When Song Wenbin saw hundreds of Haijila in this community riding motorcycles in unison next to the Hilux of the film crew early the next morning, he was not surprised.
Even if they lose their ability to reproduce, people at the bottom are still eager for change. In fact, since they can transform themselves from men into hijras, perhaps this is proof that they do not lack mobility.
Without much nonsense, Song Wenbin rode on his little R that was almost smashed into scrap metal. The convoy carrying Jamajji, the mother of Hijra, and the film crew drove toward the Angela Temple in a mighty manner.
Director Bao Li was very excited about such a spectacular scene. He carried a camera, wore sunglasses, and leaned half of his body out of the skylight, watching Song Wenbin riding a motorcycle and leading more than a hundred motorcycles through the streets and alleys. past picture.
Of course, Pauli was not the only one who was excited, but the Indians in the city were also quite surprised. After watching Song Wenbin's motorcade pass by in a mighty manner, those Indian geeks who had nothing to do with it also followed them on bicycles. Excitedly, I took out my phone and kept taking pictures.
Although they knew nothing about what Song Wenbin was going to do, their nature of joining in the fun made them follow him all the way. The more people following, the easier it was to attract more people, and more people attracted more people. When Song Wenbin arrived at noon, Wenbin was actually followed by a thousand motorcycles, and even he himself didn't know what happened.
Under the guidance of Jamaj, a group of people came to the col where the Angela Temple is located. When Song Wenbin heard about the Angela Temple, he thought it was nothing. When he saw it on the spot, he also called it a good guy. This thing looks like Like the Potala Palace, it is quite luxurious and spectacular.
But now he was too eager to admire the temple. When he saw the ancient temple arches in the distance, he stopped the car and walked inside.
Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a monk while he was still at the door.
"What are you doing here?" asked the monk.
"I'm on a pilgrimage." Song Wenbin said nonsense after listening to the translation.
"The temple will not be open recently, please come back another day." The monk said to him with his hands clasped together.
The temple is closed? Song Wenbin looked at the low-caste coolies pushing various carts in and out of the temple, and asked: "What are these people doing when the temple is not open?"
"They're the ones delivering the food."
The monk said: "Please come back."
Outside the temple, a green truck parked not far away pressed its window. Song Wenbin was shocked when he saw two soldiers wearing berets and carrying guns sitting in the car.
"Then how can we get in?"
Song Wenbin asked respectfully.
"Do you have an invitation?" the monk asked.
"What invitation."
The monk looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "Since you don't know what an invitation letter is, it means you definitely don't have an invitation letter. Since you don't have an invitation letter, please leave early."
Encountering a wall at the entrance of the temple, Song Wenbin was unwilling and had to get out of the car to discuss with Nita and Jamaj.
"This temple doesn't look that easy to enter." Song Wenbin said, "There seem to be soldiers guarding it outside."
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"Are you sure Susu is inside?" Nita asked, "If it's really inside, I can find a way to deal with those soldiers. What I'm worried about is that if I deal with those soldiers, but I don't find anyone in the end, the gain will outweigh the loss. .”
Song Wenbin thought that your brother was behind what he said, but I couldn't be sure whether it was true or false.
At this time, a coolie pushed a cart of drinks and passed by the three of them. Jamaji stopped him, stuffed him a rupee, and asked: "Where did you transport all these things from?" ?”
"These drinks and meat are provided by the farmers in the manor next to it, which is at the back." The hard worker collected the money, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pointed to the small town in the mountains.
"Ok, I see."
Jamaj said to Song Wenbin: "Let's go to the town and ask. If there are really foreigners brought here, there will definitely be rumors."
Song Wenbin thought it made sense, so he rode a bicycle and came to the small town outside the temple with a group of Hijras. This town was very similar to the original Niuxue town Kulapapara, but it seemed that this town was cleaner. The decoration should also be more exquisite. There are some colorful ribbons and lanterns hanging everywhere on the street, which looks like a show atmosphere.
Just when Song Wenbin was wondering if there was a festival here, he didn't go far when he saw a few elephants. Those elephants were kept in captivity in the square, and they were scrubbed clean. Some migrant workers were going to the square. The elephants wear various garlands and put thick and exquisite cushions on their backs. One elephant also has a small golden pavilion on its back, which glitters in the sun and looks very gorgeous.
Song Wenbin didn't understand why these people were dressing up as elephants, so he pushed Nita.
Nita understood, walked up to these people, and asked, "What are you doing?"
A person in charge of the group of elephants said: "This is a wedding elephant prepared for the local high priest."
"Huh? What is that?"
"At that time, the high priest and the bride will ride on the elephant to bless all living beings." The man clasped his hands together and said piously: "This is the most important celebration every year."
Nita looked a little unhappy and asked: "Wedding, what kind of wedding?"
Speaking of this, the person in charge of the elephant immediately became happy and said excitedly: "Ram Dastur here is getting married again. I heard that the bride and groom this time are two very beautiful foreign beauties."
Nita's face turned pale, she walked to Song Wenbin and translated all the news she had received to him. When Song Wenbin heard this, he was stunned for more than ten seconds before reacting, and then he cursed in his heart.
marry! ?
Two beautiful foreign beauties?
Aren't those Sutina and Huo Yu?
Damn, what the hell do these stinky Indian monks dare to do?
The more Song Wenbin thought about it, the angrier he became. He was so obsessed with filming the show that he didn't even dare to think about going beyond the limits. How could a numb and stinking Indian man still want to get married? What kind of level was he? He actually wants to marry his colleague? ? It is unbearable!
Out of anger, he actually laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you won't even make a call for such a big thing, right?"
Wei Ning said worriedly at the side: "Yan... How can we deal with this... The situation seems to be a bit beyond expectations... Otherwise... let's contact the embassy."
Contact the embassy?
Song Wenbin sneered perversely: "What does this have to do with it? It's just a colleague getting married. It's not a big deal. However, this invitation letter was not sent to me. It's really unreasonable."
Disgusted...
Everyone looked at him with concern.
Song Wenbin's mind was spinning very fast, and he had an idea almost instantly. He said, "Listen to my arrangements, follow me, and find a way to get in!"
Everyone gathered around him, and he made some arrangements. Soon, everyone received the task.
After everyone was ordered to go down and prepare, Song Wenbin took out his mobile phone and without any hesitation opened a small WeChat group and pulled Su Tina and Huo Yu in.
He spoke quickly inside.
Damn, don’t call me when you get married, right?
I just paid this amount of money today!
