There are no relatives, and the prison is also required. If you don’t go to jail, and you don’t have money to live in a hotel, what should you do? When Xiao Yulong and his partner came back in plainclothes, they asked Maitreya if he had any relatives, and Maitreya shook his head directly.
"We have already found the suspect who stole the gemstone cross. Don't worry, but we can't tell you about the smuggling. Where is your home in the mainland? Do you have family members?" Xiao Yulong couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw Maitreya shook his head. Sentence, and then asked about the message in detail.
"My hometown is in Anhui Province, and there is no one at home. I came out with everyone. Then I got separated somehow. Actually, it doesn't matter where I go. Where will the police station send me?" Maitreya casually made up for himself. History, and then ask where you might go.
"I don't know, maybe it's repatriation, maybe it's a refugee camp, or maybe it's in jail. Are you afraid?" The plainclothes partner with Xiao Yulong is a middle-aged man with pale hair and a vicious face. He smiled and talked to Maitreya.
"Fear." Maitreya nodded slightly when he saw the plainclothes middle-aged man with nasty fun on his face. Whether he was in jail or in a refugee camp, or repatriated, he was not worried. He was worried that the other party would end up unexpectedly, and it was like Lao Lin said. The things you don’t know are the most terrible.
"Haha, in fact, don't be afraid. The people who came to Hong Kong this year are not bad for you, haha." Seeing Maitreya's face was worried, the middle-aged man couldn't help showing a little nasty and satisfied smile, and then suddenly remembered and said:
"My name is Liu Zhaoming, you can call me Ming sir, how about you?"
"My name is Wang Zi Mi, Ming Sir." Maitreya looked at the middle-aged man like a big brother, and asked with such a good behaving.
"Hey, you believe in Buddhism!" Liu Zhaoming didn't care too much about Maitreya's obedientness, and turned his head unconsciously. Seeing the Buddhist beads on Maitreya's neck and wrist, he asked with some surprise.
"Well, I have been a monk." Maitreya nodded.
"Isn't the mainland saying..."
The topic gradually ran away. Maitreya sat in the back row, Xiao Yulong and Liu Zhaoming sat in the front row. Xiao Yulong drove the car and returned to the police station office building in the suburbs.
As Liu Zhaoming said, in Hong Kong at this time, there are countless Chinese who bypassed the border check. Maitreya was not embarrassed. Even the previous case of the theft of the gemstone cross was not asked. He was only asked. After a few words of origin, he was invited into a somewhat gloomy cell.
"Hey, newcomer, committing slander? The Zhongyuan Festival is coming in." There was only one resident in the gloomy cell. Seeing someone coming in through the fence, he couldn't help asking in cheerful Cantonese.
"Didn't you also come in on Mid-Year Festival!" Maitreya looked at the lean-looking, cheerful guy all over his body, couldn't help but smiled and said something unexpectedly at the same time. The day he was here happened to be Yulan. Pen meeting, this is really a coincidence!
"Mainland boy?" The prisoner caught Maitreya's strange place all at once.
Maitreya was identified at a glance, and did not conceal the rebuttal, but nodded, and then, there was no more, the guy listened to him, and stopped talking, there is no contempt for it, but he can’t find any common topics. .
One more prisoner soon appeared in the unmanned prison. One was handcuffed by the police, a fat man with glasses and a little wretched guy was sent in and locked in the number bar next to Maitreya, waiting to be sent off. As soon as the man’s police left, the man began to curse:
"This group of bad guys, the Mid-Year Festival is not willing to stop."
"King Loach, what did you do today?" The thin prisoner on the other side listened to the voice and asked.
"What's up with you? Bad gambling ghost." The wretched fat prison rushed back unceremoniously.
"Cut, Loach King."
Looking at the two prisoners who clearly knew him, Maitreya did not make a sound, but listened carefully to their quarrels, and then closed his eyes and held the mantra. In an instant, he entered concentration and practiced. After cultivating into the Buddha's light, he entered concentration quickly. many.
The two inmates who were arguing outside were arguing for a while. After feeling that both sides were saying something ill-nourished, they both mumbled and fell silent, and the prison suddenly became silent.
Time flowed bit by bit, the light of the Vajra Buddha flowed in Maitreya's body, and the whole body was quiet and peaceful. If it did not move, after the clock in the police station passed 11 o'clock in the night, a ray of inspiration flashed through his mind, and thoughts seemed like magnetic waves. Like a burst of fire.
The room corridors of the entire police building, clocks and clocks, the inmates screaming on both sides, and the police officers on duty at night, were included in Maitreya’s spiritual thoughts in the blink of an eye, and even the smell of supper on the table, Maitreya It can be smelled through divine consciousness, but in a fixed state, there is no greedy, no drooling.
"This appointment is the celestial eye connection!" Maitreya was in a fixed state, looking at the entire police station, a little clear in his heart, this is the opening of the celestial eye of the six magical powers.
There are five eyes and six abilities in the Diamond Sutra. The so-called five eyes refer to the five kinds of physical eyes, celestial eyes, wisdom eyes, dharma eyes, and Buddha eyes. Pass.
The so-called communicator is free and unobstructed. Although there are five eyes and six links, there is only one kind of substance, which is to cross tangible or intangible obstacles to see, hear, and know actions.
Maitreya initially passed the Vajra Mantra meditation practice, and obtained the celestial vision. Similar to the divine mind in the novel, he can overcome the obstacles of sight in the fixed state, collect everything around him into the eyes of the sky, and open a map view.
Although the map view is opened, Maitreya's realm mana is not enough. Not to mention the physical body, there are still obstacles to the fixed state. For everything, you can only look at the appearance of the wholeness, and you can't move the grass and the tree. They are all in the eyes, and you can see the truth at a glance, but you can't force too much.
Maitreya tried to forge himself while watching the situation in the police station with the sky eye. Finally, he set his eyes on the fire outside the police building, and saw three police officers, two men and one woman, burning through the night at twelve o'clock. Put the yellow paper and the golden boy and jade girl into the fire, and then start a conversation.
Although Maitreya's heavenly eyes could not see through everything, but by focusing on the past, he could also open up his ears and hear their conversations.
Among the three police officers, two men are all plainclothes, one tall and one short. The taller is young and handsome, and looks a bit like Zhiqiu Yiye. The name on the chest of the police is Jin McGee, and the shorter one is He was a bit wretched, with mushroom heads, and his name was Meng Chao on his ID. The two were chatting with a girl in police uniform, Ayan, and they talked on the night without knowing it.
"Ayan, do you know, where is our police station before?" Facing Jin McGee's question, the exquisite Ayan looked at the pink paper lady in the fire and shook her head. , Meng Chao next to him took advantage of the situation and said:
"Guess!"
"Funeral home!" Ayan let go of her imagination, but Jin McGee shook her head.
"No, I tell you, this place used to be a Japanese army club. When Japan surrendered, they committed suicide by amputating their stomachs here. In order to prevent their ghosts from making trouble, we have to burn more golden boys and girls to serve them."
"Then why do you have to burn at twelve o'clock?"
"The ghost door is closed!"
(End of this chapter)