Moyoti, this is a small town hundreds of kilometers away from downtown Bangkok. There is a mountain in the town, and there is a temple in the mountain. There are many Buddha statues in the temple, and of course, there are many bald donkeys.

The film that Ruan Fan took on was a spy thriller. The story tells the story of a pair of male and female gangsters who by chance obtained a Thai four-headed golden Buddha. This golden Buddha concealed the secret of a Buddhist treasure and escaped from hiding.

After being chased and intercepted by all parties, the male and female gangsters secretly came to Thailand.

Subsequently, Agent No. 2 and Agent No. 13, who represent justice, chased to Thailand. They battled wits and courage with male and female gangsters, and finally brought the criminals to justice. The entire script is probably like this.

It's a very old-fashioned drama about officers and soldiers catching robbers, with nothing new, plus small investments and small stars, everything looks so petty and petty.

There are many scenes in this movie that need to be shot in temples, but the crew has a limited budget and cannot afford the big Bodhisattva in Bangkok temple, so they had to go to this quiet town and plan to complete the filming in a small temple here.

Moyudi is a small town located in the corner of the mountains. There is only a small wooden loft hotel in the town, and there are very few rooms. With a few non-staff members, the crew now has a total of thirty-seven people. If you don't want to sleep on the road, change it.

It was freezing to death on the roadside, so several people had to squeeze into a room to sleep, which made the actors in the crew quite complain.

Wu Ming is a happy-go-lucky person. He didn't complain about anything. He just squeezed into the room. He originally wanted to share a room with Bi Leizhen, but he was ruthlessly rejected and looked down upon with indifference.

Damn! You have a tryst with a handsome guy in the morning and sleep with a wealthy businessman's godfather in the evening. A third-rate little singer who rose to the top by virtue of a scandal is pretending that your sister is innocent! You all become comrades and lie in bed to compare notes on kung fu. Will you die? Wu Ming is very dissatisfied.

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There are only a few rooms in the small hotel, and it doesn't even have a separate bathroom. The public toilet is a small rickety shed with two long wooden boards in a big pit. Interested young men can play on the parallel bars.

As an ordinary young man, Wu Ming squatted with fear. If he fell, he would be in trouble. The cold wind poured in through the gaps, making the chrysanthemums feel cold...

"Brother, are you still okay? I can't stand it anymore."

"Yeah, you've been in for ten minutes, come out quickly!"

After squatting for more than ten minutes, if the average person's legs would have been numb, Wu Ming felt no pressure at all and said leisurely: "Pooping depends on the right time and the right place. You must know that haste makes waste. This kind of thing cannot be rushed."

The food in Thailand tastes sour and spicy, and many people in the crew were acclimated and had diarrhea. Wu Ming also had a bad stomach. Unlike the others, he was constipated, but the constipated person entered the hotel's only latrine first, making him wait in line.

People in the restroom were complaining endlessly.

"Do any of you have a newspaper?"

"Are you coming out?"

"No, I can't pull it out. I want to read the newspaper!"

Damn your sister! Everyone is about to pull out, but you, a constipated person, are still occupying the latrine to cause trouble. Wu Ming's words aroused public outrage, and there was a sound of curses and criticism.

At this moment, the crew director Niu Zhenwei crossed his legs and covered his buttocks and rushed to the toilet door like lightning, then slammed the door hard and shouted: "Who is in there? Get out quickly and let me in!"

"If I don't come out, can you bite my ass?"

"Can I call you big brother? I beg you to come out quickly!"

"Sigh... It seems that today is not a good time to poop. Since you are so sincere, okay! I'll let you get better first."

After a while, Wu Ming slowly opened the door and came out. Niu Zhenwei immediately squeezed in. As soon as he closed the door, he heard a roaring sound. The momentum was really overwhelming and majestic!

Wu Ming pinched his nose and couldn't help but said with envy: "Director Niu, I really envy you! It's so smooth!"

Niu Zhenwei was extremely shy and shouted angrily: "I'm so jealous, I have to take off my pants before it's too late!"

A group of people outside the door couldn't help but laugh. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. Everyone was so suppressed that their faces were red. They occupied the pit and made Comrade the director relive an old childhood dream. Wu Ming felt that his merits were immeasurable and he hurried away!

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The night in the town is a bit deserted, and there is basically no nightlife. After dark, a man’s only hobby is sleeping with his wife. In fact, sleeping with his wife is also a very exciting, fresh and interesting thing. Of course, the prerequisite is that he is sleeping with someone else’s wife.

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After Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang finished their supper, they were picking their teeth and walking on the dim street. A Thai woman who was standing on the roadside walked up to them with lotus steps, clasped her hands and bowed, and said politely: "Sawadika!

