We all listened a little poulybalsya, and in two minutes the old habit of going with the city face, always sour and unhappy, took over. And anyway, I was expecting to see the gilded domes and the like, and there are neat little houses and all. However, they have a constantly burning fire. They worship fire and Sun. But the Temple does not look like. It so happened that the monks found a place where the ground beyond the natural gas, and here on the cliff top founded his Church. I started to ask: