In the southern foothills of the middle Himalayas, there is a small country where the lowest temperature of the year is only -41C, and the maximum temperature reaches minus 45C.

A group of mystical mages with the highest level of magic on earth live in seclusion.

This is also the last location of Watson's honeymoon journey for the two~

It's 11 noon in Kathmandu

'Long' houses of different heights are lined up one after another, and the avenue is full of crowded people.

Because some of the people believe in Hinduism, there are countless small religious buildings and prayer wheels on the side of the street.

"So I need to pick a fruit?"

Natasha's slightly teasing voice sounded, and the object of her ridicule was naturally Watson.

"Don't, never. Watson shook his head at her, he had heard of a country in the world where there had never been a widow.

That country is Nepal.

But when he actually came here, he realized that the little girl here had married a fruit called 'bel fruit' when she was a child!

Because this fruit is surgically hard and can not rot for many years, it has the meaning of eternal marriage.

But for Watson, this kind of thing is not sensitive.

"This fruit doesn't rot for many years? Then it's better for you to marry me honestly, after all, my shelf life is much longer than this fruit." ”

“;; ...%￥%......！;;; @”

Watson raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Natasha, "What did he say?"

Natasha tinkered with her communicator, looked at the translator on it and said, "He said that whoever marries Belgo will be blessed by the great god Siva and will make the girl happy for a lifetime." ”

"Then it's even more needless, you tell him that if he worships me, I don't mind letting the dragon bless him, it's definitely much stronger than that Siwa god. ”

Natasha glanced at him with a smile: "That's true, but our trip is about to turn into a conflict with the parishioners~."

However, they should just be businessmen who make a profit from this, and the real ritual is probably not so simple. ”

Natasha turned her head and stretched out her hands to return the salute and returned the bello.

However, because she is not familiar with this kind of etiquette habit of folding her hands, she looks a little awkward.

The two walked on the avenue, just like last time in Moscow, no longer the king of the dragon family, and no longer the top Avengers.

They would follow the crowd into the small shops crowded on the side of the road, and they would stop by the walking vendors carrying their goods.

He would return the salute to the walkers around him who bowed their heads to passers-by, and would also run his fingertips across the prayer wheel, so that they would never stop.

Now they are just an ordinary couple, blending into the bustling crowd, and one who is not paying attention will lose their figures.

"That night, I listened to Sanskrit chanting all night, not for enlightenment, but for a trace of your breath.

That month, I turned all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but for touching your fingerprints.

That year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust, not for the Buddha, but for your warmth.

In that life, I climbed 100,000 mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the road. ”

"Wow. Natasha looked at Watson, who suddenly sighed: "Did you write this? I didn't know you could write poetry." ”

Watson smiled and said: "Haha~ I want to say yes, but I can't do it, this poem is a poem I once read a long time ago, his author is Cangyang Gyatso of Tibet, China, the sixth Dalai Lama. ”

"It's beautiful. ”

"Yes, but that's only part of it, I don't remember the rest. Watson said as he turned his head slightly, looking at the crowd on the left.

There was a man there, a man in a robe, and although he was hidden in the crowd, and the fluctuations on his body were very faint, they were still as conspicuous as the fireflies at night in Watson's perception.

"Let's go, baby, it's time to find a place to eat. ”

"Eat, aren't we going to that Kama Taj first?"

"That's what I'm talking about, they'll take care of it. ”

The black-robed man who was passing by a small stone Buddha slipped and almost kicked the tribute in front of the stone Buddha down·····

Natasha took her newsletter and looked at it several times, but she didn't notice that there was a place called Kama Taj.

Not to mention that Natasha can't find it, even Watson can't find it on his eco-map!

According to the system, Kama Taj does not strictly exist with Nepal...

I have to say that Watson admitted that he once again underestimated the ability of the Supreme Mage Ancient One, at least he couldn't find the entrance by conventional means.

If it weren't for the black-robed man who took the initiative to appear, this time might really be a little troublesome.

"Then how should we go, do you know the way?"

"I don't know. ”

“·······”

"Don't worry, just follow me. ”

Watson pulled Natasha and turned left and right in the crowd until he came to a relatively sparsely populated alley.

After seeing the alley, Watson did not hesitate and immediately pulled her in.

As soon as I walked to the middle, I saw a few leaning at the end of the alley, three of them were unkempt, with a small cigarette butt in their mouths, and the knives in their hands flew up and down.

Watson and Natasha were dressed in travel clothes and carrying a small bag, completely dressed up as a 'fat sheep', waiting for someone to slaughter.

No one needed to remind them, the three 'unlucky guys' directly showed a smile of 'opened today', blocking the way of the two.

Natasha and Watson felt something, and at the same time turned their heads to look behind them, and sure enough, there were two other accomplices blocking the way, and the smiles on their faces were the same as those of the three unlucky ones.

Familiar scenes, familiar people, familiar routines me and you.

All the factors come together.

The bloody plot is really right, this kind of place will definitely be robbed!

Watson silently praised himself in his heart, the mage sent out by the ancient one has not moved, and it is too shameful for us to go up and bring it out to others, it is better to create a scene for others to save the 'couple eating dog food', how perfect.

The five men in front and behind began to approach them, and Natasha grabbed her backpack with her backhand and turned sideways to look at them.

"Don't tell me it's true, we're going to be robbed?"

Natasha opened her mouth, thinking that she was directly pulled by him along the way: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Bingo~ With this ring, the journey is perfect, isn't it? ”

“ok~”

Syllable~

The backpack was thrown directly into Watson's arms by Natasha.

Then twist your neck, stretch out your hands and feet, and put a smile on your lips.

"It just so happens that I haven't loosened my muscles in a long time. ”

"Who said that, it was only loosened last night. ”/16_16852/