Sutina contacted the seller according to the phone number on the small card. The seller said that he did have beef and mutton for sale, but he had to go to a place to buy it.
After making the call, Huo Yu looked for the address given by the seller on the map, which was a village called Yamuzha outside Semarang.
After getting the address, Song Wenbin and others drove the purchased vegetarian food and fruits back to the ship, and then drove to the villages and towns to buy meat.
The village and town are located in the mountainous suburbs outside Semarang City, about 20 to 30 kilometers away. When the three of them drove along the foothills and climbed up to the mountainous suburbs, the rain had stopped. Under the dark sky, smoke slowly rose from the whirling tropical palm trees.
Song Wenbin held the steering wheel and looked along both sides of the road. He could see many temples built here, some of which were Buddhist, Hindu, and Buddhist, which were quite exotic.
Looking at these temples, Song Wenbin thought that it was really dark under the lamp. While observing the precepts during Ramadan, a black market selling meat was opened near the temples.
Not long after driving, Song Wenbin soon discovered a small town among the temples surrounded by mountains. The town was quite lively with people coming and going. There were many foreigners with tall noses and deep eyes coming and going inside. There were also many butchers hanging mutton and beef for sale at the market. There were even some fishmongers selling various kinds of meat fished out of the sea in large plastic basins. Plant fish. Although it was almost dusk, there were not a few people at all.
This is so true...
Song Wenbin thought to himself that he was in a good mood after finding the market. He quickly called the people from the program team to come down and buy things. After shopping, he quickly returned to the boat.
After getting off the bus, the Song Wenbin trio carried big bags and bought a lot of beef and mutton at the meat stall, as well as more than ten kilograms of frozen chicken legs. While shopping, Su Tina suddenly pushed Song Wenbin hard several times.
Song Wenbin didn't know why and asked, "What are you doing?"
Sutina pointed to a shop not far from the market. It was a shop selling various statues and paper flowers. The colorful shop stood out among a bunch of restaurants and butcher shops. Of course, what is more eye-catching is the statue standing at the door of the shop. The statue is wearing Ming Dynasty official uniform, wearing a long sword, with bright eyes, and looks very majestic.
Even if no one told Song Wenbin, he could still tell the identity of the statue, almost subconsciously. He put down his work and walked towards the shop.
The three of them came to the shop and stared at the statue for a while.
Huo Yu was surprised and said: "Is this a statue of Zheng He?"
"Yes." Sutina said: "There are still many people in Semarang who worship Zheng He, and there are many Sambaogong temples. If we have time after buying meat later, we may be able to find a temple to visit. Woolen cloth."
Song Wenbin looked at the statue of Zheng He next to him, which was climbing high with him. The head of the statue was so bright that it was touched.
"Can I burn some incense here?" Song Wenbin asked.
Sutina rolled her eyes and said, "You are still superstitious. Don't worry, no one will bless you even if you burn incense. We must believe in science and logic."
Song Wenbin didn't care what Su Tina said. He strolled into the store. There were a lot of various statues in the store. There are statues of everything, including those of Buddha, Bodhisattvas, Indian demons, Zheng He, Guan Gong, and even Trump.
The boss, an old Chinese man, was leaning on his chair and smoking cigarettes.
Song Wenbin came to the old man and asked, "Are there any incense for sale?"
The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Wenbin, then took out a bundle of incense from under the table and threw it to him.
Song Wenbin opened the incense and was about to pay, but at this moment, he saw a strange statue behind the old man. The statue was composed of nine dragons entwined together. The shape looks extremely vicious, ferocious, and grotesque.
Looking at the statue, Song Wenbin was a little confused, because he still remembered that the clue Su Tina gave him originally said that three treasures were locked in a nine-dragon cabinet.
At this moment, Sutina who entered the store also saw the statue. She was frightened, rushed to the counter, pointed at the statue behind the boss and asked loudly: "Boss, what is that?"
The old man was startled, turned around and said, "This, this is Dragon King Sharjaro."
