The Sea of ​​Azov next to you is connected to the vast sea by the mouth of this strait, while the Black Sea passes through the Eurasian Dividing Port in Istanbul and is connected to the larger Mediterranean Sea. The Mediterranean finally passes through the Strait of Gibraltar and is connected to the Atlantic Ocean. This series of inland seas, from small to large, is surrounded by violent collision areas between various religions and nations.

The Islam and their Turkic culture that the Tatars believed in are rooted in Türkiye opposite Crimea across the sea.

Turkey is a pan-Turkish country where 99% of them believe in Islam, but the nominal highest pastor and core of Orthodox Church is in Turkey. The highest pastor who commands 300 million Orthodox Christians in the world stays in a place around which does not believe in Orthodox Church. How strange and funny?

Moreover, Turkey now wants to convert the famous Sophia Cathedral in Istanbul into a mosque. This is the psychological central church of Orthodox people, a famous holy place that ranks one of the largest churches in the world. It really adapts to the voice of the domestic people to a mosque. How much indignation will it arouse Orthodox people?

It can also be seen how powerful the Orthodox Church and Islam are, and Christianity represented by European and American countries is not a good person. Some people say that Europe and the United States have always disliked Russia because of this kind of disagreement in religious beliefs.

Therefore, the conflict between religions and nations in this area is more violent than the other. In comparison, those things in China are not a problem.

Buck held the old man in a little difficulty and began to walk slowly along the street. Many locals followed behind him, not only curious about seeing the foreigners, but also vigilant about Buck, a young Tatar dressed up as a young man. At first glance, he was not the same clan, and he would be punished!

If the commander hadn't accompanied Buck outside the city, Buck would have shaved his hair before coming in. Now he could only whisper helplessly: "If there is a conflict with these Islamists, I can't protect you. It's unknown whether I can escape by myself."

The old man now doesn't even have a staff, so he just put his hands empty-handed. Fortunately, he doesn't have the priest's black robe on his body: "What? After leaving the parish, do you think I can't use it as a talisman for you?"

Buck curled his lips: "If you weren't with me, of course I wouldn't have used such a righteous and open way of entry. I could sneak in any way. Peter taught us how to do it."

When mentioned to an old friend, the Patriarch finally lost his sarcastic tone: "What did you do last night? He also taught you?"

Barker did not deny: "I have done something that is beneficial to China, as a Chinese." He half-recognized his identity.

But Gusef didn't ask what Buck did: "You said China is a place with little religious belief?"

Buck smiled bitterly: "We believe in money now."

The old man sighed: "But it is better than here because of national divisions, but also because of faith divisions, right?"

Buck raised his eyebrows: "That's right, the double split is broken everywhere..."

Lord Gusef asked again: "What did that Russian commander ask you to do?"

Bark admitted: "They suspected that the Tatars and Ukrainians were going to have trouble on the peninsula, so they asked me to help spy on the intelligence and use my appearance as a little like Central Asia..." When he said this, Bark suddenly had a whim and led the old man to the bottom of the wall: "Do you think they would deliberately trick you and me in, and then assassinate you and incite the Orthodox people to resent this place?" In fact, he also felt that this speculation was not reliable. Who would have thought that the Patriarch would come with him?

The Patriarch angrily rebuked him with an inconspicuous remark: "God's people are not so shameless!"

Buck curled his lips: "Isn't the farce I saw in Donesque a few days ago the same tone? As long as you are involved in politics, there is no dirty way to use it."

The old priest actually stopped for a moment and pointed at the front: "You go and tell me my identity, I want to talk to the priests here."

After getting off the bus, I saw a temporary mosque from a distance. The two of them whispered and arrived in a few words. They were not as tall and holy as other mosques, but many women kowtowed and prayed outside still pointed out their status.

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

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

Sure enough, Buck found a man who looked kind-looking at the entrance of the small mosque where he threw his shoes all over the floor and whispered the Patriarch's request for meeting. The man was unbelievable. He quickly got up and ran in with a very good attitude. After a while, several priests with a headscarf on their heads greeted him and received the Patriarch who was also wearing simple and simple clothes. Buck took off his sneakers without shoelaces and held Lord Gusef in, but he strangely leaned against the building on the left. The old priest felt it and looked at the ridge blocked by the building and shook his head helplessly, but he did not stop Buck's subconscious prevention of military attacks.

However, he saw that Buck looked a little smile and asked, "What are you thinking about?" The old and the young all the way, they still got to know each other a little. Buck is really not a very scheming, ambitious and hardworking person.

Buck was really thinking: "Aren't they insecure Ukraine who have contacted the Tatars and prevented something from happening here... Are you representing Ukraine? What if you conspire with them to do something?"

The old priest who always had a calm expression, really wanted to find something to hit this guy who was talking nonsense!

So when the old priest entered the house and talked to people about things, he was not allowed to enter. Buck didn't care. He sat outside on the clearing ground with some sunshine and leaned against the wall. He felt the Tatars observing him with kind expressions, and was just guarding against whether the Golden Eagle Commander would be taken out of the trap and raid the town at this time.

But several hours passed, and there was peace everywhere and nothing happened. Buck saw that the believers outside might have come to worship for the time, and there were more and more people. Before, a priest came out and had a friendly attitude of smiling and nodding to him. Then he went to the yard to lead everyone to start chanting scriptures, but later one or two priests looked bad and didn't even look at him.

So except for a man sitting in the corner of the yard, who kept leaning against a pile of bricks in a daze, everyone was reciting scriptures.

All religions have their own models and are in line with their actual situation. The believers of Protestantism in North America are all culturally hierarchical, so priests and pastors preach on weekends to spread the gospel and consolidate ethics. Many Islam is in poor and poor areas, with different ways of addressing priests, imams, mullahs and other teachers who spread culture. Therefore, the church people who come to worship every day are equivalent to taking cultural lessons.

I don’t know if it was Arabic or Turkic chanting, and the clouds in the sky were floating in the blue sky like cotton candy, as if the sun was about to set, slowly dyed a little red and yellow warm. Although I couldn’t see the sea or the mountains behind me, I still felt very comfortable when I leaned against the wall.

Apart from 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 higher and lower.

How wonderful it would be if there were no ethnic disputes, belief disputes, and national disputes in this world, and all were so free and easy to immerse themselves in their respective spiritual worlds!

If there was no such chaos, I would have accompanied my wife and children... Buck suddenly wanted to call Zhou Xiaoli and talk, but thinking about his special identity at this moment, it would be difficult to reveal his relationship with China, so he gave up embarrassedly.

Buck couldn't help but put his wrist on his knees, and gently tapped his fingers with the ups and downs of chanting scriptures.

It seemed as if he was tying his fingers, two gunshots suddenly came from the sky!

Crush that comfort and tranquility to pieces!
Chapter completed!