As the most famous Hindu temple in Nepal and the place where Nepalese people are cremated after death, the Burning Corpse Temple is a little scary at night except for the fires that can be seen everywhere (in fact, they are fires burning corpses).

As soon as the live broadcast was opened, many people poured into the live broadcast room, Zhang Feng was a little surprised, I don't know why there were so many people on the air today, and when I asked, it turned out that many people had customized Zhang Feng's live broadcast, so as not to miss it.

"Thank you for your support, but the next place, a little scary, is one of the world cultural heritage sites in Nepal and one of the most important temples in Nepal ......"

Zhang Feng's words were not finished yet, and the barrage was [talking about the point], which made Zhang Feng very embarrassed, and then directly turned the camera to the fire that was burning in the distance.

"The body is being cremated over there!" Zhang Feng said dryly.

【Poof......】

[I rub, really?]

[Wo Ri, the anchor in the middle of the night, you just let us watch this?]

[Is it really cremating the body?]

……

There was a direct riot in the live broadcast room, they didn't expect Zhang Feng to let them watch the corpse burn in the middle of the night, it was simply crazy!

[Anchor, you're dying!]

【Nima!】

[Blind my eyes!]

……

"What are you trying to do? I won't be cowardly at the scene!" Zhang Feng said speechlessly, and walked to the World Heritage Monument at the entrance of the temple.

"This heritage has exceptional and universal value and deserves to be protected from the perspective of human culture. ”

"A universal value, when you die, you have to return to nature after all, next door is the nursing home, where the elderly are separated by a wall!" Zhang Feng stopped and felt the cycle of life and death.

"Nirvana in the midst of a raging fire, cleansing in the holy river, the holy waters of the Bagmati River will carry the souls of the dead to the Ganges and into Heaven. The soul drifted to another world with that light smoke, and death was only a prelude to rebirth. Zhang Feng calmed the restlessness in the live broadcast room with an ethereal voice.

[Anchor, don't come back, go cremated.] 】

[Upstairs, you're too blunt!]

[I should say go to see Marx!]

……

"You guys are very uninteresting, since that's the case, I decided to release the poison, see you in half an hour!" Zhang Feng directly pulled the gate.

As for what to do? Naturally, I went to eat the food that I overheard others mention, and I have to say that Zhang Feng's heart is really big, according to the map on his mobile phone, Zhang Feng walked towards the pagoda viewing restaurant.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Feng arrived at the pagoda view restaurant, the stupa view restaurant at night is very gorgeous, neon flashing, you can see many tourists eating here, the stupa view restaurant can basically be regarded as open-air, there are many stupas around.

Zhang Feng ordered a unique delicacy of the pagoda view restaurant - brick kiln pizza, and as soon as the food was served, Zhang Feng turned on the live broadcast.

"Old Tie, come out to eat, eat!"

[I'll go, it feels like feeding a pig!]

[That's it, it feels like feeding a pet, that's what I do when I feed my family's Erha for dinner!]

[Yo, dog lovers, cat lovers?]

……

"I wanted to order a lot of food, but I was afraid that you couldn't stand it in the middle of the night, so I only ordered a brick kiln pizza. Zhang Feng deliberately let the camera focus on the food on the table, and the various toppings on the pizza are decorated very much, which can arouse the appetite.

[Wow, isn't it Pizza Hut?]

[Why don't you say it's KFC?]

[I also said it was Meituan!]

……

"Hmm...... Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the cake base is particularly crispy, children who like to eat crepes will definitely like this texture, remember its name, it is called brick kiln pizza, it is baked in the traditional way, the taste should belong to the popular taste, with yogurt is even better. Zhang Feng muttered while eating.

【……】

As soon as Zhang Feng's words fell, the barrage on the screen turned into an ellipsis, which was very spectacular, but Zhang Feng looked at the screen with a smile, not deliberately making the sound of biting the crunchy pizza.

[It's definitely not delicious, I don't have the expression when I eat the steak!]

[Yes, it's definitely not delicious, and my stomach can't scream!]

【My Cookie ......】

The barrage that was broken began to quickly express the rebellious psychology of the foodies, Zhang Feng still kept a smile and occasionally made a satisfied look.

[It's all about acting......]

[I can't stand it anymore, let's order a seafood pizza first!]

[Men's ticket, buy it for me quickly, or don't go to bed tonight.] 】

[Yes] is still a husband and wife file watching, and it's not the same machine.

……

Zhang Feng still couldn't hold back and didn't speak, watching the religious followers walk towards the pagoda, tasting the must-eat Kathmandu food, and felt very peaceful in his heart.

After eating a pizza, Zhang Feng ordered another cup of milk tea, and the cup was very clean, so Zhang Feng drank very happily, and the audience in the live broadcast room also ate one after another.

"Flash, go back to the hotel, I will make a video, update it simultaneously on the QQ short video and the official account, introducing an exotic and exotic food I found in the afternoon, and I promise not to disappoint everyone!"

After leaving the restaurant and walking along the pagoda, Zhang Feng took a taxi back to the hotel, and it was already ten o'clock in Kathmandu.

After taking a bath, Zhang Feng began to make a video about "Golden Yogurt Roast Chicken" and today's travelogue, at twelve o'clock, Zhang Feng updated the official account and video.

"Hah...... It's finally done, where are you going tomorrow?" Zhang Feng didn't feel sleepy at all, and began to plan the itinerary for the next day......

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Feng got up and just turned on his mobile phone, and found that the messages of QQ short videos and WeChat were ringing non-stop, and the number of views of the video was more than 1,000, and the reading of the official account was close to 10,000.

"Yes, if you take some advertisements in the future, the days will definitely be more moisturizing!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

After washing, Zhang Feng left the hotel, and after breakfast, he took a taxi to the ancient city of Badgang to experience the carving time that was more amazing than the Temple of the Child Goddess.

More than 40 minutes later, Zhang Feng arrived at the ancient city of Badgaon, which seems to have its own quiet attributes, and there is no sound on the street except for the occasional driver shouting to give way.

"Would you rather spend saliva than use a whistle to break the tranquility of the ancient city?" Zhang Feng bent his legs slightly to take a full photo of the ancient city, put on headphones, and played soft music.

"Hello, please give me a ticket!"

"Okay, one thousand one hundred rupees, are you from Huaxia?" the conductor was about to take the rupees handed over by Zhang Feng, and asked casually.

"Yes, I'm from Huaxia!" Zhang Feng replied with a smile.

"Yes, please show me your passport, it's a thousand rupees cheaper, and you can get a commemorative badge!" the conductor laughed.

"Wow, it's cheaper for a thousand, thank you!" Zhang Feng was really a little excited, even though a thousand rupees was about more than seventy yuan, but the discount rate was too terrifying.

Zhang Feng immediately took out his passport and handed it to the conductor, who glanced at it, the smile on his face became even bigger, and said sincerely: "Welcome friends from China to visit the ancient city of Badgang, I wish you a pleasant trip, this is a four-day ticket, please take it." ”

"Thank you. Zhang Feng took the ticket, passport and a badge printed with the ancient city of Badgang.

The white man in the back queue was a little dissatisfied, because Zhang Feng wasted a certain amount of time, stepped forward and handed the conductor a hundred rupees, and said, "Give me a ticket." ”

"Sir, it's a thousand hundred rupees!" the conductor pointed to the sign.

"What? Didn't that Chinese man just give only a hundred rupees? Why should I, an American, give one hundred rupees?" said the white man, a little angrily.

The conductor shook his shoulders and said, "You said that he is from Huaxia, so he can enjoy discounts!"