Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 258 42, The King of Hijra ([-])

Song Wenbin was not surprised when he saw hundreds of Hijras in the community riding motorcycles and stopping beside Hilux of the filming crew in the early morning of the next day.

Even if they lose their fertility, the people at the bottom are still eager to change.In fact, since they can transform themselves from men to hijras, perhaps this is proof that they are not lacking in action.

Without much nonsense, Song Wenbin rode on his own little R that was almost smashed into scrap metal.Carrying Jia Maji, the mother of Hijra, and the convoy of the film crew, they drove to the Angela Temple mightily.

Director Bao Li was very excited about such a spectacular scene. He carried a camera, wore sunglasses, leaned out half of his body through the skylight, and watched Song Wenbin riding a motorcycle with more than 100 motorcycles passing through the streets and alleys. screen.

Of course, not only Pauli was excited, but the Indians in this city were also quite strange. After watching Song Wenbin's convoy pass by, those Indian gailiu who had nothing to worry about also rode behind them.Excitedly, he took out his phone and kept taking pictures.

Although they didn't know what Song Wenbin was going to do, their nature of joining in the fun made them follow all the way. The more people following, the easier it was to attract more people, and more people attracted more people. Wen Bin was followed by a thousand motorcycles, and even he himself didn't know how he did it.

Under the guidance of Jia Maji, 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. Like the Potala Palace, it is quite luxurious and magnificent.

But now he was eager to see through, and he didn't care about admiring the temple. After seeing the ancient temple arch gate in the distance, he stopped the car and walked inward.

But he never thought that he was stopped by a monk while he was still at the door.

"What are you here for?" asked the monk.

"I made a pilgrimage." Song Wenbin said nonsense after listening to the translation.

"The temple is not open recently, please come back another day." The monk said to him with his palms folded.

Temple closed?Song Wenbin looked at the low-caste coolies who were pushing various scooters in and out of the temple, and asked, "Why are these people closed to the temple?"

"They're in charge of delivering the food."

The monk said, "Please go back."

Outside the temple, a green truck parked not far away pressed down the window. Song Wenbin saw two soldiers wearing berets and carrying guns sitting in the car, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Then how can we get in?"

Song Wenbin asked respectfully.

"Do you have an invitation letter?" the monk asked back.

"What invitation letter?"

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 must not have an invitation letter. Since you don't have an invitation letter, please leave early."

Hitting a wall at the entrance of the temple, Song Wenbin felt unwilling, so he could only get out of the car to discuss with Nita and Jia Maji.

"This temple doesn't look that easy to enter." Song Wenbin said, "There seem to be soldiers guarding it outside."

"Are you sure Susu is inside?" Nita asked, "If it is really inside, I can find a way to deal with those soldiers. What I worry about is that if I deal with those soldiers, if I don't find anyone in the end, the loss outweighs the gain. .”

Song Wenbin thought to himself that what your brother said was in it, but I couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

At this time, a coolie walked past the three of them with a cart full of drinks. Jamaki stopped him, gave him a rupee, and asked, "Where did you get these things from?" ?”

"The wine and meat are provided by the farmers in the nearby manor, just behind." The hard worker collected the money, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pointed to the small town in the mountains.

"Ok, I see."

Jia Maji said to Song Wenbin, "Let's go to the town and ask. If foreigners were brought here, there must be rumors."

Song Wenbin thought it made sense, so he rode his bicycle and came to the small town outside the temple with a group of hijras. This town is very similar to the former Niuxue town of Kurapapara, but it seems that this town is cleaner. The decoration should also be more exquisite. There are some ribbons hanging everywhere on the street, decorated with lights, which looks quite a bit of a show atmosphere.

Just when Song Wenbin was wondering if there was going to be a festival here, he didn't go far, and he saw a few elephants. Those elephants were kept in captivity in the square, scrubbed clean, and some migrant workers were going to the big square. The elephants wear all kinds of garlands, and put thick and exquisite cushions on their backs. One elephant has a small golden pavilion on its back, which is shining golden in the sun and looks very gorgeous.

Song Wenbin didn't understand why these people dressed up as elephants, so he pushed Nita.

Nita understood, walked up to these people, and asked, "What are you doing?"

A person in charge beside the group of elephants said, "This is a colorful 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 and bless all living beings." The man put his hands together and said reverently: "This is the most important celebration every year."

Nita's face was a bit ugly, and she asked, "Wedding, what wedding?"

Speaking of this, the person in charge of the elephant immediately cheered up and said excitedly: "Rahm Dastur here is getting married again. I heard that the newlyweds are two beautiful foreign beauties."

With a pale face, Nita walked to Song Wenbin and translated all the news she had received to him.Song Wenbin was stunned for more than ten seconds before he realized what was said, and then cursed in his heart.

marry! ?
Two beautiful foreign beauties?
Isn't that Su Tina and Huo Yu?

What the hell he didn't dare to do, how dare these stinky Indian monks do it?

The more Song Wenbin thought about it, the angrier he became. He was filming a fucking show professionally, and he didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​surpassing it. He was paralyzed and stinky, and the Indian still wanted to get married. What grade?Still want to marry his colleague? ?It is tolerable or unbearable! !
Out of anger, he actually laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you don't even make a phone call for such a big matter, right?"

Wei Ning said worriedly at the side: "I'm disgusted... What's wrong with this... The situation seems to be a bit beyond expectations... Or... let's contact the embassy."

Contact the embassy?
Song Wenbin sneered perversely: "What's the connection? It's just a colleague getting married. It's not a big deal. It's just that I didn't send me the invitation letter. It's too unreasonable."

hate...

Everyone looked at him with concern.

Song Wenbin's mind turned quickly, and he came up with an idea almost instantly. He said, "Listen to my arrangement, follow me, and find a way to get in!"

Everyone gathered around him, and he thought about the arrangements, and soon, everyone received the task.

When everyone was ordered to go down to prepare, Song Wenbin took out his mobile phone and opened a small WeChat group regardless of Sanqi 22, bringing Su Tina and Huo Yu in.

Inside quickly hair.

Damn, you don't call me for marriage, do you?

I will pay this amount of money today!

(End of this chapter)