In the dimly lit crypt, Amrit was tied to a pillar, gasping for fear in fear. Nita was in a state of dizziness with a large fluctuation of adrenaline, and her whole body was shaking.

Song Wenbin looked at the little razor in his hand, his brain was a little dizzy, counting India, he had already gone to seven countries, and he felt that even if he went to seven more countries, it would be impossible for him to encounter such a ridiculous situation again.

The dozens of Hijira present looked silently at the new sister from abroad, hoping that she would be able to do something they would not dare to do.

But it is impossible for Song Wenbin to do this kind of thing, this kind of behavior of taking height without protective measures, let alone him, I am afraid that the most skilled cleansing master in the Ming Dynasty will not dare to mess around like this.

"Do you think we wouldn't dare do it?"

Jamagi said to Nita, "Yes, maybe we are afraid of you, but we have foreign friends from Hijra, and they are not afraid of you. ”

Hearing this, Nita's breath trembled again, the crazy encounter had made her almost lose the ability to think rationally, she stumbled and said to Song Wenbin, who lowered her head: "Hey..... Hijra, I advise you not to mess around, if you still want to continue to live in this land....."

Song Wenbin was motionless, he couldn't understand Nita's words, but he could sense from her tone that the other party probably meant.

"Come on, it's all right, sister."

Jamaji was still comforting him, "It's a normal thing, and you want to be a real Hijra, don't you?" ”

Song Wenbin looked at Jia Maji's eyes, saw a trace of nervousness in her eyes, and sighed in his heart. Thinking about it, this Mother of Hijra didn't really want to take away Amrit's Gao, and her courage may not have reached this point, because it was almost no good for her, and this sudden action was more like a threat and a helpless coercion in Song Wenbin's eyes.

It's just that it put him on fire.

"Huh... Haha..."

Seeing that Song Wenbin didn't move for a long time, Nita gasped and laughed, and said nervously: "Hijra... How dare you lie to me... Well? Where did you come from, foreign friends, what foreigners can you know with your stinky shit... Well? You think I'm going to believe you, why don't you let us go..... maybe I'll sentence you a few years less for the sake of your acquaintance....."

Jia Maji clenched her fists, she tore off the cloth on Song Wenbin's head with hatred, and said sharply: "Blind your eyes!" What is this complexion, this physiognomy, not a foreigner!? ”

Song Wenbin wanted to cry without tears, he lowered his head in despair, did not say a word, and did not look at Nita. What had happened at this moment had surpassed his entire comprehension of life for twenty-six years. Now he can only stand still, praying that he can get away by playing dead.

But... Obviously, his hairstyle, his figure, the shape of his head, just like Nita instantly recognized him in a prison in Kolkata, after going through the Bull Snow Festival in Kulapappara, just afraid that he would turn to ashes, this Indian black fan could recognize him in an instant.

With great astonishment and disbelief, Nita Mohan shouted the word.

“y... yan…？？？？？ ”

Everything that happened at this moment was so real and illusory, even beyond her imagination, her cognition.

Amrit on the side was also stunned, and after listening to his sister's call, he also recognized this man with his head down, desperate and ashamed.

It's unbelievable, the last time I saw him was a man, this time it turned into Hijra, and the two big bulges on this guy's chest, is that serious?

“y… yan…？？？ ”

Nita shuddered again.

Even she couldn't tell how much of the cry was anger and how much was joy.

Song Wenbin knew that he couldn't hide anymore, so he could only raise his head, look at the brothers and sisters of the Mohan family, and show a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Hello, Amrit, hello, Nita... Long time no see... Forehead... I mean, I haven't seen you in hours..."

Jamagi next to her was also stunned, the development of things was obviously beyond her imagination, and the foreign Haijra she saved casually looked like she was the same as the man and woman in front of her... Know...

“yan！

！ ”

Nita burst into tears at this moment.

Obviously, it was because of the existence of this hateful man in front of her that she was reduced to the current step.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have come to Chhattisgarh at all, she wouldn't have come across this group of Hijra, and she wouldn't have been caught in this abominable place with Amrit and suffered such great humiliation.

She was so annoyed that she struggled frantically, shouting over and over again, "Yan!

yan！

yan！

yan！

I hate you!

