Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 73 Rescue
Su Mengfan no longer tensed up. He glanced to the left and then to the right in frustration, worried that the speaker was talking to someone else.

But there was no one else around, and the man was talking to him.

So Su Mengfan slowly raised his head and saw the eyes of a rather short, smiling man. The man was wearing a large robe, with dark golden hair, and his cheeks were rosy. He was looking towards him in a friendly manner. Reach out.

It was a matter of life and death, Su Mengfan had to respond, so with a tense face, he didn't dare to smile, and quickly stretched out his hand.

"Why doesn't he retract his hand like others? And he doesn't look at me with disgust like others?" Su Mengfan thought.

"How dare he shake my hand? Why did he come over in person? Knowing that everyone around wants to stay as far away from me as possible!"

"I will help you, my brother!" continued the man with flushed cheeks. "My brothers and I will protect you and help you to cheer up and restore your spirit and strength."

Su Mengfan just nodded, and his new friend understood what he meant.

"You can also see that if you don't accept our help, who will you accept? With your current state, no one will contact you except us, right?"

Su Mengfan felt that there was no need to pretend anymore, so he shook his head honestly.

"When you go to the watchtower, they will show you around, and it will open your eyes," Timothy said in a positive tone.

"Do you know what the Son of God, Jesus Christ, said to the believers in Laodicea?" He saw Su Mengfan avoiding his eyes.

He shook his head slightly to show reproach, and raised his index finger to reinforce his tone:
"Jesus said, I urge you to buy some ointment from me and rub your eyes, so that you will see. But Jesus wasn't talking about physical illness."

His tone rose, and his voice was obviously excited. He was obviously going to give the inquisitive person an astonishing insight.

Su Mengfan immediately expressed great interest.

"Jesus was referring to spiritual blindness," Timothy said.

He further explained, "Like thousands of lost souls like you who walk blindly in the dark, must be saved.

But our true God, Yahweh, is the salve that opens your eyelids so that you can see the real world.

Otherwise, you can only see the tangible, but not the intangible such as the spirit. "

Su Mengfan thought that the ointment should have worked 4 days ago.

Because he didn't answer, Timothy thought that this complicated concept needed to be further explained, so he was quiet for a while, allowing Su Mengfan to slowly digest and comprehend what he had heard.

But five minutes later, Timothy's thoughts were interrupted by flashing lights ahead.

He excitedly reported the good news: "Did you see the light in the distance? That is the Liao Watch Tower! We are here!" But there was no tower there at all, and Su Mengfan felt a little lost.

It was a regular train in a tunnel, its headlights flickering feebly in the dark, illuminating a distance of about [-] meters ahead.

When Timothy and Su Mengfan walked to the front of the train, a fat man in a robe like Timothy climbed down from the cockpit to greet them.

He blushed, hugged Timothy, and called him "my dear brother", but Su Mengfan felt that this was more a metaphor than an expression of love.

"Who is this young man?" The fat man asked in a low voice, smiling gently at Su Mengfan.

"Su Mengfan, our new brother, he is willing to walk the path of truth with us, study the Bible, abandon evil and promote good!" Timothy said energetically.

"Hi! The 'Watchtower Club' welcomes you! My dear brother Su Mengfan!" the fat man said in a low tone.

Su Mengfan was suddenly surprised to find that his body was emitting a stench.

"Now," as they leisurely walked through the first car.

Timothy said kindly, "Before you meet other brothers in the kingdom, you must clean yourself up, the Lord God is clean and God.

And he wants his followers to keep their spiritual, moral and physical cleanliness.

Of course, there is also the purity of thought.We live in a dirty world. "He said, looking pitifully at Su Mengfan's dirty clothes.

"We are in the eyes of God, so we must try to keep clean, my brother." As he concluded, he drove Su Mengfan to a hidden place covered with tape not far from the entrance of the carriage.

Timothy ordered him to take off his clothes, handed him a piece of smelly gray soap, and five minutes later flushed him with a rubber hose.

Su Mengfan tried not to think about what the soap was made of.

In any case, it not only washed the dirt off his skin, but also the stench from his body.

After everything was settled, Timothy gave Su Mengfan a relatively clean robe that was the same as his.

He looked at the bullet casing hanging around Su Mengfan's neck with disgust, thinking it was like a pagan amulet, but Timothy didn't make a sound and just sighed angrily.

This is really amazing, how can there be this strange train that doesn't move in the middle of a tunnel?

Now it has become the shelter of the Watchtower Society, and there is actually a source of water in such an environment.

When Su Mengfan asked about the strange water source at the other end of the hose and how such a structure was built, Timothy just smiled mysteriously.

Saying that being true to God Yahweh drives people to do heroic and glorious deeds.

This explanation is really confusing, but it seems to be enough.

Then they entered the second car, with long empty tables between the hard horizontal benches.

Following a seductive scent, Timothy walked up to a man who seemed to be conjuring a spell in a cauldron.

Timothy returned from him with a plate of gruel-like gruel, which proved to be delicious, although Su Mengfan couldn't tell what it was made of.

As he hurriedly scooped up the hot porridge with an old aluminum spoon, Timothy looked at him lovingly and lost no time in conveying:
"Don't think I don't trust you, brother, but your belief in God doesn't seem to be deep enough.

Can you imagine a world without him?

Could our world really have created itself if it hadn't been according to His will?

Such a vast and boundless form of life, such a beautiful earth..." He looked around the restaurant,
"... Are these just coincidences?"

Su Mengfan looked around the carriage, except for themselves and the chef, he didn't see any other life forms.

He had no choice but to drink his porridge with his head down again, muttering a few words suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)