"Dragon King Sharjaro, what kind of god is that?" Sutina asked immediately.
"Oh, this thing is the local earth god, also called Duobao Dragon King." The boss said casually.
"Is there any allusion?" Sutina took out a small notebook and asked seriously.
"I don't pay much attention to the allusion. Anyway, it is an ancient local legend. It is said that there is a Sharjaro Dragon King living in the sea. It is greedy by nature and has countless treasures. And the ship with the treasures it likes has no treasures. Exceptions will be cursed by it and sink to the bottom of the sea. Therefore, before sailors go to sea, they will throw some paper money into the sea to pray to Dragon King Shacharo not to take a fancy to the goods on his ship."
As he said this, the boss smiled like a philistine, showing his red teeth like a betel chewer. "If you want to buy it, just give me one thousand yuan."
In the past, Song Wenbin would have laughed off such a thing and turned it into a joke. However, at this moment, he couldn't laugh and just looked at the two colleagues beside him.
The two colleagues also looked solemn.
Sutina quickly wrote something down in her notebook and then asked: "So since you have the Dragon King Sharjaro in your store and Zheng He is at the door, is there any intersection between the two?"
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The boss then put away his smile and looked at Sutina seriously: "You girl, you know a lot. Yes, many of the Three Treasures temples of the Dragon King Shacharo also have offerings, because among all the ships cursed by the Dragon King Shacharo, Only one ship survived, and that was Zheng He, the Sanbao Gong of the Ming Dynasty. The former Sanbao Gong also obtained a secret treasure that made the Dragon King Shajialuo drool. In order to obtain Zheng He's treasure, the Dragon King Shajialuo triggered a war. There was a huge storm, but due to the majesty of the Celestial Dynasty and the conduct of Sanbaogong, Dragon King Shajialuo just collected Zheng He’s treasures and let him and his fleet leave. Therefore, most of the people who went to Sanbaogong Temple had the same idea. , I hope Sanbaogong can bless you to go to sea smoothly..."
The old man chattered on with great interest, and then promoted the statues in the store, saying that his products had been opened by masters and were very effective.
Song Wenbin did not buy the statue. After leaving the store, the three of them looked at each other.
"What do you think?" Song Wenbin elbowed Huo Yu.
Huo Yu raised his eyebrows and spread his hands, "Not much."
"Superstition." Sutina said firmly: "Such legends were very common in ancient times, but this at least shows the fact that Zheng He did encounter a storm outside Semarang, and the place we found is correct."
"Okay..."
Even though Su Tina said so, Song Wenbin still offered a stick of incense to Zheng He, the Sanbao Gong at the door of the store.
Just after putting on the incense, a girl ran over panting from the other side of the street, shouting as she ran: "I'm tired of the teacher, I'm tired of the teacher, it's bad!"
Song Wenbin took a look and saw that the person coming was a gentle girl with glasses. She was Li Wenwen. She was the only female photographer in the crew. She usually didn't talk much and would just follow the director quietly to shoot. She rarely showed such panic. appearance.
"What happened?" Song Wenbin quickly supported his colleague, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."
"Teacher Yan, Director Huo." Li Wenwen said breathlessly: "Director...Director...Director, he was taken away."
"What?"
Song Wenbin didn't react for a while.
"The director... He was taking pictures everywhere with a camera, but he was arrested..." Li Wenwen said in a panic.
"What the hell? Who captured it?" Huo Yu's eyes widened.
"It looked like a few Indonesians. They smashed the director's camera and dragged him over there." Li Wenwen pointed to the mountain col on the other side and said, "I was buying fish nearby and saw it. Wei Ning, Li Chenliang, and Bobo were all taken away."
"Holy shit..."
Song Wenbin was annoyed, or else this guy Baoli was really possessed by a demon. This place is originally a gray area. I just left after buying the meat and wanted to take pictures of everything I saw.
