Walking on the stone pavement with slightly purple dark spots, Ding Mu's eyes couldn't help but flash with confusion.

Strictly speaking, this is not the first time he has come to this city, but not only what he saw last time is completely different from what he sees now, but Ding Mu himself has completely become a different person.

Centuries of time have made the city seem strange, but if you look closely, you will find that you can still find those traces that will not be erased by time.

Palermo at this time was a vivid picture of the medieval era, with a mix of exotic royal palaces and Eastern Romanesque architecture, while the Normans who had been expelled from Sicily some two centuries earlier had left their mark here.

The cathedral, which was once used as a place of worship by different sects several times, is solemn in the afterglow of the setting sun, but it looks strangely charming because of the mix and match of different styles.

"Sicily is like an amorous young woman, always conquered by different men."

Thinking of this sentence that I don't know who used to ridicule Sicily, Ding Mu felt that it was indeed full of flavor.

As the most brilliant pearl of the Mediterranean, countless conquerors from the East and the West have been watching this beautiful island since ancient times, Greeks, Romans, Saracens and French, Palermo has been the residence of these conquerors, and has witnessed countless times that those people have come from ambition to disappearance.

There was a commotion from the front, and the convoy seemed to be hindered and had to slow down, and Ding Mu poked his head out to see a group of men and women in old-fashioned costumes talking and laughing loudly and passing by the Bohemian procession, and the originally narrow streets seemed crowded for a while.

"What's wrong with these Gaj, what festivals are they celebrated?" Shaskina, who was sitting in the carriage in front, turned around and shouted to Ding Mu, "Do you know what's going on, Gaj? ”

Ding Muxian instinctively shook his head, he really didn't know what was going on, but suddenly a thought shook through his mind.

"Is it March 27th?" Ding Mu remembered the record he saw when he signed the tax bill when he entered the city: "I think the people of Palermo are preparing for Easter. ”

"Easter?" Shaskina smiled, "That's great, the Gajs should be the most generous at this time, and they must be more willing to pay more." ”

Looking at Shaskina's smiling face, Ding Mu shook his head slightly, he knew that even if he explained this gypsy woman, he would not understand the true meaning of Easter, not to mention that for Sicilians, Easter has a more different meaning.

Sophia suddenly poked Ding Mu with her fingers, and then pointed to a building not far away that was surrounded by a lot of scaffolding and was being repaired.

It was a church, or rather a part of a church, a series of buildings that stretched along the street to connect the whole area of buildings of various styles, and in front of the blue-gray marble walls, several gray-covered workers were hammering with chisels and carving knives.

"It's carvers," Ding Mu explained to Sophia with a smile, "they will carve a lot of murals and sculptures on these marbles, and then ......" Speaking of this, Ding Mu's eyes were a little confused, "and in many years these sculptures will become priceless treasures in people's minds." ”

Sophia tilted her head as if she didn't quite understand, but her eyes swept among the workers, and then she lowered her head as if she was slightly disappointed.

"Are you interested in sculpture?" Ding Mu asked a little strangely, to be honest, he didn't see Sophia show any artistic talent along the way, but the flying knife was getting more and more slippery, and what gave Ding Mu a headache was that since the last time she volunteered, Sophia seemed to be interested, and every time she used him as a target for practicing flying knives.

Sophia shook her head, she leaned a little lazily next to Ding Mu, a pair of small feet in fancy boots hanging outside the car, swaying with the carriage.

Ding Mu was a little confused about her like this, but it was the carvings that had not yet been completed that aroused his interest somewhat.

Ding Mu didn't know if he had noticed these carvings that had been eroded by hundreds of years of wind and rain when he walked on the streets of Palermo many years later, maybe he had stopped under one of the statues to marvel at the exquisite skills of the ancients, but at that time he would never have thought that he would have the opportunity to 'be lucky' to see the birth of these immortal masterpieces with his own eyes.

Are you lucky? Ding Mu smiled bitterly, he didn't know if it was lucky or unfortunate for him, but it didn't matter now, when he embarked on the road to Palermo, he had already decided to let himself really enter this era.

"Boom~"

There was a loud noise, and several scaffolds collapsed, smoke and dust fell everywhere, and the frightened horses neighed and stood up.

"Ahh

Sophia exclaimed, her body leaning forward to the outside of the car!

