Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

249 Chapter 33, Hijira

Song Wenbin didn't know what happened, he couldn't understand the conversation between Nita and that Hijra named Jamaki, and neither could Wei Ning.But seeing that there were more people around, Song Wenbin and Wei Ning didn't dare to move.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing this, Amrit's expression changed suddenly, and he asked loudly.

"Sorry, officer, some things have been dragging on for a long time, and they can no longer be dragged on." After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and said, "Take it back."

Hundreds of people rushed up and grabbed Amrit and the screaming Nita. She screamed like crazy: "What are you trying to do? Are you crazy! How dare you treat us like this..."

Afterwards, Nita's mouth was covered.She writhed helplessly and whimpered, while Amrit and the other police officers on the side were held down by dozens of people at the same time, unable to move on the ground.

Song Wenbin felt a little horrified when he saw this scene. To be honest, he has seen the world after going to so many countries, but he could never have imagined that this kind of thing happened in India.

Doesn't Hijra in front of her know that the two brothers and sisters are people of very, very high social status?

Just as she was terrified, Jia Maji had already returned to him. At this moment, she was indifferent, as if nothing had happened, and even said calmly: "Sister, I'm sorry for letting you see this. Can I trouble you and me?" Let's go back together, it may be dangerous outside for a while."

Her tone was gentle but indisputable.

After listening to the translation, Song Wenbin glanced at the dark crowd around him, how could he dare to refuse the request of this man who dared to attack a Brahman.At the moment, he could only nod his head and said, "You have the final say."

After hearing this, Jamaki nodded in satisfaction, led a large group of hijras, dragged along the police officers whose mouths were muffled, and disappeared into the street as if the tide was ebbing.

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A group of people walked through the alley in darkness, Song Wenbin and Wei Ning were wrapped up in the crowd, Wei Ning asked in a low voice: "Wan, what's going on, how do I feel, things here are so weird... "

"How did I know... this sister has something, I'll promise her first. It's getting late now, and when we get to the place, no one is looking at us. Let's change back into men's clothes and sneak away."

"Okay." Wei Ning said softly.

……

After walking for about ten minutes, a group of people came to the river again. After nightfall, there were still many people by the river, but they were no longer the group of washerwomen during the day, but some monks and religious believers who sang by the river. Light a torch and burn a fire on the ground.

The fire rose into the air and emitted thick smoke, and there was a burnt smell in the air. Song Wenbin looked at the barely human-shaped thing in the fire, and felt sorry for it. This might be the legendary open-air crematorium in India.

By the river, the group of hijras led Song Wenbin and Wei Ning into a dilapidated temple.The surface of the temple has long been in disrepair and dilapidation, but there is a corridor inside that leads directly to the ground.

The decoration style here is very old, with many strange reliefs and shrines, which are very old, but the banners, slogans and colorful light bulbs around them make this place a bit more cyber-style out of thin air.

Song Wenbin had never seen such a strange place before, he secretly asked Wei Ning, "Are you taking pictures?"

Wei Ning silently pointed to the temple, with a concealed black camera pen clipped on it, which was a prop commonly used by Pauli. Song Wenbin nodded and felt relieved.

Soon, the group of hijras came to the center of the temple, where there were three thick wooden pillars.Below the pillars are dark red floor tiles, and there is a faint smell of rust in the air.

On the bluestone wall, there are all kinds of gods and shrines. These gods look grotesque, some are dancing, some are glaring, and some are not human at all.

Under the statue, there are women kneeling on the ground praying everywhere. It may not be right to say that they are women, because although they are all wearing women's clothes, judging from their figures, they should all be men.

After arriving here, the Hijras put Nita, Amrit and others down. As soon as they let go, Nita got up and curled up beside her elder brother Amrit, holding his arm tremblingly. He didn't dare to say it, his eyes were full of fear.

Seeing Nita like this in the dark, Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart. Before seeing this guy bluffing, he thought she was also a stunned young man like Huo Yu. Now, it seems that she is quite able to judge the situation. Bring it here and stop calling.

Amrit was still calm, he pushed Nita away, and said: "Why did you bring us here, please tell me a reason, otherwise, even if the chief minister of Chhattisgarh came I will forgive your actions today."

