"You...you...you have been...from the beginning..." Vilia turned her head suddenly and grabbed Rurik's thin shoulders with both hands, "Could it be that this is also the knowledge given to you by Valhalla? ”
Obviously, Rurik felt that Vilya was strongly stimulated.
How to answer? Since he already has the title of "Odin's Blessing", a set of martial arts fists really shows his prestige in children's fighting games.
For several years, the priests and their father Otto have spared no effort to hype Rurik's unique identity.
The majority of the tribesmen have not yet developed their will to think independently. They are indeed so-called ignorant people, and they naturally believe in the rumors of gods and gods.
And wasn’t this rumor spread by Priest Vilia himself from the beginning?
Suddenly, Rurik felt a strong sense of black humor.
Perhaps, Villa deliberately promoted his son in order to consolidate his position and further attract the increasingly popular leader Otto of the tribe.
Furthermore, children do have a unique side.
Youdao means that if you tell a lie too often, it will become true, and even the creator of the lie will believe it.
This is the current state of Villa.
Rurik immediately responded in the affirmative: "This is my destiny! I didn't know why I knew so much knowledge at first, but I just knew it very well. Maybe I was an ancient Scholar, an excellent craftsman, I know Rome and it was a great existence long ago. Maybe my soul entered Valhalla because Odin ordered me to return to the world."
"You...you are an apostle?" As he spoke, Villa was already trembling unconsciously.
Rurik had clearly felt that his clumsy words had convinced Vilia. In this way, the problem suddenly becomes simpler.
It is because ancient people had an extremely narrow vision and an extreme lack of knowledge that they believed in the words of the priests. Words that seemed absurd in later generations were also regarded as truth by people in this time and space.
The key is that the priest himself is firm and devout in his faith.
"Yes, I should be an apostle. Valhalla did not clearly explain my mission, they only gave hints, but I already understood my mission. They are people who love our Ross tribe, they Like the warriors among our people, Valhalla has reserved many seats for warriors. I believe that my mission is to lead our people to prosperity, so that Valhalla can wait for more warriors, and thus be among the gods. Victory in the dusk”
Is this what a seven-year-old child can say? Obviously not!
Villa herself never believed that a child with a childish voice could easily say such upright words.
He must have accepted some kind ofHoly power, he is a man of miracles!
For a moment, Vilia thought of many things, and her old eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Grandma Priest, are you sad?" Rurik asked kindly.
"No." Vilia wiped away her tears and stood up slowly on crutches, "Rurik, my child. You are a miracle, our protector and the future. The leader. You are an apostle from Valhalla who once lost your purpose. Now that you have grown up, you have fully understood your mission. You are bound to become our leader, but..."
Vilia ordered tremblingly: "Come with me now, child. Maybe, you are the only true guardian of that treasure that has been sealed in dust for decades. Maybe everything is Destiny, I received a generous gift from those Romans in black more than thirty years ago, and I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
Villa muttered something obscure. Rurik heard very vaguely. He understood clearly that Wei Liya wanted to hand over the treasure she had treasured for many years to him to inherit.
Baby? The treasure of the Romans. For a moment, Rurik was filled with curiosity. It was already getting dark, so why did you hurry home to find your mother? No need for now.
In order to avoid worrying his family, Rurik, who was following Vilia, still muttered: "I'm a little worried about my mother. I should have gone back immediately."
"Oh ! Don't worry." Villa then ordered a junior priest to report the news, and then continued to mutter: "You will go back safely. Before that, you must see the treasure and it will be inherited by you. "
"I...I will."
Rurik opened his mouth, but he really couldn't think of any treasure that could make Vilia say such serious words.
Gold? Or silver? I'm afraid it's not these vulgar things. If it cannot be exchanged for good things, the greatest value of gold and silver is probably to decorate the beauty of women, and men from some small tribes and families with enough wealth will drill holes in their own teeth and decorate them with gold crazily.
The dark room was illuminated by oil lamps, and a large number of wooden boards were placed flat on the cabinet made of wooden boards.
Ryurik is very familiar with what content is carved on those wooden boards. Soon, because he has learned how to use the rune letters, he will remember all the knowledge stored in the room.
Perhaps so.
Rurik knew that a wooden tablet could not record as much information as an A4.
Now he is even more interested in the wooden box that Vilia pulled out with his own hands.
"Priest, what is this?"
"Please call me grandma, my child." Vilia wiped the sweat from her forehead and tried to pull it out from the pile of debris. It is indeed not easy to build a wooden box.
"Okay grandma, what's in this?"
