Chapter 33 of 100

Chapter 33

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Recently, an authoritative institution has conducted a survey showing that men who vote for their father-in-law will become increasingly handsome, and women will become increasingly beautiful!

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When the sky was bright, Tang Sen slowly woke up. It was warm inside the sleeping bag, not only because of him but also because of a huggable bear. The soft fur brushed against his face, making him feel very comfortable. Tang Sen buried his head in the bear's chest and rubbed it from side to side.

"Harassment... Help... Help..." the huggable bear screamed.

"Damn, what are you screaming about so early in the morning? You scared me half to death," Tang Sen said, his drowsiness fading.

"You... You... You actually rubbed your face against my chest," the black bear spirit screamed, "You're insane."

Tang Sen glanced at her chest. What was there? Just a flat piece of cloth, nothing else. Of course, a plush toy couldn't have a nice chest, just a bunch of fur. He couldn't help but comment, "Peanut girl, you don't even have a chest, what are you screaming about? Get up, it's time to wake up."

"Huh? You remember my name is Peanut?" the black bear spirit was taken aback.

"Of course, you told me your name yesterday. If I forgot it today, how stupid would I be? Do I even have brain cells?" Tang Sen walked out of the tent in a bad mood.

"He actually remembers my name," the black bear spirit was so happy that she did a somersault, but she was too fat and landed on her face...

Outside, the sky was bright. They had set up camp by a small river the day before. In the morning, the river was filled with the sounds of birds and the scent of flowers, making it very pleasant. Sun Wukong was sitting cross-legged by the river, seemingly absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

Tang Sen laughed, "You're a monster, don't sit like a Taoist."

Sun Wukong didn't get angry, and laughed, "I may be a monster, but I practice Taoist techniques."

"Really?" Tang Sen was surprised.

"Of course! My master is a genuine Taoist, but I can't tell you what Taoist techniques I practice, as my master forbids me from revealing his name," Sun Wukong's eyes were distant, as if he was missing his master.

"Because you practice Taoist techniques, your power comes from the natural world, so you don't need others to worship you to have power?" Tang Sen asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Sun Wukong nodded, "What? Do you want to learn? Even if you want to, I won't teach you unless my master agrees."

Tang Sen really wanted to learn, but since Sun Wukong said that, he wouldn't pester her. Men have dignity and can't beg for others to teach them their most valuable skills.

He carefully observed Sun Wukong and noticed that her leopard print dress had many tears, revealing white skin. These tears were from the battle with the Nine Star Lord and the dark sword of Ketu. Tang Sen couldn't help but laugh, "Wukong, your dress has so many tears. Take it off, and I'll sew it for you. For now, you can wear the bedsheet clothes."

"No!" Sun Wukong firmly refused, "Don't think you can fool me. I've learned a lot in the cities we passed. In this era, women are considered beautiful when they show more skin... The more they show, the more attractive they are. I need to change my image of being a child, so I must show more skin."

Tang Sen slammed the table, "Who would look at a flat-chested girl showing more skin? The beauty of a girl lies in her innocence, cuteness, and cute clothes like princess dresses and pink, that's the way to go."

"Hmph! I'm not a girl, I'm a sexy beauty," Sun Wukong ignored Tang Sen's comments and said seriously, "Life is short, I must be sexy. From today on, my clothes must have many tears, and I'll show as much skin as possible."

"That's a wrong idea," the White Dragon Horse came over, "A lady should dress conservatively and gracefully to be liked by men."

Sun Wukong looked sad, "That's what tall, beautiful women say. For someone of my height, I must take a different path!"

"Hey, taking a different path doesn't mean cutting many holes in your clothes."

"Ha, I saw women in the city wearing jeans with many holes. Why can't my dress have holes?"

"This..."

There was no point in arguing with this unreasonable woman, so Tang Sen and the White Dragon Horse gave up on her. They packed their bags, and Tang Sen put the huggable bear on his back. The group continued their journey west along the long road.

The further they went, the fewer vehicles they saw. Tang Sen took out his phone and looked at the map, laughing, "Oh, no wonder there are fewer vehicles... We're about to leave the border of the Tang Dynasty. The border is not far ahead."

