Summoner of Nightmares

12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

hua hua, hua…

Lin Sheng's crazy radical page, trying to find a clear page, but the whole book almost doubled and couldn't find a page clear.

Huh?

He left the book and went straight back to the left shelf and quickly drew out one of the first half of the books.

This time, let him relaxed, the book is clear.

“It's okay, this one…”Lin Sheng has not yet been able to puke, and he has seen ambiguity in the pages in his hand.

This book is clear in the first half, and it is also blurred in the back.

He has changed his face, even in his dreams, and he has not escaped from autonomy for a while, so that a book can be read from the shelf.

Over time.

Soon, he had enough to go through dozens of large heads on the bookshop, probably to determine the situation.

“On the shelf, it is clear that there is only a left shelf, with dozens of the most visible books. The rest are blurred. ”

Lin Sheng's ass sitting in front of the short table, stuck in mind.

“And those books that are placed on the table are clear. In particular, the sword surgery, Sasha, is extremely precise in the details of the graphics… "

He soon went through the opposite, and found a problem.

In these clear books, swordsmen are the clearest, followed by the book on the short table, followed by the dozens of books on the left shelf that are the most visible.

“Interesting…”Lin Sheng concealed some guesses, but was not sure.

“No rush, try to get out of here first, see what's going on outside this garden."

He's getting more interested in this dream.

Stand on the ground, calm down.

Lin Sheng, drop the book and slow up moving towards the door of the book room.

More than when he first entered here, his five-senses had been able to feel the surrounding environment very clearly.

The level of cold air, the relapse underneath the ground, the clothing, the friction on the skin as it moves.

These feelings make him think that this dream is a problem.

“It's not a normal dream…No dream can be so clear. No dream, more than a month! ”

Lin Sheng has certainly met anomalies at this point.

However, past life remembers this kind of thing, and his acceptability and adaptability are far greater than that of the general population.

pā tà.

The doors linking the living room were pushed off.

Lin Sheng walked out slowly, looking around, and he walked on the door to the living room.

Go to the exit gate.

Lin Sheng got his head up and down the door.

The palm red doors are made with some metal, and there are fresh wooden tattoos on the surface. Far like a red clock.

There are four different types of animals in the middle of the door that are surrounded by a circle.

Lin Sheng doesn't know what these four animals are, and they look like a leopard, but they look like a sawhale.

On the top of the door, there's a diamond flour, like a big eye, staring at everything in the room.

Lin Sheng frowned, stretched his hand and touched the peripheral box.

There are repetitive letters of ignorance on the front box, forming chains of flowers, full of the entire door box.

“This door…There's a sense of guardianship or something. ”Lin Sheng raised some kind of mood in his heart.

But curiosity still prevails over everything.

He stretched his hand, held it on the door.

The cold hands were sculptured into a black snake head, and the red eyes were fresh. He can even see a snake with a delicate tattoo.

Hardly twisted.

Uh-huh.

Smoothly open doors, the doors are slowly open.

A wide open forest with fog, appeared in front of Lin Sheng.

There is a carriage in the woods, and in the shadows of the shades, it extends far to the depths of the ignorant fog.

Everything looks like gray-black.

Lin Sheng swallowed the foam and slowed out the door.

His feet are three timber steps, with fresh dark red on the top, like what colors are spilled down.

Steps on top, feeling soft, seem likely to crush at any time.

Creaking, squeaking…

Down the stage, Lin Sheng stood in front of the door, looking around.

all around a shadow of ashes, big trees cover the night sky.

The color of the night sky is slightly brighter than the paint, but it is not enough to light the ground and the woods. It can only be barely possible to distinguish the profile of the events.

Lin Sheng went a few steps forward and felt that his feet were stepping on soft mud, and that some were unbalanced and stopped.

Uh-huh.Oh, my God.Uh-huh.

Far away seems to be a little bit of a strange noise.

Lin Sheng, look up and move towards the sound.

In the fog, there seems to be something in the rush.

Uh-huh.Uh-huh.Uh-huh.

Sounds are extremely rhythmic, slightly heavy.

“What is it?”Lin Sheng raised his eyes and tried to see more clearly.

Pu pu!

Suddenly that sounds fast.

It's like a heartbeat when the heart jumps, people panic.

Lin Sheng has not yet been able to react, and he sees a sophisticated black silhouette in the fog ahead.

silhouette is fast, coming with weird noise, crazy moved towards him.

Pu pu!

It's getting closer, it's not another voice, it's silhouette's footsteps!

Lin Sheng pupils shrank, step back.

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He was stuck by the stage, sat down the ground.

“Damn it!”

Not waiting for him to climb up.

That silhouette's faster and faster, like a movie pushing down, and there's a long distance, and silhouette's going around with weird distortions.

“Me!”

pu!

Lin Sheng climbed up half of the body suddenly.

His head took off, accompanied by blood mist, hit the door in the hall half, fell down, slowed down on the wood stage.

The open black eyes are spreading.

black silhouette has a heavy long sword in his hand, a sword that stops. And then he went straight ahead.

Yo, Chi!

Lin Sheng's body was smashed by insane slander, and a large amount of blood syrup was spilled with crumbling flesh.

In a rare hua la mud, the body will soon be invisible, cut down into a few pieces and scattered on the stage.

..

..

hu! hu! hu!

Lin Sheng opened his eyes and felt the pain he couldn't say.

He was lying in bed, and his neck left a sense of pain when he was just cut off by a sword.

“I…Dead? ”

That fast-approaching silhouette, like some terrifying monster, cuts over with a blade of distortion and madness without slightest hesitation.

Lin Sheng couldn't even see each other.

The great sense of oppression that came from the face, and the chipmunk of the cold bone, forced him to close his head and even scream.

Lin Sheng stretched his hand and touched his neck, slowly sitting up from bed, relying on the bed.

There's no wound on his neck, but I don't know how, he's just feeling some pain in his neck.

Well, this feeling of pain is slowing down to recover at a rate that he can feel.

“This dream…What the hell… ”Lin Sheng remembered that crazy silhouette, whose heart was tremble with fear.

(This chapter is over)