A crowd of black people looked at Song Wenbin in awe at the leader's shocked voice. Some even backed away slowly, trying to hide in the shadow of the car to cover their faces.
The Chinese people on Song Wenbin's side also looked like they had seen a ghost. They looked at Song Wenbin inexplicably. They had no idea how Song Wenbin knew that the black robber had a child, and that child's grades were not very good.
In the silence, Song Wenbin calmly lit another cigarette, relieved his numb palms, and said: "This is physiognomy. You can know the past, present, and even the future just by looking at the face."
The photographer wiped the sweat from his face and stammered to translate Song Wenbin's words.
The black leader also realized that he had lost his temper. He pushed away the people around him, straightened his clothes, coughed twice and came to Song Wenbin's side, asking: "Then...what happens next?"
Song Wenbin asked: "After what?"
"Didn't you say you can tell the past and future just by looking at your face?"
"yes."
"What will happen in the future?" the black man asked.
Song Wenbin stared at his face and said dryly: "I don't know."
The black man was stunned for a moment, and a trace of displeasure immediately appeared on his face.
"Hey, Chinese, are you kidding me!? Tell me! Did you use some magic to find out about my child's poor grades!!" He shouted sternly.
The film crew and Sutina nearby all had their hearts in their throats, and they didn't dare to express their anger.
Song Wenbin made a trinity with his fingers on the top of his head and shoulders, and said without blinking an eyelid: "I am the most faithful believer in God. Now I have a trace of evil thoughts, and I will be struck to death by lightning immediately."
Translation reaches black ears.
He turned to look at the statue of Jesus, and then listened to the quiet drizzle outside. After a long silence, Shou finally softened his expression and said with some displeasure: "You are right, I do have a child who is studying now, and... his grades are very bad, very bad, very bad..."
Song Wenbin remained motionless.
"That matter has indeed given me a headache for a long time. Since you can see it, it means that the ancient East does have some mysterious powers." After saying that, he hesitated and asked again: "In that case, then tell me Look, can there be a concrete solution to the issue of grades, just like the issue of your sister?"
Song Wenbin looked at the people around him and said nothing.
The black leader understood immediately and stretched out his hand to drive him away. The younger brother beside him understood and quickly took a few steps back, away from the leader.
Song Wenbin then said: "It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I only needed to give you one hundred thousand to leave safely, but now you want me to reveal the secret. I'm afraid that I will be punished by God if I say it, so it's better not to say it. .”
The black man was frightened and said seriously: "It's okay, just say it. God will definitely not punish you, because I am also God's most loyal believer. My family donates a lot of money to the church every year! God and I have a very good relationship. !”
As he spoke, he personally took a chair from the side and placed it by the campfire, letting Song Wenbin sit down. Then he waved to his brother, who brought a cigar and lit it for Song Wenbin.
Others on the side were almost speechless. Sutina only felt that the magic of reality was beyond the scope of her understanding. She looked at the man blankly.
Those photographers also felt that the scene before them was almost unheard of. The kidnappers who had been tense and vicious just now were now treating Song Wenbin politely and even treated him as a guest.
The director was so shocked that he even subconsciously moved the camera. He felt that he had never seen such an incredible scene in his whole life. He wanted to take a picture of this scene, but after taking two steps, he realized that this was a kidnapping scene, but he didn't dare. Moved.
Song Wenbin sat on a chair, puffed on his cigar, blew out a smoke ring, and looked at the black man calmly: "Sir, what do you call me?"
"My name is Bablu Tulian. You can just call me Babru." The black man said.
"My surname is Song, and I am a disciple of a wizard in China."
Song Wenbin said.
The two shook hands happily.
Song Wenbin sat up straight, pointed at Su Tina and said, "Come here."
Sutina obediently walked to Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin took Sutina's hand and clapped it. He smoked a cigar and said, "Before I saw you, I didn't know what kind of person my sister was looking for when she came to Africa. To be honest, I have met countless people along the way. However, those people are all crooked. They are either not brave enough, too poor, not strong enough, or not smart enough. They have not found what I want at all. The man you want.”
Babu showed a hint of joy, but he suppressed it and just looked at Song Wenbin seriously.
"But after seeing you, I understood that you are the person I am looking for and the person my sister is looking for." Song Wenbin said decisively.
Sutina grabbed Song Wenbin's hand tightly and began to sweat again on her forehead. Song Wenbin finally changed the topic, but why did it come back to him again! ?
What on earth is this guy thinking? !
But at this moment, she had no other choice but to trust Song Wenbin and stand motionless.
Babu glanced at Sutina, swallowed, was extremely hesitant, and pondered again and again, and said: "I also know that your sister is very beautiful, and I am willing to have a wonderful experience with her, but..." The black man struggled He said: "Okay, Mr. Song, I admit that you are very accurate in judging people. I have all those qualities, but why...why do you want to find a man with such qualities?"
"Because such a man will be favored by God. Only the glory of God can defeat the unknown situation in my sister!"
Song Wenbin looked at Babu and said enthusiastically: "Isn't this a very simple truth? Only a man like you can neutralize the evil in this woman, just like water and fire, like cold and heat. Like black and white, like long and short, look, you are black and she is white, it’s a perfect match!”