It had to be said that the bicycle was quite fast. In just a few days, they had already reached the border of the Tang Dynasty, which also indirectly showed that the Tang Dynasty was quite small. From the map, the next country was called "Wusizang," a small and obscure country with little influence. Because it bordered the Tang Dynasty, it was heavily influenced by Tang culture, and its customs were almost identical to those of the Tang Dynasty.

When they reached the border, they saw a checkpoint in the middle of the road, with barbed wire and watchtowers. On one side of the barbed wire were armed Tang Dynasty soldiers, and on the other side were Wusizang soldiers.

Tang Sen exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot to get a passport."

When he left the capital, his mind was full of thoughts about gods and monsters, and he had neglected the passport. Now, seeing the checkpoint, he remembered that a passport was needed to cross the border in this era.

"What's a passport?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Ah, simply put, it's a document that proves I'm from the Tang Dynasty and that I want to travel to other countries," Tang Sen explained.

Sun Wukong laughed, "So it's like a travel permit! You dare to travel without it?"

People 500 years ago knew about this, but he had forgotten. Tang Sen covered his face in embarrassment, "This is a problem. What if we can't cross the border? Do we have to go back to the capital to get a passport?"

"No need for that. We can just fly over," Sun Wukong suggested.

"That won't work... It's not just about crossing the border. Without a passport, we can't stay in hotels, withdraw money from banks, and we'll have trouble if we're questioned by the police on the street."

Sun Wukong pouted, "It's more complicated than 500 years ago."

As they were talking, a large truck suddenly drove up the road. The truck was loaded with goods, mostly wood and mountain delicacies, weighing no less than a dozen tons. The middle-aged truck driver, with a full beard, was humming a tune, his right hand on the steering wheel and his left hand resting on the window, looking very relaxed.

The truck drove up next to Tang Sen's bicycle and suddenly screeched to a stop, the tires squealing on the road. The driver then leaned out and said with a smile, "No passport, right? I guessed that. Here, these are your passports..."

He threw two passports out of the truck, and they landed in Tang Sen's hands.

Tang Sen was surprised and carefully examined the passports. They were indeed his name and photo, with detailed information, and he was from the capital of the Tang Dynasty, with a tourist visa. Sun Wukong's passport was from Huaguo Mountain in Aolai Country, also with a tourist visa... As for the White Dragon Horse, she had turned into a bicycle and didn't need a passport. The black bear spirit, being a huggable bear, also didn't need one.

Tang Sen couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Why did a truck driver suddenly appear to give us passports?"

Sun Wukong snorted, "Do you need to ask? This truck driver is Guanyin in disguise."

Tang Sen finally understood and waved to the bearded driver, "Sister Guanyin, why are you disguised like this?"

Sister Guanyin kept her bearded appearance but spoke in the familiar female voice, solemnly and grandly, "I have countless manifestations to save all beings, including Buddha, Pratyekabuddha, Arhat, Brahma, Indra, Mahesvara, Heavenly General, Vaisravana, King, Elder, Householder, Official, Brahmin, Bhikshu, Bhikshuni, Upasaka, Upasika, Elder Woman, Householder Woman, Official Woman, Brahmin Woman, Boy, Girl, Deva, Naga, Yaksha, Gandharva, Asura, Garuda, Kinnara, Mahoraga, Human, Non-human, Vajrapani... Why can't I be a truck driver?"

Tang Sen's eyes twitched, and he said irritably, "Don't talk so mystically in front of me. Can't you just speak normally?"

Sister Guanyin shrugged, "Alright, I'll speak normally. I'm a bearded truck driver running international freight, and I'm just delivering your passports. That's it, see you later..." She stepped on the gas and drove towards the border checkpoint. At the checkpoint, she threw out a passport, and the checkpoint opened, allowing the truck to roar out of the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Sen wiped his sweat, "This is crazy. Is she working to earn money? Can she really give me the ten billion yuan she promised?"

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Recently, an authoritative institution has conducted a survey showing that men who vote for their father-in-law will become increasingly handsome, and women will become increasingly beautiful.

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