When Mo Yu returned home, he was greeted by more than a dozen soldiers wearing lightweight equipment.

Joseph Jr. is explaining what to them.

"You are Joshua, are you? Come with us."

The leading officer looked at Mo Yu coming back and immediately turned around and looked at Mo Yu with an arrogant tone.

"Yes, is there anything wrong?"

Mo Yu put the bucket full of fish in front of the house.

"You killed someone, come back to Nazareth with us."

The soldier walked over coldly and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to control Mo Yu.

"Sir, listen to me, Brother Joshua was at home all night last night. If he went out, everyone in the village should see it."

Joseph tried to say something to the leading officer, and many neighbors surrounded him at this moment, and they also echoed Joseph's words.

But the officer ignored them at all, but asked someone to hold Mo Yu on his own, "Whether he has any guilt is decided by the commander in the city, not by you."

Two soldiers clamped Mo Yu's hands, one left and one right.

"Don't worry," Mo Yu looked at Joseph with a smile. "I brought a few fish back and prepared lunch."

He looked at a wooden pole next to him, and the sun shone on it, casting a long shadow, "I will come back before this shadow disappears."

"Brother Joshua!"

Joseph was about to say something, but Maria stopped him. He looked at his mother in confusion, "Mother?"

"We're waiting for you to come back."

Maria said respectfully, with a blazing flame burning in her brown and red eyes, which was the flame of faith.

"Boy, you're very confident."

The officer looked at Mo Yu so calmly and gave a wink at the two soldiers behind Mo Yu.

The two soldiers understood and tried to bend Mo Yu's waist with force.

But they seemed to be pushing a mountain, and no matter what, they could not make Mo Yu's upright waist bend halfway. Their faces turned red. Finally, they looked at each other and saw fright in each other's eyes.

“Waste stuff.”

The officer seemed to see the clumsy movements of the two men, and suddenly dug a soldier away, pressing Mo Yu's shoulders hard, trying to make him bend over, but Mo Yu still didn't move at all.

This is not an extraordinary power. After Mo Yu's experiment, it is allowed to maintain the limits of human power and not use martial arts that reach the Taoist realm.

That is not regarded as extraordinary by the underlying rules of the entire universe, it is a state that mortals can reach.

"Sir, can you leave?"

Mo Yu turned his head and looked at the officer calmly.

His eyes were calm and deep, but at that moment, the officer seemed to see the master of the entire universe, the supreme god. He lost his power for a moment and fell to the ground directly, with a cold sweat as big as beans slid down from his face.

He crawled at Mo Yu's feet, and after a while he realized it, he got up with difficulty, stood respectfully in front of Mo Yu, "Please, please."

His figure was so respectful, like a humble servant.

"Thanks."

Mo Yu showed him a calm smile and walked in front.

No soldier dared to come up to capture him. They followed Mo Yu obediently, like Mo Yu's servants, rather than the official officer who came to arrest the criminals.

This scene also fell into the eyes of the onlookers.

At this moment, these villagers suddenly realized that they did not seem to know this "neighbor" who had been with him for ten years.

He is so mysterious that he can make the arrogant officer crawl at his feet, as if he is worshiping God.

Dozens of intermittent beliefs are connected to Mo Yu. These beliefs are not pure, but have formed a brief and hazy concept that may be broken at any time.

It's worth it.

Mo Yu walked calmly at the front. Just now, Mo Yu used the faith provided by Maria to him, gathered it in his eyes, and raised his mysteriousness in a short period of time.

The faith provided by a crazy believer in a short period of time is so powerful that it directly defeated the officer's psychological defense line and was still far from surplus.

The appropriate environment and the doctrine that is in line with the environment are the basis of missionary preaching.

The best accelerator for missionary preaching is a miracle.

From last night to now, Mo Yu has been creating miracles.

Soon, it's time to pick the fruit.

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It was not far from the village to the city of Nazareth, and soon Mo Yu entered the city.

Although the Jewish region was classified as a province by Rome, it still gave it extremely high autonomy. Most Persian residents in Nazareth were present, but there were also many Jews.

The Jewish priest had a very low status in this small town. He died strangely on the streets, which was an extremely sensational thing for the entire city.

Mo Yu was taken directly to the temple. At this moment, the temple was surrounded by people, and four corpses were placed in the small square in front of the temple gate.

