48 Hours a Day

“You want to understand the myth, now?” Father Zhang was somewhat surprised, "I thought you weren't interested in these things after sixth grade. ”

After the four of them had finished their dinner, after they had packed their tableware, Zhang Ma and Grandpa rolled up old photos of the past in the study, while Zhang Father and Zhang Heng watched TV while eating fruit in the living room.

“Fine, whatever you want to know, just ask me what I know.” Zhang Father picked up an apple and took a bite to cheer it up.

Zhang Heng thought, “Is there really a god in the world we live in? ”

“Pfft ~” Zhang Father almost choked on the apple he had just swallowed. He coughed and cried twice. “What, are we really going to pretend you're still in sixth grade? ”

He drank his saliva and went smoothly, “I think we talked about this a long time ago, my mom and I were in theology, but we didn't have any faith in ourselves. In fact, what I was interested in was the part of the myth about history and humanities, your mom and she... well, she was just interested in all the strange stories, and she liked to travel around in the name of religious archaeology, take pictures, try food and so on. If I remember correctly, her master's thesis was written as a medieval diet.

“From my personal point of view, the so-called myth is nothing more than a story written by a mortal, just like a fairy tale, just for adults, for example, the Homer Epic, handed down by the ancient Greek blind poet Homer, and we all know that its subject is the Trojan War, and not only the mortal, but also the demigod Achilles, the sun god Apollo, the sea god Poseidon, etc.

“But in fact, only the Trojan War took place in history, and all that remained was Homer's artistic processing. Academics generally believed that Homer, if he did have a human being, lived in the 9th century BC, when there were no historians, and no one would emphasize the authenticity of history, so the way people recorded history was by mixing what really happened with mythology, and then we had the Homer Epic. ”

Zhang Fatton said, “In fact, if you are really studying a mythical system, you will find that they have their origins, usually folk stories passed down by mouth, and they continue to evolve on this basis, such as Celtic mythology, which originates from Celtic folklore, and is influenced by ancient Rome and Christianity in the process of formation. If the stories in them are true, how can they change with the migration of civilization, and more typically Greek and Roman mythology? ”

Father Zhang chewed the apple, “Roman mythology is completely out of Greek mythology, many gods have different names, just because the pronunciation is different, as for the story is the same, how can they all be true. ”

Zhang Hengyang implicitly, in fact, this is the same as his constant cognition, but if so, where did the so-called gods come from, the existence of the self-proclaimed Celtic ancient gods he encountered in the copy of the black sails, and the supernatural creatures he encountered in the real world, if their legends were invented, why would they exist again?

Zhang Heng remembered meeting a guy named Einstein in a copy of Apollo training camp. From his words, he seemed to hear that the Tang suit elderly man he had met earlier existed at the same level. However, Zhang Heng could not feel any connection with the mythological legend on him, and the game props he had seen at the auction before, some of which were obviously also products of modern society...

Zhang Heng decided to put the question aside for the time being and asked one of his most important concerns all along, "What is there about the gods of time? ”

Father Zhang raised his eyebrows, “The god of time? Indeed, in many mythological systems there are gods related to time, but most famously, the superprimitive god of ancient Greek mythology, Coronos, he is the supreme god of Orpheus worship, symbolizes the first cause of transcendence, existed before it all began, the supreme god in the Twenty-Four Holy Words narrative, possesses superior power over everything, has no entity in itself, but sometimes appears as a snake with three heads - man, cow and lion - but what is more known is the image of an old man, because in modern art works he is often described as an old man with a sickle. ”

“Old man, an old man like that?” Zhang Heng pulled the old photo from his pocket and put it on the coffee table in front of him while cleaning up the study.

Zhang Father's eyes flashed an unexpected color and picked up the photo, “Ha... where did you find this thing? ”

“You've been involved in a lot of research projects, and basically everywhere your mom takes a lot of pictures, so why is this the only one in the whole room? Where are the other pictures? ”

“Because at the end of the study, we lost a sleigh and four sleigh dogs, and they fell into a hole in the ice, and we flipped in with something on the sleigh, including our Kodak, and then we tried, but eventually we didn't pull those four poor little guys up, let alone what was on the sleigh, and as for Mr. Tame, he was the sponsor of the study, but we haven't seen each other since the end of the study for over a decade. ”

Although Zhang Father tried to maintain a relaxed tone, Zhang Heng could hear that his heart was not as calm as the surface. Especially when he saw the photograph, his pupil had a noticeable dilation, and then he obviously hid something, but what surprised Zhang Heng was that it did not seem to have much to do with Mr. Tame.

Because when he spoke later about Mr. Tame, he relaxed and changed into a more comfortable sitting position.

Zhang Heng didn't quite understand why his father lied about the film, and Grandpa also knew about the research activity, in other words, he was the only one in the whole family who was completely hidden from the drums. The question was why his parents had to dispose of the photographs without mentioning the research project that had gone to Greenland 18 years earlier.

What really happened on that Arctic Circle island had nothing to do with him being only a year old at the time. If Tang Dynasty had met his parents 18 years ago, it was clear that after 18 years he had chosen Zhang Heng instead of just admiring and accidentally, as he had initially said.

Rather than this encounter, it was an 18-year-old wait.