The Ancestor Of Mankind: Starting From Being Dug Out Of Sanxingdui

The intense pressure slowly receded from Zhao Fu.

People around started packing their things and getting ready for action.

People on the barrage are already looking forward to the next action.

"Without the priest, we would not have been able to see this miraculous scene in Sanxingdui in the world!"

"Master Priest yyds!"

"Everyone is looking forward to the following story! Uncover the history of treasures! We are here!"

Everything is going great in the live broadcast room.

The director also gradually became determined because of Lin Mo's decision... Let's take a gamble. If this works, his reputation will be greatly improved with this incident! Besides... nothing will happen to Priest Youmo, right?

The large army began to move forward following Zhao Fu's footsteps.

Many people had uneasy expressions on their faces, but Lin Mo was the only one who was very calm and somewhat expectant.

As a local, Zhao Fu is very familiar with this place and the journey went very smoothly.

"It's too desolate here."

They felt that the atmosphere around them was getting more and more desolate.

As he kept getting closer to the Desert of Death, the oppressive atmosphere kept coming.

Many people in the army showed fear.

Lin Mo put his hands in his pockets and walked calmly ahead.

The further back he got, the more excited he became, but there was no expression on his face.

The program crew also began to regret this decision, and this smell of death amplified their inner fears.

All kinds of fears and sentiments also came up.

“It’s a quick turn from here.”

Zhao Fu's words aroused their curiosity again.

What kind of place of death would be called such a name?

Lin Mo was the first to walk in front. He couldn't wait to see this desert of death.

As the amount of sand in the air gradually increased, they began to cover their mouths with various objects to reduce the amount of dust they inhaled.

The equipment on his body also began to become heavier with the movement.

The live broadcast has not ended yet.

"Have you ever felt the breath of death?"

"Oh my God, why am I scared across the desert."

"I really want to rush forward to protect Lin Mo!"

"Look, everyone, Lin Mo is not afraid at all."

"come on! Come on!"

“It’s up to you to reveal the secret of Sanxingdui!”

Lin Mo followed closely behind Zhao Fu, but the aura of death around him did not crush the courage in his heart.

"Didn't you say you'd be there soon?"

It was rare for Lin Mo to say so many words, all because he saw the endless road after turning the corner.

He stared at the somewhat confused Zhao Fu next to him with a cold expression.

"I don't know either, it's obviously this way."

As a local, how could Zhao Fu be wrong, but for some reason being looked at by Lin Mo like this made Zhao Fu feel a little guilty. He scratched his head and carefully observed the surrounding terrain.

Everyone was waiting for him to find a new route.

The boundless yellow sand in front of them caught their eyes, and the photographer boldly moved forward to convey the desert to the audience.

At this time, Lin Mo just took this opportunity to feel the breath of death.

Wild sand filled the air all around, and the figure of a tall and handsome man dimly appeared in the groggy sky.

His resolute figure appeared on the screen looking lonely and arrogant.

"This is obviously my screensaver."

"Quickly take a screenshot!"

"Am I watching a movie."

"I have already thought about the role of the priest in my next drama."

"I'm so afraid that he will be swallowed up in the next second..."

The Internet is abuzz with discussions about this scene.

The photographer didn't expect that his unintentional move would also frame Lin Mo into the frame.

This scene has truly become a classic.

"I see!"

Zhao Fu's voice of surprise attracted everyone's attention.

They immediately turned to look over.

Lin Mo turned his head quickly, his firm steps never stopping for a moment.

Under the photographer's lens, he looked particularly decisive.

Lin Mo walked towards him from the wild sand like an unparalleled hero.

Wang An couldn't help but praise it again and again after seeing it.

"It's really handsome."

Before he could step forward to praise Lin Mo personally, he walked past him without any pause.

Wang An could only retract his hand in embarrassment and follow him.

Zhao Fu pointed to a marked stone on the ground.

"It's all because the Kuangsand here has been eroded, and all the debits made by our own locals have been swallowed up."

Various problems have already begun before reaching the Desert of Death.

Only then did the director express his worries.

He ran to Lin Mo and asked quietly.

"Are you really sure? I think all kinds of problems have arisen now. How about we retreat?"

They can still solve these small problems, but if they really get to that point, they may die without a burial place.

He was already shaking at the thought of the word.

"Follow me."

Just these three words answered all the director's questions.

The director felt an incomparable sense of security from these three words.

He looked at Lin Mo's back with admiration.

Zhao Fu continued to lead everyone forward.

Wang An told everyone to follow suit.

The surrounding weather gradually darkened, and the wild sand continued to approach everyone.

Lin Mo vaguely sensed something was wrong. A sandstorm seemed to be coming...

He has sensitive senses, and the changes around him are obviously signs of sandstorms.

He waved his hand: "Everyone, find cover!"

Zhao Fu also felt it, and he was surprised that Lin Mo could foreshadow the arrival of a sandstorm.

"It's definitely coming, and we have to find a place to take shelter."

They looked at the desolate land around them, wondering where else they could hide.

"Everyone, let's look for it quickly."

Then several people found a dilapidated house with no one to rest.

Their anxious hearts finally calmed down.

"Everyone, please take a rest and bring out the food and drink."

Wang An quickly organized everyone.

Wang An settled the people aside.

The live broadcast room records every moment that happens here and continues to this day.

Wang An saw Zhao Fu sitting alone next to Lin Mo, and he immediately came over.

"That's what the priest is like, but he is very nice."

It was obvious at a glance that he had been rejected by Lin Mo.

Zhao Fu shook his head.

"I don't understand you outsiders. Everyone has his own personality, but why do you call him a priest?"

Wang An also smiled and did not respond. When the topic changed, he suddenly started asking Zhao Fu about Sanxingdui.

Zhao Fu shook his head.

"Actually, I don't know much about it. I haven't seen it before. It's just a legend."

Sanxingdui is a very mysterious thing, and everyone has only heard of it.

"But you are locals and should know more precise information than we do."

Wang An knew that the legends they heard were just processed by outsiders and they should know more accurately.

Zhao Fu nodded and spoke slowly.

"There used to be a country here in Sanxingdui, but then because of the sandstorm, no one has seen Sanxingdui anymore. Everything I know is from what the old people said."

Lin Mo also listened expressionlessly.

"It is said that only those who have seen death can see Sanxingdui."

His words made everyone completely panic.