"Master Su Chen, what did you calculate with the Eight Trigrams Art just now?”
Professor Wu saw that Su Chen did not speak, so he continued to ask.
"I've predicted that a black sandstorm is about to arrive at your location.”
Su Chen paused and told him his divination.
"Black sandstorm?"
Professor Wu was a little confused. He didn't know what a black sandstorm was.
"Professor Chen, do you know what a black sandstorm is?”
Professor Wu turned to Professor Chen and asked.
"Why are you asking this?"
"The Black Storm is a strong sandstorm, commonly known as the Black Wind. There was only Black Sandstorm. The wind it created formed a wall of sand, and visibility was almost zero wherever it passed.”
"It's a very rare natural disaster.”
Professor Chen explained. He didn't know why Professor Wu was asking this.
"F * ck!"
Before Professor Wu could speak, Fatty was the first to curse.
"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and run!”
Fatty said anxiously.
However, seeing that Professor Wu did not move, he did not dare to run away first.
"What happened?"
Professor Chen looked at Fatty's expression and connected it to Professor Wu's question. He seemed to have thought of something.
"Could it be that a black sandstorm is coming?”
Professor Chen asked again.
"It's like this. There's an archaeologist in our live broadcast room. He used the art of the Eight Trigrams to predict that a black sandstorm is coming!”
Professor Wu explained patiently to Professor Chen.
"Eight Trigrams? Wasn't that long lost?”
"Could it be that Little Wu's action of shaking the copper coin just now was a divination?”
Professor Chen couldn't believe it. Little Wu's actions just now were really divination!
"But it's a sunny day now. How can there be a black sandstorm?”
Little Chu looked up at the sky and didn't find anything unusual.
The camera followed Little Chu's gaze and pointed at the sky.
There was not even a cloud in the sky, let alone a black sandstorm.
Although the netizens in the live broadcast room trusted Master Su Chen very much, at this moment, they did not quite believe it either.
"Did Master Su Chen make a mistake? How could there be a black sandstorm in such a big sun?”
"I'm from the western border. Usually, Feng Xinzi would arrive before the black sandstorm. There wasn't even wind where the archeological team was, so how could there be a black sandstorm?”
"I believe in Master Su Chen! The archeological team, quickly find a place to hide!”
"I also believe in Master Su Chen! When had Master Su Chen's words not come true?”
"That's true. It was better for the archeological team to find a place to hide first. It was better to be careful!”
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Many people believed Su Chen, but there were also many who did not believe him.
There was no sign of a black sandstorm in the current weather. How could they believe it?
"Master Su Chen, are you sure that the black sandstorm is coming soon?”
Professor Wu's expression was very serious.
If the black sandstorm hadn't arrived and they had found a place to hide, they would have wasted a lot of time.
However, if the black sandstorm came and they continued to move forward, everyone would die!
"I'm sure. You can choose not to believe it, but if all of them die, don't blame me for not warning you.”
Su Chen was furious when he heard Professor Wu's hesitant words.
When had Su Chen ever made such a joke with them?
He had always been very cautious when it came to the safety of the archeological team!
Professor Wu thought about what Su Chen had said at the Seven Star Lu Palace and chose to believe Su Chen!
Since they had decided to trust Master Su Chen, they had to find a shelter immediately.
So he immediately said to Professor Chen,
"Professor Chen, the black sandstorm is coming soon. We have to find a shelter quickly!”
Professor Chen looked embarrassed. He didn't really believe Professor Wu.
After Xiao Wu's explanation, he roughly knew what was going on.
The expert who had saved Professor Wu and the others several times in the archaeological team's live broadcast room had used the art of gossip to predict that the black sandstorm was coming.
However, there were no clouds in the sky, not even a breeze. How could a black sandstorm happen?
Professor Chen had already experienced the black sandstorm several times. It was impossible for such a terrifying sandstorm to come without any warning!
Moreover, that person had used the long-lost Eight Trigrams Art to calculate it. This was even more unbelievable!
Just as Professor Chen was hesitating, a gust of wind suddenly blew at them from behind, causing their sleeves to flutter.
He instantly felt the wind blowing on his body.
At this moment, the archeological team turned around and looked in the direction they came from.
They saw gusts of strong wind blowing up the sand, turning it into small tornadoes that were flying towards them.
The archeologists took out the binoculars from their backpacks and looked further away.
All they saw was endless darkness!
"The black sandstorm is really here!"
This sentence instantly appeared in the minds of everyone in the archaeological team.
"Quickly go to the place where we found the Ghost Cave Text and take refuge!”
Professor Chen made a prompt decision and thought of the cave they had just discovered.
"We can't go to that cave. There are tens of thousands of desert man-eating ants inside!”
"Go to the ancient well that Little Wu found, only by going down the well can we avoid this calamity!”
Su Chen's voice came from the headset again.
"Desert Man-eating Ants?"
Hearing Su Chen's words, no one in the archeological team dared to continue questioning him.
Since the black sandstorm was here, the Desert Man-Eating Ants would definitely be here as well!
Professor Wu suddenly thought of the pile of bones in the cave. He thought it was eaten by wolves, but it turned out to be desert man-eating ants!
Although he did not know what the black sandstorm was, he was no stranger to the Desert Man-eating Ants!
"Xiao Wu! Hurry up! Take us to the ancient well you found earlier!”
Professor Wu decisively gave up the cave and chose to believe Su Chen's words again.
Professor Chen was stunned when he heard Professor Wu's words.
Wasn't that cave dwelling a good place to take refuge?
Why did he need to find an ancient well?
Other than Professor Chen and his student, Little Chu, everyone else was wearing earphones.
Even Captain Yang's soldiers were wearing earphones.
Before they left, Captain Yang had given Professor Chen two earphones.
However, Professor Chen did not take it to heart and forgot about it.
Even now, the two earphones were still lying quietly in Professor Chen's pocket.
Fortunately, Captain Yang noticed Professor Chen and Little Chu in time. He turned around and pulled them over.
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