Chapter 560

Su Xiang is young and has no social skills. But she knew that when she talked to people, she had to hold her own position all the time, and she had to have a unique sentence pattern.

So when she met a question that she couldn't answer, she said, "kill me.".

Can't love influence? Kill.

Heretic resistance? Kill.

No one dares to object to the killing. Naturally, the world is peaceful.

Since the country has decided to let her be a tyrant in the game, Su Xiangli has to be a butcher.

Unexpectedly, Su Xiangli's remarks have been praised by many people.

This is a militant race. When you hear a killing, you suddenly realize it.

"Oh! I see

"This is love, I see!"

"This noodle God is very good. It sounds similar to Mithra."

"Since the miracle is in front of me, I will join the church!"

"I'm in the church, too!"

The audience cheered and everyone agreed.

"To his Mithra, we'll change the letter today!"

Su Xiangli was stunned by the warm response. Fortunately, Xiaolu locked her facial expression, so she could still appear calm.

"As long as you announce your initiation, you will all be followers of the flying face sect. We don't have that complicated initiation ceremony. "

Everyone nodded, "simple and direct, I like it."

Seeing Su Xiang in a good situation, he can't help but feel happy. It seems that it's easier to spread faith than he imagined. These are just a group of stupid and backward aborigines. It's not easy to get their worship? She was already imagining the future. With her unique ability, she pretended to be a divine envoy and taught all the aristocracy of the totting empire. Then she popularized science and education, so that she could establish a perfect early base for her compatriots.

Floating in the sky, the Pope swam forward happily and waved his hand. The fresh wind blew across the faces of the people under the stage, making them feel as if their body and mind had accepted the most mysterious baptism. In fact, it was su Xiangli who led the high air to dispel the stink in the town and let their noses have a short rest.

"Eight commandments in the west of steamed bread. First of all, the great noodle God warned the world: I hope you don't be so self righteous when preaching. If someone doesn't believe it, it doesn't matter. Your God is not vain and jealous. "

The audience nodded, "I understand. If you don't believe me, we'll kill you. That's good."

Su Xiang left another Leng, no, what do you understand?

Things seem to be out of control.

She was silent for a moment, nodded, "you can only know. Second, I hope you don't suppress, conquer, punish, maim others in my name, and don't do evil with people. I don't want you to worship. Purity is about water, not people. "

There is no doubt that this sentence caused an uproar.

"Didn't you just say kill? Why don't you kill them now? "

"Can we kill people or not?"

Su Xiang left Leng hum, "silence! Wait for me to tell you The atmosphere delivers her voice to everyone, like thunder.

When the masses fall into the same frenzy, they are a collective, a symbolic giant.

"If you don't advocate meaningless killing, what you should do is to avoid meaningless evil and bring sinners to me. I will lead them to the kingdom of boiling."

"So it is!"

"What's in the kingdom of heaven?"

"The kingdom of heaven has..." Su Xiangli is a bit slow again. She can't say that there are beer volcanoes and volcanoes in the cooking paradise, can she? “…… There are endless parties, where you have no memory, just dream and do everything you want to do. "

"It doesn't sound as good as Yingling hall." Everyone was discontented again. "Mithra, the LORD God of heaven, has a God's arena, which can make us die in countless wars but never die. Does the noodle God's heaven also have these?"

Su Xiang frowned in his heart, but he was also quick in his wits. He cried: "you are so wary, you can only go to hell, where there is infinite struggle, where you have no memory, only to die in bloody battle, and you can never get away from it."

As soon as the words came out, the people were still dissatisfied, "what's good about that? I have to relax occasionally."

Su Xiangli (tired): "as long as you can repent, you can go back to heaven from hell."

The crowd cheered: "good!"

"The third of the eight commandments of Moxi: I hope you don't use clothes, looks and words to distinguish people. Be kind and patient when you are in love with others. You should remember: woman = someone, man = someone, shrimp = shrimp. There is no difference in color and so on. "

The men complained, "what does that mean? Is there no difference between men and women? The man's strength is big, should undertake the soldier's responsibility, the woman is responsible for farming to support the family, this is not good? "

Su Xiangli clenched his fist. "I've said that I don't like meaningless wars. If you think that force is a proof of superiority, come here. I'm a woman challenging all your men. Let's go to hell!"Once the words came out, the foolish people shrunk again. "You are the messenger of God. If you hurt you rashly, won't you be punished?"

"I don't care, I don't care about you, I care about you. Only people care about people. God just let you see the truth of the world and fight for it. It's man, not God, who makes everything. This universe is not important to God! I don't care! "

"If you don't care what you cook, how can you have such a miracle?"

There are always people who make trouble. If Su Xiangli can't pass this level, she won't be able to preach. Spreading the flying noodle sect itself is only an expedient measure. There must be a flag and a goal to lead the team. Players from the earth need a reasonable identity to intervene in local affairs.

Flying face religion is a completely satirical religion, which is used to ridicule those real religions. Since there is no proof that God does not exist, there is no proof that the flying face God does not exist. There is no essential difference between God and a ball of noodles.

Religion is the shackles of human rationality. The motherland does not need ignorant people, even partners in the game. The development of science needs people with scientific literacy, a healthy and dynamic group.

Su Xiangli didn't mean to be superstitious at the beginning. She just wanted to use the belief in the flying noodle monster as a tool to tame the public for the time being. When scientific ideas spread, the religion would be useless.

"I will lead everyone who truly believes in cooking, let them see the true meaning of the world, let them get what they want, men enjoy honor, women enjoy life, the elderly get comfort, children get care, illness and disability will be far away from you, every day can see a new world."

"Why? Not even the great Pope of Mithra dares to say that. "

"One depends on moral belief, and the other depends on science and technology."

"Science?"

"Yes, Mr. de and Mr. Sai." Su Xiangli breathes out a breath and goes into a familiar field. She has learned a lot about the popular science content like this.

"Science can make crops grow well, weapons become sophisticated, science can accomplish everything, as long as we unite."

Su Xiangli looked at the crowd of people who were thinking, and everyone was talking. Whether it was businessmen, farmers, nobles or civilians, in this small town, more than 600 people discussed together. The language boiling was like a pot of porridge.

Finally, they came to the conclusion that cooking is equal to God, science brings miracles, so science is equal to religion.

Su Xiangli (speechless): "almost, it means that today's preaching is over. If you want to know the rest of the commandments, come back tomorrow."