Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 260 44, The King of Hijra ([-])

It can be seen that there should be a banquet, or a dance, or even a wedding celebration here, because there are many ribbons and hangings on the walls.There are also many table tables and exquisite dinner plates on the ground.

However, as the fallen monks wailed and struggled, all the dinner plates were smashed and overturned, and all kinds of unknown fruits and drinks were thrown everywhere.

Song Wenbin was a little confused, so to be honest, he was already ready for Huo Shang to fight with his life, but he didn't expect that what he saw after opening the door was such a scene of Shura hell, which made him quite a punch The feeling of being hit in the air, I don't know where to use all my strength.

The other hijras who broke into this place were also unknown, so they stared dumbfounded at the wailing monks, watching them screaming and rolling in despair like maggots, as if they had been cursed by someone.

Before opening the door, Nita covered her eyes from beginning to end because she was afraid to face such a real scene.

But when she heard the screams and opened her eyes, she was so shocked by the desperate appearance of these monks that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"This...this...what's going on...?"

She asked Song Wenbin in astonishment.

Song Wenbin naturally didn't know what was going on, he walked slowly to the monk closest to him, and bent down to look at him.

The monk was clutching his hands and struggling frantically. When he saw someone approaching, he grabbed Song Wenbin's calf and roared, "I...under me...under me, there is no response..."

The monk's face was pale, and he grabbed Song Wenbin's arm as if he was holding on to the last straw, crying frantically, "I'm not responding anymore...I'm not responding..."

Song Wenbin didn't know what to shout again, so he looked at Nita.

After Nita finished listening, she stammered and translated the monk's words.

Hijra and the members of the film crew on the side were stunned after hearing the translation, not knowing what to say at all.

The monk cried out in despair: "I'm not responding... help me... save me... are you doctors... save me, save me, under me... under me... like Like a dead piece of rubber, so cold, so cold...no response at all...doctor, I'm so cold, I'm so cold...help me..."

Song Wenbin didn't need to translate these words anymore, he already understood the meaning of the other party. At this moment, something blue came into view.

With great shock, Song Wenbin picked up a blue box on the table.

The box had a very strong European man on it, and he was smiling commercially and holding out his thumb, as if hinting at something.

Director Bao Li came over with the camera on his shoulders, Song Wenbin put the box under the camera, and murmured, "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Viagra." The director said.

Song Wenbin: ...

Holding the box, he looked at the mourning hall, feeling a little dazed for a moment, "What... what's going on here? Where are those two people?"

No one could answer his question.

He pulled up the man who was writhing in despair clutching his leg, and asked, "What about those two people who married some high priest?"

"Help me... save me... I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

The monk didn't care what he was asking, and grabbed his hand, crying and pleading in despair.

"Damn it just didn't respond."

Song Wenbin said violently: "Is it killing you, tell me quickly, where are those two people!?"

"Doctor, I'm so cold...I'm so cold..."

The monk said to himself: "I'm so cold...I...I'm so cold that I'm dying...I'm really cold and I'm dying...help me...help me... ..”

Seeing that the other party ignored him completely, Song Wenbin had no choice but to let go of the desperate monk and walk along the messy hall.After passing through the hall, he saw a majestic female statue with three heads and six arms standing tall on the high dome, looking down at him.

It's completely different from those statues outside.

Song Wenbin stared at the statue, and the statue also looked at him majestically, as if hinting at him.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from a side hall next to it, Song Wenbin immediately turned his head to see that it was two girls who ran out from the side hall.

The girls appeared to be adults, both of them wore long skirts and looked Indian.At this moment, one of them was holding an exquisite candlestick, and the other was holding a gold-plated vase, and hurried out.

When Song Wenbin saw them, he immediately grabbed one of the girls and asked sharply, "What are you doing here!?"

The two girls were taken aback, and the girl caught by him was so frightened that she knelt down on the spot, let go of the vase and said, "Don't...don't...don't catch me...I...I just look...look at this vase It's not in the right place, move it... I don't have any other thoughts, I have no other thoughts..."

Song Wenbin narrowed his eyes after listening to Nita's translation.

The expressions and demeanor of the two of them were like those of a court lady who secretly scooped up property and escaped from the palace after Chongzhen hanged herself.Obviously, they were all former saintesses in this temple.

Of course Song Wenbin wouldn't bother with them about stealing things, so he immediately asked, "I'm looking for someone, two girls, about the same age as you, one with white hair and one with yellow hair, have you seen them before?" ?"

After listening to the translation, knowing that the other party was not here to find fault, the girl kneeling on the ground raised her head and asked shyly, "You... are you here to find them?"

"Yes!"

Seeing that they really had clues, Song Wenbin couldn't help being overjoyed, and asked, "Where are they now?"

"They...they disappeared after teaching us to dance."

The girl stammered.

"What, they disappeared after teaching you to dance??"

Song Wenbin felt at a loss after hearing this.

"How can I teach you how to dance?" Nita, who was translating at the side, couldn't help asking.

