Chapter 479 Ice Spring Ceremony?

Su Ming was just venting his anger. He was not so cruel as to beat an old man to death, even though the old man deserved to die.

The fear just now had passed, and Su Ming's mind had basically recovered. In the territory of the Luer people, beating their patriarch and high priest to death would be very difficult even if he was a real apostle.

Besides, his "apostle" was a fake.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you? You always burn yourself or others!" Su Ming said angrily.

The old man Alay waved his hand, "Emile, take the boys out."

"Father..." Emile looked at Su Ming with some worry. However, his attitude at this time was completely different from the initial one. Not only did he not dare to raise his gun to scare, he did not even dare to say a word of threat.

"Enough! Are you going to continue to blaspheme the apostle of God!" The old man was missing a front tooth, and his voice was leaking, which sounded quite funny.

"Please forgive my disrespect. If you have any punishment, Emil is willing to bear it alone. Please don't hurt my elderly father again." Emil's voice was trembling. He saluted Su Ming, then led a group of soldiers to face Su Ming, bent over, and backed out of the wooden house.

"Respected..."

"Wait, let's find a doctor to see you first." Su Ming directly waved his hand and interrupted Alayi's words.

He was furious and hit hard just now. Not only was the old man's front teeth broken, his face was covered with blood, and there was a big gap. It looked like another mouth had grown on his face, and it was bleeding continuously.

Su Ming didn't want the old man to die from excessive blood loss while he was talking. He really couldn't explain it.

"Thank you for your kindness. I am a witch doctor myself. Uh, cough cough..." The old man bent over and moved a small wooden barrel from the corner of the room with great effort. He grabbed a handful of mud-like things from the barrel and touched the wound on his face.

The 'mud' didn't stink, it smelled like some kind of herb.

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by the old man to 'heal' her, Lyudmila couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked Su Ming: "What happened just now? Was the flame fake? But I could feel the scorching heat from more than a meter away!"

"Nonsense, of course it's real! How about you try it next time?" Su Ming rolled his eyes.

"What's going on?" Lyudmila reached out her hand curiously and touched Su Ming's chest and back. It felt like ordinary skin, so why was it safe and sound in the flames?

With a 'pop', Lyudmila even slapped Su Ming's bare butt.

"Be careful to be reported for sexually...harassing customers!" Su Ming squeezed his legs together, covered the mosaic part with his hands, and said awkwardly: "Can you please find me a set of clothes now, at least pants."

"Ask them, you are their messenger of God, even if you want their most beautiful girl, they will satisfy you. But how did you do it? Is there really the legendary Chinese Qigong?" Lyudmila's curiosity was completely ignited.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to them." Su Ming said.

Lyudmila looked around and found that there was nothing in the room that could cover her body, so she took off her camouflage jacket and handed it to Su Ming, "Cover it first."

Su Ming took it and wrapped it around his waist, covering the exposed parts below the waist. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Lyudmila twice more. She was only wearing a tight short training vest under her coat that covered her private parts, which clearly showed the curve of her upper body. The two tall and straight flesh mountains on her chest were about to burst out, and on her half-exposed lower abdomen, there were several angular abdominal muscles, and two standard vest lines on both sides of her waist brought out almost perfect lines.

"Nice figure." Su Ming whistled.

The two of them were now grasshoppers on the same rope, in the same "enemy camp", and naturally became comrades in the same trench. The little grudge of the previous "handshake" had long disappeared without a trace. Lyudmila deliberately puffed out her chest, pursed her lips and blew a kiss to Su Ming, and said with charming eyes: "You are also very good. Let's go on a date after we leave here!"

"Ah?!" Su Ming was caught off guard by this foreign girl who could switch between "fierce mother bear" and "charming mother bear" at any time. He almost reacted. He arched his butt backwards and laughed dryly: "I have a girlfriend and I am getting married!"

"So what? Married men know how to make women happy." Lyudmila shrugged her shoulders. A very ordinary action brought about a turbulent wave, and the snow-white light dazzled Su Ming.

"Cough cough cough..." The old cough brought the two back to normal. Alayi's half face was covered with mud and herbs, looking like a savage. He bowed and said: "Respected envoy of God..."

"Wait... I said, I'm not an envoy of God..." Even Su Ming himself felt that this statement was not convincing.

There are acrobatics that play with fire in the East and the West, and it is not surprising that they can be burned by flames without any harm. However, whether it is acrobatics or magic, there must be time for preparation in advance, either to do something with the body or to do something in the flames.

Su Ming was caught directly from the zoo, and the flames just now suddenly appeared without any warning, leaving him no chance to do anything.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Luer tribe's high priest, who had been worshipping gods for thousands of years and hoped that the fire god Mazda would come to save them, there was only one possibility for Su Ming to be safe in the flames.

"At least don't call me a messenger of God all the time. I'm scared." Su Ming was eight feet away from him, fearing that this guy would do something dirty again. Now he didn't have a fire-proof energy storage ball on him.

Speaking of things related to God, Alayi regained some wisdom, with his big front teeth bared, and said with a piercing voice: "Okay, I'll call you sir for now. You always say you're not a messenger of God? How do you prove it?"

Su Ming almost spit it out, pointing at his nose: "I'm not a messenger of God, do I need to prove it? There are billions of people in the world, do I have to prove that I'm not a messenger of God one by one?"

"Yes, there are billions of people in the world, but you are the only one who can walk out of the flames safely!" Alayi showed a witty smile, "And you have proved this more than once."

"Maybe next time, I will be burned to death." Su Ming deliberately took a shot of vaccination, he didn't want to be on guard against being burned by fire all the time.

"No, there will never be a next time. God will show his power and let those who believe in him find the right path. But God's power is not to show off, let alone doubt! God has given Luer people two hints. If I still don't believe it, it would be disrespectful to God." Alayi stroked his chest and said.

"It seems that I have decided to be the messenger of God. I can't deny it." Su Ming forced a bitter smile on his face.

However, this bitter smile was just for Alayi to see.

He couldn't take the initiative to admit that he was the messenger of God, which would lead to a series of passivity in the later period, and even suspicion and constant tests; but being surrounded by a group of religious fanatics, he was almost burned to death. If he wanted to ensure his own safety and even recover his "capital", the best way was to let the other party take the initiative to believe that he was the messenger of God.

"But didn't Emil say that Mazda's apostles came out of ice springs and flames? Just because you are not afraid of fire, it doesn't mean you are a messenger of God, right?" Lyudmila suddenly said.

Su Ming wanted to pinch this big-breasted girl!

Why are you talking about the ice spring? Has your brain grown into your chest? !

As expected, Alayi nodded: "Yes, you have demonstrated the power of fire. Then, according to the records of the holy book, I will arrange for you to perform the ice spring ceremony."