(The "author" mentioned in the article is Howard Philip Lovecraft, and the excerpt is from "The Shadow over Innsmouth")
All photo albums have been plasticized so that the photos can be preserved longer and better.
Although today's technology basically uses network storage, Wu Shanxing is from an older generation, and these data are not suitable for putting on the Internet.
Because the Internet is very convenient, no matter who it is.
Opening the heavy photo album, the photos that came into view were all yellowed papers, and the writing on them was basically a bit blurry. This was due to the influence of moisture. This shows that the person who wrote these words had indeed been to the seaside.
The date recorded above told Shen Qi how old this manuscript was.
"Shen Qi, please keep this action, I need to scan and record." - Hou Tu
Wu Shanxing looked at Shen Qi who seemed to be surprised by the manuscript in the photo album, and couldn't help but smile. Although he looked very serious, he was still a young man.
Wu Shanxing looked at the photo album and said as if reminiscing:
"This manuscript is nearly two hundred years old. At that time, the author of the manuscript went through a series of crazy experiences and wrote this diary-style manuscript in a brief period of clarity..."
“This is a detailed account of what I experienced for several hours in a place called Inca-Persian Town...”
"The beginning of the manuscript reads..."
"In the winter of 19xx to xx, federal government officials launched a bizarre and secret investigation into certain circumstances in the ancient seaport town of Innsmouth, xx state."
"Investigation? What investigation?" Shen Qi asked.
"I don't know." Wu Shanxing shook his head and said, "But the record in the manuscript says, 'There was a series of large-scale raids and arrests, and then - after taking appropriate precautions - the authorities had a plan They blew up and burned a large number of dilapidated, moth-infested, and reportedly uninhabited houses located in the abandoned waterfront areas.'"
"Just blow up and burn down uninhabited shabby houses?" Shen Qi pondered.
This is indeed a strange action, after all, this is the job of the demolition team.
"You continue."
"There is such a sentence in the original text, which illustrates the weirdness of the town at that time."
"'On the morning of July 16, 1927, I ran away from Innsmouth like crazy; after that, I applied to the government in panic for investigation and intervention, which ultimately led to a series of incidents that were later reported in the press. '"
"The author remained optimistic and silent when the matter was not yet clear. It was not until later that he began to feel the urge to tell the story."
"Tell of the frightening hours he spent in that harbor, shrouded in evil gloom and strange rumours, filled with death and unclean deformity."
"What's in there?"
Like a sober madman, Wu Shanxing looked at the chandelier above his head with dull eyes and murmured: "What's there? Hello, this is exactly what I have been pursuing. I also want to know what is there, Judging from the second half of the manuscript, there is a paradise deep in the ocean..."
Then he opened the photo album to the second half of the photo album.
"The people in that small town are all worshipers of a secret religion. What they believe in is not a loving god, but a greedy devil."
"This secret sect really exists, and there was once a purge of the Orthodox Church. The Inca-Persian town is the base camp for their development."
Secret religion?
Shen Qi couldn't help but think of the Yixin Society group. They may have been a secret sect. What they believed in was not a loving god, but the scarlet lord who destroyed everything, as well as some other extraterrestrial evil gods.
Secret religions do indeed exist, but their existence is destined to be invisible. Destruction, chaos, distortion and madness have never been a guarantee of peace and stability.
"What is the devil they believe in?"
"A huge being with endless lifespan that lives in the depths of the deep sea. His name is Dagon..."
"Undersea creatures? In other words, this operation may involve the seabed." Shen Qi ignored Wu Shanxing, who was going crazy, and pressed the cochlear communicator to ask for a plan from Houtu.
"The scientific research institute will prepare deep-sea combat suits for you, which can ensure that you have sufficient oxygen for activities on the seabed, as well as convenient movement." - Hou Tu
"Is the technical support provided by the scientific research institute? Very good."
Shen Qi cut off the communication, then looked at Wu Shanxing and asked: "Professor, what happened to the author?"
Wu Shanxing gradually calmed down. He held his chin and looked like he was thinking hard. He said: "What happened to the author later? In fact, I don't know very well, but at the end of the manuscript, the author wrote that he had already Showing the 'Inca-Persian look'."
"Is that so? I understand."
Shen Qi nodded. Since the author confessed later that he showed an appearance named after that place, it means that he was obviously assimilated at that time.
"It is also said that the author's family wanted to send him to a mental hospital at that time, and the author also thought of committing suicide to escape, but none of these things happened."
"Why?"
"Because he returned to the original town. Later, someone went to look for his traces, only to find that the entire town had disappeared, leaving only some ruins."
"So this is where your research was hindered in the first place, right?"
Wu Shanxing rolled his eyes at Shen Qi and said angrily: "The whole place is gone, how can I study it?"
"..."
The communication was fruitless, so Shen Qi chose to lower his head and look through the manuscript photos by himself.
"Professor, where is the original manuscript?"
"The original has disappeared."
"Disappeared?"
"Yes or no, it's gone anyway."
Shen Qi did not continue to ask further questions.
"Professor, have you seen the local residents again?"
"I haven't seen it, but I can probably imagine that if they believe in the devil like that, they will probably become a part of the devil."
"Would you believe in something like that?"
Shen Qi closed the photo album with a snap and stared at Wu Shanxing seriously.
"No, I won't." Wu Shanxing looked back at Shen Qi equally seriously and said seriously.
Shen Qi looked at each other for a minute, then looked away, and then walked straight to the office door.
"Professor, we will meet soon. I will go back to get the equipment first. Please let me know when you set off."
"Okay, please walk slowly."
After Shen Qi left, Wu Shanxing could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.
Veins popped out from his hands, and his expression became ferocious.
"I will return to that place eventually.
I will eventually reach the top of the reef, then dive to the bottom of the sea and swim into the black abyss...
That is the majestic Ihasrei with countless pillars standing...
I will be shrouded in miracles and glory, and I will live forever in the place where the deep ones live..."
"That paradise is under the sea, and I will find it soon.
Yeah~R'lyeh! Oh~Cthulhu! Yeah! Yeah!"
After Wu Shanxing muttered excitedly to himself, he picked up the phone next to the table and started dialing.