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"Sawadika!" Wu Ming returned the greeting, and then he started chatting with others. Wu Ming was not proficient in Thai, and could only understand 60-70%, and could not speak coherent sentences, but he could only speak with the locals.

There are no longer any barriers to people communicating.

After chatting for a while, Wu Ming shook his head, took out a thousand baht and handed it to the Thai woman. She took the money and bowed with her hands clasped together, then returned to the roadside with a smile. Zhuge Dachang quickly asked: "What are you talking about?"

?Why did you give her money?"

Wu Ming shrugged and said with a smile: "She didn't say anything, she just invited us to sit at her home."

Zhuge Dachang glanced at him suspiciously and said, "Is it as simple as just sitting around?"

"As long as you pay, you can sit on her or let her sit on you."

Zhuge Dachang said anxiously: "Then what are we waiting for? You have paid all the money!"

Wu Ming grabbed Zhuge Dachang who was eager to try, sighed, and said: "I paid just to send her away, not to go to her house!"

"What's so good about her family? It's her we're going to marry!" After Zhuge Dachang made a joke, based on his understanding of Wu Ming, he knew there must be something inside. He touched his chin and asked seriously: "She

Any problem?"

Wu Ming nodded and said: "She may be a saint who serves the Buddha. If she touches such a woman, something may happen."

"The Saint who serves the Buddha? What is the Saint who serves the Buddha?"

"She is the woman who serves the Buddha. To put it bluntly, she is a woman raised by the temple, who specially sleeps with the great monk."

Zhuge Dachang said angrily: "A dead bald donkey really knows how to enjoy it!"

Wu Ming touched his half-haired head and said angrily: "Don't overturn a boatload of bald heads with one stroke. If you call others bald donkeys, you'll even blame me."

"Hehe..." Zhuge Dachang laughed twice and asked: "Speaking of which, how do you know she is the saint who serves the Buddha? She said it herself?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "How could she say that? I just guessed it by seeing the Buddhist beads on her body and the Buddhist seal between her eyebrows."

"Even if she is some kind of saint who serves the Buddha, why can't we touch her?"

"It's not that you can't touch it, but it's better not to touch it. After all, she is a woman in the temple..." Wu Ming shook his head and said: "The social status of the monks here is very high, and most of them are rich and powerful. If you go against the monks here, you will die.

It’s very ugly.”

Zhuge Dachang asked in confusion: "Since she has such a big backer, why does she still sell her?"

"Maybe it's because of the replacement of the old with the new..." Wu Ming sighed and said, "Many saints who serve Buddha will be abandoned by the temple when they grow old and lose their beauty."

"How do you know this?"

Wu Mingtian replied shamelessly: "Because I am more knowledgeable!"

Zhuge Dachang immediately asked the question, "Then do you know what Bao Qingtian's name is?"

Wu Ming hesitated for a while and said weakly: "Uh... steamed buns?"

Zhuge Dachang sighed: "If Master Bao has a spirit underground, he will definitely come out and kill you!"

Wu Ming said with a smile: "If he emerged from the ground, I would have been scared to death without waiting for him to click!"

Walking on the exotic streets, listening to Wu Ming talk about some local customs, Zhuge Dachang fell into deep thought. This boy seemed to know a lot. Who is he? How many places has he been to? He

How many languages ​​do you speak?

However, he didn't ask anything. Everyone has secrets, just like himself.

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It was only after ten o'clock when Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang returned to the hotel. Because there was no TV or computer in the room, many people in the crew came to the lobby to watch TV to kill time.

As soon as they squatted down in front of the TV, Bi Lezhen came out from the corner. She swung her butt and passed in front of a group of men. She gestured with her hands to ask for something from the hotel owner. Wu Ming blew a rogue whistle and praised in a low voice: "

Wow! What a big butt!”

Zhuge Dachang nodded in agreement and whispered: "It is round and plump, it can be called a good butt!"

Bi Leizhen, who was holding a cucumber in her hand, still had very good ears. When she heard the two whispering, she immediately turned around and cursed: "Pervert!"

Wu Ming blinked and said pointedly: "Can you bear such a big cucumber?"

Bi Leizhen immediately retorted: "It's none of your business. Men who are not as big as a cucumber are all cripples!"

Really not! A group of men lowered their heads in shame. Wu Ming glanced at Zhuge Dachang secretly, hoping that he could exonerate him. Zhuge Dachang quickly glanced at the ceiling and pretended not to see it.

Bi Leizhen and the hotel owner took a knife and slowly sliced ​​the cucumber into slices in front of the counter. Wu Ming touched his nose and asked in surprise: "How can you use cucumber sliced ​​into slices?"

"Stupid!" Zhuge Dachang criticized: "How do you use the piggy bank?"

"Obscene!" Bi Leizhen stamped her feet, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!