Chapter 30 30, Ceremony

After Song Wenbin had an incredible conversation with African man Babu, the crew received amazing treatment.

Although Babu did not give up on the idea of ​​kidnapping the director and photographer for a high ransom, it did not prevent them from giving the director a good environment. They brought some bread and water to the photographer and director, and did not

Beat them for no reason.

However, the bread looked dirty and had dust on it. The director didn't want to eat it, so he threw it to the black man who was guarding him. The black man got the bread and ate it voraciously.

After listening to Song Wenbin's words, the black man Babu took a group of people out.

Although Su Tina had a lot of things to ask Song Wenbin, she didn't dare to ask, for fear that a black man would understand Chinese. Moreover, Song Wenbin felt exhausted physically and mentally after the negotiations, and lay down on the ground and started to sleep loudly.

Su Tina was impressed that she could sleep in such a place. She sat next to Song Wenbin and stared at the director who was calling.

The director was confiscated his mobile phone and could only use the worn-out little spiritual communication to call the seal's senior executives. However, when the seal's senior executives asked where they were, no one in the crew could tell, and only said that they were taken to

In a very remote church more than 100 kilometers away from Lagos.

When Song Wenbin woke up from his sleep, it was already early in the morning. He was dragged by a group of people and pushed onto a pickup truck. Then the black people here drove their own cars and brought the kidnapped people in the dark.

Driving deep in the jungle.

After walking around for another half an hour, he was taken to a broken wooden house in the wilderness. This was probably a deserted plantation, full of withered sugarcane roots, which were extremely desolate.

The Sutina man was already numb. She had never seen such a genius before. Looking at the others, the crew members were probably all numb. They could only stand behind Song Wenbin in a daze, like a puppet man.

of.

Song Wenbin muttered.

The director was very satisfied and asked in a low voice: "Are there any films on the road?"

A little brother brought a torch on the side, and Song Wenbin hurriedly climbed down from the roof.

I heard Song Wenbin grow cotton rhythmically.

Su Tina looked at the black men beside her with awe, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She couldn't help but move to the director quietly and asked, "Director Bao."

The blazing fire illuminated everyone's face, and Babu stood beside Song Wenbin and praised: "After passing your ceremony, I felt that I felt much more relaxed. It's really great. Do you know? I

After knowing that my son's grades were not good, my mother kept asking those damn witch doctors to knock my butt with big stones. She had been knocking her for half a month, but it didn't work."

Sure enough, several old pickup trucks drove out of the forest and stopped in front of the wooden house.

"My people are gone, and they will arrive before dawn."

Song Wenbin used a gesture to signal him to throw away the gun. At this moment, he turned into a priest, with a serious expression.

“Who is the mini camera on?”

Song Wenbin couldn't understand what he was saying, but when he saw him laughing, Song Wenbin's heart gradually sank. He must be no one from the embassy.

Song Wenbin said: "I want to recite some spells to drive away bad luck for you."

The car stopped in front of the abandoned wooden house. Babu stood in front of the wooden house, spread his arms to Song Wenbin, and welcomed: "Song, I have found the materials you mentioned."

As soon as the idea came out, Song Wenbin was shocked by his own thoughts.

As he said that, he pulled open his pants and asked Song Wenbin to see that there was indeed a large bruise on his butt.

Babu threw AK47 to his subordinates without saying a word.

"Heaven is above, hell is below. Evil things remain below, pure things are above. Do you want to be above or below?" Song Wenbin asked.

Song Wenbin pulled the hem of his clothes again and signaled him to start taking off his clothes.

Song Wenbin began to dip water with his hands, letting the water drip on the forehead of the black man Babu, and while dripping, he muttered: "Grow cotton, plant cotton, plant cotton, plant cotton, Buddha bless you to plant cotton, Jesus bless you to plant cotton,

Allah bless you to grow cotton, go to North America, go to Australia to grow cotton, grow cotton, pick cotton, eat watermelon, don’t criticize your hips, you will be beaten if you are disobedient.”

"Everyone of you is a bunch of lunatics."

The photographer ignored Sutina and admired what was happening on the roof with intoxicated eyes, as if he was appreciating a work of art, completely forgetting that he was in Africa and was kidnapped.

She murmured.

Babu did as he did.

Babu immediately started taking off his clothes until he had a pair of underwear left and Song Wenbin said, "It's OK!"

Babu jumped straight from the roof, waved his hand, shouting loudly.

"That's great." Babu couldn't wait, "Then how should we do it."

Feel the gentle drops of water sliding down from your forehead.

"Song Wenbin."

The photographer said.

But Song Wenbin did not intend to stay with them. When Babu's men set up the ladder, he and Babu climbed up the roof directly and did not even bring an interpreter.

Song Wenbin understood that his work was not finished yet and he could not reveal it. He immediately walked to the pile of things that flies disliked, and checked them in a pretentious manner. Then, he wiped the tears that were smoked and said.

: "Are you the only ones? Where are the dancing priests?"

At this time, the photographer who had been translating Song Wenbin said respectfully and intoxicatedly: "Teacher Yan is my idol."

