Nightmare’s Call

Back home, having a quick dinner, Lin Sheng found an excuse to rest early, and washed into the room in advance.

The dream of the previous day was abnormal, making him look forward to the dream of tonight.

Putting on sportswear and shoes, Lin Sheng lay on his side, slowed down, and began to memorize political textbooks.

About ten minutes later, he slowly felt sleepy.

Closing his eyes, he could feel his consciousness sinking. Deep down to the bottom of the darkness ...

Slap.

The box in her arms rolled to the ground.

Lin Sheng got up sharply, clenched the black sword and glanced around.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed in his bedroom, and his feet fell to the ground, the metal box he had clenched before.

There was still a dark red flowing out of the bedroom window.

Can't see anything.

There was something quiet, weird, and peaceful in the air.

Standing up, Lin Sheng subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand.

The hands of the alarm clock are stuck at twelve o'clock, and the three hands of the hour, minute and second are motionless.

"Can't you go back to the Black Feather City?" He held up his sword and checked it.

There are a few small gaps in the black sword's blade, and the rest is no different from when he was in Black Feather City.

Then came the boxes.

Lin Sheng looked around, and he was alone in the bedroom. The doors and windows were locked.

Then he squatted down, pinching the padlock outside the box.

There were several deep knife marks on the padlock, which he had chopped out with a black sword before.

One of the deepest ones has even cut off the small yellow lock in half.

Lin Sheng thought about it, raised his sword again, and compared the knife mark on the box.

clang! !!

He yanked hard.

The sharp and rotten long sword, with an extremely precise sound of breaking through the air, cut into the previous knife edge again.

The knife edge was deepened a bit.

"There is a play!" Lin Sheng pulled out his sword to see the effect, and started the second sword again.

Click on it. He has five times in a row.

Finally, the small yellow lock snapped and fell to the floor tile.

Lin Sheng quickly picked up the small lock and crouched down to get out of the box.

Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced from the corner of his eye and saw someone standing outside the bedroom window.

An indifferent face standing outside the window, seems to have looked at him for a long time.

"Who!" Lin Sheng looked up sharply, but looked straight ahead, but there was nothing outside the window.

But inexplicable instinct, told him that there should be more than him alone here ...

With a cold glance, Lin Sheng held the sword in one hand, raised the box, and placed it on the desk.

Then quickly lift the metal box cover outward.

Slap.

The lid hit the table and made a crisp noise.

Lin Sheng's gaze was quickly drawn to the contents of the box.

A black wave-shaped dagger, a scroll that seems to be made of some kind of leather. An unknown brown stone.

These three are the most noticeable in the whole box.

The rest are some messy gold and silver currencies with feathered patterns and eagles spreading their wings.

Lin Sheng took out the scroll for the first time, and gently untied the rope in his hand.

Hiss.

The brownish-yellow scroll was quickly unrolled.

The first line of handwriting on the top quickly made Lin Sheng happy.

‘Detailed Weakness Ceremony’

After that is a characterization of a matrix, which is a regular figure similar to the superposition of two diamonds.

All the intersect spaces in the figure are marked with various symbols and patterns.

What Lin Sheng cares most about is not this, but the materials needed for the ceremony. Under each of the materials, detailed corresponding patterns are drawn.

‘Ten black flowers, one standard unit of gold, nine standard units of silver powder, and ten standard units of red crystal powder. The host is a standard unit of blood. ’

"Blackpool Flowers ....." Lin Sheng has not studied botany, and I don't know if this thing is actually there. I can only remember the exquisite graphics on the scroll, then wake up and go online.

"Except for the Blackpool Flower, everything else is there, but this cost is much more expensive than before ..... The red crystal powder actually costs ten standard units ..."

When Lin Sheng saw this, his heart jumped.

Now he can only hope that the artificial crystal will be enough. Otherwise, he can only choose the poor quality ...

The scroll was also marked with Goulion onomatopoeia. Lin Sheng recited it again and again, over and over again, and stopped slightly.

Carefully roll the scroll into your clothes and place it close to you.

For a short time, he couldn't write down the weird starters. You can only bring it first.

The rest, he didn't move, stayed in the box.

Closing the box, Lin Sheng put it under his bed, then stood up with his sword.

Only then did he have time to look around.

"I remember that at the beginning, before I entered the black feather city dream, it was from here that this crack in the wall of my own house entered."

Lin Sheng twisted the bedroom door slightly and walked to the corridor outside.

On the side of the corridor, a window of red light leads to the outside.

Closing the door with his backhand, Lin Sheng carefully walked along the corridor, step by step to the junction of the living room and the kitchen.

For the first time, he looked into the kitchen.

Before entering Black Plume City, I arrived from a crack in the kitchen wall.

But now, the kitchen wall is smooth and without any signs of cracks.

Lin Sheng slowly walked into the kitchen with a sword.

Examined carefully, there were indeed no cracks in the kitchen wall. Almost exactly the same as in reality, as complete.

If it wasn't for the red light flowing outside the kitchen window, Lin Sheng even thought he was in reality now.

Out of the kitchen, he went to the bathroom again.

Everything is fine in the bathroom.

Lin Sheng twisted the faucet, only a few drops of water dripped down, and then there was the sound of gurgling air.

Turn off the faucet. He turned out and went into the living room.

The living room was quiet, with sofas, TVs, wall cabinets, and even the calendar hanging on the door, exactly like reality.

There was silence in the air, as if it had lasted a long time.

Lin Sheng walked to the TV show and reached out to turn on the switch. He wanted to see if the TV could be watched.

There was a sudden knock on the door, echoing in the quiet living room.

Hey, hey, hey.

Lin Sheng paused for a moment. Here is his dream. He was just a little bit quiet, and now there was a knock at the door.

"Is anyone here?"

There was a gentle female voice outside the door.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and walked slowly to the security door.

Hey, hey, hey.

The knock on the door rang again.

"I'm Aunt Chen who lives opposite. Open the door, I'll get something for your house," the female voice continued.

Lin Sheng reached out, slowly and gently opened the lid of the cat's eyes, and leaned over to look out.

A black mist rolled outside the door, and a middle-aged woman really stood in the middle.

The woman's eyes were kind and smiling, she really lived on the face of Aunt Chen! !!

Hey, hey, hey.

"Is anyone here?"

Lin Sheng saw that the woman's eyes outside the door slightly turned, and suddenly looked at the cat's eyes.

"Is nobody here? No one, I'll come in?"

"I came in?"

"Come in?"

Lin Sheng stepped back a few steps, clenched his fists, feeling as if there were any fatal threats approaching quickly.