Chapter 733: The Daughter Country Dislikes Men

Tang Luo left cleanly and decisively.

Let these newcomers realize that they cannot rely too much on their thighs; their thighs are merely a guarantee for their lives.

After realizing this, everyone... well, still the same as before, shouting loudly hoping to summon a jailer.

No way, this wooden railing is really too thick, almost as thick as their thighs, truly impossible to handle.

Bao Tian, on the other hand, was full of initiative, struggling to move the lock head within reach, using a toilet lid to smash it.

The effect? Smashing the edge of the toilet lid broke it, with no achievement.

Fortunately, everyone's shouting had an effect; while shouting, they discussed, and after a while.

A burst of footsteps came.

Someone appeared outside the prison cell...

Time passed another ten or so minutes.

Three men, Dong Feipeng, Bao Tian, and Lin Zixuan, stood in the prison cell staring at each other.

Dong Feipeng's left cheek was still swollen.

Just now, he was slapped by a burly jailer whose arms were almost as thick as the prison cell railing, sending him flying.

This Daughter Country is completely unlike what I imagined.

What did I imagine the Daughter Country to be like?

Even if modeled after Journey to the West, everywhere would be beautiful girls; upon seeing men appear, they would show curious, shy yet bold glances, whispering things like "Really a man, hehehehe."

And there would be a stunningly beautiful queen.

The queen would convey feelings through her eyebrows and eyes, right?

Shouldn't it be like that?

Didn't Tang Sanzang and his disciples encounter such a scene back then?

How come it's different when it's our turn?

These men naturally overlooked the description of Tang Sanzang's appearance in Journey to the West as having a graceful and heroic bearing, dignified countenance.

They also overlooked others' status as imperial sons-in-law.

Could this treatment be the same?

"Well, I seem to have seen online that when men enter the Daughter Country, left foot in cuts off left foot, right foot in cuts off right foot, both feet together cuts off both feet—no, I mean beheaded!"

Lin Zixuan felt uneasy; that woman just now was absolutely the fiercest real woman he had ever seen in his life, too terrifying.

"We came, isn't this not the vicious version of the Daughter Country?"

Bao Tian said strangely: "Are you talking about the Moving Flower Palace?"

"No, no, let me think—wasn't there in the original something about men's heads hung outside doors, skins made into what kind of pouch instrument or something?" Lin Zixuan raked his memory for anything related to the Daughter Country.

"Isn't it Esoteric Buddhism?" Bao Tian said.

Dong Feipeng's face is swollen now, temporarily not wanting to speak.

"..."

The two discussed for a while, setting aside those irrelevant things.

Based on the current situation, the following conclusions can be drawn:

First, the Daughter Country holds an exclusionary attitude toward men; that jailer was surprised to suddenly see several strangely dressed strangers in the cell, yet his attitude toward the three men was extremely disgusted.

Shy my ass!

Toward Zhao Qiumei and Du Shuqin, it was as warm as spring.

Without a word, they just "released" the two.

Dong Feipeng thought about male supremacy, expressed dissatisfaction, and instantly felt as if slapped by a feminist slap, unable to speak clearly.

Second conclusion: the Daughter Country is very dangerous.

Whether it's that slap, the jailer's fierce attitude, or the "escape" in the mission, all prove this.

"The first mission should have been fighting zombies, right?" Bao Tian finally sighed.

Escaping the Daughter Country, compared to fighting zombies, which is more dangerous?

Meanwhile, Tang Luo had long left the prison cell and arrived at the outside street.

The street was bustling, full of women, from seven or eight-year-old girls to white-haired old ladies, all age groups present.

Very lively.

Of course, the main focus was still young women.

Among them were many bare-chested, unrestrained types wearing only breastbands, and women who looked more masculine.

"Somewhat similar."

Tang Luo stood at the corner of the street, maintaining his invisibility state, and muttered a sentence.

Recalling his past visit to the Daughter Country, it was also a group of women.

Back then, the scene could be described as unable to move an inch; fortunately, Sun Wukong led the way.

Otherwise, Tang Luo estimated he would have to learn Zhao Zilong's spear technique, killing his way in and out seven times.

"Sigh..."

Tang Luo sighed deeply, not wanting to recall anymore.

Recalling too fiercely, even he, the Fighting Victory Buddha, could barely withstand it.

Moved by the scene, Tang Luo, who originally planned to look around more, suddenly lost interest and simply turned back to the original large prison cell.

Upon entering the prison area, he saw Zhao Qiumei and Du Shuqin talking with officials of the Daughter Country's government office.

After listening for a moment, the story the two girls made up was not bad.

Similar in appearance, they said they had lived since childhood in a place called Peach Blossom Village, rarely contacting outsiders.

After falling asleep, I suddenly appeared in the prison cell.

Unaware of what had happened, the other three men were from her village, all good people.

Now I just want to return to Peach Blossom Village and continue living a peaceful life.

What she said was sincere and heartfelt.

But while listening to her talk about the officials, I was somewhat absent-minded, occasionally agreeing, rather perfunctorily.

After they finished speaking, those people took Zhao Qiu Lu and the two others away.

Zhao Qiu Lu and the others couldn't resist, so they obediently followed.

Tang Luo didn't follow up, and returned to the prison cell again.

"Without the Gray Mist Realm, we can't communicate anytime now." Tang Luo recalled the Gray Mist Realm.

If I had known earlier, I would have taken the Gray Mist Realm from Ao Yu Lie's side.

The Gray Mist Realm can be understood as a chat group.

Whoever holds it is the group admin, and also the only one who can invite people.

As a member of the group, Tang Luo cannot invite others, even if permissions were granted—now he still can't.

