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  Mo Yao Ti, a small town over 100 kilometers away from Bangkok's city center. There is a mountain in the town, and on the mountain there is a temple with many Buddha statues, of course, also many bald donkeys.

  The movie that Ruan Fan is about to shoot is a spy war film, the story tells about a pair of male and female gangsters who coincidentally get a Thai four-headed golden Buddha, this golden Buddha hides a secret of Buddhist treasure, after evading pursuit from all sides, the male and female gangsters sneak into Thailand.

  Then, the No. 2 agent representing justice and the No. agent chased to Thailand, they fought wits and bravery with the male and female gangsters, and finally brought the criminals to justice, and the whole script is roughly like this.

  The extremely clichéd plot of officials and soldiers catching thieves is not novel at all. With a small investment and small-time stars, everything about it feels so petty and unrefined. It's really hard to make it a great work. If this film becomes popular, it would be an injustice!

  The film has many scenes to be shot in temples, but the crew's budget is limited and cannot afford the big Buddha in Bangkok temples, so they have to run to this small town where birds don't even shit, planning to complete the shooting in the small temple here.

  Mo Yao Di is a small town nestled in the mountains, with only one wooden structure inn, and very few rooms. With a few extra personnel, there are now thirty-seven people in the crew. If they don't want to sleep on the streets and freeze to death, several people have to squeeze into one room to get some rest, which has caused quite a bit of complaint among the actors.

  Wu Ming is a carefree person, he didn't complain about anything, just squeeze in. He originally wanted to share a room with Bi Lijian, but was met with ruthless rejection and cold disdain.

  Wow! In the morning, I had a secret meeting with a handsome guy, and at night, I slept with a rich businessman. A third-rate pop star who rose to fame through scandalous rumors about her love life, pretending to be innocent and pure! Let's make friends and exchange skills in bed, or are you going to die? Wu Ming was very dissatisfied.

  The small hotel room is nothing to mention, and there is no independent toilet. The public toilet is a rickety little shed that seems about to collapse, with just one big pit and two long wooden boards straddling it. Young people who are interested can try playing on the parallel bars.

  As an ordinary young man, Wu Ming cowered with fear. If he fell down, it would be a disaster. The cold wind blew in through the gaps, and the chrysanthemum was chillingly cool...

  "Big brother, aren't you better yet? I'm about to collapse."

  "It's been ten minutes since you went in, hurry up and come out!"

  He crouched for over ten minutes, and an ordinary person's legs would have gone numb long ago. Wu Ming didn't feel any pressure and said leisurely, "The art of taking a dump requires the right timing and location. You should know that if you rush, you won't succeed. This kind of thing can't be hurried."

  Thai food is sour and spicy, many people in the crew had diarrhea due to the water and soil not suiting them, Wu Ming also got a bad stomach, but unlike others, he was constipated. He happened to be the first one to enter the only toilet in the hotel, leaving those waiting in line to curse their luck.

  "Does anyone have a newspaper?"

  "Is it coming out?"

  "No, can't pull it out, think of a newspaper!"

  Sister! Everyone is about to be pulled out, and the constipated one still occupies the toilet, Wu Ming's words triggered public outrage, a burst of curses and condemnations erupted.

  At this moment, the director of the crew, Niu Zhenwei, clutched his legs together and covered his buttocks as he rushed to the toilet door like a whirlwind. He pounded on the door heavily and shouted: "Who's inside? Get out quickly and let me in!"

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

  "May I call you big brother? Please come out quickly!"

  "Alas... it's not suitable to take a dump today. With such sincerity, okay! Let me hold it in for now."

  After a while, Wu Ming slowly opened the door and came out. Niu Zhenwei immediately squeezed in, and as soon as he closed the door, he heard a loud noise coming from inside, with an aura that was truly overwhelming and majestic!

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

  Niu Zhenwei's face turned red with rage as he bellowed: "What are you envious of, I haven't even had time to take off my pants yet!"

  A group of people outside the door couldn't help but want to laugh, but didn't dare to, each one's face was red from holding it in. Wu Ming felt he had done a great deed and quickly made a run for it after ruining Director Tang's nostalgic dream!

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  The night in the small town is a bit deserted, with basically no nightlife. After dark, men's only hobby is sleeping with their wives. In fact, sleeping with one's wife is also a very exciting and fresh thing, of course, as long as it's someone else's wife!

  Wu Ming and Zhu Ge Da Chang finished their midnight snack, walking on the dimly lit street with a toothpick in his mouth. A Thai woman standing by the roadside walked up to them, her hands clasped together in a bow, politely saying: "Sawatdee ka!"