The words were spoken in English, and it seemed that Amrit was very serious.But the hijra named Jamaki looked very calm. She sat on a chair and said, "I don't question your ability, sir. From your car, you don't belong here, but if your jurisdiction now Someone is missing in the ground, may I ask if you will take care of it?"

"Of course I'll take care of it," Amrit said.

"That's good." Jamaji said eloquently, "Since ten years ago, when I was a low-class untouchable, people in this community have been missing. Most of the missing people are children aged 10 to 15. Every year, more than a dozen people go missing here. The number is not too many, so we just turned a blind eye. However, in recent years, more and more people have gone missing. Just last year, There are more than 100 people missing here, accounting for nearly one-tenth of the children in this community. I would like to ask you to take care of this kind of thing, can you?"

"If someone is missing, you should report it to the sheriff here and let them handle it." Amrit said seriously: "It's useless to tie me here."

boom! !

He was answered by a teapot that shattered at Amrit's feet.Nita was startled, let out a short scream, and tightly covered her head.

"If it's useful to hand it over to the sheriff, will we make such a move?" Jamaki said coldly: "We have been calling the police since someone disappeared ten years ago, but ten years have passed, and the number of missing children in this community has reached as many as There are more than 300 people, but you turn a blind eye to these missing cases and delay them again and again. If this continues, the death of this community will only be a matter of time!"

While talking, Hijra on the side stared at Amrit with dark eyes in the dark.

Wei Ning listened to the conversation between the two, and secretly translated it to Song Wenbin, who fell into deep thought.

It seems that this third-gender person named Jamaki actually took over the security of this place. It is really a weird country, which is almost unimaginable in other parts of the world.However, it seems that the locals have encountered some unsolvable problems, and the local police station has not accepted this problem.Thinking of the difficulties he encountered when he went to the police station, Song Wenbin had a clear understanding in his heart.It seems that even in places like India, there is still no such thing as a vacuum of power.

Amrit was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I will report what you said, and if it is verified, we will send someone to solve it, but you have to let me go first, just tie me here. can not do this."

"It's been more than ten years and it hasn't been resolved. Why should we trust you?" Jamaki said coldly.

"I can't give any guarantees. After all, I'm not a police officer here. All I can do is tell you the story. But if I come forward, they will definitely help solve it." Amrit vowed.

But after speaking, there was a long and depressing silence.

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Amrit couldn't stand the eerie silence, and asked, "Do you think this is okay?"

Jamaki sighed, stood up, and said, "You're not the first policeman to come here.

Nor was it the first cop we let go.

A lot of people were invited by us to come here before, the most one time, the guy took 30 lakh rupees from us without any reply, that was four years ago. "

As Jamaji said, she walked to a shrine and burned incense devoutly, talking while burning incense.

"Those people are speaking exactly the same words as you, as if you are puppets that are uniformly reproduced from a special mold.

Today, we no longer expect to solve problems through normal channels, because everything that can be done has already been done. "

After burning incense, Jamaki took out a small and sharp razor from the shrine and walked slowly to Amrit.

Her companion stepped forward, pinned Amrit's shoulder skillfully, pulled him up, and leaned against the pillar beside him.Bind him with a rope and grab his waistband.

"Amrit!!" Seeing this, Nita could no longer bear the fear and screamed, "You monsters, hermaphrodites, filthy perverts, what are you going to do to him!?"

But along with the scream, Nita was also pulled up and leaned against the pillar forcefully.

"I won't let you go! I won't let you go!" Nita struggled desperately, crying loudly, "Just let me get out of here, and I'll have you all tied to the pillars and whipped a thousand times. Time, ten thousand times, none of you people will run away!"

"This is what you really say, isn't it? This is your true attitude, that's why you are indifferent to our request." Jamaki said.

"Nita!!"

Amrit yelled, breaking out in a cold sweat, trying to stop his sister from adding fuel to the fire.

But then, he also let out a scream of fear.

It turned out that Hijra on the side yanked off his pants.

Amrit trembled, "You... what are you going to do?"

"I think it's time for you to experience the curse of Hijra."

After that, Jamaki handed the razor in his hand to Hijira, and said lightly, "Take his height."

The hijra took the razor tremblingly, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to move.