"ROMAbok. ”
Villia simply answered “Book of the Romans”.
In Old Norse, “bok” describes “a carrier of a large amount of writing.”
Rurik listened to the novelty, what does "Romans" mean?
He cocked his little head and looked at the squatting Vilia trying to open the rusty key. Banban’s lock. Even after a lot of effort, the lock still can’t be opened.
“Oops, I haven’t opened the lock for many years, and it seems that the lock is no longer working. "
"Then smash it open? "Rurik asked tentatively.
"Okay. But my son, if I do this, you must give me a guarantee. "
"Huh? What a guarantee. "
"There is a precious book in the box, which contains very profound knowledge. Maybe you can understand it and master it. It is very precious and once opened it will not be preserved well. You must promise me that you will be the protector of the book and will always protect it. "
Rurik didn't think much, and still said bluntly: "I will. "
"Your answer is a bit perfunctory..." Vilia turned his old face and said seriously: "I don't have the ability to understand all its contents, but I can be sure that through this book, You can learn a lot about the Romans. You are going to be a great leader and we are going to make a bigger deal with the Romans and you have to protect this book. Now tell me your answer. "
"Ah, I will protect him like I want to protect my own family. In the future, I will order my descendants to continue to protect it. ”
Rurik’s seemingly empty words made Vilia very happy. After all, her life was short. Almost everyone in the tribe disdained knowledge, but she was the only one who could last half a lifetime. Protecting a book given by the "Rome in Black"
She believed Rurik's word was the child's truth because it was worthy of belief
Vilia found a little one. The hammer smashed the rusty copper lock.
It turned out to be a copper lock! From the bright yellow color of the cross section of the lock, Rurik could draw multiple conclusions.
At this moment, Vilia was in a complicated mood
She held the lid of the box, her heart beating rapidly.
“I hope the book is intact and not rotten. . ”
“Don’t worry, grandma. Rurik said casually: "The copper has turned black, which means it is very dry here and no books will be damaged." If water gets in, the lock will turn green. "
"Huh? Strange explanation. "
Rurik didn't want to talk about the black rust of oxidized copper. He urged: "Open it quickly. "
Vilia did not hesitate any longer. The cover was opened, and a well-bound book made of whole-body sheepskin was displayed in front of Rurik.
"This is the book. , my child, from now on it is yours. ”
When Vilia, her eyes slightly turnedTurning to Rurik, he saw the child's shocked eyes.
Because Rurik recognized the leather cover of the book, and the words made up of Roman letters marked on it, Rurik never thought that he actually knew them.
This book was clearly marked "EXODUS". From these few letters alone, he knew very clearly that this book recorded the story of Moses leading his people out of Egypt and back to Canaan.
The book cover and pages are mainly made of sheepskin, so naturally not many words can be recorded on these materials. This book is only a small part of the entire scripture, and it is really intriguing that only this part ended up in Scandinavia in the far north.
Rurik suddenly asked: "Grandma, as you briefly explained, did you really get it from the mysterious man in black?"
"Yes. How am I?" I hope you understand the above knowledge because I don't understand it."
"Ah! That's it..." Rurik muttered silently: "I think I already know it completely."
Rurik thought about it for a while, and I am afraid that the men in black that Vilia mentioned were the so-called Eastern Roman missionaries. They wished that all the barbarians in the north would become the new lambs.
Exodus itself is a history book, and it is also an ode to Moses and his people who dared to travel long distances without fear of hardship for their devout faith.
Those men in black traveled from the warm and comfortable Constantinople to the extremely cold north, hoping that the Vikings who were good at fighting and trading would give up their worship of Odin and become theirs. part of it.
Maybe they themselves are the new Moses.
Obviously the Ross tribe at that time was dismissive of this, and the man in black’s plan failed. If Vilya had not been moved by compassion, he would not have accepted the book.
I am afraid that all those men in black have turned into dust, but this book is the only one that has been perfectly preserved by this old man.
Think about it, if this is true, everything is really a legend.
If everything is destiny, the new nation formed by the fusion of Slavs and Rus will eventually become the new Rome in charge of the double eagle flag.
If this book is preserved a thousand years from now, it will become a sacred object with great cultural significance! It is also a national treasure of Ross.
Thinking of this aspect, Rurik flipped through it casually, feeling the softness of the parchment, and came to the conclusion that the text was all copied by hand. He knew nothing about the content of ancient Latin, and he really only The famous title of Number of People.
He was making some calculations in his mind. This book bound with parchment should indeed be properly protected.