Summoner of Nightmares

Ten. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Translation has been extremely slow.

Lin Sheng has only one word, almost the same as the search engine translation, because of the absence of a study of Ancient Rennes language.

In particular, some local words, and so on, make him even more headache.

In the second dream, after a copy of the book, Lin Sheng was able to enter the garden every night.

Every time he gets in there, he'll remember the next two words of language out and then translate them into the Xiling language. That's what he's used to speak everyday.

This life lasted four days.

Progressively, with the help of Lin Sheng past life research experience, translation has progressed smoothly.

Ancient Rennes language, which is not a very small language, is also available on the Internet, and a number of relevant French texts can be downloaded.

Lin Sheng has also published a number of information for translation under multiple checks.

Soon, the first page of the book, language, was gradually translated.

“Real restraint on me is memory.”

Lin Sheng was sitting silently at the edge of the couch, recalling what was translated yesterday.

Today is Sunday, the family is coming to a chain of relatives.

It's Uncle and his son Lin Zhenyu.

Lin Zhenyu was 19 years old, one year older than him, but Hiroshi, sitting on the father's side with a side glass, was just looking at the word "foreign" in his hands.

Uncle Lin Tao drinks tea on the one hand, and he talks with Dad about Grandfather's disposal on the other.

According to him, Grandfather was older, and this was another case, and the will had to be set up, how the family was divided, and all of you, brother Sister, had to be integrated.

The more realistic question is, Grandfather's cemetery needs to be bought quickly, and who should come out of this money, if you're all assessed, how to distribute it.

After all, there are people who are too poor to pay much.

Ming Grandfather is still alive, and uncle's concern is not about his body, but about how the estate is distributed and who pays for it.

Dad Lin Zhounian's face is a little ugly, and he's very rare to speak in his place, most of which is just listening.

Lin Sheng has nothing to do with the second class.

Cousin Lin Zhenyu and cousin Lin Xiaoxiao had a lot of fun, because the family was much better than him, had no place, not a bar or a ktv.

And occasionally, they were told that a few of them went out alone to travel on their own, and treated this as a grim for themselves.

They play more circles and content than Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng is usually the best place to play games with the rest of the brother Sister, and Cyber Café.

So, while both are peers, there is no common language to sit together.

Lin Zhenyu's eyes come from time to time, and there's a sense when he doesn't exist.

This guy studied well, and he was also a sophisticated kid in class, and heard about the last three weeks of high school, and examined the tenth grade of their school.

You know, Lin Zhenyu's school, Huaisha First Secondary School, but the local one of the most focused high schools. And Lin Sheng went to the general Huian Middle School, not at all a level.

Well, when he doesn't exist, Lin Sheng won't listen to him.

He now set heart on that book of dreams.

The contents that were translated before are still in front of him.

‘…I, Raville, 2nd Level Swordsman, wanted to leave a legend for myself. "

‘I've been to the Shane battlefield and seven enemy elite soldiers in the battlefield, although I have not possessed it, 2nd Level has judged that I am ashamed.

Now I'm old, back to my home, and at this time of despair, I want to leave the last trace of my existence… '

‘…Now, in my eyes, it's like seeing the crack from the fire swallowing outposts, the shells floating in the sky, the refrigeration weapon intertwined with a reflexed light, and I collided with the robes occasionally.

Someone fell down, someone climbed up, and the tower shield in front of it continued to shock the ear, like a stone column of nitrate links to the sky. I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die without value… "

There's no more back there.

This is all that Lin Sheng translats, combined with the dictionary he purchases, as well as some French-speaking information that is being searched online. He has refined the title of the sentence, and the information he receives is that.

“This is a book that definitely went to war, Warrior, left behind.”He's so presumed.

After these days of full-time psychiatric drilling, Lin Sheng has been able to control some of Ancient Rennes language's basic vocabulary.

He's practically on the translations all day and night.

In the meantime, it was insane to recite Ancient Rennes language terminology and language.

He swore he'd never been so crazy, so crazy to learn. Those books in the dream are like deadly opium poppy, with indulgence and attractiveness.

He was anxious to know what 2nd Level Swordsman represented, and whether that sword surgeon was actually able to get a sword spell out of it.

“In the light of the images that were previously seen, it may well be possible to learn the way sword works.”Lin Sheng thought.

“Lin Sheng? Lin Sheng?

Suddenly, they screamed and dragged him out of their minds.

Lin Sheng went back to God and saw Lin Zhenyu staring at himself, seemed to have called him several times.

“What is it?”He's busy.

“What do you want to learn, I have more here, and you can take it back.”Lin Zhenyu calmly said.

Lin Sheng had a crumbling eye on his father.

It is clear that Lin Zhenyu will not speak on his own initiative and that the request for opening should be his father Lin Zhounian.

Lin Zhounian, too, was panicked by his son's performance, and it was estimated that Lin Zhenyu would take it from Lin Zhenyu.

But Lin Sheng was not interested.

He has past life memories, far more mature than a general student, and learning is generally, but he doesn't want to learn.

Lin Sheng has no interest in and does not recognize the general probationary education here. He basically thinks that's a waste of time.

It was also possible to maintain a moderate level, which he saw as a little bit of a heart in terms of parents' expectations.

In fact, he was reluctant to place too much energy and time on other children.

This life, he's had enough in his last life.

“Recovery information, no, I've had enough here, thank elder brother Zhenyu."Lin Sheng's back.

“That way.”Lin Zhenyu is still happy. "By the way, next week, when you're born, Elder Sister Xiaoxiao, we're gonna go out and play together.

“No, it's too tight now."Lin Sheng doesn't have time for this guy right now. He set heart on his own dream.

“You should actually get more contact with a bigger circle, three times higher, and you should have your own plans, what's the future, what's the direction, what's the route? There should be a clear understanding. ”

Lin Zhenyu, with a slight sense of superiority, pretends to be a freshtrack.

“Don't set heart on video games, read magazines, come out later and be held accountable for their future."

One word says there's light on two, and Lin Zhounian is some kind of naive.

(This chapter is over)