  "Sawatdee!" Wu Ming returned a greeting, and then he started chatting with the locals in a mixture of Thai and broken language. Wu Ming wasn't fluent in Thai and could only understand about 60-70% of it, but he was able to communicate without any major obstacles.

  After chatting for a few sentences, Wu Ming shook his head and handed over 1,000 Thai baht to the Thai woman. She took the money with both hands clasped together and bowed her head, then smiled and returned to the side of the road. Zhuge Dachang hastily asked: "What were they talking about? Why did he give her money?"

  Wu Ming shrugged and smiled: "Nothing, she just invited us to sit at her home."

  Zhuge Dachang gave him a suspicious glance and said, "Is it just that simple to sit down?"

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

  "What are we waiting for? The money has been paid!"

  Wu Ming held back the eager Zhuge Dachang, sighed and said: "I paid the money just to get rid of her, not to go to her home!"

  "What's good about her family, we're the ones who are good to her!" Zhuge Dachang made a joke and then, with his understanding of Wu Ming, knew that there must be something behind it. He stroked his chin and asked seriously: "Is she having some kind of problem?"

  Wu Ming nodded and said, "She might be a Buddhist nun, running into such a woman could lead to trouble."

  "Who is the Maid of Orleans? What is the Maid of Orleans?"

  "She is a woman who serves the Buddha's ancestors, in short, she is a woman raised by the temple, specializing in accompanying great monks to sleep."

  "Damn it, you really know how to enjoy yourself!"

  Wu Ming rubbed his bald head and said, "Don't knock over a boat of bald heads with one stick, scolding others as bald donkeys, and including me in the scolding."

  "Haha......" Zhuge Dachang chuckled twice and asked, "By the way, how did you know she was the Servant Saintess? Did she say so herself?"

  Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "How could she possibly say that? I just saw the Buddhist beads on her body and the Buddha mark between her eyebrows, so I guessed it."

  "Even if she's some kind of holy maiden, why can't we touch her?"

  "It's not that you can't touch, it's just best not to touch, after all she is a temple woman..." Wu Ming shook his head and said: "The social status of monks here is very high, most are wealthy and powerful, going against the monks here will make you die a terrible death."

  Zhuge Dachang asked inexplicably: "Since her backer is so powerful, why does she still need to come out and sell?"

  "It's probably because of the replacement of old and new... " Wu Ming sighed, saying: "Many Buddhist nuns will be abandoned by the temple after they grow old and lose their beauty."

  "How did you know these?"

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

  "Does anyone know what Bao Qingtian's real name is?" asked Zhuge Dachang immediately.

  Wu Ming hesitated for a moment and weakly said: "Uh... baozi?"

  "If Lord Bao's spirit is still with us, he would surely rise up and put an end to this!"

  "He would have scared me to death before he even spoke if he had emerged from the ground!"

  Walking on the streets filled with exotic and romantic atmosphere, listening to Wu Ming talk about local customs, Zhuge Dachang fell into deep thought. This little guy seems to really understand a lot, what kind of person is he? How many places has he been to? How many languages can he speak?

  But he didn't ask anything, everyone has secrets, just like himself.

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  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang returned to the hotel just after 10 o'clock, because there was no TV or computer in the room, many people from the crew came to the lobby TV to pass the time.

  They had just crouched down in front of the TV when Bilian came out from around the corner. She swiveled her hips as she walked past a group of men, gesturing with her hands to ask the hotel owner for something. Wu Ming let out a low whistle and softly exclaimed, "Wow! What a big butt!"

  Zhuge Dachang nodded in agreement and whispered: "Plump and full, what a great butt!"

  Bilijian's ears were still sharp, and she heard the two whispering to each other. She immediately turned around and scolded: "You rascals!"

  Wu Ming blinked and said with a hint of meaning: "Can you handle such a big cucumber?"

  Bì Ruìzhēn immediately retorted: "What's it to you? Any man smaller than a cucumber is useless!"

  It really didn't! A man lowered his head in shame, Wu Ming secretly glanced at Zhuge Dachang, hoping he could speak up for him. Zhuge Dachang quickly shifted his gaze to the ceiling, pretending not to see.

  Bì Ruìzhēn took a small knife from the inn owner and slowly sliced the cucumber into thin pieces at the counter. Wú Míng rubbed his nose in surprise and asked, "What's the point of slicing the cucumber?"

  "Stupid!" Zhuge Dachang criticized: "How can you use a piggy bank?"

  "How despicable!" Beryl stamped her foot and turned away.

  The man smiled triumphantly, and many crew members who had been intimidated by Bi Li Jian rushed to give Wu Ming and Zhuge Da Chang a thumbs up!

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