The director looked at the roof without looking back and whispered: "You said."

However, at this moment, a little brother walked to Babu and whispered something to his ear. Babu's face changed slightly, and he whispered to him.

"So fast"

Song Wenbin looked at the moon in the sky. The moon had already set westward, and dawn might be coming soon. I don’t know if Huo Yu had contacted the embassy. If he contacted the embassy, ​​they could find it in this wilderness.

Is it?

Time passed by minute by minute, and Song Wenbin heard the sound of a car engine coming from the depths of the dense forest. Babu, a black man lying under Song Wenbin, sat up and scared Song Wenbin.

"It's been on, but I don't know how the effect is."

The photographer whispered: "Since he did live broadcasts, I've been his fan."

"Will he be true?"

Several barefoot old men in exaggerated and gorgeous robes were supported by someone and walked out of the pickup.

"Mis misogynistic, his online name."

Babu said confidently.

Then he secretly hated him in his heart.

Sutina was shocked and shouted: "Are you his fan!?"

Song Wenbin rubbed his eyes, and a stench that soared into the sky made him wake up from his confused state in an instant. It turned out that in the abandoned house, there were a pile of brown substances and a few black and white bloody butts.

, and the stench soared into the sky came from the black and white butt.

At this time, the rain that had lasted for a day ended, and a huge moon and countless stars appeared quietly from the sky. A group of black people stood on the ground, staring at the two people on the roof like a fox.

He said to Babu, "We need to go to the roof."

“Go to the roof?”

Song Wenbin lay on the stinking roof, crossed his hands and made a lie flat position.

Soon, a large bucket of clear water came to Song Wenbin.

Babu was obviously very satisfied with him, and as soon as he got on the roof, he asked Song Wenbin what to do.

The director was still silent. To be honest, he was also very suspicious of what kind of monster the male guest the program team found for him.

Song Wenbin said these things he didn't understand at the time, just to delay some time, and to the embassy people to come to rescue. But unexpectedly, after just a sleep, this black-sized brother actually gave these inexplicable materials.

Find all of them.

Sutina hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help it: "What did he do before?"

Sutina didn't know how many times she was stupid today. She stared at the director holding the pen in his ear, aimed the pen tip at the roof, and took a photo.

Song Wenbin smiled, a little reluctant.

At this moment, he was sitting next to the sleeping black man, but he didn't feel relaxed at all. The black man in front of him was about the same height as him, but his muscles were bulging and his blood vessels were thick. He looked like he was not a good person at first sight. Although his neck was exposed

In front of Song Wenbin, he didn't dare to do anything. First, there were all bandits holding guns, and second, if there was a fight, his hand-to-hand combat would definitely not be the opponent of the black man.

"Let your men get some clear water."

A photographer stood up secretly, took out a pen from his arms, handed it to Bao Li, and said, "Give it."

Su Tina gestured: "Is it really a fortune teller apprentice."

Babu felt as if he had been purified and was floating in the air. He couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.

The director is silent.

He stared at the car lights deep in the dense forest and took a few glances, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Song Wenbin: "It's the priests, the priests are here."

Babu was puzzled.

The torch soon ignited the stinky hut full of hay, and the blazing fire rose up in the clearing. A priest had already received orders and began to dance crazy dances around the burning wooden house. Their limbs were twitching and turning.

Rolling his eyes, looking like he was joking.

Although Babu couldn't understand Song Wenbin's words, he could understand what he meant.

"Who is Teacher Yan?"

"Of course, this is Africa, and it's hard to find wild animals." He said proudly: "How is it! When will we start the purification ceremony?"

Song Wenbin:

"When I go back this time, I must bury that damn guy alive with a stone. Compared with your method, his method is simply too primitive and backward."

It would be great if Huo Yu was there.

There are two worlds below the roof. On the roof, Song Wenbin didn't know that he had recited the cotton mantra hundreds of times, and Babu fell asleep.

The director couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

If it weren't for that crazy woman, how could she have fallen into this situation? She would have paid some money earlier and she would have finished it. Maybe she had already arrived in Lagos now.

Seeing Babu looking confident, Song Wenbin thought that he would be unhappy with this guy at this time. He followed his words and said: "Very good. As long as you can drive away the shadows, your family's fortune will be

The steadily rising will not only improve your son’s achievements, but also your career and your family’s career.”

Babu suddenly realized and was so excited that he could not express his words. He could only pat Song Wenbin on the shoulder and kept giving him a thumbs up.

Sutina:….

"I like this courage so much."

Babu knew that his hands crossed and lay down.

Although Song Wenbin seemed calm, in fact, he was observing Babu's face all the time, and his nerves remained highly nervous. Seeing his face slightly changed, he suddenly became nervous. Due to pressure, he slowly came out of his pocket.

Take out a cigarette and light it.

Soon, my brother left.

At this time, Babu suddenly asked Song Wenbin: "Seven cars had collided with us before, but we only brought back six cars, and one car disappeared. Do you know the owner of that car?

”

The pressure suddenly increased, and the confusing unknown and reality made Song Wenbin not know how to answer. Each answer may point to a different result.
Chapter completed!