Chapter 639

King Dali came to Mecca.

The road was crowded with wheelchairs with incurable patients.

Of course, there were other patients. They stood by the roadside and looked forward to the arrival of Wang Dali.

Wang Dali's figure appeared, and the crowd immediately made a commotion.

The police superintendent and traffic police have long maintained order for fear of a crowded stampede accident.

"Coming, coming"

"Here comes the messenger"

"Thank Allah"

People knelt down and thanked Allah.

Wang Dali is ashamed. What's the matter? Why are so many people waiting for him? At first glance, most of them are patients!

Even those who lack arms and legs.

Wang Dali doesn't understand. How can we cure the lack of arms and legs? Can you do anything with a gun.

"Brother Dali, be careful. Everyone is here for you to save!" the prince trotted up and whispered.

"I see!"

Wang Dali is not afraid. Well, come on, do your best to listen to the destiny. If you can cure, you can't cure yourself.

A saint came out and said, "if you need to go to the Great Mosque immediately, I'm willing to lead the way!"

"I'd better treat them first. At least I've waited!"

Wang Dali put the barrel of the gun of fate on a wheelchair. He was paralyzed due to spinal injury and recovered at once.

The second is also a wheelchair user. He is ill like Hawking. Wang Dali puts the gun on the other party's shoulder for a few seconds. This time, the energy consumption of the gun is quite large.

The third is a little fat man. He is a congenital obesity and can't be cured. Wang Dali puts the gun into each other's hand. In only three seconds, the little fat man feels hot and fat burns badly.

Wang Dali went all the way and treated the patients one by one.

There was no way to break his arms and legs.

Other ailments were treated very numbly.

The cured people worshipped the king one after another, and the scene was very touching.

Reporters interviewed on the spot, and everyone claimed that it was a miracle.

Until the afternoon, Wang Dali did not know how many people had been treated. The long road had been blocked by cars and people.

The traffic nearby has long been blocked. Even if the traffic police are trying their best to command, they can't alleviate it.

Led by a holy master, Wang Dali went through the city to the Great Mosque, which immediately caused traffic congestion.

Until nightfall, Wang Dali failed to reach the Great Mosque. Walking through the congested city and crowd is by no means a simple thing.

In addition, Wang Dali has to treat any patients who stand in the way. It is difficult for Wang Dali.

At eight or nine in the evening, Wang Dali stayed in a hotel in the city.

Outside the hotel, countless people gathered overnight. They were dressed in white robes and sat quietly outside the hotel.

After Wang Dali's rest, it was very early in the morning. Looking out of the window, there was a large crowd with black hair and white robes. It had already crowded the nearby street.

The saint knocked on the door, Wang Dali opened the door, the saint and the mayor came in and sighed.

"Emissary, what kind of arrangement do you think? These Muslims won't disperse!" the mayor wondered.

"Can you divert them to the great mosque? Anyway, I'm going to make a pilgrimage!" Wang Dali said.

"That's good, that's good, but only when the messengers get up, they will follow!" the mayor was ashamed.

"Well, let's go now. The mayor will arrange people to maintain traffic order!"

"This is OK!"

Wang Dali turned to the holy master and said, "I don't know if the Great Mosque can let me make a pilgrimage?"

"Yes, the holy masters welcome you to make a pilgrimage!" said the holy master.

Wang Dali noticed that since yesterday, Shengshi had not admitted that he was an envoy, but he was very polite.

Out of the hotel, there was a commotion.

Wang Dali followed the saint, pushed aside the crowd and went to the Great Mosque.

The traffic police held up their horns to maintain order and guide people to the Great Mosque.

Now is not the Hajj in December of the lunar calendar, otherwise there will be more people. Even so, more and more Muslims still come to the Great Mosque.

Their purpose is to come and pay homage to Wang Dali and witness the healing miracle created by Wang Dali.

According to incomplete statistics, as of last night, more than 3000 people had been treated after Wang Dali entered the hotel.

This is an exciting number.

The whole city of Mecca was excited all night. The arrival of Wang Dali seemed to wake up the whole city.

Every TV station does not work, works overtime, and opens programs to interview cured patients all night.

When the sun rose and the sun was not very hot, Wang Dali finally entered the Great Mosque.

Wang Dali was greeted by more than a dozen elderly holy teachers, which immediately shocked the world.

Wang Dali changed into a white robe, put on gold satin, and came to the square of the forbidden temple. From a distance, he saw the square Temple standing there in black and gold.

Wang Dali was shocked at a glance.

The rich treasure light rises from the square temple and rushes into the sky like a long river.

Wang Dali suddenly realized that the treasure light he saw far outside the city was rising from the square temple. It is worthy of being the center of Muslim pilgrimage. It is really extraordinary.

Wang Dali came to the square temple and made a formal pilgrimage under the leadership of a holy master. People followed Wang Dali and formed a mighty team, which was very spectacular.

Although it is not the December Hajj day, there are still many Muslims coming because of Wang Dali.

After several rounds around the temple, Wang Dali extended his hand to the temple and felt its holiness. Finally, he came to the famous black stone. Wang Dali thought through the black stone and impressively found that behind the black stone, there was a delicate sunken wooden box.

Inside the box, there seems to be a sheepskin roll.

"I wipe, there is such a treasure?" Wang Dali saw that the black stone and the box behind the black stone gave out a huge treasure light, shaking Wang Dali's eyes.

"This is Blackstone!"

The leading Saint came up and introduced: "it is said that this was handed over by the angel Gabriel during the reconstruction after the flood destroyed the heavenly house, which was embedded in the southeast corner of the temple."

Wang vigorously nodded.

"Come out!"

Wang Dali suddenly stamped his foot, and the whole temple seemed to shake. Blackstone broke away from the corner of the temple and suspended in the air in the eyes of the people.

The whole world was in an uproar!

Especially Muslims all over the world, their eyes almost opened out!

Wang Dali quickly reached out and took out a black exquisite wooden box from the hole left by the black stone.

Bang, the black stone is inlaid in the corner again. Wang Dali has a mysterious wooden box in his hand.