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

"What are you going to do?"

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

"I'm sorry, officer, but some things have been delayed for a long time and can't be put off any longer." With that, she waved her hand and said, "Take it back." ”

Hundreds of people on the side rushed up and grabbed Amrit and the screaming Nita, and she screamed like crazy: "What do you want to do, are you crazy!" How dare you treat us like this......"

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

Song Wenbin felt a little frightened when he saw this scene, to be honest, he had seen the world after going to so many countries, but this kind of thing happened, or in India, he couldn't have imagined it.

Didn't Hijra in front of him know that the two brothers and sisters were very, very high social status.

Frightened, Jamagi had already returned to him, she was indifferent at the moment, as if nothing had happened, and even said very calmly: "Sister, I'm sorry to let you see this, can you please go back with me for a while, it may be dangerous outside for the time being." ”

Her tone was soft but undeniable.

After listening to the translation, Song Wenbin glanced at the crowd around him, who dared to refuse the request of this Brahmin who dared to attack. At the moment, he could only nod and say, "You have the final say." ”

After hearing this, Jamaji nodded with satisfaction, and with a large group of Hijra, dragging the police officers who were covering their mouths, they quietly disappeared into the street like a low tide.

……

A group of people walked through the alley in the dark, Song Wenbin and Wei Ning were wrapped in the crowd, Wei Ning asked in a low voice: "No, what is the situation, how do I feel, things here are so weird.....

"How do I know...... This sister has something, I promised her first, it's getting late, and when we get to the place, no one looks at us, so we change back to men's clothes and then sneak away. ”

"Okay." Wei Ning whispered.

……

After walking for about ten minutes, a group of people came back to the river, and after nightfall, there were still many people by the river, but no longer the washerwomen who were in the daytime, but some monks and religious believers singing by the river, holding torches and burning fires on the ground.

The fire rose into the air emitting thick smoke, and there was a scorching smell in the air, Song Wenbin looked at the barely humanoid thing in the fire, and felt a relative, this may be the legendary open-air crematorium in India.

By the river, the group of Hijra led Song Wenbin and Wei Ning into a dilapidated temple. The temple has long since fallen into disrepair and dilapidation on the surface, but there is a corridor inside that leads to the underground.

The décor is very old, with many strange floats and shrines, but the banners and colorful light bulbs that surround it give the place a bit of a cyber feel out of nowhere.

Song Wenbin had never seen such a peculiar place, and he secretly asked Wei Ning, "Are you shooting?" ”

Wei Ning silently pointed to his sideburns, which contained a hidden black camera pen, which was a prop commonly used by Bao Li, Song Wenbin nodded and put his mind at ease.

Soon, the group of Hijra came to the center of the temple, where there were three thick wooden pillars. Beneath the pillars were dark red floor tiles, and the air smelled of rust.

On the bluestone walls, there were all kinds of gods and shrines, which looked grotesque, some danced, some glared angrily, and some were not humanoid at all.

Everywhere under the statue were women kneeling on the ground praying, and it was probably not right to say that they were women, because although they were all dressed in women's clothes, they should all be men if they looked at their figures.

After arriving here, the Hijra put Nita and Amrit and the others down, and as soon as they let go, Nita got up and curled up beside her brother Amrit, holding his arm tremblingly, not daring to say a word, her eyes full of fear.

Song Wenbin saw Nita like this in the dark, and he didn't feel a little funny in his heart, he saw how this guy was bluffing before, and thought that she was also Huo Yu's kind of stunned youth, but now it seems that she is quite able to judge the situation, and she won't call if she is brought here.

Amlit was still calm, he pushed Nita away, and said, "Why did you bring us here, please give a reason, otherwise, even the chief of Chhattisgarh will not forgive you for your actions today." ”

The words were spoken in English, and it seemed that Amrit was already very serious. But the Al Jamajira, who was called Jamaji, seemed calm, and she sat down in her chair and said, "I don't question your abilities, sir. From your ride, it seems that you don't belong here, but if someone in your jurisdiction is missing now, will you care? ”

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

"That's good." "Since 10 years ago, when I was a low-class untouchable, there have been people missing in this community, and most of the missing people are children between the ages of 10 and 15, and every year, there are more than a dozen missing here, and the number is not very large, so we will turn a blind eye, but in recent years, more and more people have gone missing, and in the last year, more than 100 people have disappeared here, accounting for nearly one-tenth of the children in this community." I'd like to ask you to take care of this kind of thing, is that okay? ”

"If someone goes missing, you should report it to the sheriff here and have them take care of it." Amrit said solemnly, "It's useless to tie me up here. ”

Bang!

The answer to him was a tea can that had shattered at Amrit's feet. Nita startled, let out a short scream, and clutched her head.

"If it would be useful to refer it to the sheriff, would we make such a decision?" "We've been calling the police since someone went missing ten years ago, but ten years later, more than 300 children have gone missing in this community, and you have turned a blind eye to these missing cases and dragged them on and on," Jamaji said coldly. If this continues, the death of this community is only a matter of time! “

As he spoke, 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 listened and fell into deep thought.

It seems that this third gender person named Jamaji has actually taken over the security of this place, which is really a strange country, which is almost unimaginable in other parts of the world. However, it seems that the locals have encountered some unsolvable problem, which is not handled by the local police department. Thinking of the difficulties he encountered when he went to the police station, Song Wenbin had a realization in his heart. It seems that even in a place like India, there is still no such thing as a vacuum of power.

Amrit was silent for a long time, and said in a little urn voice: "I will report this matter you said, if it is verified, we will send someone to solve it, but you have to let me go first, just tying me here will not do anything." ”

"It's been more than ten years and it hasn't been resolved, why should we trust you." Jamagi said coldly.