Ding Mu stretched out his hand to grab Sophia, but only grabbed her sleeve, and with the sound of stabbing, the sleeve was torn, and Sophia threw herself out of the carriage!

Then he saw Sophia slam into a young man who was running over in a hurry, and the two of them immediately rolled on the ground like gourds on the ground.

Ding Mu quickly jumped out of the carriage, and he jumped directly over the young man and picked up Sophia, who had fallen a little dizzy.

"Oh, damn it!"

The young man, who was already very angry, immediately burst into a roar, jumped up and rolled up his sleeves and shouted, and then scratched hard at his messy hair.

"My wife may have hit you, but you don't make me happy to say that," Ding Mu put his arm around Sophia's shoulders and said to the young man who was thundering after carefully checking that she was not injured, "I want you to apologize to my wife." ”

"Apologies, to you?" The young man angrily asked, "Lucky for you, I've got a lot of things to do, and you'd better get out of here, or I'll have the guards arrest you all, Bohemian." ”

As he spoke, he scratched his hair and turned around and kicked on the marble: "Damn, I was in trouble, and now I don't remember anything." ”

"Forget it, let's go."

Looking at this young man with a broad waist and a round waist, Ding Mu also understood a little that the other party didn't seem to be targeting them.

But just as he was about to help Sophia into the carriage, the young man suddenly exclaimed, "Wait for the Bohemians!" ”

Ding Mu was stunned and turned around, but saw that the young man's eyes were staring at Sophia like a hungry wolf, and he immediately pulled Sophia behind him and looked at the other party vigilantly.

Then he noticed that the other person was not looking at him right.

"You're bohemians," the young man looked at the caravan behind him as if puzzled, and then at Ding Mu and the others, "but this face is really delicate and beautiful, let me take a good look." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Sophia's face.

Ding Mu grabbed the calloused hand, although he felt that the other party's strength was amazing, but he still held it tightly, and at the same time, like a gypsy, reached out and grabbed the dagger on his waist.

"What are you doing?" The young man looked stunned, then nodded again, "But you are the same, you also have a very beautiful face, if you are willing to stay, I can pay for your face." ”

Could it be that there are people who eat with their faces these days?

Ding Mu looked at this young man strangely, if it wasn't for the fact that he looked normal, Ding Mu already wondered if this person had a brain disease.

"You can be my reference," the young man seemed to remember how to explain, he didn't care about Ding Mu's obvious hostility, and couldn't help gesturing at the building behind him, "Look, that's my job, but it's not going so well now, I'm stuck, that is, I don't know how to carve those figures on the stones, I need every line on these stones to be clear and not plausible, so I need to have a reference to it, I'm worried about this, and now you're here, So I'm willing to pay you, you know, Bohemians? ”

Looking at the young man's still anxious appearance, Ding Mu nodded silently, he almost knew what the other party was talking about at this time, just look at those buildings, and then imagine that his appearance might be engraved on it, and then it would be possible to be seen by 'himself' a few hundred years later, he felt that there was something unspeakably strange in it.

"You probably don't believe it, I'm fascinated by your appearance," the young man said, carefully examining Ding Mu's face, "I think I really want to grasp something special, something that touched my heart but I can't grasp it now, maybe I should carve something out of this face of yours." ”

Ding Mu looked at Sophia a little helplessly, he knew that he had probably met a so-called artist, or simply a neurotic madman, this kind of person is often equated with abnormality whether it is now or hundreds of years later.

"What's going on in the back, is there any trouble?"

Someone in front of the convoy asked loudly, and it was clear that the movement had attracted attention.

"Tell me where you live, I'll go find you," the young man waved his hand, "I can hire you for a long time if you're interested, Bohemian, you have inspired me, maybe one day I'll do a miracle because of this." ”

"Then I wish you to create this miracle sooner, as for we don't know where to live yet, and don't forget that we bohemians can call any place under our feet home."

Ding Mu replied with a mocking smile, the anger that had arisen before because of this young man's reckless behavior had disappeared, after all, it was a bit of a fuss to compete with a person who might not be able to eat all day because of a few more hammers on a stone.

The young man didn't seem to want to give up, he waved his hand at Ding Mu and the two people, who had already gotten into the carriage and slowly moved forward, and shouted: "As long as you don't leave Palermo, I will find you, Bohemian, you really let me find the source of inspiration, by the way, my name is Bonarroti, Michelangelo Bonarrotti." ”

Ding Mu's body shook and almost fell out of the car.