I hate you!

”

The cry was like Du Juan's cry of blood, and no more than three people present could understand it.

But those who don't know the complex and extreme emotions, I thought that Song Wenbin had enlarged the other party's belly, and also exercised mental control over her, and finally abandoned her ruthlessly.

The screams were so terrible that the group of Hijra even looked at Nita with sympathetic eyes.

Even Wei Ning on the side had a gloomy complexion, his face was sluggish and withered, like a walking corpse that had lost all his vitality and soul.

Although he was still wearing a headscarf, although no one cared about him, just standing beside Song Wenbin, he could feel the incomparably huge embarrassment, in the face of that embarrassment, even the soul would flee, he couldn't imagine what kind of social death he was experiencing at this moment.

"Miss Nita, you... Be sensible. Song Wenbin said in embarrassment.

"How do you want me to be sensible!

”

Nita cried out frantically.

"How do you want me to be sensible!

”

She cried out with a distorted face, "Look what a situation you've put me in!

You have disgraced my family!

You...... You made me ...... by this group ...... by this group!

”

Thinking of something, she turned her head reluctantly, looked at Jamaji with blood-red eyes, and screamed, "You guys have been deceived by him!"

You have been deceived by him!

He's not a Hijra at all!

He's just a completely normal man!

A big liar!

A peerless liar!

”

Song Wenbin covered his face hopelessly.

To be honest, even without Wei Ning's translation, he knew what Nita was howling.

"Disgusting... You're not Hijra? Jamagi was shocked.

"No, no, no, I'm Hijra." Song Wenbin said.

Because of the simplicity of the phrase, he even said it in English: "Yes, im haijila!" ”

"Nope! You're not!

Nita screamed.

"I am." Song Wenbin looked at Wei Ning and said: "I am called the last eunuch of the 21st century by others in China, if I am not Haijra, who else is Haijra?" ”

Wei Ning sweated, and Huang Dou smiled and cried to help Song Wenbin translate this sentence.

But apparently Jamahaki did not believe his words, and she said, "This is our Marta temple in Hijra, and apart from these judged outsiders, only Hijra can come in, and if you are not Hijra, I cannot account to Mother Marta Mother." ”

"I'm really Hijra."

Song Wenbin said firmly: "24k pure Hijra, Hijra in Hijra, no one in this world is more pure than me." ”

"You're lying!

Lie!

You big liar!

”

Nita immediately denied: "Do you think you can get mixed up by wearing a woman's clothes, I tell you, you don't want to deceive me again this time, don't deceive anyone in this land again." ”

"I'm not lying, please trust me." Song Wenbin said sincerely to Jamaji.

Jamagi couldn't be rectified, she felt that Nita wasn't lying, but the sister in front of her looked so sincere.

Finally, she made a decision, raised her hand, and said, "This is a serious question, but it is also a very good question to prove, you want to prove that you are a Hijra, it's very simple. ”

Well?

As soon as these words came out, everyone present instantly became curious.

Jamaji pushed Song Wenbin in front of the screaming Nita and said, "Go, touch her body, don't pull down every inch, if you don't react, then we can be sure that you are a real Hijra." ”

The group of Hijra suddenly realized, and immediately whispered, nodding their heads again and again.

Nita's excitement froze on her face, and Amrit on the side was almost fainting, and he roared, "Is this kind of thing important!?" Aren't you looking for some missing child? Why do you care if this guy is a Hijra or not!? ”

"Can you do it?"

Jamagi asked Amrit coldly.

Amrit almost choked to death at the words.

Jamagi smiled contemptuously, "If you can't solve anything, I'd rather focus on gender determination, trust me, it's important, very, very important." ”

Song Wenbin listened to Jamaji's words, and everyone was stupid.

He looked at Nita.

Nita looked at him too.

Speechless and choked.

Some invisible energy is throwing this Indian black powder that has never met before into a boiling crucible at the same time, and no one can escape.

A group of Hijra squatted down, and some even took out a magnifying glass and carefully aimed at Song Wenbindang, trying to capture the slightest hint of boki.

