When Isabelle came out with a small bag on her back, Han Xuan helped open the door of the Rolls-Royce and said, "It will take a long time to drive to Thiruvananthapuram City." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

You may not be able to find a toilet halfway through, have you ever been there?"

Isabelli rolled her eyes when she heard this: "I'm just in my menstrual period, you don't have to take care of me like a patient."

Except for a lucky guy like Anya, it happens to every woman who, and that's normal. ”

"I didn't make you sick, I just thought it would be better to take care of you a little bit at this time, after all, you are younger than me, and your parents are not around. ”

Sensing that the back of his hand was wet with rain, Han Xuan raised his head to look at the gloomy sky.

"It's so annoying, it didn't take long for it to stop, and it rained again.

Pooh, you go in that RV.

Little Barry, you go with Pooh ......"

It's really annoying.

During the rainy season, it always rains along the southwest coast of India.

Even though the Padmanaba Swamy Temple is on higher ground, the tunnels dug out are still flooded due to the continuous rain.

This made the already difficult excavation work even more difficult, and the excavation work was put on hold and has now been stopped for rest.

In the past two months, only more than 110 meters have been excavated, because the direction is wrong, and the original direction is very different from the original plan, and it will be delayed for more than 10 days, and the time to successfully dig to the bottom of the temple is far away.

The roads in India are very broken, only those that have just been built, which are slightly smoother, and because of the constant rain, the driving speed is very slow.

The convoy left downtown Bangalore and headed west......

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Departing in the morning, it took more than eight hours to enjoy the scenery of India along the way, and it took more than eight hours to reach the city of Thiruvananthapuram.

The city is significantly smaller than Bangalore, with a population of less than a tenth of it, but Thiruvananthapuram is a bit prettier and less dilapidated with slums.

The road is still bumpy underfoot, even in the city centre, and there is no rain in Thiruvananthapuram at the moment, and the evening sky has a sunset glow.

The continuous heavy rain in the past few days washed away the roofs of those quaint buildings on both sides of the street.

Occasionally, you can see people walking down the street on beautifully dressed elephants.

Elephant droppings were a big chunk of dung that had just fallen in front of a shop, and a middle-aged Indian man with a big black beard ran out of the house, pointing at the couple riding on the elephant and scolding.

But it's just scolding, the couple can't live or die, and he can't help it, provoking the elephant is a way to find death, and no one dares to do that.

And those who can afford to raise elephants are considered rich, if it weren't for the simple clothes of the couple, how could the shopkeeper dare to be so presumptuous......

Across the road, the scenery on both sides is very different.

The royals of the past still live in a beautiful palace that covers a vast area.

Bicycles and motorbikes pass by on the road at the entrance to the palace, and the houses across the street are in stark contrast to the dilapidated houses.

The clothes worn by the men are similar to those of the Middle East, mostly white or dark blue or gray, with several layers of cloth wrapped around their heads, and some with feathers.

In fact, Indians elsewhere dress in a style close to Europe, but Kerala is one of the states with the largest number of Hindu believers, and in this era, there is still a lot of respect for ancient customs.

Some villagers do not wear shirts, but wrap a piece of cloth around their bodies or wear them diagonally over their shoulders, a garment that the locals call "Chada" and which the city people disdain.

The city is close to the sea, and when Han Xuan opened the window, he could feel a gust of sea breeze blowing into the car.

The fruit of the coconut tree on the side of the road is ripe, and several young children are holding homemade tools to cut the coconut.

Without getting out of the car, he asked Gabriel to stop next to a stall selling coconuts, opened the window and talked to the stall owner, Han Xuan gave him twenty rupees to buy three green coconuts, and asked the stall owner to help open them.

As soon as he got his hand, Fat Ding hurriedly bit the straw, his face was full of enjoyment, his eyes squinted and he sucked hard, making a sound of knowing the soo.

When I passed by a school, I saw a group of people blocking the door, throwing everything into the school, stopping and holding coconuts to watch the excitement.

After inquiry, he learned that the owner of this school cafeteria actually used the feed for the cattle to cook for the school's children, Han Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, how dark he must be to do it.

India regards cattle as sacred and is not eaten by locals, but India is one of the world's largest beef producers and sells beef to surrounding countries and regions, especially Europe and the United States.

The Padmanaba Swamy Temple, which towers over the edge of the city, has been seen in the distance, and its façade is somewhat whitish and shaped like a trapezoid, layer upon layer.

The tunnels dug out can't be hidden for long, and their cars are too conspicuous to be remembered by those who care.

So when approaching the Padmanaba Swami Temple, Han Xuan got out of the car and entered an Indian restaurant, ordered a pot of tea with no other spices, and sat inside chatting until it was dark.

Jason, who had been here for almost two months, came to greet him, his skin darkened a lot, similar to Isabelle's wheat color.

Leading them to the warehouse, Han Xuan was surprised to find that there were many clay statues in the warehouse, with themes ranging from buildings to people, and asked, "What is this for?"

Behind a large, unfinished sculpture of a pig's head, a shirtless Angelo poked his head out, his hands covered in blackened mud.

When he washed his hands, he replied, "This mud was dug out of the tunnel, and there is too much mud to dispose of."

We also need a reasonable reason to live here, so when we have nothing to do, I make these sculptures. ”

Compared to the last time I saw him, Angelo had a big beard, and so did Jason, and Hannah directly dyed her hair black, which was probably a disguise to avoid being recognized in the future.

The warehouse is very large, with an area of about 1,000 square meters, and the number of sculptures is forty or fifty, distributed in the empty warehouse, and the workmanship is not very fine, but it shows a general appearance.

Gabriel already knew what Jason was busy with during this time, but the others didn't know, Owen and George, and they laughed and scolded Jason for becoming an artist.

In this regard, Jason can only smile bitterly, not as an artist, but as a groundhog......

After a brief conversation, Han Xuan followed behind Augustine, went down the vertical shaft from the wall, stepped on the ground that had become muddy due to the water ingress, and looked at the tunnel illuminated by the yellow light.

The height of the tunnel is about two meters, and the width is one and a half meters, and a steel column can be seen to support it every two or three meters.

Han Xuan exclaimed: "Good guy, I thought it was just a hole, and the workmanship is too meticulous." ”

Angelo smiled: "If you don't make it stronger, at a depth of seven meters underground, the collapse may cost human lives, so you can't be careless." ”

"It's been a long time since I've been in India, and I've been here lately.

The other bodyguards also helped dig together, and we will speed up the progress ......" (To be continued.) )