Chapter 457 Trouble
In the desert, Lin Fan was walking forward with difficulty, with planes circling back and forth overhead from time to time, and as time went by, the search range of the planes was shrinking step by step.

He squatted under a sand dune, looked up at the reconnaissance plane flying past in the sky, and thought to himself: "It seems that they have already determined the approximate location. Will those people be waiting for me there?"

According to the current situation, Lin Fan was a little worried. He felt that the other party might have found the underground altar before him.

Even if the exact location is not found, I am afraid that the approximate range should be determined.

Lin Fan wasn't too worried about this, because the altar had already changed, and after being submerged in magma, no one could find anything from it except him.

And ever since he stepped into the no-man's land, he felt a kind of longing slowly surging in his body.

The more he went forward, the stronger the longing became, as if there was something in front of him that was strongly attracting him, he was like a piece of steel, and there was a magnetic mountain buried in front of him.

That longing was very strange, but it made him feel extremely familiar, as if something had awakened in his blood.

As he was advancing, Lin Fan could almost throw away the map and the locator. Those instruments were of no help to him. He only knew the direction he was heading by relying on the reaction in his body.

It's just that the longing was intermittent and very weak before, and the position was constantly changing. Every time he had to sense it carefully to determine his direction.

What's especially troublesome is that he feels that the thing that attracts him is very strange, constantly changing its position, the shift of that position is not continuous linear, but bit by bit, suddenly appearing in another position, and then disappearing suddenly .

But the general range seems to be concentrated in a certain special area, and this way of changing positions makes Lin Fan feel a little familiar.

This is how the mountain gates of the Kunlun lineage change. They are always hovering near Kunlun Mountain, but their positions are constantly changing.

"It seems that even if Xuanniao is not in front, there must be something left behind. No, I have to speed up."

Lin Fan secretly thought in his heart, the desire that surged in his blood made him feel that the things in front of him were of great use to him, and maybe it was his reliance to make a comeback.

Little Jinzi lay lazily in Lin Fan's arms. These two days, he was extremely bored. Lin Fan didn't allow him to run around outside for fear of being spotted by the plane overhead.

In order to avoid those reconnaissance planes, Lin Fan hid day and night, and his forward speed was always controlled.

Lin Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but Xiao Jinzi suffered a lot. This little guy is restless by nature, and being held by Lin Fan now is like going to jail.

However, it was obedient and didn't cause too much trouble for Lin Fan, and Lin Fan felt that Xiao Jinzi might have felt that kind of calling.

It must also feel that something in front of it is calling it intermittently, because sometimes Little Jinzi will squeak in a certain direction.

And it aimed at the same direction as Lin Fan sensed every time, but it seemed that the call to it was not as strong as Lin Fan's here.

If it was at the usual speed, Lin Fan would have arrived at the place long ago, but he was almost sure that someone in the desert was setting an ambush for him, so Lin Fan was very cautious when moving forward.

……

"Have you found a place?"

Master Ziyang asked with concern, they have been here for two days, but the progress has not been too great.

"The place has been found, but the people from the survey team just came back to report that the place has been covered by a layer of volcanic rock. If you want to open the rock layer, you need more time and other tools."

The director said helplessly that none of them thought that after discovering that place, what caught their eyes was a rock.

"Well, wasn't it good when they came last time? Why was it covered by volcanic rocks this time?"

Someone couldn't help asking from the side, if it was covered by volcanic rock, it would be hard to say whether the things underneath were damaged.

Captain Zhao of the exploration team standing next to the Religious Committee said with some embarrassment: "Report to the leaders, according to our observations, the quality of those volcanic rocks is very new, and the formation time should be within a year."

Last time, he led his team members, Zhou Boyang, Lin Fan, Xuan Ming and others to visit.

This time, Old Man Wang recommended him to the Religious Committee again. As for Zhou Boyang, because his status was not too clean, Old Man Wang did not recommend him hastily, lest he would get angry.

Although Captain Zhao knew that these people came for that mysterious place, he didn't know what their purpose was.

But he is not worried about this, because the other party is also a leading cadre of the state department, so he will not do illegal things.

It was the first time Captain Zhao heard about the Religious Committee. Before that, he didn't know that the country had set up such a department.

In his opinion, the other party came to him, nine out of ten because of the cultural relics there, probably an archaeological mission led by a national organization.

But now that the ruins have been covered by volcanic rock, they should have lost their value. After all, most of the cultural relics have been destroyed by the magma.

But to his surprise, the head of the religious committee asked him to find a way to continue digging and blast this layer of volcanic rock.

This was simply a joke. At first, he thought the leader was crazy, but as the required supplies were delivered, he began to understand that this was definitely not a joke, the other party was serious.

What makes him wonder is, if this is done, what is the value?Could it be said that the cultural relics inside can survive under the magma?

The director glanced at Captain Zhao, and asked in a deep voice: "If you have enough equipment and manpower, how long will it take for you to restore the place to its original appearance?"

Captain Zhao was stunned for a while, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to be presumptuous, he could only hold his breath, and said in a low voice: "Leader, it is impossible to restore the original appearance, it has been destroyed by magma, and no one knows how thick the rock layer below is." , let alone whether those cultural relics have sunk into the ground.”

"Oh, I see, you go out first." The director said with a gloomy face and waved his hand.

Captain Zhao nodded, turned around and left the tent. He was very curious. There were monks, Taoists, and everyone in the tent. It didn't look like archaeology, but a religious meeting. .

When Captain Zhao went out, the director slammed his mouth and said: "Everyone, what do you think should be done now? The underground altar may have been burned. Should we dig it or not?"

Before the words were finished, Master Ziyang said first: "Of course we have to dig. That altar cannot be easily burned down. You must know that it may be the place where Xuanniao is sacrificed. The last thing you are afraid of is flames."

(End of this chapter)

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