You need to buy a ticket to visit scenic spots. This is a very reasonable and economical thing. The only bad thing is that it makes Ringer's already poor wallet even worse. Fortunately, the Kingdom of Great Brita has a high international status.
, the currency value is strong enough, and you can save a lot of money after converting it into Lesenberg's own currency.
The idea of careful calculation made Lin Ge suddenly go back to the days when he was still in Linville City, and he would go to Uncle Moredi's bakery on time every weekend and buy the bread distributed during the seven-day gift. But that was already
Things are in the past, and it seems that they will never come back. Today is December 31st. Starting from tomorrow, January 1st, 1856, there will be no Tianxin Church in the world. If you still want to find out about a certain person in the past
I'm afraid we have to ask the nearby residents in detail about the taciturn pastor's deeds, but will they remember such a distant event?
For all people in the world who are eager to survive, what happened two months ago is far enough and long enough. If anything leaves their lives for more than two months, it will immediately evaporate and dissipate like snowflakes under the sun.
Without a trace. This cannot be blamed on their bad memory, it is just because the world requires people to bear too many and too heavy things, so they have to abandon something before they can move on.
With a sudden and indescribable feeling, Ringer handed the coin to the conductor at the entrance of the scenic spot and waited to get the ticket from him. However, the conductor was not in a hurry to collect the money, but asked first: "Sorry,
Dear guests, I would like to ask, is any of you named David?"
"Huh?"
Alice asked strangely: "What, do you need to register your name when buying a ticket to visit?"
The management is so standardized, I am not allowed to give you a 5a scenic spot rating, and then write a few soft articles to brag about it in the newspaper, saying how rigorous the constitutional government of Lesenberg is, using scientific management methods to build scenic spots, and embodying great wisdom in every detail.
, and then rises to the credibility of the government and the basic quality of the citizens. In comparison, the management of scenic spots in the Kingdom of Great Brita is too loose. Tourists trample on the lawns, litter, and beat small animals.
Open defecation! If the quality of the people is so low, does this country still have a future? This must be a problem with the system...
The golden retriever maid couldn't help but fell into deep thinking.
It’s actually not that complicated.
"This is a rule that has been passed down from a long time ago." The conductor, who is a local, patiently explained: "It is said that there were clear regulations as early as the Avignon period. People named David are prohibited from entering or leaving the village, and even
They were not even allowed to get close. Later, when the village of Avignon was transformed into the city of Avignon, and the former village site became today's scenic spot, due to the insistence of some traditional citizens, they even appealed to the city government.
In order to calm the situation and respect customs, the mayor still maintained similar rules."
Is there such a thing?
After listening to this, everyone expressed their knowledge. They thought that the regional discrimination of the Renvitin people had already stood at the top of the human discrimination chain. Unexpectedly, they had walked the same path that the Avignon people had walked 700 years ago.
, and even still wins: instead of engaging in low-end regional discrimination, they have already engaged in high-end name discrimination!
Princess Beimang said with emotion several times: "Humans are really terrible creatures."
This time, even Xie Mi nodded with deep sympathy.
"In other words," Alice, who knew the reason, raised her eyebrows slightly, "If there is indeed someone named David among us, he can't enter the Windmill Village ruins to visit?"
The conductor showed a subtle smile: "In principle."
In principle, this is... such a familiar statement, Alice almost thought that she had not traveled through time and was still in the original world. Considering that continuing to go deeper on this topic would easily trigger an irresistible force of harmony, she quickly shook her head,
Putting all these thoughts out of his mind, he then showed his hands to the conductor: "That's a pity, there is no one named David among us, so."
So, if you want us to give you money, it’s impossible.
The conductor didn't seem to hear the implication of Alice's words. He nodded, accepted the money, handed the tickets to them, and said: "Then, I wish you all a pleasant travel experience."
He just asked casually to complete the task. How could he have so much free time to find out the names of the guests. In the end, it was just an old rule from hundreds of years ago. People nowadays are not so serious about implementing it, let alone
Can't delve into the meaning behind it.
Entering Windmill Village from the gate of the scenic spot, which is the village of Avignon before the 12th century AD, you will first see a straight stone path, which seems to have been built later, because the construction technology is obviously more advanced, and the flat ashlar stones are tightly jointed.
