped.

For example, a cabbage only requires one or two drops of blood.

But half a rack of spareribs will take up half a tea bowl's worth of food.

"What a strange place! No wonder people in the palace always say that the Southern Wilderness is so strange that it's not even worth attacking!"

Jin Chan shook his head. He didn't want to stay here for too long.

As long as we find out how to get to the Central Plains, we will leave immediately.

Jin Chan picked a tavern with a lot of people and walked in.

Just sat down.

A guy dressed strangely, who looked like a waiter, came over.

"Sir! We have good wine and good meat. What would you like to order?"

"I want to ask you something!"

Jin Chan didn't want to bleed like everyone else.

"Look there, sir!"

The waiter seemed to be used to freeloaders like Jin Chan, and pointed at the sign hanging on the wall.

[Everything is paid, no bargaining] It seems that the owner of this store is definitely a guy who will pluck the feathers of the passing geese and leave the skins of the animals when they leave.

Jin Chan sighed, thinking that he would not be able to survive today unless he bleeds a little.

"Bring a jar of wine and two or three side dishes!"

"Okay sir, please pay the bill in thirty-six hours!"

The waiter took out a white jade Guanyin statue and a small knife and slammed them on the table.

"Thirty-six hours? What does that mean?" Jin Chan asked puzzledly.

"Sir, you are from the mountains, right? You don't even know the current rules of Purdue County. Gold, silver and jade are worthless here. Only life span is the only currency in circulation."

"Everything is exchanged for life. One drop of blood is equivalent to one stick of life. This table of food on your table will probably take thirty-six hours of life. I think it will be enough to fill this bowl."

In fact, the waiter had realized from the very beginning that Jin Chan had no idea about the rules of Purdue County and was a complete fool.

Therefore, just three hours' worth of wine and meat made him earn twelve times more.

"Trading your life for something?"

This was the first time Jin Chan had heard of this strange method.

But there was no other way at this time, I could only bleed a little.

After Jin Chan gently cut his wrist, as the blood dripped onto the white jade Guanyin, a crack appeared from the top of Guanyin's head and then spread downwards.

With just a few clicks, the Guanyin statue that was intact a second ago suddenly broke into pieces.

"Hey, why are there so many?"

The waiter stammered and froze in place.

"Is it enough?"

Jin Chan didn't understand what was going on, but the waiter's expression told him that something seemed a little wrong.

With the idea that less trouble is worse than more, just when Jin Chan was about to slip away.

The waiter suddenly said, "That's enough. That's enough. You paid for thirty years of your life in one go. That's more than enough to empty our store."

The waiter quickly cleaned up the broken pieces of white jade Guanyin on the table and ran to the kitchen.

He muttered quietly, "I'm so lucky to have met a guy with such strong blood. One strand of his blood is worth thirty years of someone else's life. But this guy seems to be a bumpkin. I'll let the boss lady cheat him out of some money and try to squeeze him dry!"

Although the voice was very soft, Jin Chan, who had extraordinary hearing, still heard it clearly.

"Fortunately, it seems that no one has been discovered."

The golden cicada doesn't care how much life it loses, since it won't die anyway.

soon.

The waiter then filled the table with delicious wine and food.

Even the attitude has become much more flattering.

"Sir, how does this taste?"

"It's OK. The wine is good, but the food is just average."

It has to be said that although Nanhuang is backward, its wine-making technology is far superior to that of Daqin.

This made Jin Chan, who loved wine, drink half of the jar in one gulp.

"If you want a smaller one, ask the kitchen to redo it for you!"

The waiter rubbed his hands together, nodded and bowed, his attitude was extremely humble, even more so than that of the eunuchs in the palace.

"That's not necessary. I want to ask you how to get to the Central Plains? How long will it take to get there?"

Jin Chan put down the jar of wine in his hand and asked.

"Zhongyuan?"

"Is the Southern Wasteland not good? Why do you want to go to the Central Plains?"

The waiter suddenly frowned and asked suspiciously.

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　Dear readers, please don't say it is poisonous from a God's perspective. First of all, the waiter was talking about the amount of blood, but the protagonist was thinking that he had a lot of blood, it was just a little bleeding, and would be discovered soon.

　　As for the later cracking of the white jade Guanyin, this was unexpected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)