The women in the robes, with red marks on their foreheads, many of them slightly fat, were toiling in the fields, and when they passed by a mine, they could even be seen digging with a sledgehammer. When you go to the village, you see men idling around.

", do Indian men eat?" Osama couldn't help but say, looking at the situation here, it made them feel the urge to beat those men.

This is the Indian characteristic, Mhammad thought in his heart, the women here, from birth, are a burden, when they get married, they have to give a large bride price to the man, after marriage, they still have to work, they have to work, they are just men's slaves.

This is characteristic of the Indian countryside, and there are even men who will kill their wives and marry another one again, and there will be no punishment under the law. At the same time, India is an area with a high incidence of strong health crimes, and the men here have that kind of unique look when they look at women.

After flying to New Delhi, they rented ten trucks and headed south towards Kerala, where Nepalese passports made it very easy for them to do so.

But, sitting in the car and looking at the peculiar sight of India, Osama finally got angry, are the men here still men?

"yes, they just eat." Mhammad said.

Mhammad's words made Osama suddenly grin again.

In the distance, some palaces and temples can already be seen, and the Padmanaba Swamy Temple in Kerala is finally in sight.

The convoy stopped in the forest outside, and Mhammad took Osama and walked there.

Covered in dust, dressed in Nepalese robes, Mhammad and Osama. It looks like a devout Buddhist believer going on a pilgrimage.

"There's something about the woman here." Seeing the girl in front of the temple, Osama couldn't help but mutter, "A hundred times stronger than the old women in those villages." ”

"These are the holy women of India." Mhammad said.

Saints, as noble as they sound, are, in fact, the most pitiful women. In India, many girls from poor families reach puberty. She was forced to sell herself in the monastery and became a sex slave to the senior monks and elders, so she was called a "holy woman". Due to the chaos of sexual life, these people are a group with a high incidence of AIDS, and when they are young, they can still survive by their faces, and when they are old and decrepit, they can only die alone.

When necessary, one must dedicate oneself to the temple. When they don't need it, they return to poor families and get a meager income, which is actually very similar to prostitution.

The soaring roof, covered with intricate reliefs, is home to the Hindu temple, the Padmanaba Swamy Temple, which houses the protective god Vishnu.

"Two guests from Nepal. Hello. "At the gate of the temple, watch the two of Mhammad and Osama dressed up. The monks guarding the door knew that it was a pilgrim from Nepal.

The two of them were dusty, and their clothes were full of dust.

"We came here with pious faith in the hope of coming to the temple to worship Vishnu Buddha and at the same time pay some incense money." Mhammad said. I pulled out a stack of dollars, and there were hundreds.

Looking at these dollars, the eyes of the monk at the door suddenly widened, this is really a rich man!

"Donor, please inside." The monk said, "The Buddha is in the main hall. ”

The incense here is very strong. Many Indians also come to worship, almost all of them are naked, with a white cloth wrapped underneath.

In front of the idol, after the worship was over, Muhammad heard the monk next to him say, "In order to thank the two of you for your respect for the gods, the elder has sent two holy women to thank you, please come with me." ”

In addition to the special consumption of the monks in the monastery, the rich people who have offered a large amount of incense money can enjoy it, and after the monks reported the matter of Mhammad to the elders, the elders immediately called two holy women.

"Thank you." Mhammad said.

Osama kept denying in his heart that these saints, Osama definitely didn't want to touch them.

However, Osama resolutely followed Mahmad, and Osama went wherever Mahmad went.

In the room on one side, the monk stopped and said, "The holy woman is inside, please let you in." ”

Mhammad pushed open the door, and a window opened in front of him, and the sunlight was shining through the window, shining into the room, and there was a futon on the floor, and two holy women were sitting.

It seems that he is about sixteen or seventeen years old, his figure is not fat, his skin is a little dark, and his big eyes are looking at the two people who came in at the door.

"The great deity has asked us to offer our condolences to two Nepalese pilgrims." One woman said, "Both are devout believers. ”

The woman was dressed very little, and her front chest had two lumps of flesh, trembling slightly as she spoke.