The two girls looked at each other, then got up and gave Song Wenbin a general demonstration of the dance.

Song Wenbin looked at it for a while, and then the cold sweat dripped down his forehead, good guy, isn't this the big pendulum that the well-known female anchor Mina dances every night.To say that he has been on the live broadcast platform for many years, he is no stranger to this kind of dance.

"Why do they teach you this dance?"

Song Wenbin gritted his teeth and asked.

"I don't know..." one of the girls said, "The blond guy said that many people like this kind of dance, and the priest must also like it very much. He also said that dancing this kind of dance can stimulate the priest to drink more and take more medicine." .”

Song Wenbin wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "Is there any more?"

"The white-haired guy said... Angela's temple will be finished after today... If we can't find a job after we go out, we can go live and dance online, and say that we will earn a lot of money." Another girl said.

Song Wenbin was silent.

After listening to the statements of these two girls, for some reason...he realized that there is a possibility...

Maybe he was just worrying about eating radish salty.

The two colleagues who can say such words...maybe...maybe don't need him to save at all...even...don't even need his help...

This discovery... more or less frustrated his masculine self-esteem.

"Just... after teaching you to dance, nothing else, such as their whereabouts, do you know nothing?"

Seeing Song Wenbin's distorted expression, the two girls were a little scared, and said, "They are the appointed wives of the High Priest Ram, maybe... let's be with the High Priest now..."

"High Priest Ram?" Song Wenbin regained his energy, regained his purpose and motivation, and asked loudly, "Where is he!?"

"He...he usually meditates in the highest yoga room in this tower...but for some reason...he didn't come down today..."

When Song Wenbin heard this, how could he care about the two girls who stole the lampstand, and rushed up the escalator of the temple, shouting while rushing: "Su Tina! Huo Yu!"

In a state of excitement, he ran fast, and he ran to the top of the temple in a short time, which is also the top of the entire Angela Temple. Indeed, there is indeed a yoga quiet room here. Green nature, vast and boundless.

It's just... In this almost perfect space, Song Wenbin didn't find his two colleagues, he only saw a small figure lying on the ground, wriggling slowly.

"Su Tina...? Huo Yu...?"

Feeling uneasy and confused, Song Wenbin walked up to the little figure and looked down at him.

This is a skinny old man with thinning hair. The old man has no blood on his whole body. He is gray and dry. Only his eyes are protruding. His eyes are bloodshot. He crawls slowly on the ground, whispering while crawling. Said: "The Heavenly Mother of Difficulty...I want to serve...the Mother of Heaven...I want to serve...Goddess Kali..."

Song Wenbin didn't know what he was talking about. To be honest, his anger had long since disappeared, and he only had deep anxiety and fear. What happened to this guy?What happened to this temple?What did Su Tina and Huo Yu do?
These questions are completely unanswered.

The skinny old man on the floor completely ignored him, crawled to an alcove, took out a bottle of medicine tremblingly, stuffed it into his mouth tremblingly, but due to his shaking hands, the pills crackled and scattered all over the floor .

Unwillingly, he crawled on the ground, took the medicine, stuck out his tongue, and licked it into his mouth.

No matter how stupid Song Wenbin was, he could more or less see that there was something wrong with the pill, and immediately grabbed him and lifted him up, and shouted, "Where are those two people!? Where did they go!?"

"It's hard to get close to the Heavenly Mother..."

"It's hard to get close to the Heavenly Mother..."

"It's hard to get close to the Heavenly Mother..."

The old man looked at Song Wenbin and moaned out of breath.

While moaning, he sprayed white foam from his mouth.

The white foam was mixed with red blood, which was extremely astonishing.

Song Wenbin was frightened and quickly shook off his hand.

Seeing the skinny old man lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, his eyes protruding, and seeing the look of breathing in less and exhaling more, Song Wenbin couldn't help shivering, his whole body was icy cold.He didn't dare to stay in this place any longer, he almost escaped from the top of the tower as if flying.

After escaping from the top of the tower, Jia Maji and Nita came up from below. Song Wenbin grabbed Nita and said, "Don't go in, don't go in! Those two are not inside."

"Not in there?"

Nita was dragged down the tower by Song Wenbin and asked, "Then where did they go?"

How did Song Wenbin know, it really is a ghost.

When he went downstairs, he saw several women carrying the furniture of this temple and running in another direction.Song Wenbin reckoned that there might be more than one entrance to the temple, so he followed the girls carrying the furniture and ran there.

Good guy, the more you run, the more people there are. There are girls everywhere behind the temple. They are like a colony of ants, scrambling to move the things in the temple and pile them in the backyard of the temple. Some girls are talking on the phone. Contact family.

Song Wenbin followed the girls who were moving things, and as expected, he found the back door of the temple. The place was already overcrowded. All kinds of men and women riding motorcycles gathered here and tied the things in the temple to the back seat. They were laughing and laughing, looking very hapiness.

