The Sea of Azov is connected to the vast Black Sea by this strait, and the Black Sea is connected to the larger Mediterranean Sea through the Eurasian border in Istanbul, and finally the Mediterranean Sea is connected to the Atlantic Ocean through the Strait of Gibraltar.

The Tatars' Islam and their Turkic culture boil down to Turkey, which is across the sea from Crimea.

Turkey is a pan-Turkic country where 99% of the people believe in Islam, but the nominal supreme patriarch and core of the Orthodox Church is in Turkey, and the supreme patriarch who leads the world's 300 million Orthodox Christians stays in a place where all the surrounding Orthodox Christians do not believe in Orthodox Christianity, how strange and funny?

And now Turkey also wants to turn the famous Istanbul Sofia Cathedral into a mosque, which is the psychological center of the Orthodox Christians, a famous holy place ranked among the world's most cathedrals, and really conforms to the call of the domestic people to change it into a mosque, how much indignation does it have to provoke the Orthodox Christians?

It can also be seen how hard the Orthodox Church and Islam have stumbled, and the Christianity represented by European and American countries is not good.

Therefore, the clash between religion and ethnicity in this area is more and more fierce than the other, and those things in China are not a problem in comparison.

Buck helped the old man with a little difficulty and began to walk slowly along the street, and many locals followed with probes and brains, not only to see the curiosity of the foreigners, but also to be wary of Buck, a young man dressed as a Tatar, at first glance, he is not of the same race, and his heart will be punished!

If the commander hadn't accompanied Buck all the way to the outside of the city, Buck would have shaved his hair before coming in, and now he could only whisper helplessly: "In case of conflict with these Islamists, I can't protect you, and I don't know if I can escape by myself." ”

The old man didn't even have a staff now, so he was empty-handed, but fortunately he didn't have the priest's black robe: "What's the matter? After leaving the diocese, you think I can't be a talisman for you?"

Buck pouted: "If it weren't for you and me, of course I wouldn't have used such a righteous and bright way to enter alone, and I could sneak in any way, which Peter taught us to do in the first place." ”

Mentioned to an old friend, the Patriarch finally lost his sarcastic tone: "What did you do last night?

Buck did not deny: "I did something beneficial to China, my duty as a Chinese." "It's kind of a half-confession of his identity.

Gusseff didn't ask Buck what he was doing: "You say China is a place with little religious belief?"

Buck smiled wryly: "We'll trust money now." ”

The old man sighed: "But it's better than here not only because of the ethnic division, but also because of the religious division, right?"

Buck raised an eyebrow: "That's right, the double split can be broken everywhere......"

Master Gussef asked again, "What does the Russian commander ask you to do?"

Buck confessed: "They suspect that the Tatars and Ukrainians are going to cause chaos on the peninsula, so they asked me to help spy on the intelligence and take advantage of my Central Asian looks......" Speaking of this, Buck took the old man to the wall on a whim: "Do you think they will deliberately trick you and me in, and then assassinate you and incite the Orthodox Christians to resent here?" In fact, I also felt that this speculation was not very reliable, who would have thought that the Patriarch would also come with him.

The Patriarch simply rebuked him for his inconsistencies: "God's people will not be so shameless!"

Buck pouted: "Isn't this the tune of the farce I saw in Donetsk a few days ago? As long as you get involved in politics, there are no dirty means that you can't use." ”

The old priest actually hesitated for a moment and pointed to the front: "You go and tell me who I am, I want to talk to the priest here." ”

After getting out of the car, I saw a temporary mosque-like courtyard from a distance, the two whispered and talked, and arrived in a few words, not as tall and holy as other mosques, but the appearance of many women kowtowing and praying outside still pointed out the status.

Buck reminded the old priest: "I really don't guarantee what the other party is going to do to you next. ”

Master Gussef looked at him disdainfully: "Don't think that Islam is really only violence......"

Sure enough, Buck found a man who looked very good-looking at the door of the small mosque where he threw his shoes and whispered the Patriarch's request to meet, the man quickly got up in disbelief, and ran in with a very good attitude, and after a while, several priests with turbans on their heads greeted them and received the Patriarch who was also dressed in simple and simple clothes, Buck took off his sneakers without laces, and helped Lord Gusseff to go in but strangely leaned against the building on the left, the old priest felt it, looked at the ridge blocked by the building, and shook his head helplessly, but he did not stop Buck's subconscious defense against military attacks。

However, he saw that Buck had a little smile on his face and asked, "What kind of mess are you thinking about?"

Buck was really thinking: "Aren't they trying to prevent someone from coming into contact with the Tatars on the Ukrainian side, to prevent something from happening here...... Aren't you representing Ukraine, what if you conspire with them to do something?"

The old priest, who always had an unfazed expression, really wanted to find something to beat this guy who was full of nonsense!

Therefore, when the old priest entered the house to talk to people, he was not allowed to enter, and Buck was not uncommon, sitting outside on the open space where there was already a little sunshine leaning against the wall, feeling the expressions of several Tatars observing him kindly, and his heart was just to guard against whether he would be taken by the commander of the golden eagle to raid the town at this time.

But hours passed, and there was silence everywhere, and nothing happened, and Buck saw that the believers outside might have counted the time to come to worship, and there were more and more people, and one of the priests came out to him with a smile and a friendly attitude, and then went to the courtyard to lead everyone to start chanting, but then one or two priests did not look good, and did not look at him.

So except for a man sitting in the corner of the courtyard, leaning against a pile of bricks in a similar position as Buck, everyone else was chanting.

All religions have their own models, and they are all in line with their own actual conditions, Protestantism in North America is oriented to believers at the cultural level, so priests and pastors are more on weekends to preach the gospel and gather ethics, while Islam is mostly in poor and poor areas, priests, imams, mullahs and other different ways of calling and also have the responsibility of teachers to spread culture, so the people who come to worship every day are equivalent to taking cultural classes.

I don't know if it's Arabic or Turkic, the chanting is very melodious, and the clouds on the horizon are floating in the clear blue sky like cotton candy, as if the sun is about to set, slowly dyed with a little red and yellow warm color, although he can't see the sea, nor can he see the mountains behind him, Buck still feels very comfortable leaning against the wall.

Except for believing in his wife, Buck has no faith, but he also feels that since any religion exists, it must have its own reason, and there is no distinction between high and low.

If there were no national disputes, religious disputes, and no national disputes in this world, and they were all so freely immersed in their respective spiritual worlds, how wonderful it would be!

If there is no chaos in this qiē, I will accompany my wife and children...... Buck suddenly wanted to call Zhou Xiaoli and say a few words, but thinking about his special identity at this time, it was still not good to leak his relationship with Huaguo, so he pouted and gave up.

Buck involuntarily placed his wrist on his knee and tapped his fingers lightly with the sound of a muffled chanting.

It seemed that with the rhythm of his fingers, there were suddenly two gunshots in the sky!

Smash that cosy tranquility to pieces!

There is nothing so beautiful in the world.