Closing the door, Osama automatically twisted his head to the side, he would rather fight on the battlefield with an AKM rifle than face such a woman.

"Sit down, we may be able to talk first." Mhammad said to the two holy women.

Vesali and Ashmita, the two holy women who served the temple, suddenly showed a trace of surprise on their faces, they were specially serving the temple, such a reception, I don't know how many times, those men saw them, they couldn't wait to strip them naked, and now, the two men who came in were not at all different.

Their eyes were clear, and they did not have that kind of desire, and the two of them suddenly felt a sense of relief, although they had become saints, they were destined to dedicate themselves, but there was no difference between entertaining pilgrims in this way and answering the call.

"It's a little meaning, please accept it." Mhammad said, magically pulling out two bottles of perfume.

There is no woman who doesn't love beauty, and the two girls in front of her must like it too.

"Sister, it's perfume!" Ashmita said.

"Well, it smells good." Veshali also said.

Seeing the two girls accept the gifts, Mhammad continued: "I came here to worship the gods here the most, I wonder if there are other gods in the side hall here?" ”

"There is only Buddha Vishnu here." Veshali said.

"I want to go here and look around." "The reliefs on this wall are really nice. ”

Mhammad saw that there were still carvings on the walls, and it must have taken a lot of labor to build the temple in the first place.

When they heard Mhammad say this, the two girls were taken aback.

As he spoke, Mahmad approached the wall and saw that the reliefs were images of the most primitive piston movements. Grandma's, how is this so?

Mhammad coughed, "Can I go around and have a look?" ”

"Of course, we are willing to be your tour guide if you wish." The two saints said.

"That's right, thank you." Mhammad said.

"This hall has a total of six floors, except for the elder's room, we can see everywhere." Veshali said.

"Labor leads the way." Mhammad said.

Along the way, those believers saw the two holy women coming, and they all knelt down and kowtowed, and the holy woman simply nodded, even if it was over.

Holy women are respected in the hearts of the poor because they serve the monks, who are the representatives sent down from heaven.

After a few hours of wandering around the upper floors, I finally came to the lower floor.

"What's there?" Mhammad asked, pointing to a spot, a mottled gate separating it.

"A secret room that has been closed for more than a hundred years." Ashmita said: "Outsiders say that there is treasure inside, but in fact, there is nothing. ”

Hearing Ashmita's words, Veshali was shocked, you can't just say this! When they first came here, the two of them had been there, but unfortunately they didn't find anything.

Of course, there was nothing left, and when the later generations were excavating, there was nothing in the secret room, and later a few large stones were pushed away, and there was a secret passage inside. Walking down the secret passage, the Indians discovered a mountain of treasures.

These secret rooms are the important places of the temple, and it is strictly forbidden to enter without permission, and the two holy women entering it are already a taboo in the temple.

"We are here to worship the Buddha." "We are very happy today, thanks to the two messengers of the gods who took us on this tour, and it is time for us to take our leave," said Muhamad. ”

Vesali and Ashmita were finally relieved that the two visitors did not need their physical services, and they had been given perfume, which was what the two girls from poor families wanted the most.

Watching the two pilgrims leave, the two girls looked at each other, their faces full of smiles, although they were forced to contribute to the temple, they were still in their best years, they were beautiful girls.

Back where the convoy stopped, it was very secluded all around, in the forest, and not a single Indian was in sight.

"There are sixty-three monks in the monastery." Osama said, "There should be one or two elders, mainly on the first floor, and if we want to do it, we can kill them all in three minutes." ”

Muhammad donated money for incense and received the services of the saints, all of which were planned, so that he could wander around the temple.

Osama followed Mahmad, always paying attention to the situation around him, and the sharp eyes he cultivated from the battlefield allowed him to grasp the situation around him.

"The treasure should be in the basement, and we can use explosives to blow open the basement door." Osama continued.

"No, we can't make too much of a fuss." "If we kill those people in the temple, there will definitely be a large group of Indians with knives chasing us," Mhammad said. ”

"So what are we going to do?" Osama said.

"It's simple, with our baby." Mhammad said, pulling out a box from the car. (To be continued......)