A cold touch, a "cold thread" like a stream of water, passed along the fingers all the way to the brain.
The whole person couldn't help shaking a few times.
As this trace of coldness poured into the brain, the whole brain calmed down in an instant, and a brief message also poured in.
Alka closed his eyes quietly, and the room was also silent late at night.
Except for the subtle crackling sound of the burning flame in the oil lamp beside the bed.
After a while, the extra information in the brain was received.
This ring is the inheritance of the magician.
A real magician, this ring is teaching Alka how to become a magician.
The information poured into the brain is all some knowledge related to magicians.
In addition, the ring will also bring Alka a certain physical bonus.
Improve the flexibility of fingers, simply improve his memory and memory efficiency, improve the flexibility of the body, and improve the overall balance.
These are collectively referred to as the basic qualities of a magician.
Can be felt more clearly.
"Is this the feeling of extraordinary power?"
The mood can't help but be a little excited, this is the real experience of magical power.
Thinking about it, he took out a silver snake from his pocket and put it on the back of his right hand.
Relying on the knowledge that just appeared, the silver coin flipped on the back of his hand.
Jumping and sliding in each finger gap, finally staying at the intersection of the index finger and the thumb, and flicking it into the air with force.
The right hand quickly caught it, and immediately spread out the palm, and the silver snake had disappeared.
Clench the fist and extend the index finger, point it in the fist of the left hand, and the left palm is open. A silver snake is lying in the middle of the palm.
A very simple magic trick was performed.
The performance just now was not smooth, with a lot of unfamiliarity, and the movements were very stiff and there was no appreciation for watching.
But this was Alka's first time performing magic.
"The moment this ring is put on, a person who has never been exposed to magic can become a magic apprentice.
If you practice diligently with the help of the ring, it won't take long for you to become a real magician."
"Even if you take off the ring."
Thinking of this, Alka treasured the ring even more.
"This is so interesting, is this the magical supernatural power? Perhaps this power is natural, and it should be called extraordinary power."
The previous incarnation was just an ordinary person, and there was no magical power in the world, which only existed in entertainment works.
The body of this incarnation has no such thing in its memory, and when it is discovered that there is a magical power, it will take its own life.
Now the magical power is in front of him and he has it in his hand, ready for him to use.
This feeling, this excitement.
It makes Alka very excited.
Just as he was excited, a chill flashed through his brain, as if telling him to stay calm.
…?
Can this thing keep people calm?
Thinking carefully, it is true that magicians must always stay calm in order not to be seen through and give a pleasing performance.
Thinking of this, Aka took off the ring.
The strange feeling disappeared instantly, and the knowledge related to magicians that he could call up in his mind before also disappeared.
Only the magic he had just performed was still in his brain, as he had just performed it before, and the knowledge related to the skills was still in his brain.
This knowledge was remembered by him, but he would forget it if he did not consolidate and practice.
When he picked up the silver coin and wanted to continue the performance, he immediately failed.
Without the finger flexibility brought by the ring, it is impossible to roll the coin on the back of the hand. It still needs practice.
I picked up the ring and wanted to put it on again. After thinking about it, I put it on the thumb of my left hand.
The right hand is the main hand. I have no habit of wearing rings in both lives. It feels weird to wear a ring. It is much more comfortable to wear it on the little finger of the left hand.
It won't affect too much.
Pack up all the things on the bed.
Put the ring on your hand, and put the card and manual back into the wooden box.
"This thing is useless now, but it is very precious. It must be hidden well."
After finding a good place to put the things, I turned my head and looked at the remaining metal ingots.
This thing doesn't look like ordinary metal at all. After thinking about it, I put it next to the foot of the table and wiped the dust off.
Just throw it casually in the corner under the table, like ordinary gravel.
The gold coins and two gems were all hidden.
After hiding them, Alka clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction. He turned off the oil lamp beside the bed and lay on the bed.
...
Early in the morning of the next day, Aunt Marcy pulled Alka up, hugged her mother's body, and walked towards the center of the island.
Sigert wanted to follow, but was hit twice by his mother, so he had to open his mouth to Alka behind his mother's back.
Although he didn't say anything, Alka nodded.
He said he would go to him and talk to him in detail about his treasure hunting story.
He walked through the golden wheat fields all the way to the center of the island.
From a distance, he saw a huge rock about 20 meters high standing there.
After walking a few steps forward, you can see several stone buildings around the boulder.
The roofs of these buildings are painted wheat yellow, and various reliefs are carved on the buildings.
Next to them are densely packed graves, with round wooden stakes inserted one after another on the graves.
There is no such thing as a tombstone, and there are some wheat ears in front of many graves.
Alka looked at the surrounding scenes and recalled his memory.
This is the cemetery on the island, and most of the residents on the island are buried here.
However, some can be buried in, while others cannot.
At this time, the huge gray-black boulder was also completely revealed in front of Alka.
Around the boulder, a circle of stone platforms surrounding the boulder was built, which seemed to be used for some sacrifices.
You can see that there is a gap like a door at the bottom of the boulder.
At this time, an old man was standing on the stone platform, and Aunt Marcy walked over with him.
Then the two stood there.
At this time, the old man turned around and slowly came to them. Alka looked at him.
The gray and white medium-length hair, although there were wrinkles, can still be seen, a slightly tough face, and a gray beard on the chin, which was messy.
The clothes on his body were not much different from those of ordinary residents, and he looked a little more decent.
Watching him coming over, Alka crossed his hands and put his palms on his shoulders.
Aunt Marcy also did the same action.
The same priest in front of him did the same.
"May the Stone Mother bless you."
Then the priest squatted down and picked up the bag containing the bones.
"Lixia's corpse?"
He directly told the origin of the corpse.
Alka was slightly surprised and asked, "How did you know?"
Hearing Alka's question, the priest looked a little strange.
"Maybe it's because I was looking for you yesterday."
After saying that, he walked directly to the stone platform.
Alka was slightly embarrassed and smiled.
There were too many people looking for him last night, how could he know.
"Hahaha, it was so dark last night, it's normal that you didn't see it."
Aunt Marcy smiled and patted Alka's shoulder to ease his embarrassment.
The two followed Priest Pakchi all the way.
At this time, Alka found that the priest was holding the corpse and running straight to the hole under the boulder.
It seemed that he wanted to pass through the hole and enter inside.
"Why do you want to carry her inside?" he whispered in his aunt's ear.
As far as he could remember, Alka had never been inside the cave, nor had he seen anyone else enter it.
After all, he had never been here except for the annual sacrificial activities and the funeral of his mother.
For young people, this place was too boring and old-fashioned.
"Bury the body and let your mother rest in peace."
Aunt Marcy didn't stop talking.
Wait, they didn't see their mother's body, so why were they sure that their mother was dead instead of missing?