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

Isn't Lin Mo's purpose just to decrypt Sanxingdui! I don’t know if I can go back today.

Everyone looked at Lin Mo, who was still sitting there expressionless.

It seemed that the word death had no effect on him at all.

"It's only at the moment of death that they see what they want most."

"It's like a fantasy."

"The devil hides in hallucinations... He takes away people's lives."

As Zhao Fu whispered the last few words, everyone was completely panicked.

This place...can they really get out! ! !

Seeing everyone panic, Lin Mo sighed from the side.

But in my heart, I called out the system.

"System, exchange for archaeological skills!"

"Dip - the archaeological skills have been redeemed!"

Lin Mo noticed a new energy filling his body. Before he could think about it carefully, he heard someone in the team yelling in panic: "Hide quickly, hide quickly, A sandstorm is coming, run quickly!!!”

When Lin Mo heard the sound, he immediately turned his head and saw yellow sand blowing this way not far away.

Not only Lin Mo saw the yellow wind blowing over, but everyone else saw it and ran to the back of the house with panic on their faces.

How could this damaged house block the sandstorm? Seeing that the house was about to be blown down, everyone had to find a huge stone to hide.

After the sandstorm passed, everyone was still in shock. Only Lin Mo still had that indifferent expression.

Wang An breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Lin Mo with more admiration in his eyes: "As expected of the priest, you are awesome!"

"Hahahahaha, as expected of us, the priests, why should we be afraid of sandstorms?"

"The priest was so handsome just now!"

"What the hell? What are you talking about in this live broadcast room? What about Master Priest? Is there a pretty handsome guy in this shot?"

"He's from upstairs! Yes, he's the pretty handsome guy in this shot. If you know his background, you'll know why we all call him the priest. He's really handsome!"

"Today is another day when I want to give birth to a monkey for the priest!!!"

"You are not allowed to compete with me for your husband upstairs! There are also upstairs, upstairs, and upstairs, please go and check the information. I want to tell the whole world about our priest!"

"Young man faced this sandstorm and didn't even panic! You have the courage! I support you!"

"Thank you big brother upstairs for your love for our priest. Click here to enter the priest's fan group: 134xxxcc!"

"Don't spread strange information upstairs. Even fans can't advertise so blatantly in the live broadcast room, right?"

"Emmmm, I think it's okay, but as a fan of the priest, I'd better not do this."

"I don't care! The priest is handsome! I'm still looking forward to seeing Sanxingdui!!"

"Let's be honest! I want it too!"

"Who wouldn't want to be in Sanxingdui!"

The live broadcast room was filled with excitement about Sandstorm and Lin Mo.

Even other people at the scene couldn't help but be surprised for a moment when they saw Lin Mo's expression.

Then he realized that it was exactly the same look Wang An gave Lin Mo! You are truly worthy of being a priest, ox!

Lin Mo didn't know why he got so many compliments.

Lin Mo:?

Strange things always happen in this world without my knowledge...

After taking a few steps forward, Wang An's expression suddenly became very strange. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Mo, but hesitated to speak.

When no one else noticed, he suddenly remembered a question...

Lin Mo naturally noticed Wang An looking at him and shook his head gently, putting his index finger to his lips.

Shhh…

Looking at Lin Mo's expression and movements, a trace of struggle flashed across Wang An's face, and he soon turned his head to follow the large army.

Dust storms kept coming intermittently.

Whenever a sandstorm comes, everyone has to find big rocks as shelter. In order to prevent themselves from being blown away, the sandstorm doesn't really stop until night.

But stones can't always be found. After walking for a long time, everyone desperately found that they hadn't gone a hundred meters yet!

Everyone was shocked, but they had no choice but to stay in the small shabby house that had begun to shake.

The weather at night is always much colder than at noon. The sun shines at noon, and everyone's mouths are so dry that they are about to bleed. The coming of night brings with it waves of cold air.

The cold air licked everyone's bodies, and some of them couldn't bear it anymore and sneezed several times in succession. Even the thick clothes in their luggage could not withstand the invasion of the cold air in the desert of death.

cold……

it's too cold……

Retreating into the tent, Wang An's teeth were chattering, but there was an inhuman thing opposite him, and this was Lin Mo.

He was dressed simply, still wearing the same gradient black clothes.

He crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees, closing his eyes as if he was practicing.

Wang An was wrapped in several layers of clothes: the warm clothes in his hands began to smell bad...

At this moment, Wang An felt a jealousy that he had never felt towards Lin Mo.

Hum! He also wants to be as unafraid of the cold as the priest!

One night passed, everyone's food was very simple, just the compressed biscuits that they often carried in their bags.

It was really boring to eat and sleep hard.

Zhao Fu also walked to Lin Mo at this time.

Feeling the approach of the person next to him, Lin Mo was a little unhappy, and the cold aura on his body gradually became stronger.

"How did you know the sandstorm was coming?"

"Feel."

The cold words blocked Zhao Fu's next words.

He sat quietly beside him and stopped talking.

Lin Mo's ears could finally relax.

Now it's getting closer to night. For everyone's safety, the program team has made a decision:

"From now on, we won't allow anyone to leave."

It is too dangerous here. If an accident occurs, neither everyone nor the program team will be able to bear the responsibility.

The program team can only make this decision and restrict everyone's behavior.

"When can we get out?"

one of them asked.

Night is also a time when you can search for opportunities. Being restricted by the program team means that the opportunity is gone, which some people will feel is a pity.

The program crew replied: "After daytime."

Now that the rules have been set, no one can violate them and can only comply in silence.

Take it easy as you come, the desert at night is much colder than usual, and the bleak cold wind makes everyone start to shiver.

"No, I'm going to be freeze-dried in a moment."

There was a big fat man stroking his skin, which was covered with cold chicken skin.

"Let's go find some firewood!"

Someone suggested.