When Song Wenbin saw hundreds of Haijirazi in the neighborhood on motorcycles parked next to the film crew's Hailux early the next morning, he was not surprised.

Even if they lose their ability to reproduce, the people at the bottom still desperately want change. In fact, since they were able to transform themselves from men into Hijra, perhaps this is proof that they are not lacking in action.

Without much nonsense, Song Wenbin rode his little R again, which was almost knocked into scrap copper and rotten iron. Carrying Jamaji, the mother of Hijra, and the convoy of film crews, they drove towards Angela's temple.

Director Bowley was so excited about such a spectacular spectacle, carrying a camera and wearing sunglasses, he leaned out of the skylight and watched Song Wenbin ride a motorcycle with more than 100 motorcycles through the streets.

Of course, it wasn't just Bowley who was excited, but the Indians in the city were also quite strange, and after watching Song Wenbin's motorcade drive by, those Indian gai who had nothing to do also rode behind them. Excitedly, I took out my mobile phone and took pictures non-stop.

Although they didn't know anything about what Song Wenbin was going to do, they were going to follow all the way, and the more people they followed, the easier it was to attract more people, and the more people they were going to attract, and at noon Song Wenbin was actually followed by a thousand motorcycles, and even he didn't know how to do it.

Under the guidance of Jamaji, the group came to the col where the Angela temple is located, when Song Wenbin heard about the Angela temple, he felt that it was nothing, and when he saw it on the spot, he also called it a good guy, this thing looks like the Potala Palace, quite extravagant and magnificent.

But now he wants to see through it, and he doesn't care about admiring the temple, and after seeing the ancient temple arch in the distance, he stops the car and walks inward.

But he didn't think that he was still at the door when he was stopped by a monk.

"What are you going to do?" The monk asked.

"I'm on a pilgrimage." Song Wenbin said nonsense after listening to the translation.

"The temple is closed in the near future, please come back at another date." The monk said to him with his hands folded.

The temple is not open? Song Wenbin looked at the low-caste coolies pushing various carts in and out of the temple, and asked, "Why are these people not open to the temple?" ”

"They're in charge of delivering food."

The monk said, "Please come back." ”

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

"How can we get in, then?"

Song Wenbin asked respectfully.

"Do you have an invitation?" The monk asked rhetorically.

"What an invitation."

The monk looked him up and down, shook his head, and said, "Since you don't know what an invitation is, it means that you definitely don't have an invitation, and since you don't have an invitation, please leave early." ”

ran into a wall at the entrance of the temple, Song Wenbin was unwilling, so he could only get out of the car and discuss with Nita and Jamaji.

"This temple doesn't look that easy to get into." Song Wenbin said: "It seems that there are soldiers guarding outside." ”

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"Are you sure Susu is in here?" Nita asked, "If I was really in there, I could have figured out how to deal with those soldiers, but my fear is that if I deal with those soldiers, I won't find anyone in the end, and I won't be able to gain more than I gain." ”

Song Wenbin thought to himself, your brother said it in it, and I couldn't be sure whether it was true or false.

At this moment, a coolie carrying a cart of liquor walked past the three of them, and Jamagi stopped him, shoved him with a rupee, and asked, "Where did you get all these things from?" ”

"The wine and meat are all provided by the farmers on the next manor, just in the back." The laborer took the money, wiped the sweat from his head, and pointed to the small town in the mountains.

"Okay, I see."

Jamaji said to Song Wenbin, "Let's go, go to the town and ask." If there are indeed foreigners brought here, there will be rumors. ”

Song Wenbin felt that it made sense, so he rode a bicycle and came to the town outside the temple with a group of Haijra, this town is very similar to the original Niuxue town of Kurapapala, but it seems that this town is cleaner and more beautifully decorated, and there are some ribbons hanging everywhere on the street, and the lights are colorful, which looks quite a bit of a show atmosphere.

Just when Song Wenbin was curious about whether this was going to be a festival, he didn't go far, he saw a few elephants, those elephants were kept in captivity in the square, scrubbed clean, some migrant workers were wearing various garlands on the elephant's body, putting thick and exquisite cushions on its back, and there was an elephant with a small golden pavilion on its back, shining golden in the sun, looking gorgeous.

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

Nita understood, walked over to the men, and asked, "What are you guys doing here?" ”

One of the elephants said, "This is a wedding elephant for the local high priest." ”

"Huh? That's what it is. ”

"When the time comes, the high priest and the bride will ride on the elephant and bless all living beings." The man folded his hands and said reverently, "This is the most important celebration of the year." ”

Nita's face was a little unsightly, and she asked, "Wedding, what wedding?" ”

Speaking of this, the person in charge of the elephant immediately became happy and excitedly said: "Ram Dastur here is getting married again, and I heard that the wedding couple this time is two very beautiful foreign beauties." ”

Nita turned pale, walked up to Song Wenbin, and translated all the news she had gotten to him. Song Wenbin was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted, and then scolded in his heart.

Tie the knot!?

Two beautiful foreign beauties?

Isn't that Sutina and Huo Yu?

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

The more Song Wenbin thought about it, the more angry he became, he was filming a show in his fucking industry, and he didn't even dare to have the idea of overstepping, paralyzing and smelly, the old Indian still wanted to get married, what grade? You still want to marry his colleague?? Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Out of anger, he actually laughed out loud and said, "Okay, okay, don't make a phone call for such a big thing, right?" ”

Wei Ning said worriedly on the side: "Disgusted... What a hell of a thing... Things seem to have gone a little way out of the way... Or... Let's contact the embassy. ”

Contact the embassy?

Song Wenbin sneered obediently: "What's the connection, my colleague is just getting married, and it's not a big deal, but I didn't send this invitation, it's really too much to say." ”

Detest......

Everyone looked at him with affection.

Song Wenbin's mind spun quickly, and he had an idea almost instantly, he said: "Listen to my arrangement, follow me, and find a way to get in!" ”

Everyone gathered around him, and soon everyone received the task.

When everyone was ordered to go down to prepare, Song Wenbin took out his mobile phone, and regardless of 372, he pulled a small WeChat group and pulled Su tina and Huo Yu in.

Fly in it.

Damn, don't you call me when you get married.

Lao Tzu will pay this money today!