Among the four corpses, one turned into a mummy, one turned face down, but the head was strangely twisted by 180 degrees, facing up. The third one was a little normal, but the head was not on the body and was held in the hand, and another one was pierced through the heart and had a hole in the chest.

These four corpses were four subordinates of the priest. They all had strange and pleasant smiles on their faces, as if death was not a sad thing, but a bliss.

The last corpse, the priest's corpse, seemed not to have died here, but moved in from Waiman.

He fell to the ground, his body leaned back, his whole body was stiff and unable to lie flat, forming a strange "??" shape. He looked up at the sky, and his smile covered his cheeks, as if he was not to welcome death, but to enter heaven.

"Jesus, was it the priest who killed the Jews?"

As soon as Mo Yu walked into the temple, a noble official dressed in Persian aristocratic clothes asked softly.

Rome had courts to hear cases in its native country, but in the colony, the management structure of the colony was generally retained, the colony was assisted in the management of the colony aristocracy, and after the rule, it slowly invaded Roman elements and gradually romanized the colony.

Of course, this is a long process, so in Nazareth, local noble officials are still directly responsible for hearing the case.

On the way here, the officer escorting Mo Yu had already told Mo Yu about what happened last night and what he currently knew. In addition, he also told Mo Yu that many residents heard the priest's crying confession last night.

Mo Yu's tone was very calm, "Sir, I am a devout believer. I have been at home last night, and all the villagers in the same village can testify."

"You're talking nonsense!"

A loud scolding came from behind, followed by a man in priestly costume squeezing through the crowd, "Andara only went to your village yesterday, and only saw you, something happened after she came back."

The village he went to with the officer, but did not go to see Mo Yu with the officer, but went to the village to ask about yesterday in detail. "And the people in your village also said that you threatened Andala yesterday, you must have put poison in the spices for Andala and poisoned him to death!"

This priest was a friend of the dead priest Andala. He happened to be working in the city of Nazareth during this period, but he did not stay with Andala.

Last night, Andala made a lot of noise. The nobles thought they had a terrible trouble and quickly sent someone to investigate. This person intervened in the investigation as Andala's friend.

The reason why people came to catch Mo Yu early in the morning was because of his encouragement.

Mo Yu did not answer the priest's words. He walked to the Persian noble official and looked at a bag of spices beside him, "Sir, is this the spice found from the temple?"

"Yes."

The Persian noble nodded subconsciously. For some reason, he subconsciously wanted to follow Mo Yu's instructions. When Mo Yu came just now, he wanted to scold him loudly, but when he reached his mouth, he turned into a soft question.

He was a devout Zoroastrian believer, and he didn't know that what he was facing now was His God.

"Thanks."

Mo Yu bent down, took out a spice leaf from the bag, put it in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and then swallowed it directly.

Then he turned his head and looked at the dusty priest, "This spice is not poisonous,"

Then he asked softly without waiting for the priest to continue speaking, "Sir Priest, you said I have intimidated Andala. Can you repeat the words I have intimidated?"

"you···"

This Andala's friend opened his mouth, but did not say that sentence. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing just now.

What Mo Yu said to Andala yesterday roughly means 'God will punish greedy people'. In fact, this sentence is repeating the scriptures and the authority of God in a sense.

He is a priest and must not point this sentence as intimidation, that is to question God!

If it were in the past, he didn't need any evidence at all. He directly used his identity to instigate management to arrest and kill civilians like Mo Yu. Is there any reason for aristocrats to kill civilians?

But for some reason, the irritable Persian is as gentle as a sheep today.

But he had no big problem. He could not motivate the Persians, but he could motivate the Jews.

Most of the people around were Jewish, and they were most concerned about their priests, and the priest looked around.

"Brothers, we seize this sinner who killed the priest Andala, who blasphemed our Lord and killed him."

The crowd around suddenly became turbulent.

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll say it," Mo Yu smiled, not caring about these turbulent Jews. He looked at the priest and said calmly,

"Andarah broke the covenant God made with Moses. He was greedy for other people's wives and money, and greed swallowed his heart. So I told my friends that God would punish the greedy people."

When the Jews around him were stunned when they heard Mo Yu say these words.

Do they know that Andala did a lot of evil? They know that some of them also borrowed Andala's usury, while some of them were forced to die by Andala. In fact, they were a little happy when Andala died.
To be continued...