Nightmare’s Call

huh huh huh.

Lin Sheng frantically turned the pages of the book, trying to find a clear page, but he searched almost the whole book, but couldn't find a clear page.

Snapped.

He dropped the book, went straight back to the bookshelf on the left, and quickly pulled out a book on the upper half of the shelf to read.

This time he breathed a sigh of relief, the book was fairly clear.

"It's okay, it's okay, this one..." Before Lin Sheng had time to exhale, he saw that the pages of the book in his hand were also blurred.

In the book in his hand, the first half is clear, but the back is also blurry.

His complexion changed, even though he was in a dream, he couldn't help feeling a sense of urgency, and hurriedly flipped through the books on the shelf one by one.

As the time goes.

Soon, he flipped through dozens of tomes on the bookshelf, and roughly determined the situation.

"On the bookshelf, only the dozen or so most conspicuous books on the left shelf are clear. The rest are all blurred."

Lin Sheng sat down at the low table, lost in thought.

"As well as the books on the table, they are all clear. Especially this swordsmanship handbook that has been opened, even the details of the graphics are extremely fine."

He quickly compared and found a problem.

Among these clear books, the Swordsmanship Handbook is the clearest, followed by the stack of books on the low table, and then the dozen or so most prominent books on the left shelf.

"Interesting." Lin Sheng vaguely guessed, but he didn't dare to confirm.

"Don't be in a hurry, try to go out first, and see what's outside this manor."

He became more and more interested in this dream.

Standing still, calmed down.

Lin Sheng put down his book and walked slowly towards the door of the study.

Compared with when he first entered here, his five senses at this time can already perceive the surrounding environment very clearly.

The coolness of the air, the rebounding touch of the feet on the ground, the friction of the clothes on the skin with the movement.

These feelings made him think that there was something wrong with this dream.

"This is not an ordinary dream. No dream can be so clear. No dream can repeat for more than a month!"

At this time, Lin Sheng was sure that he had encountered an abnormality.

However, such things as past life memories can exist, and his ability to accept and adapt is far stronger than ordinary people.

Slap.

The door connecting the living room was slowly pushed open.

Lin Sheng walked out slowly step by step, looked left and right, and walked slowly towards the door of the living room.

Go to the exit door.

Lin Sheng looked up at the door.

The maroon door is made of some kind of metal, with a light wood grain texture on the surface. It looks like a red clock from a distance.

A circular pattern hangs from the middle of the door, and there are four different animals in a circle in the circle.

Lin Sheng didn't know what these four animals were. They looked like cheetahs, but they had long jagged tails.

Above the door, there is a diamond-shaped pattern, like a huge vertical pupil eye, staring at everything in the room.

Lin Sheng frowned, and reached out to touch the edge of the door frame.

There are repeated unknown letters on the door frame, forming a chain pattern, covering the entire door frame.

"This door has a feeling of guarding something." A strange emotion rose in Lin Sheng's heart.

But curiosity still trumps everything.

He reached out and took hold of the doorknob.

The cold handle was carved into the head of a black python, and the dark red eyes glowed with a faint luster. He could even see the delicate scales on the snake.

Twist hard.

click

There was a slight sound of opening the door, and the door slowly opened.

A spacious woodland filled with mist appeared in front of Lin Sheng.

There is a carriageway in the middle of the woodland, surrounded by the shade of the trees, extending to the distance, into the depths of the fog that cannot be seen clearly.

Everything seems to be gray and black.

Lin Sheng swallowed his saliva and walked out of the gate slowly.

There are three wooden steps under his feet, which are dyed a faint dark red, as if some paint has been splashed down.

Stepping on the steps feels soft, and it seems that they may shake and collapse at any time.

Creak, creak.

After going down the steps, Lin Sheng stood in front of the door, looking around.

It was dark all around, and the night sky was covered by large tracts of trees.

The color of the night sky is slightly brighter than pitch black, but not enough to illuminate the ground and trees. It can only barely make out the outline of things.

Lin Sheng took a few steps forward, felt that his feet were stepping on the soft muddy ground, and he couldn't hold his balance, so he stopped again.

Puff puff.

There seemed to be a slight strange sound in the distance.

Lin Sheng raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

In the hazy fog, something seemed to be moving rapidly.

Puff puff.

The sound is very rhythmic and slightly heavy.

"What?" Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes intently, trying to see more clearly.

Puff puff puff! !

Suddenly the voice became faster and faster.

It's like the beating of the heart, the rapid beating sound of the human heart when it panics.

Before Lin Sheng could react, he saw a tall black figure approaching rapidly in the fog ahead.

The figure was extremely fast, and with a weird popping sound, it rushed towards him crazily.

Puff puff puff! !

The sound was getting closer and closer, it wasn't any other sound at all, but the sound of footsteps trampled by figures!

Lin Sheng's pupils shrank, and he stepped back step by step.

Bang 嘡.

He tripped over the steps and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

Without waiting for him to get up.

The speed of the figure suddenly accelerated, faster and faster, like pressing fast forward in a movie, there was still a long distance, but the figure was in a strange twisted posture, and rushed to the vicinity in a blink of an eye.

"I!!"

puff! !

Lin Sheng's half-up body suddenly froze.

His head flew up, and along with the blood mist, he slammed into the half-open door of the hall, rolled down, and slowly stopped on the wooden steps.

A pair of wide-open black pupils gradually fade

The black figure held a heavy long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and paused. Immediately slashed forward.

Chi Chi Chi Chi! !

Lin Sheng's body was shattered by the crazy chopping, and a large amount of blood splashed with the minced meat.

Amidst the sound of mud, the corpse soon lost its shape, was chopped into several pieces, and scattered on the steps.

call! call! call! !

Lin Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, feeling an indescribable pain all over his body.

He was lying on his back on the bed, his neck still had the sharp pain from when he was just cut off by a sword.

"I am dead??"

The rapidly approaching figure, like some kind of terrifying monster, slashed towards him with a twisted and crazy sword without hesitation.

Lin Sheng didn't even have time to see the other person's face clearly.

The huge oppressive feeling and the icy cold tremor made him unable to move at the last moment, and he couldn't even scream.

Lin Sheng reached out and touched his neck instinctively, and slowly sat up from the bed, leaning his back against the head of the bed.

There was no wound on his neck, but for some reason, he just felt some pain in his neck.

Fortunately, this pain is slowly recovering, at a speed he can feel.

"What is this dream...?" Lin Sheng shuddered when he recalled the figure approaching madly.