The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1514 The Collapsed Church

It is not allowed to go out at night, and it is forbidden to turn on the lights.

After traveling all over the world for so many years, he has been to all major countries and regions in the world, but this is indeed the first time Li Futu has heard of such rules.

If there was a "curfew" in the feudal period, that's all. The key is that it has already entered the modern society.

Moreover, even in the period of feudal autocracy, no dynasty in China or abroad said that the lights could not be turned on at night. What's more, it seemed that in order to prevent Li Futu from not listening to the advice, the boss seemed to have turned off the main switch of the hotel.

When Li Futu returned to the room, he tried to turn on the light, but there was no reaction at all. He could only light the white candle given by the boss, and went to the window.

The moment he opened the curtains, he realized that it was not the boss who was stingy about saving electricity. From the height of the third floor, he could hardly see any lights. Except for the faint moonlight, the whole town of Florence seemed to be enveloped In the boundless darkness.

All sounds are silent.

Can't hear anything.

There were no cars on the street, let alone a single pedestrian.

The almost deathly silence faintly formed a feeling of being oppressed and out of breath.

The ramblings of the tramp yesterday came back to my mind.

This town is indeed mysterious and eerie.

Li Futu didn't act recklessly, like the kind of honest tenant who took a bath by flickering candlelight, and then lay peacefully on the bed.

The first night in Florence was spent peacefully like this.

The next day, the boss knocked on the door to wake him up.

Although electricity is not provided at night, the service of this hotel still does not make people feel too bad. Although the owner of the hotel does not look very serious, and the tone of his speech is not very friendly, but he is not bad, probably belongs to that kind of person. The type is cold outside and hot inside. While preparing breakfast, I didn't forget to make a copy for Li Futu.

"Young man, what are you doing in Florence? Tourism or business?"

During breakfast, the boss took the time to ask a question. At any rate, after a day of brief contact, his tone was no longer as blunt as it was at the beginning.

"travel."

Li Futu replied without thinking, and then said something self-deprecating.

"But I didn't seem to come at the right time."

"You really came at a bad time."

The boss nodded in agreement, and used a fork to pick up the corn kernels on the plate and put them into his mouth one by one.

"You should have come two months earlier. Florence is no longer suitable for sightseeing. Go back wherever you came from."

There are really not many bosses who drive guests out, and the business of the hotel is so bad. Judging from the bleak scene of no one passing by the hotel door, it may be difficult to open today.

Li Futu looked at the boss a little strangely, and asked in an appropriately puzzled tone: "Why was it possible two months ago, but not now? Did something happen?"

"You are not from here, and the things here have nothing to do with you. Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing."

The boss used an admonishing tone. Of course, at his age, if he had children, he would probably not be much younger than Li Futu, so there was nothing wrong with speaking as an elder.

"It's not easy for me to come here. I can't just stay here for a whole night without doing anything or shopping and just rushing back home, right?"

This time, Li Futu did not follow his advice.

The boss glanced at him, the look in his eyes was indescribable and very strange.

"Where do you want to go, hurry up and go, if it's late, if you want to go then, I'm afraid you won't be able to go."

His tone was meaningful, and without waiting for Li Futu to ask any more questions, he lowered his head and began to concentrate on eating breakfast.

Li Futu did not interrupt the other party's meal rudely, and only spoke again when the other party was about to finish eating.

"Boss, do you have a map of the town here?"

"What do you want a map for?"

asked the boss.

"It's my first time in Florence, and I'm not familiar with the terrain. It's more convenient to have a map."

The boss nodded approvingly.

"I don't have a map here, but you can buy it at the supermarket opposite. Do you have a plan? Where do you plan to go at the first stop?"

It is definitely inappropriate to say that they are concerned, there is no business anyway, and the hotel owner is happy to chat with Li Futu to pass the time.

"I want to go to church and pray first."

Li Futu said: "Boss, do you know where the nearest church is?"

Unlike Italy, the Temple has completely conquered this land, and nine out of ten Findan people are believers in the Temple.

According to reason, when mentioning the church, the boss should not mention how reverent he is, but at least he should show a pious appearance. But the strange thing is, when he heard the word church came out of Li Futu's mouth, his expression changed immediately. It became a little colder in an instant.

"I didn't expect you Orientals to be religious."

He didn't know what stimulated him, and he was moody. He made a sneer, and then got up and left the table with the plate.

Li Futu was naturally a little puzzled.

But when he was about to go to the opposite supermarket to buy a map after dinner, the boss stopped him.

"You want to go to church?"

"I'll take you there."

……

Perhaps it was because of broken pots and poor business, so the hotel owner simply closed the hotel, took a car rented by Li Futu, and arrived at a church in the northwest area of ​​Florence after more than an hour.

When Li Futu pushed the door and got out of the car, his expression was very surprised.

Because the church presented in front of him, as if it had been destroyed by artillery fire, was in a mess, and even two-thirds of it had completely collapsed.

You know this is in Fantain.

The Temple reigns supreme here.

Such a scene in the church under his name is really unbelievable.

Li Futu was very sure that he did not give the order to attack Findan.

"Why did the church become like this?"

He turned his head to look at the innkeeper, with a look of reasonable surprise on his face.

Not only the collapse, it is clearly visible that the church walls and even the gates that have not yet collapsed are covered with black graffiti.

This is obviously deliberate.

Graffiti around the church, if this kind of audacious behavior was placed a few centuries ago, it could be regarded as blasphemy against Allah, and it would most likely be sent directly to the stake.

The innkeeper seemed to know this a long time ago. Seeing the church being destroyed, he didn't feel any horror or anger. Instead, he gritted his teeth and his eyes flickered. Looking at the ruins in front of him, there seemed to be a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

"There is no need to exist here, and it should have been overthrown long ago."

It's hard to imagine that these words would be spoken by a Findan.

(End of this chapter)