Marvel's Monster Hunter World

There is a small country at the southern foot of the middle Himalayas. The lowest temperature here throughout the year is only -41C, while the highest temperature reaches 45C above zero.

A group of occult mages with the highest level of magic on Earth live in seclusion here.

This is also the last place on Watson’s honeymoon trip~

It's 11: noon in Kathmandu right now

'Long' houses of different heights are lined up in rows, and the avenue is full of crowded people.

Because some people here believe in Hinduism, there are countless small religious buildings and prayer wheels and other small objects along the street.

"So do I need to pick a fruit?"

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

"No, never." Watson shook his head at her. He had heard before that there was a country in the world where there were never widows.

This country is Nepal.

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

This kind of fruit has an eternal marriage connotation because it is hard and does not rot for many years.

But for Watson, this kind of thing is insensitive.

"This kind of fruit doesn't rot all year round? Then it's better for you to marry me honestly. After all, my shelf life is much longer than this fruit."

";;...%￥%...!;;;@"

Watson raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Natasha: "What did he say?"

Natasha fiddled with her communicator, looked at the translator and said: "He said that anyone who marries Belgo will be blessed by the great God Shiva, and the girl will be happy throughout her life."

"That's no need. You tell him that if he worships me, I don't mind letting the Dragon Clan protect him. It's definitely much better than that Great God Shiva."

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

However, they are probably just businessmen making profits from this. The real ceremony is probably not that simple. "

Natasha turned her head and stretched out her hands in return, returning the fruit to Belgo.

However, because she was not familiar with this etiquette of putting hands together, she looked a little awkward.

The two of them were walking on the avenue, just like they were in Moscow last time. They were no longer the kings of the dragons, nor were they the top avengers.

They will follow the crowd into the small shops crowded on the roadside, and will also stop for the walking vendors carrying goods.

They would return greetings to those around them who bowed their heads to passers-by, and they would also trace the prayer wheels with their fingertips, making them never stop.

Now they are just an ordinary couple, blending into the bustling crowd, and they will be lost if they are not careful.

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

In that month, I turned all the prayer wheels, not for salvation, but just to touch your fingerprints.

That year, I bowed my head and hugged the dust, not to worship Buddha, but just to stay close to your warmth.

In that life, I traveled across hundreds of thousands of mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but just 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 really want to say yes, but I can't do it. This poem is a poem I read a long time ago. Its author is Tsangyang Gyatso of Tibet, China. The Sixth Dalai Lama.”

"It's beautiful."

"Yes, but this is only part of it. I don't remember the rest." Watson said while turning his head slightly and looking at the crowd on the left.

There was a person there, a man in a robe. Although he was hidden among the crowd and the fluctuations from his body were very weak, in Watson's perception he was still as conspicuous as a firefly at night.

"Come on, honey, it's time to find a place to eat."

"Eat? Why don't we go to Kama Taj first?"

"That's what I said, they will definitely take care of the food."

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

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

Not to mention Natasha can't be found, even Watson can't find it on his ecological map!

According to the system, Kama Taj does not exist in a strict sense with Nepal...

It has to be said that Watson admitted that he once again underestimated the ability of the Supreme Mage Ancient One. At least he could not find the entrance using conventional methods.

If the man in black robe hadn't taken the initiative to show up, there might have been some trouble this time.

"Then how should we go? Do you know the way?"

"do not know."

"・・・"

"Don't worry, just follow me."

Watson pulled Natasha and turned left and right in the crowd until they reached a relatively sparsely populated alley.

After seeing the alley, Watson immediately pulled her in without any hesitation.

As soon as I reached the middle, I saw a few people leaning at the end of the alley. Three of them were dressed in shabby clothes. They had a small cigarette butt in their mouth, and the knives in their hands were flying up and down.

Watson and Natasha were dressed in traveling clothes and carrying a small bag, completely dressing themselves up like "fat sheep", waiting to be slaughtered.

Without anyone needing to remind them, the three ‘unlucky guys’ smiled like ‘it’s open today’ and blocked the way for the two of them.

Natasha and Watson felt something, and turned to look behind them at the same time. Sure enough, there were two more accomplices blocking the way, with the same smiles on their faces as those three unlucky guys.

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

Now all the factors come together.

The bloody plot is indeed true, this kind of place will definitely be robbed!

Watson silently gave himself a thumbs up. The mage sent by Ancient Yi has been silent. It would be too disrespectful for us to go up and carry it out for others. Why not create a scene where a hero saves a couple from eating dog food? , how perfect.

The five people in front and behind began to approach them. Natasha held her backpack in her backhand and turned sideways to look at them.

"Don't tell me this is true. We will be robbed?"

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

"Bingo~ With this addition, the journey will be perfect, right?"

"ok~"

slap~

Natasha threw the backpack directly into Watson's arms.

Then he twisted his neck, stretched his hands and feet, and put a smile on his lips.

"It just so happens that I haven't relaxed my muscles for a long time."

"Who said that? I just relaxed last night."/16_16852/See more! Prestige official account: hhxs665