At this time, the old man who sold the statues came to the door of the shop with his waist bent. Hearing the conversation between several people, he sneered indifferently: "Young man, the butchers selling meat here are all local gangs. They are very organized." Anti-harmony) Hua, I suggest you call the police."
After saying that, he used a hook to pull down the rolling shutter door of his shop.
After hearing what the old Chinese said, the expressions of Song Wenbin and the other two people suddenly turned a little ugly.
Even though he rarely watches the news, there are some things in this world that he seems to know innately, like a familiar piece of music that feels familiar upon first hearing. For example, taking photos of flowers in Indonesia.
Song Wenbin hurried back to his truck, opened the door and said to Li Wenwen: "Quick, take us to the director's place."
The four people hurriedly got in the car and rushed to the scene of the incident according to Li Wenwen's instructions. When passing by a crowded meat stall, he could indeed see broken camera fragments on the ground. The owner of the meat stall was chopping and smashing them hard. The beef and mutton bones on the stall looked at the passing vehicles with a sinister expression.
Not long after, Song Wenbin drove a van to the place pointed by Li Wenwen. The road here has been built to the end, and there is a suspension bridge further forward.
The suspension bridge is made of wood and is rickety. On it are several local Indonesian shepherds who are driving a few goats across the suspension bridge with bare feet. There are dense tropical rain forests on both sides, and under the suspension bridge, there are deep cliffs and tropical rivers.
Obviously the van cannot drive directly across the suspension bridge.
After thinking for a moment, Song Wenbin ordered: "Su Tina, you and Wenwen stay in the car and call the local police. Huo Yu, you and I sneak in and take a look to see what is going on."
Sutina was shocked and said: "Didn't you listen to what they said? This place is very popular for shooting flowers. The director has already gone in. What if you go in and can't come out? I would say you should call and wait for the police to come and go in together." .”
"Have you brought any cosmetics with you?" Song Wenbin asked.
"I...I think I brought..."
Sutina flipped through the small bag she carried with her.
Seeing her slow movements, Song Wenbin was annoyed, so he grabbed the bag and turned it over, and quickly took out a small powder box from it. He couldn't help but take out the brown powder for shading and contouring inside.
"My perfect diary!!" Sutina screamed: "What are you doing!!"
Song Wenbin didn't answer. He pulled Huo Yu, who was in the passenger seat, and slapped the powder on her face, causing ashes to rise in the carriage. Huo Yu was very annoyed by him. She clutched Song Wenbin's collar and yelled, "I'm sick!!"
"Put on your makeup! Don't move!!" Song Wenbin said: "Put on some black so you can look like a Nanyang old man!!"
Only then did Huo Yu realize what he was going to do. He was no longer angry. Song Wenbin blackened Huo Yu's face and neck, then handed the makeup cake to Huo Yu and pointed at his neck and face. Huo Yu understood and threw the makeup cake on Song Wenbin's face. From time to time, he lifted up the corners of Song Wenbin's chin.
Seeing Huo Yu tacitly slapping her cosmetics on Song Wenbin's face, Su Tina, who was sitting in the back seat, slowly pouted her mouth. She was a little unhappy.
Soon, Song Wenbin and Huo Yu both turned into chocolate-colored skin. At first glance, they looked a bit like people from Nanyang.
I looked at the shepherds outside. They had turbans on their heads. Song Wenbin pointed outside. Huo Yu thought for a while, took out a sun protection garment from the car, tore it in half with his bare hands, tied one half to Song Wenbin's head, and the other half to his own head. In this way, they look a lot like Indonesians outside.
After doing all this, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at each other's appearance.
Even Li Wenwen, who had always been nervous, couldn't help laughing when she saw how these two people were dressed. Only Sutina did not laugh. She shouted: "I want to go too!!"
"Don't make trouble." Song Wenbin said, "You stay in the car and communicate with the police."
Huo Yu also warned: "I locked the door. If anything goes wrong, just drive away and leave us alone."
Sutina bit her lower lip, her cheeks bulging, and she hummed angrily.
