St. Peter's Square is where countless devout Catholic believers gather.
Among them, there are many people who are terminally ill. They pray here and follow the relics of the saints, in order to be saved after death and go to heaven, or for a miracle to happen to themselves and their terminal illness to be cured.
They have no way of knowing whether the former wish can be realized, but the latter wish can be seen and heard with their own eyes. However, it is a pity that most believers have never seen it except for the relevant legends they have always heard.
Miracles truly happen in your own hands.
A barefoot man in a cloak came slowly. This time, he came to a believer with a broken leg. This believer was sitting in a wheelchair and was neatly dressed. Although his hair was somewhat gray, his face still had a faint expression.
smile.
The word optimism seems to always accompany this male believer. Only when he glanced at his broken leg did the believer's eyes flash with a trace of regret.
"Do you believe in God?" The barefoot man stopped and asked gently.
The sound is magnetic and makes people feel happy.
"Of course I believe it. My only regret is that I cannot rely on my own legs to kneel up the Holy Mountain to pray in front of the Holy Tomb and feel the greatness of the Lord." The believer with the broken leg said softly, looking at the strange man now.
, he didn't know why, but he actually expressed his sincerity to him.
"Is this your wish?" The barefoot man slowly said to him: "What if you realize it, will you be able to accept the courage to change your life once you have your legs again?"
"courage?"
"Yes, with a healthy body, you will lose most of your current benefits. You must step out of society again and support yourself in a job that is physically and mentally tiring." The barefoot man pointed to a woman in shabby clothes: "You can
Look at her, she is different from you, she needs to work all the time, so that she can only have a little time to come here to seek spiritual comfort."
"Haha." The man with the broken leg smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have had enough of this kind of life. If I can stand up again, I will support myself and chase my dreams again."
"Oh? Dream?" The barefoot man put his hand on the man's leg: "Can you tell me, what dream do you have?"
"I... used to be an athlete, a very good long-distance runner. My goal is to become a champion in all competitions."
"You are almost 50 years old."
"Yes, but that's no reason to run away, is it? God is watching us, but we humans should always try."
"God loves the world." The barefoot man chuckled and said, "I may not be able to realize your dream for you. However, future world champion, please stand up now."
"What?" The man with the broken leg looked at the barefoot man in confusion: "You asked me to stand up? Is this a humiliation?"
"No, this is your miracle." The barefoot man shook his head: "Please stand up, kid."
"I..." The man with the broken leg couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He slowly raised his hands, trembling, trying to regain the feeling of being grounded.
"Take your time and recall the feeling you had when you were running on the track. The moonlight was enchanting and the breeze was so gentle on your face."
"You can do it"
"I..." The man with the broken leg stood up tremblingly with excitement. He opened his mouth wide and looked at his leg that had been unconscious for a long time and was even necrotic. In desperation, he actually touched it with his hand.
"Oh God, it's OK, it's OK, God, my legs are back."
The man's cry of grief attracted the attention of many people.
"Isn't that from John's family?" A lady frowned, and then suddenly became surprised: "Oh my god, why did he stand up?"
"What's going on?" A tourist approached.
"God, John's boy actually stood up. He had a broken leg."
"Could it be an act? There are a lot of liars."
"No." The lady shook her head: "He had already broken his leg 20 years ago. I even saw him at that time. It was such a pity."
"So what's going on now?" The tourist was a little excited: "Is it really the legendary miracle?"
Many people who knew John came running over.
"Oh my God, John, have you received divine favor?"
The man with the broken leg excitedly pointed at the man in cloak walking towards the cathedral and said, "It's him, he restored my legs for me. He is the apostle sent to the world by the Lord."
The words of the man with the broken leg caused a large group of believers to surge behind the barefoot man. They shouted the name of God and Christ, hoping to be saved by the barefoot man. However, the barefoot man went his own way and was not disturbed by these people at all.
I just walked slowly towards the direction of the Holy See. I only stopped when I saw a terminally ill believer along the way, asking about his dream and bringing him health.
"This is my daughter, the great apostle, please save her." A mother ran over holding her little daughter.
"She suffered from a serious disease, and no hospital was willing to take her in. They all said that this was a disease that only God could save."
