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

There are more and more doubts in everyone's mind.

Wang An couldn't hold it any longer. He whispered to Wang Anquan:

"Can you ask if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are still alive?"

After all, the ancestor just said, how many thousand years did the king live in the past?

Good night, cold sweat broke out after hearing Wang Anquan's words. He did not dare to look directly at Lin Mo, who was like a god in front of him.

But in Wang Anquan and Liu Pinliang. Under the urging, he bit the bullet and asked Lin Mo:

"Can I take the liberty to ask my ancestor...if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are still alive?"

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't show it on the surface.

How could the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors be still alive? Aren't they all made up by themselves?

Lin Mo glanced at Wang An, with no emotion in his eyes, but to Wang An, Lin Mo looked at him with pity like a god.

If he had not been more determined, he might have knelt on the ground and worshiped Lin Mo by now.

At this time, the barrage began to discuss after hearing this question.

"If the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were still alive, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"What are you talking about upstairs? The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are still alive and seeing the world become like this, wouldn't they feel happy?"

"What are you thinking? How can the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors be still alive?"

"Didn't the ancestor say that the king's lifespan is several thousand years? What if he lives?"

"Then is the history we learn true or false? Now I feel the falseness of the world."

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, the priest is so good-looking, I will lick it first as a sign of respect."

"Upstairs, is this the time for you to talk about this?"

"Master Priest: A bunch of ants, stay away from this priest."

Lin Mo didn't speak, he slowly closed his eyes, and the golden scepter in his hand shook slowly.

Everyone stared at Lin Mo closely, fearing that they would miss the wonderful moment in the blink of an eye.

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes and drew several pictures on the ground with his golden scepter.

Those paintings look like oracle bones, but upon closer inspection they don't look like it.

Everyone was blinded except the archaeologists.

The barrage also raised a lot of doubts at this time.

"Is this a painting or an oracle?"

"I seem to have exposed my academic qualifications..."

"I'm not afraid that the priest can draw, but even the archaeologists don't understand."

At this time, Lin Mo looked at his painting calmly. Anyway, he had already told them the answer. It was up to them whether they could interpret it or not.

All the nonsense is made up by their own minds. Even if they can't see it, they will only think that their painting is too profound.

He is really a little genius.

The archaeologist looked at the paintings on the ground, completely ignoring the image at this time. He lay on the ground and looked at the paintings carefully.

There are many little people in the painting. Those little people bow three times to the little person on the high seat. The little person on the high seat has his legs crossed and seems to be meditating.

Although the scenes in the remaining paintings are different, the same height is that the little people sit cross-legged.

Wang Anquan racked his brains. He understood the painting, but he didn't know how to express it.

He turned around and glanced at Lin Mo, who was so calm next to him. The sweat on his forehead was slowly dripping down.

At this time, Lin Mo slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was aware of everything happening around him.

Isn't it? He painted it so simply, you can't even see it?

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have ascended to heaven. Take a bold guess. As long as what you say is reasonable, you are right.

"this……"

"Can't you see?"

"I understand what you mean, but I don't know how to express it."

Liu Pinliang and Wang Anquan spoke carefully on the side, and they glanced at the paintings on the ground from time to time.

"If I were to make a bold guess, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors may have ascended to heaven. As for whether they became gods or really died, I can't say for sure."

After hearing Wang Anquan's words, everyone looked at him in surprise, and the barrage exploded.

"Gods, are there really gods in the world?"

"Are you talking nonsense upstairs? Without gods, how did the priest live for so many years?"

"No, no, haven't you ever been on a plane? Have you seen Tiananmen?"

"Maybe the fairy world is in another time and space?"

At this time, the world has been divided into two forces. One group believes in gods, and the other group believes in technology.

But no matter what, they couldn't reasonably explain Lin Mo's existence.

Wang An gritted his teeth and said to everyone with a look of risk.

"The priest is saying that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are no longer in this world. In the two paintings he painted, the little people below are the descendants of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the ones in the high positions are the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

"Everyone should also know that meditation is a form of cultivation. Of course, many Buddhists have died while meditating."

"The whole picture is a reminder given to us by our ancestors. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors no longer exist in this world. Even if they go to heaven or really die, they do not exist."

After hearing Wang Anquan's explanation, everyone looked at each other in shock. Compared to the fact that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had really died, they believed more in the fact that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had arrived in heaven at this time.

Even though they were still atheists before, when Lin Mo appeared, they broke their minds.

At this time, Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction in his heart.

This guy is pretty good.

He is actually better at making up stories than he is. He can make up the whereabouts of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors with just a few paintings.

If you take him with you, you won't have to talk too much wherever you go in the future.

But drawing a few paintings does not prove that he is really a priest, and every priest has a secret method. It seems that he will have to redeem it from the system soon.

At this time, the barrage was already causing a lot of noise.

"I've just arrived. What kind of drama is the one with the golden scepter doing?"

"Upstairs, the person holding the golden scepter is the newly unearthed priest. I advise you to take care of yourself. The priest will curse you forever."

"The bamboo shoots upstairs."

"With all due respect, this priest is pretending too much. Is he a national first-class actor?"

"You fart upstairs, how could Priest Mo be faking it? We watched him unearth it with our own eyes."

Some unknown people appeared inexplicably in the barrage and began to refute Lin Mo. Lin Mo also saw it clearly and he frowned slightly.

At this time the system spoke.

"Host, please don't worry. Those people are all trumpets of this system. This is just to make those people more convinced that the host is the priest of the ancient Shu Kingdom."

But Lin Mo disagreed.

He always felt that the system wanted to take this opportunity to scold him.