"The Lord has given me holy light to alert me to the lamb on the ground." Maitreya looked at the very serious priest, thought for a moment, raised his hand to concentrate on luck, and made the golden Buddha light emerge from his palm. The spiritual power of feeling is visible to the naked eye.
Under the inconspicuous golden light, the priest's eyes widened.
"I am the servant of the Lord, and the Lamb of the Lord! Can you tell me where is this place?" Seeing the priest stared in surprise, Maitreya asked with a slight smile on his face.
"This is Tai O." The priest stared at the golden light in Maitreya's hand, and subconsciously answered his words.
"Tao?" Maitreya turned his hand to put away the Buddha's light, and blinked slightly. Where is this
"New Territories, Hong Kong New Territories! Are you a mainland Chinese?" The priest subconsciously got a reply, but suddenly found that the young man's voice had a sound, so he looked at him with suspicion.
"Yes, I came to Hong Kong." After thinking about it for a while, Maitreya realized that he had traveled to Hong Kong. It would be troublesome to go to Tokyo.
"Are you really a Chinese boy?" The priest confirmed again and again.
"Lamb, do you think the Lord will separate the lambs according to the region?" Maitreya understood, but when he saw the priest's suspicious eyes, he was a little uncomfortable for no reason.
"The Lord is benevolent and will not separate the lambs by region, but he will save each of his lambs. Then, servant of the Lord, do you know my name?" The priest's eyes flashed.
"You are not the Lamb of the Lord, because the Lamb of the Lord never doubts the words of the Lord." Maitreya curled his lips from the bottom of his heart. The performance of this guy from just now to now is shrewd enough, but he is full of doubts about his beliefs, which is nothing at all. True believer, a guy who sells dog meat, a priest with a crooked mouth.
"I, I didn't doubt the Lord's words, you, would you memorize the Bible?" Seeing Maitreya's face, the priest became suspicious, and his courage gradually became stronger.
Maitreya looked at the shrewd priest with a crooked mouth, and was too lazy to pretend to be a ghost. After thinking for a while, he asked:
"How many years is today?"
"In 1993, hello, you haven't answered my words!" Seeing that Maitreya didn't answer the question, the priest subconsciously got a reply, and he was a little displeased, and asked if he would recite the Bible.
"I can't recite, I'm not your lord's servant. I just joked with you. I just passed by here today. I just climbed up while you were not paying attention." Maitreya made it clear, saying that he had just climbed the cross by mistake.
"Aberdeen, stowaway, I want to call the police to arrest you now." The priest heard that Maitreya was not a god servant, and when he thought of his seriousness and hesitation, his nose was a bit crooked, wasting his beliefs and wasting his time.
"Welcome." Maitreya did not show weakness. He did not do anything wrong. At most, he was used as a smuggler without an ID card. Hong Kong has not returned in 1993, but he is not afraid of the police, and he is not afraid of shadows.
"You..." Seeing Maitreya's true appearance, the priest couldn't help feeling a little angry.
"I don't do anything wrong in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." Maitreya said at the priest's intention, and then turned and left. It is one thing to be afraid of the police, but it is another matter to be afraid of the police. NS.
"Don't go, I want to call the police to catch you." Seeing Maitreya leisurely, the priest raised his foot and wanted to walk away. While his face flushed for a while, he stopped him from leaving, but at this moment, a volunteer evangelist issued a message. Surprised:
"Father, the cross, is the cross on you?"
"Cross!" Hearing the words of the volunteer preacher, the priest subconsciously touched his pocket, turned his head and looked down the table, his expression changed.
"Where is my cross!"
"Isn't there!" When Maitreya saw the priest looking around in a panic, the expressions of the surrounding believers changed drastically, and he couldn't help turning his head and pointing at them at the big wooden cross on the wall.
"Cross, gem cross, where did you go? Everyone, help find it." The priest and many preachers ignored Maitreya and began to look around, and issued a hurried drink, asking everyone to help together.
Gem cross! At most, our bald donkeys are repairing a bronze Buddha statue. You flock of sheepmen actually made a gemstone cross. Listening to the priest's words, Maitreya grinned and shook his head, lamenting that the world is not old.
"Don't go, did you take the cross?"
"Don't frame a good person, I am so big, except for two strings of beads and this fragment, nothing else." Seeing that the priest doubted himself, Maitreya frowned and looked at the short brown cotton-padded coat on her body, and pulled the strap on her body. The two strings of Buddhist beads and the four soul fragments in his sleeves, he was protecting the law in the sun and moon formation, and he didn't bring many long objects when he crossed over.
"You can't go, I want to call the police and let the police take care of it. Everyone at the scene, don't leave, and cooperate." The priest did not believe Maitreya's excuse, but he did not dare to follow him. He only said that he wanted to call the police and called out Everyone at the scene, let everyone help and cooperate.
A group of villagers and stupid women, Maitreya saw the followers who were yelled by the priest, and they stopped to cooperate with them. They couldn't help but curl their lips in their hearts, but thought that they might be framed as thieves, and they didn't know where to go after leaving here. , It's better to go to the police station for two days.
Although it’s not good to treat the police station’s prison as a temporary hostel, there is no other way. Maitreya stays in the church, waiting for a few police officers in uniform or green clothes or plain clothes to come over, and the priest will report to them. Was taken into a police car.
"It's so comfortable!" Maitreya once again sat on the soft sponge chair, and couldn't help but sigh. In ancient times, he didn't say that he was sleeping and sleeping. Even if he settled down, he didn't have a good environment to live in.
"Hey, are you from mainland China? My name is Xiao Yulong, how about you?" It may be the first time I saw someone sitting in a police car comfortably, and a plainclothes policeman asked in accent Chinese.
"My name is Wang and Wang Zimi. Now Hong Kong is developing really well." Maitreya poked his head out of the police car, nodded at Xiao Yulong, and at the same time glanced around the high-rise buildings, although it will not be able to compare with the future mainland cities. Than, but better than the mid-sixteenth century he was in. This chair is more comfortable to sit on than the master chair.
"Of course, after all, we developed first. How about your side?" The plainclothes policeman, Xiao Yulong, was a handsome man. Seeing that Maitreya had no prisoner consciousness, he couldn't help being a little surprised. After listening to his words of admiration for Hong Kong, he was a little bit surprised. Xiao Pride then asked with a smile.
"It's hard to say, but it will get better in the future." Mai Lehun smiled indifferently. Although he had seen China Land more than ten years later, he had just returned from a few hundred years ago, so it is hard to say.
"That's for sure! Someone called me, don't worry, smuggling is not a big deal, are there any relatives? I'll be fine if I call you later..."
Plainclothes Xiao Yulong smiled with Maitreya, and then when he heard someone calling him, he wanted to walk away. Maitreya looked at the back of him walking away and said'Thank you, Sir', and then hooked it with his left index finger. Hook up the full palm of his right hand, raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, and looked at the world he was in sorrowfully. The enemies are gone, how can he find relatives
(End of this chapter)