Then, Jamaji, the mother of Hijra, unceremoniously reached out and pulled Nita's clothes off, ordering, "Touch! ”

Nita cried again, but this time the cry was no longer as sharp and arrogant as before, but replaced by deep humiliation and grievance.

"How can you do this to me... Why are you doing this to me... Why... Why..."

She couldn't imagine why she had fallen into such a situation, obviously three days ago, she was still the daughter of the Mohan family, enjoying a life of fine clothes and food, but just three days later, she was tied to a pillar and experienced such crazy torture.

"Why," she cried, "please... You let me go... Leave me alone..."

Nita's crying appearance made Song Wenbin involuntarily think of Sutina, he felt a little pain in his heart, and it was extremely complicated, in this unpredictable land, will she be treated like this, will she also encounter some kind of accident, the little colleague who has been calling Brother Song Brother Song, is it safe now.

He glanced at Amrit, who looked in pain on the side, and finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, shook his head, and said, "I won't touch her, even if I have to prove that I am Hijra, I won't touch her." ”

"What? Don't you want to prove your gender? ”

Jamaki asked dangerously, "That's all the reason why we agree with you, if you deceive me, you deceive all Hijra, Hijra will not tolerate deception, you will be cursed by all Hijra." ”

When Song Wenbin heard this, he just silently helped the crying Nita to put on his clothes, and then he said surgingly: "You also said just now, if you can't solve the problem, so you'd rather focus on gender identification, but I think if I can solve a little problem, then does it mean that you don't have to identify my gender." ”

Hirjra's mother Jamaji was stunned, the crying Nita stopped crying, and looked at Song Wenbin with a sob, under the dim light, this hateful guy in women's clothes changed inexplicably... It's what she sees in the video again...

After watching it for a while, Nita couldn't help crying again, but this time crying was no longer hoarse, but silently sobbing, somewhat with some happiness, and with indescribable sadness and sadness.

"Can you solve the problem?"

Jamagi snorted and skeptically, "What problems can you solve?" ”

"Superficial problems, probably." Song Wenbin shrugged his shoulders and said, "I am Chinese, and I am very good at lake lanes... No, I'm good at problem solving. ”

After listening to the translation, Jamagi was still a little hesitant.

Song Wenbin continued: "You can not trust the police here, because you gave them a chance, but they didn't grasp it, but you didn't give me a chance, did you? Give me a chance. ”

Jamaji stared at Song Wenbin for a while, hooked his fingers, and Haijra, who was squatting on the ground to observe whether Song Wenbin reacted, stood up and whispered, "Mother, he didn't react just now." ”

Hearing this, Jamaji was moved, she finally nodded and said, "I have to say, you have aroused my curiosity. Honestly, there are very few people who can remain calm in the face of such a woman, and at this point, I would like to believe that you are a Hijra. ”

When Nita heard this, she sobbed even more sadly.

"Long live understanding." Song Wenbin said: "Please let them go, they chased me to this place, and there is no causal relationship with you, these things have nothing to do with them." ”

"It's okay to give you a chance, but I know this man's uniform." Jamaji pointed at Amrit and said, "He's a police officer, just like those guys who don't do anything. And the level is higher than theirs, and if I let him go, it will attract his revenge. ”

"You know, you know how dare you do that?" Amrit couldn't help but grit his teeth and asked, at this moment he was already out of anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"With 10 percent fewer children every year, this community is dying." Jamaji said indifferently: "Death is going to die, what else dare you do." ”

"Anyone can say it, but you Hijra are not qualified to say it." Amrit rebuked angrily, "How many people do you transform each year into Hijra who has no ability to reproduce, don't pretend to be sympathetic to me!" ”

Jamaji looked at Amrit coldly, not defending or communicating more, it was meaningless.

"Alright, don't say any more."

At this time, Song Wenbin said: "My time is precious, I don't have time to waste here, so let's do it." This woman is his sister, someone he values very much. You leave this sister here and let this man go. As long as your problem is solved, I will return my sister to him, is that okay? ”

Before Jamaji could speak, Amrit couldn't help but ask, "Yan, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"I know, Mr. Mohan, if I were you, at least wait until I can put on my pants before I question anyone." Song Wenbin said.

After listening to the translation, Amrit had no choice but to shut up.