Nightmare’s Call

Quickly released a unit of deer blood, and brought it out of the farmhouse. Lin Sheng went straight to the hospital without any delay.

The largest private hospital in Huaisha City, Blue Cherry Blossom Private Children's Hospital.

That was the goal of his trip.

On the way, he stopped a taxi and sat in the car. Along the way, Lin Sheng began to figure out where would be the best place to hold the ceremony.

"It must not be in the urban area, otherwise, once someone bumps into you, you will have no way to explain it. You will definitely think that I am engaging in some cult ritual."

Lin Sheng leaned back on the car seat, closed his eyes and thought.

"This time I will settle down in the suburbs, and next time I can rent a house in the suburbs as a temporary base."

He remembered that there was a place that was very suitable, and it was the place where he used to relax when he was a child.

Next, Lin Sheng calculated the money in his hand.

Since being a clubhouse coach, he hasn't earned much salary. On the contrary, it was the bet with Saruna, which earned more than 300,000 yuan.

There should have been more, but Lin Sheng saw that Saru was really red-eyed after losing, and he also joined the club, so he no longer charged him the challenge fee.

Poor Saru was quite grateful to him for it.

"Saru's strength is very strong, and should be at the level of the second level.

If it weren't for the defensive effect of the gray rune, I would definitely not be his opponent. This kid almost beat his body to the peak of his age. "

Lin Sheng felt emotional in his heart.

More than a month ago, he was just an ordinary high school student, but now, he is essentially a strong swordsman who is used to fighting and sharpening.

Second-level fighters, this simple level, looks ordinary, but the power it contains is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

"Temple fighters definitely have a corresponding combat system, even the test tower, so you will definitely be able to find other combat teaching materials. It seems that you will have to look for it later to see if there is a bigger temple."

Lin Sheng thought about it, but he didn't notice that the car had arrived.

"Is it here? Brother?" the driver asked loudly.

Lin Sheng came back to his senses and looked out the window on the right.

What caught the eye was a creamy white cylindrical building covered with arabesques.

The whole building looks like an ancient temple, supported by thick and thin stone pillars surrounded by one person.

Above the gate hangs a gray cloud-shaped plaque: Blue Cherry Blossom Children's Hospital.

"What a huge profit." Lin Sheng got out of the car, looked up at the hospital gate, and felt emotional. How much did this renovation cost?

This hospital is notoriously expensive in Huaisha City.

It is also famous for its good service.

It is said that to come here, one registration will cost one thousand. Not to mention prescribing medicine to see a doctor.

Here are the best children's doctors, the best medical equipment, and the medicines prescribed are naturally the best.

Lin Sheng stood at the door for a while, waiting silently.

In front of the gate of the hospital, luxury brand luxury cars, which are expensive at first sight, keep passing by.

Some gorgeously dressed and extravagant ladies got out of the car with their children and walked slowly into the hospital with a leisurely expression.

It doesn't look like he's here to see a doctor for a child at all, but more like he's here for a beauty treatment.

Lin Sheng stood in front of the gate. It was okay for a short time, but after a long time, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He noticed that not only the security guards on the side kept staring at him, but most of the patients who came in and out of the hospital also glanced at him with inexplicable eyes.

It's not contempt, nor contempt, most of the money and power class don't have that leisure time to talk to strangers.

Those eyes were more like someone saw a receptionist and was about to go over to ask for directions, but after a closer look, he found that the receptionist did not seem to be the receptionist.

The inexplicable embarrassment left Lin Sheng speechless.

But he made an appointment with someone and met here. And can't go away.

A full 20 minutes passed, it was getting late, and lights were turned on around the hospital.

Finally, a middle-aged man in a gray suit hurried over with a black plastic bag.

"Master Lin?"

"Uh, it's me..." Lin Sheng grew up, and this was the first time he was called the young master. I didn't react for a while.

"This is what you want. Just give the money to that person." Without a word, he stuffed a black pocket into Lin Sheng, then turned and left.

Lin Sheng blinked, and immediately came to his senses, turned around and left with his things in hand.

The handover time between the two should not exceed five seconds. Almost no one around noticed what was happening here.

Carrying the bag, Lin Sheng didn't stop all the way, and quickly went home, put the schoolbag under the bed in the bedroom on his back, and then quickly went out the door with the bag in hand.

Not long after, he took a taxi to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Huaisha City.

The factory building was overgrown with weeds, the door was open, and some abandoned empty wooden boxes were piled up in one corner.

Lin Sheng walked around the factory with his things for a while, and soon came to a small factory warehouse.

The warehouse is located at the stairway of the dark factory building, there is no light around, and there is a faint smell of urine.

Lin Sheng covered his nose and pushed open the door of the warehouse.

It was empty inside, about the size of a school classroom.

On the dirty and oily ground, there is still a pile of burnt bonfires.

A simple long wooden bench was placed in the corner, and the legs of the stool were covered with white and green mold spots.

Lin Sheng glanced at it, and quickly walked to a cleaner corner of the warehouse.

Then, from the black school bag, he took out a large folded piece of plastic paper.

"Fortunately, I anticipated this situation in advance."

He unfolded the plastic sheet and spread it on the ground.

The whole piece of plastic paper is more than one meter wide and two meters long. The base color is dark red.

Lin Sheng took out the other materials from the schoolbag one by one.

Silver powder, deer blood, blood. Each of the three things is placed in a small bowl and pressed on the plastic paper.

Soon, there was a faint smell of blood in the warehouse.

Lin Sheng moved quickly and skillfully. He took out a dip pen again, dipped some melted frozen blood, and drew lines on the plastic paper.

For this moment, he had practiced many times before.

About five minutes later, a small scarlet ritual circle appeared on the plastic paper.

A large number of intersecting vertical and horizontal lines are densely carved on the circular array, and the intersections of some lines are marked with twisted and incomprehensible mysterious symbols.

None of these symbols were written in Gulein, and most of them were unknown characters that Lin Sheng could not understand at all.

Among the densely packed lines in the circle, four blank spaces were specially reserved.

Lin Xiao mixed blood, deer blood, and silver powder one by one according to a certain ratio, and made a blood-colored slurry similar to paste.

Then pour this slurry into the empty spaces of the three circular arrays respectively.

Three lumps of disgusting dark red slurry dripped onto the same dark red plastic paper, looking inconspicuous.

This is what Lin Sheng wanted.

If the color contrast is too large, people can see it at a glance from a distance, and the danger is too high.

"The last one, Sequoia."

Lin Sheng took out the last square-shaped gray-white wooden block from his schoolbag.

This is the raw material wood he bought directly from the wood processing factory. Just such a small piece cost him more than seven hundred.

The price of red cedar in Celine is far more valuable than other woods. Because many people use this thing for wood carving.

After doing all this, Lin Sheng stood in front of the circle.

It was getting late, there were no candles necessary for the ceremony in the movie, and there was no messy biting of the tip of the tongue and spurting blood.

He just stood in front of the circle, slowly and lowly began to chant the activation language.