Chapter 236: The Problem Emerges

After looking at the four pictures, the four of us looked at each other, and I said, "Does that mean, if someone comes in, move his bones from this coffin and put them in that urn?" ”

Ding Xiaoshang nodded and said, "Yes, this person's idea should be to be buried with his family after death, and he is not willing to enjoy the coffin alone!" ”

"I admire this man even more!" I looked at the skeleton in this coffin and said that there was no human form. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Then let's do it!" The soothsayer looked at me and said.

"Hands-on? What are you doing? I looked at the soothsayer in amazement.

"Finish the transfer of the bones of the people you worship!" Said the soothsayer.

"Why me?" I looked at the pile of bones in the coffin and couldn't help but hesitate. It's not a whole person, it's a skeleton, and I really can't get it.

"It is clearly written on this brocade that a man with a stick came and put his bones in an urn coffin!" The soothsayer looked at me triumphantly.

Ding Xiaoshang looked at the brocade silk, then looked at me and said, "Dao Xuan, you go, transfer the bones of the ancestors to the place he wants!" Then he looked at me resolutely.

I looked at the remains in the coffin, and then at the urn coffin not far away, and my heart was crossed, let's do it, it's destined. This ancestor had long foreseen that I would have a fate with him after my death. Wanting to hit here, I carefully put the bones in the coffin in the urn coffin. After a while, the skeleton was almost transferred, but one of the hand bones of the ancestors could not be removed, as if it was nailed to the coffin.

"Knife extinguished, what's wrong?" Ding Xiaoshang and the soothsayer saw that I was slow to take out the hand bones from the coffin, so they came over to check on them.

"Look, this hand bone can't be removed!" I reluctantly pointed to the hand bone and said, "It seems to have been nailed into the coffin on purpose!" ”

Ding Xiaoshang took a closer look and said, "Dao Xuan, take a look, has his hand bone been nailed up?" But he doesn't have any nails on it, huh? Ding Xiaoshang looked at it strangely.

The soothsayer looked at it for a while and said, "Shouldn't we look at what is written on the brocade, and if there are any other hints?" With that, we walked over to the brocade and took a closer look. But apart from the four patterns on the brocade, there seems to be nothing left.

"Nothing!" The soothsayer said with some anxiety.

"Could it be that after a long time, the hand bones of the ancestors and the coffin have been adhered together?" Li Song said incomprehensibly, and then went back to examine it carefully.

"No, in principle, the more time passes, the more corrupted it becomes. In the end, even the coffin will be rotted, how can the hand bones be glued to the coffin! Ding Xiaoshang analyzed.

"I don't believe it, there won't be any hints on this brocade?" As I spoke, I picked up the brocade and examined it carefully. However, when the brocade silk reached my hand, it instantly rotted into a pile of worn-out flocculents and fell to the ground in an instant. I was simply stunned, how could the brocade silk, which was so good just now, rot in my hands?

Ding Xiaoshang and the three of them looked at me in shock, then looked at the flocculent on the ground, and said, "Dao Xuan, do you have something in your hand?" Why is it that the brocade is corrupted in your hands? ”

I innocently said, "I don't know, I didn't have anything in my hand, I just transferred the bones of my ancestors into the urn coffin!" "I don't know what's going on myself.

"Hua Niang, what do you think is going on?" The soothsayer looked at Ding Xiaoshang seriously and asked.

Ding Xiaoshang frowned and thought, then shook his head and said, "I don't know very well, why it was fine just now, but as soon as it touched the hand of the knife extinguisher, it became like this!" Saying that, Ding Xiaoshang came over and grabbed my hand and studied it, and said while studying, "What's the matter with your hand?" Let's analyze, before you moved the skeleton, you also touched this brocade. At that time, there were no problems with this brocade, but when you moved the skeleton and came back again, the brocade was corrupted? Does this mean that when the skeleton of the ancestor was moved, his wish was fulfilled, so the brocade was automatically destroyed? ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "But it's possible!" I sighed and inadvertently glanced down, and it was this glance that made me discover a huge secret. I said to Ding Xiaoshang in surprise: "Look at the ground, is there a palm print?" ”

A few of them hurriedly walked over to take a look, and sure enough, a clear palm print appeared on the ground. And the brocade silk just now had already turned into dirt and disappeared to the ground.

"Is this palm print something that our predecessors are trying to tell us?" The soothsayer said curiously as he looked at the ground.

"Let's compare them one by one and see whose palm print it is?" Ding Xiaoshang looked at the palm prints on the ground and said.

The four of us went up one by one to give it a try, Li Song's hands were very large, and the handprints were very small and obviously did not match. Ding Xiaoshang and the soothsayer's hands are very small, and this palm print is obviously relatively large. In the end, I was left alone, and I was really stressed.

"The knife is extinguished, it's your turn, it is estimated that this ancestor is in the phase of you, and he specially follows the palm print of your hand!" The soothsayer looked at me and smiled.

I didn't speak, and if that's the case, then I'll admit it. Isn't it just a palm print? What else can I do? So I put my hand on it, and the three of them thought expectantly that my palm print would match. But they were wrong, the fingers of this palm print were obviously very thin, and my hand was relatively thicker.

"Look, look, it's not me this time!" I said excitedly.

For a moment we were lost in thought, not among the four of us. So who does this belong to? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred to me, "Oh, I see, it's obviously the handprint of my ancestors!" ”

When Ding Xiaoshang heard this, he immediately walked to the urn coffin and took one of the hand bones of his ancestors. Sure enough, it is the palm print of the ancestors. This is clear, it is left by the ancestors.

"Did the ancestors want to tell us something through this palm print?" Ding Xiaoshang looked at the palm prints on the ground and said.

"Yes, the hand bones in the coffin can't be removed, but here there is a palm print. Did the ancestors tell us again to put his palm here? I thought about it for a moment and said.

"But that palm can't be taken out at all!" Li Song looked at the hand bones in the coffin and said.

"Ding Xiaoshang, you try this hand bone!" I pointed to the other hand bone in Ding Xiaosheng's hand and said. Ding Xiaoshang put the other hand bone in her hand and said, "No, this is the left hand, but the palm print is obviously the right hand!" ”

"Yes! This means that it must be the hand bone! I looked at the handprints on the ground and said.

"Our ancestors gave us inspiration, but there was a problem for me!" The soothsayer sighed as he looked at the handprints on the ground.