The old priest used a sentence in the Bible as an opening remark: "A lifelong hard worker is a genius, but he is arrogant and stubborn, and even acts arrogantly. He was dismissed from the throne and took away his glory..."

In the past, Buck often followed Natasha to the church for baptism. Although he always had an onlooker attitude towards Western religions, he could also understand the meaning of his favorite metaphor: "You... Are you talking about the current situation in Ukraine?" He was a little puzzled. The Ukrainian people didn't work hard, and the people in this paradise all pay attention to being at ease and being free. Who knew that they had fallen into the pit this time?

Lord Gusef shook his head: "I mean the country you represent."

Buck sincerely: "I don't represent anyone, but Natasha and Peter both want me to come back and see you by name. I plan to follow the Russian border to the southeast to see it, and finally return to Kiev to leave this chaotic place."

Gusef's eyes were so old that there was a shiny light, pointing to the prayer believers below: "Do you know where the food in the church came from these days?"

Barker couldn't believe it: "Chinese? Did Mr. Ji arrange it when he came back last time?" He really didn't expect that Ji Dongyang could do such a thing after he came back last time.

The old priest observed him in a disguise expression and nodded: "The Chinese may be the nation in this world that is best at doing business except Jews. Although it is not directly provided by the Chinese, it is the method he introduced. Since last year, we have purchased grain from surrounding towns early. In addition to the various income income of the church, we are now asking believers to go to the surrounding area to promote the donated grain. From time to time, there are people who donate materials and funds in the name of Chinese groups. Otherwise, how can we last for so long? So I said you should come."

Buck wanted to explain that he just happened to be the right time, but according to the logic of the old priest, it is not time for him to come when he comes, so I won’t say much: “No matter what, you just think that you are a Chinese doing good deeds. Just stick to this period, don’t worry about so many.”

The old priest shook his head: "Nothing is free. The Chinese people do not mix political games at this time, but they know how to help win the hearts of the people and help them overcome difficulties. This plot is not small. What do you want to get? The Chinese people persist in working hard like this and finally have the opportunity to compete for the status of a world power. The United States is so arrogant and stubborn. Is this the psychological advantage that the Chinese people want to replace?"

Buck was speechless. He was not a good at national affairs. Ji Dongyang might be able to comment. He was an actionist, but this is a modern global village. Today, with the development of information, even on a small island in Southeast Asia, he could know the political turmoil in Ukraine. A priest from Kharkov could also understand what kind of ambitions and status quo of China had.

So the little mercenary was reluctant to speak to the priest who hosted his husband's wedding: "The Chinese country is gradually becoming stronger now, and this is indeed the result of the national country's continuous efforts. But I can't say that the country will be strong and will also strive for its own interests. However, the Chinese and Americans are essentially a little different, and I can't say which specific points are different. Let's see in the future. The starting point of the Chinese people always hope to make money with harmony, and there is still a big difference between Americans and they always point fingers."

The old priest seemed to be thinking, and after hearing what Buck said, he would ponder: "Where did you say you came from? What did you see?"

Buck explained his itinerary today from the beginning, from his unexpected driving route to various scenery and town scenery along the way, and finally the downtown area of ​​Kharkov, which was in a very unbearable state: "Peter thought more, and Natasha both told me to look around the east side. I still have a few days to go all the way to the south and finally return to Kiev... I may not enter the capital, because it is all politicians acting,"

Unexpectedly, the Patriarch sighed: "Okay, then I'll go with you, and I'll also go to the south to see what the surrounding towns have become."

Buck was a little surprised, but he did not refuse this suggestion. In any case, traveling with a pastor is definitely the safest itinerary when Ukraine is generally aware of Orthodox religion. This not only reduces his danger, but also effectively... Well, let's contact you for a relationship, at least Ji Dongyang came to do this job at the beginning.

However, Lord Gusef is so old, so Buck still suggests that one or two young followers come together.

So after a night of rest, when the van with freed food was on the road the next day, there was an additional pastor behind him. Another middle-aged priest, also wearing a black Orthodox priest, sat in the co-pilot, which made Buck pick up his previous bag and shock-proof box until the end, and hid the pistol, and of course, there were two barrels of full gasoline barrels along the way.

This Russian-style van is certainly not as comfortable as the Japanese Alpha SV, but the elderly priest sat behind without saying a word, with a quiet Caucasian dog lying beside his feet, holding a staff in one hand and stroking the dog's back with the other.

Buck had tried to keep the vehicle stable, but the road conditions were still barely enough, so the speed slowed down invisibly.

But the slower one was still behind. When Buck drove into a quiet town sixty kilometers away for the first time, the elderly pastor with a black square hat and a long hanging scarf on his shoulders just got off the car to soothe his muscles and bones, the whole town was boiling.

Compared to the past when Buck passed through various villages and towns, those people looked as quiet as usual. At most, they watched the independent van passing by with vigilant eyes. Few communicated with him. But obviously, in the eyes of the Orthodox believers who only have three pastors in Ukraine, it is such an exciting fact that the pastor, as the spokesperson of God, appeared in front of him!

Buck didn't know where so many people suddenly appeared. There were many people in almost every house, making people wonder if these people were waiting here. Originally, Buck just wanted to take a break here for lunch, but in the end he delayed for nearly three hours, crying and sad believers had not finished accusing the Patriarch, but the old man sat there calmly to give everyone a mass.

Buck was not in a hurry and went back to the van to remove the satellite phone battery that was charged with the solar panels glued to the roof. When he opened it, he saw Natasha leaving him a message asking him to call back as soon as possible. Compared with the current situation of various smart phone social networks that can transmit videos and pictures, satellite phones and even text messages have only been done in recent years.

The Ukrainian girl's tone was quite anxious: "Where are you? Go to Crimea quickly! The golden eagle is there!"

Golden eagle?
Chapter completed!