Chapter 218 Hands

At this time, I didn't care so much. I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, hurried over and looked into the coffin.

Then I found that there were a large number of small balls that could shine in the coffin, which was so bright.

However, there is nothing else in this coffin except these glowing balls.

There is only one thing that seems to be a human skull in the pile of beads in the center of the coffin. Next to the skull, there is a piece of hand bone, which is below the elbow.

It may be because it has been too long, so the owner's body has almost rotten, so these two things are left behind.

However, these two bones still made me find an unusual place, that is, the location of the skull.

I think the size of the skull is at least 10 or 20 centimeters in diameter, not like a child's.

However, in terms of adult height, even if the bone frame is loose, the position of the skull should be on the top of the head, that is, the side close to the head of the coffin. However, now the skull is placed in the center of the coffin.

There are only two possibilities here. One is that someone moved the bones in the coffin and put the skull in the middle of the coffin.

The second is the body in this coffin, a dwarf with a particularly large head and a particularly short figure.

Obviously, the second hypothesis is not true, because I think the hand bone is about the same size as that of a normal adult hand bone.

It seems that someone has come in, and the only living person on the island, except for those legendary sea girls, I can only think of Zhuo Ya.

Maybe Zhuoya got the parchment in this golden coffin.

Thinking of this, I rolled up my sleeves and turned over the glowing beads, but I couldn't find anything.

Next, I took the skull and hand bone out of the coffin.

When I put this gray-colored ancient skull full of small cracks in the palm of my hand, I found that its weight was very light.

From the shape, the curvature of the skull is very obvious, especially the part close to the back of the head, which is round and plump, which is very in line with women's characteristics.

And in terms of size, it does look like a woman's skull.

But the hand bone and joints are very thick. Whether it is the width of the palm or the length of the finger, it looks like the hand of an adult man. And this man should be about the same height as me.

The most important thing is that I didn't see it clearly when I put it in the coffin, but now it seems that the age of this hand bone is much closer than that of the skull, probably in recent years, or even in the last year.

This is strange. I haven't seen Zhuoya break a hand. Even if she breaks a hand, it should be a woman's hand, which doesn't match this man's hand at all.

So where does this fresh man's hand come from and will be packed in a dusty golden coffin?

I took this hand in front of me and observed it carefully, and even compared it with my own hand.

Then I strangely found that this hand was exactly the same size as my hand.

I smiled and felt that it was a coincidence. I said that this hand should not be my hand, right?

Thinking of this, I looked at my right hand covered with green bark.

I compared the place where the hand bone and the long bark are, and found that the length of the hand bone is almost the same as the length of my long green bark.

Next, I looked down the fingertips of the hand bone, because I had a strange idea at this time.

I remember that I accidentally fell when I was a child and fell a few inches below my right wrist to a bone crack and kept it for several months.

Although the bone has grown well now, the injury suffered at such a young age should leave traces.

While recalling my childhood experience, I looked down. When I saw a few inches below my wrist, I immediately threw the hand bone out and my heart pounded.

Because I saw that there was indeed a shallow white mark a few inches below the wrist, which was slightly raised when touched. Obviously, it recovered after being injured.

"Calm down... Calm down..." I breathed and told myself that it should be just a coincidence. Maybe it was just that I was injured before my life.

Although I comforted myself, I still felt that the air in the dark stone room was so tight that I could hardly breathe.

So I turned around and staggered out of the door.

Out of the gold door, the bright light made me unable to open my eyes.

I took a few deep breaths and blocked the light from all around me. The fetal education went forward, hoping that the farther away from this strange stone room, the better.

Within a few steps, I found that I was still holding the skull in my hand.

The light in the stone chamber was so weak that I couldn't see the cracks on the skull, thinking that it was just natural cracking over the years.

Now it seems that this is not the case. This skull is actually full of dense distorted words.

I recognized at a glance that the text on the skull was that kind of witch text, but because of the years, some strokes were relatively clear and some were blurred, so I mistaken for cracks.

Of course, I can't understand these witch texts, but I still have a certain ability to remember graphics. The words on it are similar to those spells on the wall of the tower.

Look at the edge of the skull, which is very smooth and obviously polished.

I turned over the whole skull and found that there were strange animals such as bird's beaks and snake-body women's faces painted on its back. They all looked ferocious and looked a little terrible.

Seeing these things, I always feel that this skull seems to be more than human bones, and it is likely to have other uses in ancient times.

I temporarily wrapped the skull in a disinfection bag, put it in my backpack, and then walked along the huge golden wall in the direction that Zhuoya pointed me to me before.

It's better to jump forward while holding the wall, and I have to be a little faster than before.

However, the only inconvenience is that those dense vines sometimes spread to the wall, and they will climb up the wall and bloom colorful flowers on the wall.

Although these flowers are beautiful, they hinder my move forward.

Every time I can only drill through sparse places or take a detour.

When I crossed a vine again, when I raised my head, a picture appeared in front of me without warning, which shocked me immediately.