Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 9 The Ring
An icy touch, a "cold thread" like water flowed along the fingers all the way to the brain.

The whole person couldn't help shaking a few times.

As this icy cold poured into the brain, the whole brain calmed down in an instant, followed by brief messages.

Alka closed her eyes quietly, and the room in the middle of the night was equally silent.

Except for the faint crackle of the flame burning in the oil lamp beside the bed.

Not long after, I finished receiving the extra information in my mind.

This ring is the inheritance of the magician.

A real magician, this ring is teaching Alka how to be a magician.

The information poured into the brain is also some knowledge related to magicians.

In addition, the ring will also bring certain physical bonuses to Alka.

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 what extraordinary power feels like?"

I can't help but feel a little excited, this is a real experience from magical power.

After 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 emerged, his fingers flipped the silver coins rolling left and right on the back of his hand.

Jump and slide between each finger, and finally stop at the junction of the index finger and thumb, and fly into the air with a hard flick.

The right hand quickly caught it, and immediately spread the palm, and the silver snake had disappeared.

He clenched his fist and stretched out his index finger, and tapped it in the fist of his left hand. There was a silver snake lying in the middle of the palm of his left hand.

A very simple magic trick is performed.

The performance just now was not smooth, with a lot of unfamiliarity, and the action was very stiff and it didn't look interesting.

But this is the first time Arka has performed magic tricks.

"The moment this ring is put on, it can turn a person who has never been exposed to magic into a magic apprentice.

If you practice hard with the help of the ring, it won't be long before you can truly become a magician. "

"Even if you take off the ring."

Thinking of this, Alka treasured the ring even more.

"This is really interesting. Is this a fantasy supernatural power? Maybe this power is nature, and it should be called extraordinary power."

The predecessor is just an ordinary person, and there is no fantasy power in the world, it only exists in entertainment works.

There is no such thing in the body memory of this body, but when he finds out that there is magical power, he will kill himself.

Now the magical power has been brought in my hand in front of me, and it is available for me to use.

This feeling, this excitement.

Alka was very excited.

Just as he was getting excited, a coolness flashed through his mind, as if telling him to keep calm.

...?
Is this something that keeps people calm?

If you think about it carefully, it is true that a magician must keep calm at all times in order not to be seen through and to bring a pleasing performance.

Thinking of this, A-Ka took off the ring.

The strange feeling disappeared in an instant, and the knowledge related to magicians that could be used in the mind before also disappeared together.

Only the magic that I performed just now has been performed, and the knowledge related to skills is still in my brain.

This knowledge is memorized by him, but he will forget it if he does not consolidate and practice.

When you pick up the silver coins and want to continue the show, you can't do it right away.

Without the finger dexterity brought by the ring, rolling coins on the back of the hand is impossible, and it takes practice.

He picked up the ring and wanted to put it on again, after thinking about it, he put it on the thumb of his left hand.

The right hand is the main hand, and I have never had the habit of wearing a ring in two lifetimes. It feels weird to wear a ring, but it is much more comfortable to wear it on the little finger of my left hand.

won't affect much.

Gather up all these things on the bed.

With the ring in hand, the card and manual are put back in the wooden box.

"This thing is useless now, but it is very precious, so it must be well hidden."

After finding a good place to fix things, he turned his head and looked at the remaining metal ingots.

No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't look like ordinary metal. After thinking about it, I put it by the foot of the table and wiped the dust on it.

Just like that, it was randomly thrown in the corner under the table, like ordinary gravel.

The gold coins and the two gems are all hidden.

After hiding it, Alka clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction.He turned off the oil lamp next to the bed and lay down on the bed.

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In the early morning of the next day, Aunt Marcy dragged Arka up, hugged her mother's bones, and walked towards the center of the island.

Sigurt still wanted to follow, but was hammered twice by his mother, so he had to open his mouth to Alka behind his mother's back.

Although he didn't make a sound, Arka nodded.

He said that he would go to him sometime and talk to him about his treasure hunting story in detail.

All the way through the golden wheat fields, came to the very center of the island.

From a distance, I saw a huge boulder 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 it is a densely packed tomb, and one after another round wooden stakes are inserted on the tomb.

There is no such thing as a tombstone, and there are still some ears of wheat in front of many graves.

Alka looked at the surrounding scenes and retrieved his memory.

This is the cemetery on the island, where most of the inhabitants of the island are buried.

But some can be buried, and some can't.

At this time, the huge gray-black boulder was completely revealed in front of Alka.

Around the boulder, a stone platform was built around the boulder, a bit like it was used for some sacrifices.

At the bottom of the boulder, there is a gap like a door.

At this time, there was an old man standing on the stone platform, and Aunt Marcy led him over.

Then the two stood there.

At this time, the old man turned around and slowly came to them, Alka looked at him.

Gray and white mid-length hair, although there are wrinkles, but it can still be seen, a slightly tough face, and a gray beard on the chin, which continues in a mess.

The clothes on his body are not much different from those of ordinary residents, and they look a little more decent.

Seeing him approaching, Alka crossed her hands, the palms of both hands resting on her shoulders.

Aunt Marcy did the same.

The same is true of the priests before the same.

"May the Mother of Stone bless you."

Then the priest squatted down and picked up the bag containing the bones.

"Lisha's corpse?"

He directly revealed the origin of the bones.

Alka was slightly surprised, and blurted out, "How do you know that?"

Hearing Alka's question, the priest's eyes were a little strange.

"Maybe it's because I was looking for you yesterday."

After speaking, he walked directly towards the stone platform.

Alka was slightly embarrassed, smiled and laughed.

There were too many people looking for him last night, how would he know.

"Hahaha, it was so dark last night, it's normal that I didn't see it."

Aunt Marcy smiled and patted Alka on the shoulder to ease his embarrassment.

The two followed Priest Pakqi all the way.

Only then did Alka realize that the priest was holding the bones and heading straight for the hole under the boulder.

It seems to want to go through the hole and enter it.

"Why do you want to carry it inside?" I asked quietly in my aunt's ear.

As far as he could remember, Alka had never entered a cave, nor had he seen anyone enter.

After all, he had never been here except for the annual sacrificial activities and the funeral of his mother at that time.

For young people, this place is too boring and old-fashioned.

"Bury the bones and let your mother rest in peace."

What Aunt Marcy said didn't stop.

Wait, none of them saw their mother's bones. Why were they sure that their mother was dead instead of missing?
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