book of old days

Chapter 10 The Book of the Old
After hesitating for a moment, Sean still decided to ask his colleagues for help. Even if there was something wrong with the book, even if it had to be thrown away in the end, at least he had to figure out what it was written in.

Sean found a leather bag to pack the book, and went out of the house with the book in hand.

Alhaz lived in a dormitory in the University Park. When he came to Alhaz's residence, he saw that the door was closed and the windows were all covered with curtains.

Sean went to the door and knocked, and Alhaz's panicked voice sounded from the door.

"Who, who is outside?"

"It's me, Sean."

"Sean, didn't you ask for leave to attend the funeral?"

"It's the Probate Association. I came back last night. Open the door quickly. I need your help with something."

The side window on the door was pulled open. Alhaz looked behind Sean vigilantly to confirm that there was no one there, and then opened the door. When Sean walked in, he immediately closed and locked the door.

Xiao En glanced inside the room, and immediately understood the source of Alhaz's nervousness.

The dim living room was arranged as a temporary studio, and an extremely gloomy picture was drawn on an oil canvas.

It was a painting about the sea. The sky was covered with dark clouds and it was raining heavily. A monster stood in the turbulent sea. The monster vaguely had a human silhouette, but it had a head like an octopus with many tentacles. The body is like jelly covered with scales, with giant claws, and a pair of long and narrow wings behind it. It has a bloated and fat body. It is dripping with mucus, and the huge green body is staggering in the sea.

It seems that for comparison, a sailboat can still be seen breaking through the waves in the waves, as if it will capsize at any time.Only as big as a monster's toe.

Sean was taken aback looking at the picture, isn't this Cthulhu?It was almost exactly the same as in his memory, which surprised him very much. He did describe Cthulhu's appearance to Alhaz, but it was only a general description of his characteristics, but the picture in front of him was so lifelike, even It is more weird and distorted than Cthulhu in the original book, giving people a sense of terror that is almost alive.

It has to be said that Alhaz seems to be naturally good at capturing the grotesque and terrifying elements. Although the painting is rough, it does not damage what is shown in the painting.

No wonder he would draw the curtains. If someone saw him, he would probably cause trouble.

"Look at how I drew, does it look like the Cthulhu you have in mind?" Alhaz said in a smug tone.

"Like, very similar, but why are you so nervous, it's just a painting."

Alhaz gave him a blank look, "Although I'm not afraid of death, I'm not a fool either. I can only leave this painting for myself to appreciate." He looked up and down the terrifying painting, as if admiring the pleasing beauty.

After a while, he suddenly realized, "So what are you looking for me for?"

Sean said: "I inherited some books from my grandfather, and one of the ancient books is quite strange. I can't understand it. I think maybe you can translate it for me."

"Strange? How strange."

"Alhaz said, walked towards the fireplace, picked up the coffee pot, "Do you want some coffee? "

"Is there any tea?"

"You know I don't drink tea."

"Okay then coffee thanks."

Alhaz poured Sean a cup of coffee, and took Sean's leather bag. The moment he opened the bag, Alhaz's eyes were straightened.

"Wow, this is a bit unusual." He said, taking out the ancient book tremblingly, carefully touching the black embossed cover and the purple eyeball.

Sean took a sip of his coffee and frowned. The coffee was a bit mushy and surprisingly bitter. He put down the coffee cup and reminded: "Be careful, this book is a bit evil. When I hold this book, I always feel that there is something wrong." Something whispered in the ear."

However, after hearing his warning, Alhaz was not only not nervous, but even more excited.

He opened the cover and was immediately attracted by the weird text inside.

"Why, can you understand?"

Alhaz shook his head: "I've never seen such a weird text, it's too...too..." He obviously couldn't find a suitable adjective, and when he turned to the middle part, Alhaz nodded,

"Oh, I recognize this text. This is the secret language of ancient Essia. It was used by priests and monks to pray to the gods. This book must be very old. You must know that the ancient Essia country had perished as early as 4000 years ago. up.

No, this book can't be 4000 years old, it's so new—"

Alhaz sniffed the book, then licked it, as if judging its material.

"Can you translate?"

"No, I don't specialize in this research. I need to find professionals, and even if they are professionals, they may not be able to translate clearly. It will take time and a large number of comparable text samples. However, Essia is fighting a war, excavating ruins or something Yes, it's not that easy."

Sean signaled him to keep turning the pages, and Alhaz did so. When he saw the letters behind, he nodded and started reading directly.

"Can you understand?"

"Of course, this is ancient Breton. Compared with modern Breton, it has two letters less, but four more characters, and the grammar is also different, but overall it is in the same strain. Seeing these four strange They symbolize the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth respectively. The ancient Bretons believed that everything in the world could be related to these four elements, so they added symbols of the four to the language to represent different languages. territory."

He read the content recorded in the ancient Breton language, and the more he read it, the more excited he became, his eyes lit up, but his expression gradually became serious, as if to confirm his guess, he turned back to the previous part from time to time , Looking at those distorted and weird texts, he doesn't seem to be reading, but confirming one thing...

For a long time——Alhaz said slowly, "If I'm not wrong—and I rarely guess wrong, this is a [Book of the Old Times]."

"Book of the Old?" Sean repeated with some doubts, but he didn't have any impression of this word. He looked at Alhaz's dignified and excited expression, and it was the first time he saw him like this after knowing him for so long.

"That's right, the Book of the Old, I only learned about this concept by chance from some ancient books. Modern people have long forgotten those legends, and may have never even known them. Only in the tombs of those ancient lost civilizations Among them, on the stele, it is only occasionally mentioned.

Book of the Old Days is not the name of a book, but a general term for a category of books. They are creations left over from ancient times. They have been mentioned in the legends and secret records of some ancient civilizations. Before the birth of civilization, there was an older intelligent creature on our planet. They came from the other side of the stars and ruled the world in that ancient barbaric era for several epochs.

However, one day, perhaps because of a disaster, this ancient race disappeared together with their civilization, leaving only a handful of relics and cultural relics.

It is hard to say how many of the earliest human civilizations born in ancient times have been affected by them. From the ancient country of Surand in the old days, or the ancient myths and legends of Essia, or even the ancient dynasties in the far east, they are all related to them. of written records.

The written information left by this lost civilization is called the Book of the Old Days, which contains the ancient wisdom of that great civilization. "

(End of this chapter)