Because the main body of the Gray Mist Realm is not present, it's like being in a network-disconnected state.

"Du Shu Qin and the two have already made contact with the officials of the Daughter's Kingdom." Tang Luo's voice suddenly appeared, startling the three people in the prison cell.

The manifested Tang Luo casually gestured, a faint light flashing past.

Dong Fei Peng's facial pain eased somewhat, but the swelling did not subside.

The activation of the divine light is for saving lives, so naturally it wouldn't be triggered by such a minor injury.

"I didn't fully heal your wounds to avoid complications." Tang Luo said.

"Thank you, Master." Dong Fei Peng's voice was still somewhat muffled.

"Master, what's the situation outside?" the other two asked.

Tang Luo briefly described what he had seen.

"Will these women let us go?" Dong Fei Peng himself thought the possibility was slim.

Tang Luo shook his head: "Most likely not. The story you made up seems not to have fooled them."

"Is that so."

The three frowned deeply.

Before, reading novels gave me no feeling, but now that I've truly experienced it, I feel the task is too difficult.

If the first step is this hard, how will we manage later?

No wonder they sent a senior to escort and protect us.

"Why not just consume one use of the Master's intervention, escape first, and talk later?" Lin Zi Xuan suddenly said.

It's better than sitting in prison waiting to die.

"That's not impossible." The other two exchanged glances and said.

"It's up to you to decide. I, the humble monk, won't interfere unless at a critical moment." Tang Luo said, and also pointed out to them where they could obtain a map.

It's also within this government office.

To escape the Daughter's Kingdom, a map is definitely essential.

Even if you don't understand it at first, careful study will do.

Whether it's complete or not is a matter for later.

Tang Luo himself just glanced at it casually, without studying, as this isn't his task.

His role is merely the final safeguard, plus some task guidance.

Positioning must be clear.

The three discussed and felt they could let the "Xuanzang Master's Cheat" consume one use of its intervention to gain some initiative.

But before they could say anything, footsteps approached.

Several jailers and officials escorted a woman in official robes walking over.

"Take them away."

Before Dong Fei Peng and the others could say anything, the female official similar to a county magistrate ordered several jailers to step forward, pressing Dong Fei Peng and the three others away.

The three wisely offered no resistance.

These jailers, all armed with knives!

However, soon, the three had no choice but to resist.

The jailers pressed the three into a room clearly an interrogation chamber.

Inside were a wooden cross, ropes, and various torture instruments.

If they were bound to it, would there still be life?

"Master, act!"

Lin Zi Xuan roared first, violently shaking off the jailer pressing him.

Although those two jailers were both strong and sturdy women, a young man bursting forth with force, unprepared, they could no longer hold him down.

Not only did Lin Zi Xuan break free, but he also seized the sword from the jailer's grasp in the motion.

On the other side, Bao Tian and Dong Fei Peng reacted a bit slower.

But they too managed to break free and stood together with Lin Zi Xuan.

Dong Fei Peng's mind was quick; he reached out and grabbed the branding iron torture device nearby, its triangular tip still glowing red.

Tang Luo did not act directly; he drew an iron armor talisman in the void and threw it onto Lin Zi Xuan.

The sword-wielding Lin Zi Xuan felt an invisible armor envelop his body.

It seems that using such a degree of auxiliary skill does not count as an action. The number of actions is still six, Tang Luo thought to himself.

Then he drew another flying talisman and another healing talisman, throwing them to Bao Tian and Dong Feipeng respectively.

You have all been strengthened, hurry up!

"Kill them."

Seeing the three stinking men still dare to resist, the county magistrate's female official decisively gave the order.

Six jailers and constables immediately pounced forward.

A clatter of tinkling sounds.

Lin Zixuan, eyes closed, swung his blade wildly; while he himself was hit, he also achieved some results.

The other two, not being the first to bear the brunt, performed somewhat better.

The space in Xing Shi's room is not large; after a moment of chaos.

The three successfully escaped.

The female official and the jailers and constables were wounded by Lin Zixuan's blade, unable to pursue in time.

After escaping the prison, the three seized the time, found the map hanging on the wall, then found Zhao Qiu Lu and the two others, and fled swiftly.

Barely escaping before others reacted.

Worth mentioning is that Zhao Qiu Lu and the others had already changed into a set of "local clothing."

The five were fortunate; leaving this still fairly prosperous county town, they entered the wilderness, winding about, shaking off the pursuers who had never managed to grasp their trail.

This can be considered the completion of the first step in escaping the Daughter's Kingdom.

Several people sat in a hidden place, their hearts still pounding thump-thump, although they had already rested for over ten minutes.

From the sudden outbreak to now, it is the most stimulating experience in their otherwise unremarkable lives, without exception.

Fortunately, they suffered no serious injuries, only some abrasions and bruises from impacts.

Lin Zixuan still gripped in his hand the sword snatched from the constable.

The bloodstains on the blade had congealed, reminding them of the reality of everything.

"For now, there are no pursuers, but you have caused such a commotion; subsequent actions will be more difficult."

Tang Luo appeared timely, reminding them with a sentence.

"Master, how many times have we used our action counts?" Bao Tian looked toward the elusive Tang Luo and asked.

"Not yet." Tang Luo said, "The buff I just gave you is my skill; I forgot to tell you, I am a support."

"But don't expect me to continuously buff you with various states."

"Every twenty-four hours, there are only a few times at most."

Before the few could rejoice, Tang Luo poured a basin of cold water over them.

Tang Luo has not fully mastered the Blood Talisman series of skills.

It is probably precisely this frequency that just meets the requirement.

If the frequency were a bit higher, say, Tang Luo's boundless Buddha Dharma, multiple buffs, then it would likely have to count as actions.