522 The saint of perfect merit

Liu Liwa stood outside the city and looked at the huge city like a dark cloud. It looked like a nine-day thunder disaster was coming. I don't know how many people in the city were rising up and calling for something. The huge sound came, as if it had penetrated the sky and made the mountains outside the city shake.

The huge smoke shrouded Linyu County, which made Liu Liwa feel very depressed. He listened and suddenly heard a clue from the huge sound wave. It turned out to be a neat and uniform voice made by countless people at the same time. They shouted, "True God is on!"

Damn it! Liu Li Wa cursed. He has only been walking for less than half a year. Has the people's belief in the true God in this city reached this level?

He walked into Linyu County with trepidation. The originally noisy city was completely shrouded in thick smoke at this time, trembling in the huge sound waves. The lively market was extremely deserted at this time. There were no pedestrians, no vendors, restaurants and restaurants were all closed, and even the beggars who stayed on the streets. I saw a trace.

The huge sound wave still resounded in my ears, and the thick smoke rolled straight into the sky. Liu Liwa walked in the direction of smoke and finally saw similar creatures. The black in front of him was full of people. This is the square at the gate of the local government office. It felt as if the whole city had gathered here. There were countless people who surrounded the huge square. The water could not be drained, and he knelt on the ground in black pressure. He saw that there were all kinds of people wearing them, including the county officials in official uniforms and the catchers and masters in the government office. Liu Liwa even saw a few familiar figures from the crowd. It turned out to be the girl intoxicated building and Yang Xiaosi!

I haven't seen them for half a year, and they actually joined the worship of God. I didn't expect that they developed so fast.

At this moment, people are worshipping. In the crowd, in the middle of the square, a tall wooden frame is built, seven or eight meters high, just like the watchtower on the ship. At the top is a small platform, only half a meter square, but there is a person standing on it.

It was a woman with black hair like a waterfall and white clothes like snow. She was slender and standing in the wind. Her black hair and white skirt floated in the wind. Her face was veiled and there was a certain distance from the ground, which made people unable to see her lineup clearly, but Liu Liwa knew her, which was I haven't seen a saint for a long time. I haven't seen her for such a long time, but she is still a saint. I don't want to find a mother-in-law or something. If I delay like this, I will really become a leftover girl!

Liu Liwa stood outside the crowd and watched the bustle. At this time, there were tens of thousands of people at the scene. Everyone knelt on the ground devoutly, looking at the high saint, shouting 'the true god is on top' in unison. Just under the high wooden shelf, there was a huge incense burner, which was full of incense and cigarettes slowly. Straight to the sky, next to the incense burner, there is a huge copper tripod. There is a flame in the tripod. Next to it, there are four children tying to the sky. Everyone holds a ball of spells written by killing in their hands. They keep the rune paper into the tripod rhythmically, and these rune paper have been specially processed. Every time one is thrown in, there will be a fire in the tripod. Soaring to the sky, Mars splashed everywhere, looking mysterious and solemn.

On the high shelf, the saint looked up at the sky. The dark clouds, black smoke and cigarettes in the sky were mixed together, like a cloud carrying a divine thunder, and she was indeed like a practicing fairy, about to cross the disaster.

Gradually, the voice of the believers' call gradually subsided. Liu Liwa came forward curiously and squatted beside a young man on the periphery. The man looked oily and careless. He should not be a crazy believer. He probably knelt on the ground and peeked at the bottom of the saint's skirt. Liu Liwa happened to inquire about the news with him: "Brother. Tai, brother..."

Liu Liwa called twice, but this guy didn't respond. Sure enough, as he guessed, he was peeking at the bottom of the saint's skirt, but the distance was too high, and he wore provoctuous trousers under his skirt, and he couldn't see anything substantial at all, but this guy still looked straight at it, even if he couldn't see it, in his mind. As you can imagine, this is YY.

Liu Liwa shouted twice again, but he still ignored it. Liu Liwa couldn't help raising his voice and shouted in his ear, "The true god is above, and the glory shines on my body!"

Liu Liwa's voice almost broke his eardrums. The brother was so scared that he almost jumped up and glanced at Liu Liwa, but he didn't dare to say anything. He knew that these were all crazy believers, but he was doing the job of blaspheming the saint. If he was known, he would be thrown into the tripod and burned to death immediately.

This buddy moved aside in accordance with the principle that he could not afford to avoid it. Liu Li Wa hurriedly followed and asked in a low voice, "Brother, I am a believer from other places. I was guided by the true God to come here to worship the saint. I just got here today. What are you doing?"

The pseudo-believer was not sure whether Liu Li Wa had seen what he had just happened. He was not sure. He immediately pretended to be a believer, kowtowed devoutly, and said, "The true God is above, and the glory shines on me. You don't know anything about this brother. The saint was sent by the true God to the world to send us the gospel and spread the glory of the true God. Now that the merit is perfect, it is time to return to the true God. If the true God is satisfied with what she has done and accepts us believers, he will drop miracles and give me peace and joy.

Oh, it's a miracle again! Liu Liwa smiled. It seemed that his 'God King' was not there. The saint was very lonely and only played with herself. However, revealing miracles is really helpful to his image in the hearts of believers.

While they were talking, a tsunami-like voice suddenly came from the crowd. Liu Liwei quickly followed the eyes of others and saw that the saint on the high shelf suddenly made a fairy fly up. The cloud sleeves were flying, and her wrists were slender. She reached out to the sky, as if someone in the sky was reaching out to her. Pull it up.

At this time, only the saint said, "The true God is above. The disciples follow your decree, go down to preach to the earth and bless the people. Now it is the time of the return of the disciples. With thousands of believers, they specially invite the true god to issue the decree, allow the disciples to return, and ask the true god to give miracles and embrace the believers peace and joy."

The saint muttered and prayed that the tens of thousands of believers kneeling below did not dare to wear it, but they could see the crazy look in their eyes, looking forward to the arrival of the true God.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no vision in the sky. There was nothing unusual at all. Could it be that the true god was unwilling to let the saint return? The believers couldn't help whispering, and some of them began to waver. At this time, a boy still put the spiritual charm in his hand into the tripod, which was also full of fire, but this time it was more than before. Every time it was fierce, and the fire rose to the sky, like a fire dragon rushing to the sky. In an instant, it ignited the wooden shelf next to it, and the shelf was immediately ignited. The flame was like a spirit snake, winding around the wooden frame and rushing to the top in the blink of an eye. Inevitably, the platform where the saint stood was also ignited, and the flame was like a huge wave. The saint's whole body was swallowed up...

The believers were scared to death by this sudden accident, and some women screamed intuitively...