Alka looked at Aunt Marcy who was leading the way and the priest who was already walking towards the entrance of the huge stone cave.

When this question came to his mind, he began to think about it unconsciously.

Looking through the memories in my mind, I can't figure out how they knew.

The vigilance of coming to another world for the first time and the lack of sense of security made him start to think about the worst, and his pace began to slow down, lagging behind his aunt.

"Should I ask directly? Logically speaking, normal people should be able to think of it."

Alka thought.

Before I could speak.

They had already arrived inside the boulder.

Walking in from the cave entrance, the inside is unusually open.

Alka looked at the surrounding environment. There were obvious traces of artificial excavation. The size of the space inside was compared with the size of the boulders outside.

Basically, the middle of the entire boulder was hollowed out, and some patterns were carved on the top of the boulder wall, but it was not completely visible due to the obstruction of torches and other things.

It's a bit rough, a bit like a fairy tale.

A small hole was dug through the top of the boulder, about the size of a head.

The light source from outside passes through this hole and fills the dark stone cave, illuminating the environment inside the cave together with the surrounding torches.

With this less bright light, Alka was able to check out the surrounding environment.

Around one meter above the ground, grooves were dug out one after another, and each groove was connected in a circle.

They are stacked layer by layer until they reach a height of about three or four meters.

Alka counted and found that there were about 9 layers in total, and there was a stone of different shapes placed in the groove of each layer.

The only thing that is the same is the material of these stones, which seems to be exactly the same, with almost no impurities in appearance.

Only then did Alka see the real stone sculpture.

In the middle of the entire space is a stone sculpture about three meters high. The stone used for the carving is exactly the same as the material of the entire boulder.

The statue is of a faceless woman with long hair, holding a crawling baby in her arms, and wearing a ring on her head that looks like a ring of wheat ears.

There was a child of several years old beside her legs, holding her trousers.

Look at the statue in front of you.

It is obviously extremely rough, and there is no fine carving of the face, but in the hands of the sculptor, there is a hint of kind motherhood.

It gives people a unique charm.

Aunt Marcy stopped about three or four meters away from the statue, and Alka who was following behind also stopped immediately.

The priest held his mother's body and came to the statue.

First, he lifted the bag of bones slightly.

Then the body slowly crouched down, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling, and gently placed the bag of bones on the ground.

The sound of bones colliding sounded in the silent environment.

Open the mouth of the bag, reach in, take out the bones one by one, and stack them in front of the statue.

The two of them, Alka, just looked at it, standing there and waiting quietly.

Seeing that her aunt didn't say a word, Alka could only wait quietly beside her.

It wasn't until finally that he took out the skull and placed it on top of the bone pile.

"Don't interrupt me."

The priest sounded mature and slightly hoarse.

Stand up straight, cross your hands on your shoulders, and lower your head slightly.

The sun shines from the cave entrance.

I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I feel that the sun is more dazzling now.

The statue, the priest, and the mother's bones were bathed in light.

Such a scene suddenly had a touch of holiness.

At this time, the priest's voice suddenly sounded.

"The sharp blade passed through the back, and the blood-stained blade came straight out of the chest."

"Disbelief, betrayal, regret."

"Silent darkness."

"The link of blood, the last instinct."

When he heard the first sentence, Alka couldn't help but frown, because it matched the wounds on his mother's body.

The second sentence is the emotion at that time?

Betrayed.

The third sentence may be talking about the feelings after death.

The fourth sentence is completely unknown.

The sound stayed here, and the space returned to silence.

This is the simple information that Alka was able to obtain in a short period of time.

At this time, the priest suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned his head and stared at Alka who was looking at him.

Alka was sure that he had seen it correctly. The priest's eyes had just changed from dark green to normal pupils.

"Your mother's spirit disappeared last night? Did you see her for the last time?"

"Her bones are stained with a curse, but her death has nothing to do with the curse."

At this time, Aunt Marcy next to her also turned her head and stared at Alka.

"Little Alka, what happened to you last night?"

Seeing this situation, Alka's brain started working rapidly and he opened his mouth and quickly organized his words.

"I...I don't know if I was too excited or exhausted from the treasure hunt last night. At that time, my mother's bones stood up and she opened her palms to me."

Having said this, Alka took out a silver snake from his arms. There was a blade mark on the snake head of the silver coin.

"Then, the silver coin flew from my hand into my mother's palm, and then she scattered it.

I thought it was my imagination and I might have thrown the silver coin in a panic."

Hearing this, the priest took two steps forward and stretched out his hand: "Show me the silver coin. Where did this silver coin come from?"

Alka gave the silver coin to the priest.

He picked up the silver coin, narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and even sniffed it carefully.

"There is indeed a curse on it, but the smell is very weak." He turned his head and stared at Alka and asked, "Where did this silver snake come from?"

After asking again, the priest and Aunt Marcy were stunned for a moment.

The two of them seemed to have figured out the reason.

They all asked in unison: "The first treasure you found?"

After Alka found a silver coin some time ago, he made a big announcement on the island.

The island is so big, and everyone has been acquainted for generations. As long as they are not ignorant, everyone basically knows a little bit about it.

Seeing that both of them had guessed it, Alka nodded.

"Yes, that's the silver coin."

After a pause, he continued: "When I found the silver coin, there was a message engraved on the box."

"What words?" the priest asked quickly.

"Let me return the silver coins within 7 days, otherwise I will be cursed."

Alka made certain deletions, changing the sentence that would cause death directly, and instead suffered a curse directly.

And continued: "On the 7th day after I found it, I fell seriously ill, so I started to search for the treasure seriously with fear and wanted to return this silver coin."

Hearing this, Aunt Marcy came up and hugged Alka's head. She couldn't help complaining and said: "So it turned out that I got sick because of this curse in the past two days? Why didn't you tell Auntie?"

"Aren't I afraid that you won't believe it? After all, curses and stuff are just like stories."

Hearing Alka's words, Aunt Marcy couldn't help but sigh.

The priest threw the silver coin to Alka, who caught it.

"You should thank your mother. Her last soul dissipated the curse."

After speaking, he looked at Aunt Marcy and nodded to her.
To be continued...