Chapter 641

Muhammad's last sheepskin roll came out so suddenly that all Muslims were not ready.

In this way, the sheepskin scroll and the prophecy above were displayed in front of the world for the first time.

"After me, there should be a holy presence. Those who break the black stone should shine in the world."

This is basically a prophecy. What does this mean? It means that after me, an angel will come. That person will be the one who breaks the black stone. He will be the greatest.

Obviously, the prophecy refers to Wang Dali.

Didn't you see Wang Dali remove the black stone? This is breaking it. Otherwise, where did you get the sheepskin roll?

This prophecy was sent by name, saying that King Dali is holy and an angel of Allah!

Muslims are not blind, they can naturally guess the prophecy, which refers to Wang Dali, because Wang Dali "broke" the black stone and took out the sheepskin roll.

This is crucial!

This is the most powerful proof that Wang Dali is the messenger!

The saints also felt very sudden, but they were all old foxes. They quickly invited Wang Dali, who was obviously disrespectful to the square temple, to the conference room.

"Can we turn off the live broadcast? Now, what we want to say is a little confidential and not suitable for everyone to know!" the saint asked.

"All right!"

Wang vigorously shrugged and said to the camera, "sorry, everyone. I'm now in the Great Mosque in Mecca. Some secrets of other people's mosques are really hard for outsiders to know. I understand this very well, so I'm sorry. Close the live broadcast first!"

The live video will immediately go black, and then replay the previous video immediately.

The audience was suddenly angry, and the screen was full of discontent.

"Too much. The mosque is great. Why don't you let us see -"

"Brother Dali wants to fly to heaven, dare to close the live broadcast -"

"Must be secretly discussing Muhammad's last parchment -"

"It's a big deal. Muslims all over the world are expected to rush to Mecca -"

"Brother Dali has made another major event that affects the world. Don't you know how to stop this product --"

"Those old guys of the holy master are going to fly to heaven. They dare not let my baby watch the live broadcast. My baby curses them -"

Mecca Great Mosque, conference room.

Wang Dali sat in the conference room and waited for a long time. He almost fell asleep.

The gate was pushed open, and more than a dozen half buried holy masters came in. The leading holy master held the wooden box in his hands, very solemn and serious.

"Emissary, I've kept you waiting!" said the great sage.

"Wait, I don't really want to be your messenger. You know, I'm not a Muslim myself, and I'm still Chinese. Do you think I'm like an angel of Allah?"

Wang Dali curled his mouth.

"Like!" the saints said in unison.

"You are so shameless. Why am I like a messenger? Where is it?" Wang vigorously rubbed his temples and couldn't understand.

"Very similar, everywhere!"

A holy master stood up and pointed out, "you came down from the sky garden, right? That should be the paradise recorded in the Koran. Behind you, there are light wings and angel wings. You hold a gun rod stained with blood and show mercy. You have treated countless patients in Mecca City, showing unprecedented miracles. If you are not an envoy, who is an envoy?"

"Did you come here after you identified the sheepskin roll?"

"Yes, after the identification of more than a dozen experts and each of our holy masters, it is agreed that this is left by Muhammad, and the words on it are also handwritten by Muhammad! We will use more scientific means to date the sheepskin scroll later, I believe it is not a big problem!" said the great holy master.

"So, do you think foresight in parchment refers to me?" Wang Dali didn't care.

"Of course, considering that you took out this thing, there is no better explanation for what the sheepskin scroll refers to except you!" the saint nodded and sighed, "even if we don't admit it, it seems impossible!"

"It's impossible. You say I'm not, of course I'm not. On the above prediction, I can at least come up with a hundred specious explanations!"

Wang Dali skimmed his lips.

"Maybe, but people won't believe it!"

The great sage shook his head, "Do you know that now the whole world is discussing this matter, and Muslims all over the world spontaneously come to Mecca for Hajj because of this matter! This is a grand event comparable to the Hajj period. Our decision must be in line with the wishes of most Muslims, otherwise it will lead to riots or religious disputes, and more seriously, it will shake the foundation and split the faith!"

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Wang Dali was speechless.

"Don't worry, being an envoy is a great thing. At least, in our Muslim country, you will have unparalleled prestige and power. You will have no obstacles in the Muslim country, and you will become the most noble person in the world!" the holy master smiled.

"Is that so?" Wang Dali couldn't help feeling excited.

"Of course, in Muslim countries, Allah's messengers will be kings than kings, because kings can't disobey your words, because kings should listen to your teachings and kneel down to kiss your feet. Maybe they are more willing to give their most beautiful women or girls to you!"

The saints continued to talk about the benefits of the messenger.

"Well, well, otherwise, I'll try my best to be an angel of Allah?" Wang Dali grinned.

"Yes, you don't want to be now. That's not possible. Who let you show miracles before? Who let you find the sheepskin roll? Muslims will only recognize you!" the holy teacher said.

Wang Dali was immediately elated.

Well, my luck is just amazing. The most glorious thing to walk in the world is to follow God's will, do God's power, be looked up to by the world, and shepherd all living beings for God.