This mother has long brown hair and a pale face, and the girl in her arms has an equally pale face, and her hands and feet are covered with sores. Coupled with her young age and weak body, plus this
One look at mother and daughter and you can tell that they are not from a wealthy family, and maybe they are not citizens either. Those hospitals are willing to take them in, so there really is something wrong with them.
"Oh my God, what a scary girl." Several female believers behind the barefoot man couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Please..." Mother said weakly.
"Apostle of God, save me first. I have a foundation, and I will let more people live. This girl, I will have her sent to my private clinic right away, where she will get the best treatment.
of."
An old man with white hair, wearing a crisp suit, walked quickly, followed by a beautiful woman dressed fashionably and several men in suits.
"Can you let me see her?" The barefoot man ignored the rich white-haired old man, just hugged the girl and whispered: "I can feel that her life is slowly passing away."
"Apostle~" The woman behind the white-haired old man stood up and said: "Please check on our directors first. How could this girl suffer from such a disease if she had not lost God's favor?"
"God loves the world." The barefoot man smiled and put the little girl on the ground, and said softly: "However, God's grace is not priceless."
"If there's a price, then it's easy to tell." The white-haired old man coughed: "May I ask where the apostle practices in the church? I have some wealth. If you can help the apostle, just ask."
"All your wealth." The barefoot man gently touched the girl's head: "When you are completely like this mother, come to me again."
"I..." The white-haired old man opened his mouth wide and was at a loss.
"Why? You can treat that man for free. Our director has lived with countless people, but you do this? What kind of apostle are you?" the woman shouted.
"People are always greedy and never satisfied." The barefoot man shook his head and returned the girl to her mother.
There is no doubt that the sores on the girl's body have completely disappeared.
This made her mother cry uncontrollably and made more people want this man to treat them.
However, they found that they could not get within half a meter of this man no matter what, unless he wanted to.
"Please help me." Some terminally ill believers were like a swimmer who found the last straw floating on the river, shouting vigorously in an attempt to grab this straw.
However, the barefoot man remained the same, ignoring the eager eyes of the believers around him, and came to the main entrance of the church.
"You...you..." The two priests guarding the church looked pale at the dense crowd of believers behind the barefoot man.
A group of black priests rushed out of the church and were about to take the barefoot man away by force. However, as soon as they walked out of the gate, the leader of the priest's face darkened: "What's going on?"
"Captain, that apostle performed miracles, cured many people's diseases, and even made people with broken legs stand up again, so all the believers...all followed."
"Damn it, he's not an apostle," the black-clad priest captain cursed in a low voice.
"However, those believers think he is."
A bishop in white came from the door and approached the captain: "Listen to what he wants."
"We, the Holy See, cannot forcefully take him away in front of so many believers. This will destroy our credibility." The white-clothed bishop slowly shook his head: "Moreover, this person may be from the Cult of Order."
"Those heathens~" The captain of the priest widened his eyes and looked at the barefoot man fiercely: "Are they... actually trying to pollute the holy holy city?"
"God will punish them"
The barefoot man saw the bishop in white, slowly climbed up the stairs and looked at the bishop and said: "Your name, believer of God."
"Bishop Marley, what about you, dear guest, the commotion you caused has made our Holy See feel uneasy." Bishop Marley paused and whispered.
"My name is Shennong, and I am currently the chief archbishop under the Starry Sky Pope, the God of Order."
"Archbishop" Bishop Marley couldn't help being slightly shocked: "What...are you here for?"
"A sacred object from our God of Order accidentally fell into your Holy See. In order to save these sentient beings, I need that holy object to perform magical magic and save all living beings, so I hope that your sect can return it to the divine sect.
"
Bishop Marley's face suddenly turned ugly: "I've heard this before. How come I, the Holy See, have the holy relics of your religion?"
"Haha, this is not urgent." The barefoot man Shennong said with a smile: "I plan to set up an altar here to treat the residents of this holy city. When the time comes, many archbishops and even elders of our religious sect will come in person and ask for your advice.
Don’t mind it.”
"What?" Bishop Marley almost fell down: "A group of high-level officials came to the door of our Holy See. Is this a demonstration?"
"God loves the world. I believe that the Holy See agrees with us on this point and will definitely not sit back and watch the world suffer."
