You can't go out at night, and it's forbidden to turn on the lights.

After so many years of traveling south and north, I have been to major countries and regions in the world, but Li Futu has indeed heard such a rule for the first time.

If there was such a term as 'curfew' in the feudal period, the key is that it has already entered the modern society.

Moreover, even during the period of feudal autocracy, there was no dynasty in China and abroad that could not turn on the lights at night, and what was even more desperate was that in order to prevent Li Futu from listening to advice, the boss seemed to have turned off the main electric gate 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 came to the window.

The moment he lifted the curtains, he realized that it was not the boss who was stingy with electricity, standing at the height of the third floor and looking at it, there was hardly any light to be seen, except for the faint moonlight, the entire town of Florence seemed to be shrouded in boundless darkness.

It's silent.

No sound can be heard.

There were no cars on the street, and not a single pedestrian was in sight.

The silence was almost deadly, and there was a faint feeling of being overwhelmed.

Yesterday's homeless gibberish resurfaced.

The town is indeed mysterious and spooky.

Li Futu did not act arbitrarily, like the kind of honest tenant, took a bath by the flickering candlelight, and then lay down on the bed peacefully.

The first night in Florence was spent peacefully.

The next day, the boss knocked on the door and woke him up.

Although there is no electricity at night, the service of this hotel still does not make people feel too bad, although the innkeeper does not look very serious, and the tone of voice is not very friendly, but he is not bad, probably belongs to the type of cold outside and hot inside, while preparing breakfast, he did not forget to make a copy for Li Futu.

"Young man, what are you here to do in Florence, to be a tourist or to do business?"

At breakfast, the boss took the time to ask, but after a short day of contact, the tone was no longer as blunt as it was at the beginning.

"Tourism. ”

Li Futu responded without thinking, and then said something self-deprecatingly.

"But it doesn't seem like I'm coming at the right time. ”

"You really didn't come at the right time. ”

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

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

There are really not many bosses who drive guests out, and besides, with the hotel business so poor, judging from the desolate scene at the entrance of the hotel, I am afraid it will be difficult to open today.

Li Futu glanced at the boss a little strangely, and asked in a just right tone of doubt: "Why was it possible two months ago, but not now? Is it what happened?"

"You're not from here, things here don't have much to do with you, and sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much. ”

The boss used a tone like a reprimand, of course, at his age, if he had children, he was probably not much younger than Li Futu, and there was nothing wrong with speaking as an elder.

"It's not easy for me to come here. You can't just stay all night, don't do anything, don't go anywhere, and just go home in a hurry, right?"

This time, Li Futu did not listen to his advice.

The boss looked at him, and it was indescribable and very strange.

"If you want to go somewhere, hurry up and hurry up, if it's late, if you want to leave by then, I'm afraid you won't be able to go. ”

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

Li Futu did not rudely disturb the other party's meal, and waited until the other party was about to finish eating, and then spoke again.

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

"What do you want a map for?"

The boss asked.

"My first time in Florence, the terrain is not very familiar, it is a little easier to have a map. ”

The boss nodded approvingly.

"I don't have a map here, but you can go to the supermarket across the street and buy it. Do you have a plan, and where are you going to go first at the first stop?"

It's definitely not appropriate to say that he cares, and there is no business anyway, and the innkeeper 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 Templars had completely conquered the land, and nine times out of ten the Fandans were Templars.

It stands to reason that when it comes to the church, this boss doesn't mention how reverent he is, but at least he should show a pious appearance, but the strange thing is that when he heard the word church running out of Li Futu's mouth, his face immediately changed, and his expression instantly became a little colder.

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

He didn't know what was stimulated, he was moody, he spoke coldly, and then got up and left the table with his plate.

Li Futu is naturally a little inexplicable.

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

"You want to go to church, don't you?"

"I'll take you. ”

……

Perhaps because of the broken jar and the bleak business, the innkeeper simply closed the inn and took the rented car of Li Futu, and after more than an hour, he came to a church in the northwest area of Florence.

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

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

You know, this is in Fendam.

The temple reigns supreme here.

It's a bit strange that there is such a scene in the church.

Li Futu was sure that he had not given the order to attack Fendan.

"Why did the church become like this?"

He turned his head to look at the innkeeper, his face rightly surprised.

Not only did it collapse, but it was clearly visible that the walls and doors of the church that had not yet collapsed were covered with black graffiti.

This is clearly deliberately artificial.

Graffiti around churches, if centuries ago, could have been regarded as blasphemy against Allah and would have been burned at the stake.

The innkeeper seemed to know this, and when he saw the destruction of the church, he did not show any horror or anger, but gritted his teeth, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the ruins in front of him, and the faint happiness that appeared in his eyes seemed to be all happy.

"There was no need for this place to exist in the first place, and it should have been overturned a long time ago. ”

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