Hearing this, Amrit couldn't stop trembling all over his body, he said in horror: "You are crazy, you guys are already crazy, how dare you treat me and the Mohan family like this, you are already crazy."

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Such crazy development caused Song Wenbin and Wei Ning's eyes to stare like copper bells. Even if there was no translator, Song Wenbin could still see what these guys were going to do.Good guy, this is even more exciting than Caishikou beheading. If this thing is broadcast, the entire Internet will probably be blown up.

Wei Ning also tremblingly asked: "I'm bored... Do you want to continue filming?"

"Stop taking pictures." Song Wenbin said softly, "Let's go."

Now Song Wenbin can only be thankful that Baoli is not here. If this guy is here, he will probably ascend to heaven in excitement.But this kind of picture, let alone a program, even if it is broadcast on the live broadcast platform, I am afraid that the platform will have to deduct several 10 yuan, let alone the person who recorded this kind of picture, he can't think about what will happen.

"Then...do we not care about them?" Wei Ning looked at the struggling Amrit and said softly, "They...have treated us to dinner after all."

"What do we do with them?" Song Wenbin shook his head and whispered, "If you sow melons, you will reap melons, and if you sow beans, you will reap beans. It's not up to us. Take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Wei Ning nodded, put away the camera pen for sneak shooting, followed Song Wenbin, and retreated quietly.

However, among the crowd, things changed a bit. Amidst Nita's cries and screams, the hijra was holding a small razor, timidly afraid to do it, and the sweat on his forehead flowed to the ground.

Seeing this, Jia Maji was dissatisfied and said, "What are you waiting for, take his height away."

The Hijra holding the razor showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said in fear: "Mother..."

Seeing this, Jamaki frowned, so she looked around again, and the hijras she saw lowered their heads one after another, just like the third-rate students who were caught by the teacher's eyes in math class before answering questions by name, embarrassing.

Seeing this, Nita couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, panting sharply and tremblingly: "Do you dare!? Bastard monster, do you dare!? As long as you dare to hurt a hair of ours, what awaits you is endless revenge!"

"By Lord Shiva..."

Amrit closed his eyes in despair. With such a younger sister, he already felt that his height almost no longer belonged to him.

Seeing this, Jia Maji's facial muscles twitched a few times, but she soon thought of a solution. She sneered and said, "Didn't we just recruit two new foreign sisters? Let them do the surgery. It is also a required course for Hijra's entry."

The Hijra holding the knife was relieved. She was drenched in sweat and almost fainted. She gratefully put down the sharp little razor and murmured: "Thank you mother...Thank you mother..."

Song Wenbin and Wei Ning, who were still retreating, suddenly felt something was wrong, because suddenly, everyone turned their heads and looked at them inexplicably.The two who were about to rub the soles of their feet and run away did not dare to move. Looking at each other from the corner of their eyes, they could see each other's nervousness and helplessness.

Then, the Hijras who were watching dispersed, revealing a passage leading directly to the center of the ceremony.

"Come here, sister."

Jia Maji said to the two of them in the middle of the fire.

Song Wenbin almost didn't go crazy, God is pitiful, he was about to leave, why did he call them back suddenly, oh my god, why did you torture me like this! !

"Come here!" Jamaji ordered.

The two gritted their teeth, walked to Ja Maji with heavy steps, lowered their heads and trembled slightly, not daring to see anyone.

"Sisters, have you learned the most important lessons of Hijra in China?" Jamaki asked.

"No...no..." Wei Ning sweated.

"The most important and basic ability of a Hijra is to make another man become a Hijra. This is the foundation for the expansion and development of our Hijra group, and the root of everyone's admiration and awe. Since it is so predestined, let's do it today." Let me teach you how to be a real hijra."

As she spoke, she took the small razor in her hand, handed it to Song Wenbin, and said softly, "Come on, you go and take his dick."

Song Wenbin almost collapsed after listening to Wei Ning's translation.

It's crazy. This old sister looks strong, but she has more eyes than a sieve. She didn't dare to cut the brahmin's height. Instead, she let herself be a foreigner. The next day, the headlines all over the world are scheduled. Even if you can return to China this time, it will almost become a first-class protected cultural relic in the future, and you will be permanently banned from going abroad.

(End of this chapter)