The potholes made by raindrops indicate that it is at least a hundred years old; the most common local summer cherry trees are planted on both sides of the road. This kind of tree only blooms in summer and is often considered by botanists to belong to the same family and genus as the local primrose.
Plants can be thought of as enlarged versions of primroses, so they are not as majestic and tall as evergreen trees, but they are delicate, compact and quite interesting.
Whether it is the corner of the stone path or the top of the cherry tree, it is covered with unswept snow, and the gray color reveals a bit of the chill of late winter. There are few other tourists, only the footsteps of a group of people in the empty space.
Echo.
Alice couldn't stand such a quiet atmosphere, so she took the initiative to find a topic. The most suitable topic at this time was of course the weird rule mentioned by the conductor just now.
"So, why are there such rules?" She put her hands on the back of her head, walked in an arrogant manner, and said casually: "People named David cannot enter the village. This is naked discrimination."
Metien guessed: "Maybe it's because there was a man named David who offended the villagers of Avignon, so they were very angry and wouldn't let these people enter the village?"
"Isn't this just expressing anger?" Alice pouted: "Besides, there are so many people named David in the world, how can the villagers stop them all?"
"Then I guess there must be an evil magician who put a curse on the villagers here, making them all hate people named David!" Xie Mi also joined the discussion with interest.
But Alice felt that her guess was even more unreliable than Merdine's statement: "How boring a magician would be to do such a thing? Would you do it in your place? I wouldn't do it anyway."
That's not necessarily the case.
Everyone thought silently.
"Maybe it's just nonsense rumors, just like outsiders often regard the Moryas as demons that cause disasters." Saint Xalia said softly: "Human beings like to use alarmist statements to stimulate emotions.
Through rational thinking. At this time, the more absurd and illogical the argument is, the more convincing they will be."
Olvera did not guess, but had a subtle reverie, and murmured: "There must be a deep, complicated, twisted and sad story hidden in it, just like the curious Victorique and the lost Porta.
, or like the fanatical Hiltetus and the dream-seeking Miss Shulika..."
The names she mentioned should all be names of people in the novel, but Ringer had never heard of any of them, and he was not interested in commenting on them. Because the young people knew very well that in fact, their guesses were all wrong.
The answer lies ahead.
After walking forward for a few minutes, we came to the end of the stone path. Here we can see another statue, which is of a young shepherd in his twenties. He was dressed simply or simply, holding a tool to drive the sheep.
He wore a leather whip and a paper mask on his face, revealing only a pair of copper-engraved eyes.
He turned his back to the direction of the village, as if he wanted to leave, then raised his head and looked back at his hometown, the land where he grew up. The emotions revealed in his cold metallic eyes were expressed through the hands of the sculptor.
It was vivid and vivid, including love and reluctance, guilt and sadness. If you feel it carefully, you can seem to feel the anger and hatred burning deep in his heart. Several lambs with soft fur surround him.
Next to him, he licked his master's trouser legs, but he couldn't make him look down.
Perhaps because the sculptor's skills were too exquisite, the lifelike lamb made the lamb led by Saint Shalia mistakenly think it was seeing its own kind, so he hurriedly came closer and licked it, only to find that it was cold metal.
She immediately let out a cry of grievance, which also made Alice laugh out loud with joy.
"There are statues here too?" Oveira tilted her head curiously: "And the mask on his face..."
The shepherd I saw at the market outside the city also wore the same mask.
"Statue of David the Sinner."
The young man's voice rang out, telling everyone the story of this statue: "Didn't I tell you the story of the wind and this land before? There was once an invisible wind belt surrounding the old Avignon.
The village brought a warm climate, abundant precipitation and abundant wind power, which led to the development of the local windmill industry. Later, due to unknown reasons, this wind belt suddenly disappeared. About it
There are many hypotheses in geography and climatology, but the local legend believes that it was because of people's disrespect that angered the magnificent storm, so that it left this land and never visited here again.
People."
"So, with the unanimous consent of the villagers of Avignon at that time, the sinner who blasphemed the great wind was expelled from the village and banned from ever setting foot on this land again for the rest of his life. Even people with the same name were implicated.
They were hostile and driven away by the Avignon people and later the Avignon people."