"I can't give any guarantees, after all, I'm not a police expert here, and all I can do is help you tell you, but with me in the background, they will definitely help solve it." Amrit swore by it.

But after the words, there was a long, oppressive silence.

…

…

…

Unable to endure the strange silence, Amrit asked, "Do you think that's okay?" ”

Jamagi sighed, stood up, and said, "You're not the first police officer to come here.

Nor was we the first police officer to let go.

There were a lot of people who had been invited by us before, and the most recent one was when the guy took us 300,000 rupees and didn't get any reply, and that was four years ago. ”

Jamaji said, walking to a shrine and burning incense devoutly, saying as she burned incense.

"Those people say exactly the same thing as you, as if you were a puppet made from some kind of special mold.

Nowadays, we don't expect to solve problems in the normal way, because everything that can be done has already been done. ”

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

Her companion stepped forward, expertly pressed Amrit by the shoulder, pulled him up, and leaned against a nearby post. Tied him with a rope and grabbed him by the waistband of his trousers.

"Amrit!

Seeing this, her sister Nita could no longer bear her fear and screamed: "You monsters, yin and yang people, filthy and filthy perverts, what are you going to do to him!?" ”

But with the screams, Nita was also pulled up and leaned hard against the pillar.

"I won't let you go! I won't let you go! Nita struggled desperately, crying out in tears, "As long as I get out of here, I will have you all tied to a pillar and whipped a thousand times, ten thousand times, and not a single one of you will try to run away!" ”

"That's what you mean, isn't it? This is your true attitude, which is why you are indifferent to our requests. Jamagi said.

"Nita!

”

Amrit shouted, sweating coldly, trying to stop his sister's act of adding fuel to the fire.

But then, he let out a scream of fear.

It turned out that it was Hijra on the side who ripped off his pants.

Amrit shuddered, "You ...... What are you going to do? ”

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

With that, Jamaji handed the razor in his hand to Hijra on the side, and said, "Take his high." ”

The Hijra took the razor tremblingly, her eyes wide open, and she did not dare to move.

Hearing this, Amrit couldn't stop trembling, and he was frightened: "You guys are crazy, you guys are crazy, you dare to treat me like this, treat the Mohan family, you are crazy." ”

……

Such a crazy unfolding made Song Wenbin and Wei Ning on the periphery look as wide as copper bells, even if there was no one to translate, Song Wenbin could see what these guys were going to do. Good guys, this is even more exciting than cutting off your head at the entrance of the vegetable market, if this thing is broadcast, I'm afraid the entire Internet will blow up.

Wei Ning also asked timidly, "Disgusting... Do you want to continue filming? ”

"Stop shooting." Song Wenbin said softly: "Let's go." ”

Now Song Wenbin can only be glad that Bao Li is not here, if this guy is here, he will probably be excited to ascend to heaven on the spot. But let alone making a show for this kind of picture, even if it is broadcast by the live broadcast platform, I am afraid that the platform will have to deduct hundreds of thousands of yuan, let alone him who recorded this kind of picture, he can't think about what will happen.

"That's... Do we ignore them? Wei Ning looked at the struggling Amrit and whispered, "They... After all, we were invited to dinner. ”

"What do we do to them?" Song Wenbin shook his head and whispered: "Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans, it's not something we can manage, be careful with yourself." ”

Hearing this, Wei Ning nodded, put away the camera pen that was secretly taken, followed Song Wenbin, and quietly stepped back.

However, in the middle of the crowd, things changed a little, and in the midst of Nita's cries and screams, the Hijra held the little razor, cowering and not daring to start, and the sweat on her head was running down to the ground.

Seeing this, Jamaji was dissatisfied and said, "What are you waiting for, take away his high." ”

The razor-wielding Hijra smiled more ugly than crying, and said in fear, "Mother......"

Seeing this, Jamaji frowned, so she looked around again, and the Hijra she saw with her eyes lowered her head, just like a third-rate student in math class who was swept by the teacher's gaze before answering the question, embarrassed.

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

"Lord Shiva is above ....."

Amrit closed his eyes in despair, with such a sister, he already felt that his height was almost no longer his own.

Seeing this, Jamaji's facial muscles twitched a few times, but soon, she thought of a solution, and she sneered: "Didn't we just recruit two new foreign sisters?" Let them do it, it's also a must-have for Hijra. ”

The person with the knife was relieved, she let out a breath of sweat, and almost fainted, she put down the sharp little razor gratefully, and muttered, "Thank you, mother... Thank you, Mother..."

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

Then, the onlookers dispersed, revealing a passage leading to the center of the ceremony.

"Come here, sister."

Jamagi said to the two of them in the middle of the firelight.

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

"Hurry up!" Jamagi ordered.

The two gritted their teeth and walked up to Jamaji with heavy steps, bowing their heads and trembling slightly, not daring to see anyone.

"Sister, have you studied the most important course in Hijra in China?" Jamagi asked.

"No... No...," Wei Ning said in a sweat.

"The most important and fundamental ability of Hijra is to make another man also a Hijra, and this is the foundation for the expansion and development of our Hijra community, and the source of worship and awe. Since this is fate, let me teach you today how to become a real Hijra. ”

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

Song Wenbin was on the verge of collapse after listening to Wei Ning's translation.

It's just crazy, this old sister seems to be stout, but in fact, there are more eyes than a sieve, she doesn't dare to cut the height of the Brahmin, but let herself be a foreigner to cut the high, good guy If you really cut it, you can pay it back, I'm afraid that the headlines around the world are booked the next day, 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.