Nightmare’s Call

The rustling dark green leaves rubbed and collided with each other, making a soft sound under the shaking of the wind.

Lin Sheng lay on his back on the emerald green grass, and slowly opened his eyes.

The rustling of branches and leaves was heard all around.

"No life."

Lin Sheng sat up with a blank expression on his face.

Except for the sound of plants, there were no insects in the surrounding area.

No birds chirping, no insect sounds, nor any wildlife.

He checked himself.

He was wearing a black tracksuit prepared before going to bed, and sneakers on his feet. The black sword he used smoothly was stuck obliquely on the ground beside him.

Lin Sheng stood up, walked over and pulled out the black sword.

The soil here was soft, and he felt very relaxed when he drew his sword.

Holding the sword, he raised it to his eyes and glanced at it.

The blade was full of dense jagged notches, and the tip of the sword had broken at some point, and the position near the hilt was slightly distorted.

swish.

He waved it casually, which was very difficult to use.

call.

Sighing, Lin Sheng still didn't throw it away, still holding the sword, and judged the surrounding directions.

He has absorbed a lot of memories, but they are all fragments, and there is no content about survival in the wild.

"It's never wrong to go to the top of the mountain." He judged by the slope, and walked decisively to the higher place.

He wanted to go to the castle he had seen in mid-air earlier. There was a good chance there was what he wanted.

The giant tree above the head swayed with the wind, making a sound like the tide.

Lin Sheng was at their feet, climbing up step by step along the gap between the trees.

Climb over the steep slope and climb up the rock wall along the tree vines.

Bypass the turbulent white waterfall, and carefully avoid the cliffs along the mountain trails.

Lin Sheng used the black sword in his hand as a trekking pole to support him all the way up.

Slap.

The gravel rolled under his feet and fell into the bottomless crack of the dark canyon.

Lin Sheng pressed his back against the stone wall, looked down at the dizzying bottomless crack, raised his head again, moved his footsteps a little bit, and continued to move to the left.

His body is horizontal. Because the road under his feet is only as wide as the palm of his hand, so he can only move forward in this way.

The cold mountain wind whizzed past.

Lin Sheng felt cold all over, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

What made him a little strange was that he seemed to have stayed in this dream for a long time without any feeling of waking up.

The higher you go, the colder the air.

The surrounding giant trees gradually changed from gray-brown to gray-white.

White snow blocks gradually appeared on the ground, and the crowns of the trees above were slowly dyed white.

Pooh.

A black sword plunged fiercely into the hard black and white mixed frozen soil.

Lin Sheng stood on the mountain road, looking up at the huge castle above.

The winding mountain path leading to the castle has been completely covered by ice, and he has to keep stabbing his sword into the frozen ground to stabilize his body balance.

Otherwise, he may slip at any time and fall off the snow-capped cliff on the right.

Hoo, hoo, hoo.

Lin Sheng saw the white air he exhaled, which quickly faded away as soon as it left him.

There was a whistling cold wind all around, and I couldn't hear anything in my ears.

The whistling sound was like countless horns blowing together, completely covering up other possible sounds.

On the top of the mountain, the gray-white castle seems to be integrated with the white snow, huge, lonely, quiet, and mysterious.

Lin Sheng lowered his head and continued to catch up step by step.

His physical strength was almost exhausted, but luckily he landed not far from the castle.

If it was further away, maybe he would have to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to arrive.

half an hour later.

Panting, Lin Sheng leaned on the black sword and finally stepped onto the wide platform where the castle was located.

Standing on the edge of the platform, he looked into the distance.

There are several steps in front of the castle gate.

The steps are covered with frozen ice. The ice is translucent, with slightly blue edges, and looks solid and sharp.

The gate is a round arched brown, with two humanoid reliefs on both sides of the door frame.

Those are two statues of nuns with only their upper bodies carved.

Hooded and soft-faced, they look down on every visitor at the gate below. Cross your hands tightly in front of your chest.

The material of the statue is gray and white stone, which is the same as the castle as a whole. It's just that under the nun's eyes, there are faint dark tears, like blood tears.

Lin Sheng paused, took a rest, and then walked slowly towards the gate of the castle.

The wind on the top platform is very strong. The sound of the wind is like someone roaring in the ear.

Lin Sheng felt that his ears were about to be frozen hard, and his eardrums were roaring, and he was almost deaf.

Go to the gate.

He looked up at the two statues of nuns, raised his sword, and walked up the stone steps steadily.

The ice layer was crushed under his feet, making a crackling sound.

Standing in front of the gate as high as three people, he stretched out his hands and pushed hard.

The door was frozen hard, and the cracks in the door were full of frozen ice, and it didn't move at all.

Lin Sheng felt unbearably cold, and the clothes he wore could withstand the temperature of autumn, so staying in this kind of icy and snowy place was simply suffering.

Unable to open the door, he looked left and right, and soon found a black wrench on the right wall.

There is a huge keyhole under the wrench.

"I can't get in without a key?" Lin Sheng frowned, and pulled it up hard, but it didn't move at all.

He descended the steps and began to check around the castle walls.

Soon, under a window very close to the ground, he found a place where he could go in.

It was a simple black metal iron door.

The door was ajar, leading to a small garden on the side. A large, rusty padlock still hangs from the iron doorknob.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and walked in through the iron gate.

The garden was overgrown with weeds and was desolate and dilapidated.

Pieces of wildly growing white vines climbed up the walls of the castle.

Weeds struggled to crown their way out of the snow and ice, but they seemed to have no business.

Go through the garden to the side door of the castle.

Lin Sheng stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

creak.

The heavy black side door was slowly pushed open, revealing a long dark passage covered with a red carpet.

He walked slowly into the passage, step by step into the depths.

The passageway is more than twenty meters long, and at the end is a small hall similar to a leisure hall.

Fireplace, ornate hanging lamp, leisurely rocking chair, gray blanket on the chair. There are also two harps on the wall.

This is the main decoration in the small hall.

Lin Sheng noticed that a small red book was randomly placed on a rocking chair. The little book was opened, lying on the blanket, and there was already a thick layer of white ash on the surface.

He walked over, picked up the book, and looked at the opened page of the small book.

'Proverbs of Eternal Light'

On the left side of that page, a title was clearly printed. A Gurren text title.

Below the title, there is also a line of scribbled small words.

'God, please tell me what to do? I will pray, pray day and night. Even when I recite the mantra, the light surges in my body. I still feel a deep sense of fear. '

Then below, is the printed content about Hengguang Proverbs.

'Eliminate evil and diffuse light.

Light, not a god, not power, not a weapon, not a wall. '

‘It is my heart, my spirit, the condensation of all my things, and the only bright mirror in my heart. '

'I am firm in my direction, I will cut through the strong and the thorny.

The fighting spirit in my heart is unmatched!

My heart is my eyes, my eyes can see the light, my light can illuminate the living beings!

My heart is the soul, my heart is the sage.

When I am fearless, the light can shine on everything. '

"Recite?"

Lin Sheng's heart moved slightly.

Anyway, he won't die, he is far more reckless in the dream than in reality.