Song Wenbin didn't see Su Tina and Huo Yu among the motorcycle riders.Falling down on a tree with a crooked neck next to it, I saw a bald man hanging upside down on it.

His ankles were tied to a tree, his head was down, and he was hanging in the air. At this moment, he was writhing and struggling frantically, trying to untie the rope, but his hands couldn't reach it at all.Since his head was down, his face had turned into a liver color.

However, those men and women on motorcycles just moved things and passed under his body. No one paid attention to his shouts at all, and even looked at him more, as if his existence was just a mass of air.

The experience of just one hour was enough to subvert Song Wenbin's three views. He walked under the tree with Nita and looked up at him.

Seeing someone finally looking at him, the bald man on the tree couldn't help but shouted for help, "Help me... hurry up and save me... save me... put me down... please..."

Song Wenbin asked: "Have you ever seen a woman with white hair and a woman with yellow hair?"

His words made the man hanging from the tree tremble crazily, the muscles on his face twitched wildly, his eyes were filled with despair, and he shouted: "Let's go!!"

Song Wenbin: "Gone? Where did you go?"

The bald head wailed loudly: "Gone!! Master is gone!! Master doesn't want me anymore!!"

After Nita translated in Song Wenbin's ear, Song Wenbin fell silent.

"The master lied to me!! The master said to save me!! The master said to give me endless happiness!! The master also said to give me the value of existence!! But the master is gone!! The master took my pinas away! !"

"Who is the master, and who are you?" Song Wenbin asked.

"I'm Pig, I'm Pig, I'm Breeding Pig..."

The bald priest laughed wildly, and said: "The master is Pinas, the master is Pinas, hahahaha..." But he burst into tears again: "The master is gone, the master is gone... the master is gone ...my penis is useless....my penis is ueslesss...ahhh!!"

He was hung from a tree, screaming sharply and high-pitched, just like the monks in the temple.

Until now, Song Wenbin still had no idea what the bald man was howling about, but he still couldn't get the whereabouts of Huo Yu and Su Tina from these people.

Just then, the phone vibrated slightly.

Song Wenbin picked up his phone and looked at it.

It turned out that it was the temporary small group of three people, and there was a reply in it, and the reply was still two voices.

"Damn, you don't call me when you get married, do you?"

"I've already paid the money today!"

"Come here." The white-haired head voice replied.

"Let's just send red envelopes on WeChat, so you don't have to worry about it," said the GTR avatar.

Song Wenbin listened to the two voices in a daze.

At first, he felt joy.He was extremely happy because of the relaxed tone of the two colleagues, but immediately afterwards, he felt humiliated, extremely humiliated.

fuck you...

"You're fucking playing with me!!"

Song Wenbin roared into the phone.

He couldn't imagine how these two people walked out unharmed, even...even...he shuddered, subconsciously looked at the temple behind him, just walking from inside was enough to make people feel Heart palpitations, God knows what those two people did.

However, at this time, something even more unbelievable happened to him. A group of hijras came out of the temple under the leadership of the mother of hijras, Jamaji.

At this moment, the group of Haji surrounded him, and they looked at him with indescribable awe in their eyes.

"What are you looking at me for?" Song Wenbin had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Is this your ability to turn others into hijras without being too high?" Jia Maji said something Song Wenbin couldn't understand.

"What?"

"I understand, I underestimated you, sister. No... the king of Hijra." She said reverently.

"Huh??" Song Wenbin didn't understand.

I saw Jia Maji stepping back, pointing at Song Wenbin, and said in shock: "The curse of Hijra is real!! You are the proof!!"

All the hijras raised their hands high and looked at him with unparalleled admiration.

"King of Hijra!!"

While shouting, they also got down on the ground, some even hugged his legs and kissed his toes.

Song Wenbin shivered, startled by these people's unimaginable actions, "What are you doing!! Don't be disgusting..."

The moving men and women at the side saw a group of people lying in front of Song Wenbin inexplicably, and suddenly became interested. Unlike the screaming priest who was hung up above their heads, they ran to Hijra one after another, asking curiously.

After being questioned, those Hijra people who were crawling around Song Wenbin couldn't wait to talk excitedly.

After hearing what the Hijra people said, all the people around looked at Song Wenbin with shocked eyes.

Song Wenbin felt that his brain was not enough.

"What the hell are you guys talking about!!" he asked Nita, "What the hell are they talking about!?"

"They said, you cursed them, and your curse came true." Nita said softly.

Song Wenbin: "WTF?"

Nita looked at Song Wenbin and said with a complicated expression: "I heard you said with my own ears that if they are disobedient, you will give them the curse of Hijra. Now, all the priests in the entire Angela temple have been Lost male fertility."

Song Wenbin looked at Nita, his mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg in.

"I apologize for what I said earlier, Yan, I misread you. You are not a man, you are not a liar, you are a real hijra, a hijra of hijras, a hijra with mana, you yes---"

All the Hijras looked at Song Wenbin, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting loudly, "King of Hijras!!"

(End of this chapter)