"No!"
After hearing this, Babu jumped up and shouted angrily: "No! You can't even try to take advantage of me. If I spend God's grace on me on this woman, won't my grace be gone!?"
At this moment, Sutina cried.
She no longer knew why she was crying.
It may be a desperate situation, or it may be too outrageous. In short, there was nothing else but tears to vent the emotions and pressure that was about to explode in her heart.
Seeing Sutina crying, Babu had other ideas. He felt that Sutina was crying in despair because she refused to be happy, so he waved his hands repeatedly, as if he saw something dirty, and said in disgust: "Keep this damn unknown thing away from me. point!"
Song Wenbin was silent for a moment, "I still believe that person is you. You and I should help each other so that we can winwin."
"winwin?"
"Yeah. If you won't sleep with my sister, it's hard for me to tell you how to solve your child's performance problem."
The black man glanced at Sutina, and Song Wenbin also looked at the crying Sutina and smiled, even winking secretly at her. Sutina was going crazy. She grabbed Song Wenbin's hand, and her nails almost penetrated Song Wenbin's flesh. If she had a knife, she would even want to kill Song Wenbin. Obviously this matter is over, why does he keep bringing it up! !
"No. She can't."
Babu shook his head and refused: "Song, I think what you said makes sense, but she really can't do it. You'd better let her old man go. I can exempt you from the ransom and let you and your sister go." Leave, but you have to tell me how to solve the grade problem."
Song Wenbin sighed helplessly and reluctantly let go of his hand. As if Sutina had been pardoned, she covered her face and left in tears.
"If I'm not mistaken, your child is currently attending an excellent foreign school, right?" Song Wenbin said.
"Yes."
Babu nodded repeatedly, feeling more and more incredible.
"Your child's poor performance must have nothing to do with him. He is your son. Since you are brave, strong, smart and noble, then your child is also brave, strong, smart and noble. Do you think I am right?"
"That's right!" Babu slapped his thigh.
"Then don't you find it strange? The school is excellent and your child is also excellent, but why are his grades poor?" Song Wenbin lowered his voice and said mysteriously.
After hearing this, Babu was immediately startled. He took Song Wenbin's hand and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, did you see something?"
"Shadow." Song Wenbin lowered his voice to the limit.
The photographer who was translating had to kneel down to translate for the two of them.
Babu held his breath and said, "Shadow?"
"There is an old proverb in China, those who want to be in politics will be followed by shadows. That is to say, if your child wants to be in politics, there will be shadows accompanying him. Even your family will be affected by politics. There is a shadow hanging over it, which is inevitable. If this shadow cannot be removed, at least your child's performance will get worse, but this is just the beginning. If it is serious in the future, even your family's industry will be destroyed. .." he whispered.
When the photographer translated this sentence, the expression on Babu's face was like that of a plastic embankment washed away by a mudslide. He was in pieces, and he almost knelt on the ground and shouted for help, sir. Fortunately, he still had a trace of rationality left. He just held Song Wenbin's hand tightly and said with emotion: "It's so amazing, so amazing. Chinese physiognomy is so amazing. I simply don't know how to do it." Describe. So...then...what on earth should I do?"
Babu looked at Song Wenbin, his longing eyes even filled with awe.
However, Song Wenbin slowly sat up straight and said with an inscrutable expression: "Shadows need flames to solve."
"What? Fire is needed to solve it, why?"
"Fire can purify all filthy things. It is the most sacred thing in the world. It is the light given by God to the world. Babu, in order to make the shadow hanging over your family disappear, you need fire."
"Fire. I understand, but there are flames everywhere."
Babu pointed blankly at the bonfire in front of him and said.
"No, no, of course it's not a simple flame."
Song Wenbin waved his hand in front of the black man and said as if he wanted to show off his ambitions: "You need an open space, an abandoned house, and a lot of hay."
"Vacant lots, abandoned houses, lots and lots of hay..."
Babu listened to Song Wenbin's every word very carefully.
"Of course, in addition to these, you will also need some wooden puppets. Some mud from the toes of elephants, some scales from pythons, the butts of five skunks, the menstrual blood of ten female porcupines, and the feces of fifty donkeys .....”
Song Wenbin opened his mouth and came without any scruples. The more he spoke, the more excited he became. The photographer who was responsible for the translation had a big head.
The people on the side of the film crew couldn't listen anymore. They all lowered their heads and looked like eggplants beaten by frost. The director covered his head, bit his jaw and remained silent.
But the Heizi brother in front of Song Wenbin listened carefully and even called an assistant to listen with him.
Song Wenbin said seriously: "These are the filthiest things in the world. These filthy things represent the evil in the world. You need to collect these things and put them in the abandoned house. Then you have to Sleep on it all night, and then an hour before the sun appears the next day, you need to light the house on fire so that you can burn all the shadows."
"Burn it!"
Babu suddenly realized.
"That's right! Not only must it be burned, but the most respected local shaman must be invited to come over and dance and pray for the burning house. Send the misfortune safely to hell. Be careful, it must be before dawn when the sky is darkest. time." Song Wenbin was extremely serious.
