Zhuang Buyuan came out, and the reporters could not care about Jessepha. The camera immediately aimed at Zhuang Buyuan's direction. Three hammerers followed Zhuang Buyuan obediently. The believers beside him were serving the food in their hands piously, and Zhuang Buyuan took it casually and handed it to the hammerers behind him.

Three hammered men ate voraciously.

Hammers have low requirements for food, but the amount required is really large.

Wherever he passed, devout believers worshiped him.

"Did you take a photo just now? Let me see it!" Jessefa didn't care about anything else and quickly asked to watch the reporter's video record.

He tossed and turned the video that appeared not far away from Zhuang several times, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

No matter how you look at it, Zhuangbu is like it appears out of thin air.

"This is really the most clever trick I've ever seen, but it doesn't matter... I'll definitely find out the truth."

He ran to the place where he appeared not far from the village, stamped his feet on the ground, as if he wanted to find some mechanism.

"Professor Jessepha, can you tell us what role does the prophet play in Hebrews?" the reporter chased after him and asked.

"We in Hebrews believe that God is invisible and will not appear in the world in any image, so we do not worship any concrete image, do not set up holy images, do not worship tangible people, we worship God himself. The prophet is his spokesperson, spreading his commandments." Jesseph said, "In theory, prophets should be able to foresee what is going to happen. They warn those facing disasters, if they repeatedly insist on violating God's teachings, what kind of disaster will come to them."

"In other words, what the prophet said is right... If it is wrong, then he is not a prophet."

"So, if you want to prove that a person is not a prophet, just prove that his words are wrong. As long as someone stands up and questions them, they will be eager to prove themselves and will be exposed at that time."

Speaking of this, Joseph seemed to find confidence again, and he strode forward, blocking the not-far-distance path of Zhuang.

The current Zhuang is not far away, using the image of Orion. A middle-aged strong man over 1.9 meters away. If it weren't for the signature smile of Zhuang not far away, this murderous man would have scared the baby to cry.

Jessepha stood in front of him, half of his head shorter, and his body shape was not on the same level.

However, Jeseph's eyes were shiny, like two small light bulbs, staring at Zhuang not far away.

"Sir, what kind of mission did you come with?"

Zhuang Buyuan blinked, how should he answer this?

He subconsciously touched his pocket, why was there no "Prophet User Manual" in his pocket at this time?

He doesn’t understand religion, and he doesn’t know how to pretend to be a ghost. What should he do at this time?

Fortunately, Jeseph was tempting him. He quietly blinked at the reporter, signaling him to record it, and then said in panic:

"Did you bring God's will? Did we do something wrong? Is there any disaster coming?"

When the believers next to him were scared and shivered when they heard his words.

"Is there any disaster coming?"

"It must be those who have turned against God and have angered God! God should punish them!"

“God will not abandon us, the devout believers…”

"It must be God who hated us for war, so he sent a prophet to take away our land..."

Anyway, there are all things to say.

Zhuang Buyuan blinked, could that be fine?

Hey, this is a good idea.

Zhuang Buyuan wished he could give these people medals.

He stood up straight, raised his head, stretched out his hands, and looked into the sky.

Jessepha blinked at the reporter next to him, which meant: "Look, it's starting!"

I know that these scammers can't stand it.

At this time, of course, you have to make some sensational remarks to show your identity.

As the saying goes, there will be mistakes when speaking too much. The more these scammers say, the faster they expose them.

Zhuang not far away put out his pose and looked around. There was no light coming down. He whispered: "Light!"

"Swish", a ray of sunlight shone down from the sky and gathered on him, holy and warm.

"oh……"

"God..."

The believers knelt down again.

Zhuang Buyuan sighed that these people are so easy to cheat. If they arrive in the state, they will not be deceived by various health products or original stocks and will be ruined.

How could Jessepha's eyes explode?

What the hell is going on?

The winter in Liumangzhou is wet and rainy, and it is always cloudy around the past two days, but at this time, the clouds cracked a gap, and the sunlight shone directly on the body not far away in the village.

Jessepha had a premonition...

I met an opponent.

This guy is definitely not a prophet, but... it is so difficult to deal with and so well prepared liars, it is so difficult to see!

"I..." Zhuang Buyuan had just made a voice and suddenly felt that this was wrong. The prophet's prophecy should be a little more grand, right?

"The manor is me, I am the manor..." Zhuang Buyuan silently said, his body suddenly swelled a little more, and then a deafening sound came out of his mouth.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

"I am furious! The promised land I have given is filled with milk and honey, but now it is soaked in blood!"

"I'm angry! My people were once simple and pious, but now they are greedy!"

"I am furious! I will take back the land I have given! I will take back the glory I have given!"

"You shall lead the water of the sea of ​​blazing sea to this land under my feet, and cleanse all blood and sins!"

The sudden huge sound scared the believers trembled.

Yesopher looked around in surprise, trying to find the speaker.

How could such a loud sound be made by humans?

He thought for a while, pulled the microphone of the reporter next to him and looked at the ground.

If the microphone approaches other speakers, it will scream. In this way, you will definitely find the speaker.

But he still found nothing.

Zhuang Buyuan finished speaking, watching the shocked believers stayed there, at a loss.

It was not as good as Zhuangwu was imagined, so he immediately ran to dig the river or something.

I feel like I should make them more pressing, otherwise these guys will be delayed for thirty or fifty years, and then the daylily will be cold?

"Every day, I will retrieve a piece of land..." Zhuang looked at the clouds in the sky not far away, and then had an idea: "I will drop the continuous rain, and I will retrieve the places where the rain water is poured into."

The believers stared at him blankly.

Suddenly, a drop of rain fell from the sky and dripped onto the ground, with a bang.

Then the rain suddenly came down.

Everyone ran away in panic, as if the rain indicated unknown.

Only Jeseph did not run away. He stared blankly at Zhuang not far away, and his belief in his heart was shaken.

Is this guy really a prophet?

Then he saw Zhuang Buyuan strode over and looked him up and down: "Brother, are you very professional? Do you want to be my consultant?"
Chapter completed!