Summoner of Nightmares

13. Chapter 13

Chapter 13

“Shit!”

Lin Sheng turned over the bed, sat by the bed, put his hands in the woods and felt sweaty.

“Never died in a nightmare before, but that feeling…It was never like that before! ”

Lin Sheng is breathing, trying to blow the death shock in his dream.

He sat on the bed for a while, a little bit of emotional stability, stood up and sat in front of the desk, opened the lights and read the books that had been translated before.

“The finest part of that sword surgery, Zari, is these five pictures, and the rest is more about experiences and stories, really about sword, and these pages."He fuzzed and looked at the translations.

“What the hell…What's that silhouette? Is this information really working? ”

“The information in the dream, the sword in the dream, is likely to cause irreversible harm to the body if it is something that my brain naturally derives from, once it's done wrong."

Lin Sheng has previously heard of practicing magazines or martial arts because of poor bases, erroneous posture, leading to physical disability.

He's worried that this so-called sword surgeon in his dreams is actually a misleading knowledge of the evolution of his dreams.

Silence sitting by the bed, Lin Sheng's mind rolling over for a long time.

Well, for a while, he was lying back, closing his eyes, but this time, no matter what, he couldn't sleep.

As long as the eyes are closed, the kind of pain that was killed came to the front.

This state of affairs has continued until the dawn.

He had to be able to grow up and cook some noodles and eat them quickly with the rest of yesterday's meal. Then change the school uniform, take the book bag, run straight to school.

Lin Sheng thought he was just dreaming.

But throughout the day, he felt some pain in his heart, and his neck was as if he left a slice of stabbing.

After school, he refused Shen Yan's invitation to go to the tape store and a man shaking back home.

Not even dinner, Lin Sheng fell in bed, Chenchen fell asleep.

Such a state of affairs has lasted for two days, and his spirit has slowly recovered.

And in both days, he didn't dream once. As if the nightmare before was just a hallucination.

During the period, Father Lin Zhounian thought he was sick, looking for the temperature to measure him, and everything was normal.

He can only rest, don't be tired, high school is important, but the body collapses nothing.

Two consecutive days without dreams, Lin Sheng's spirit is good.

After dinner, he was lying in bed, looking at the ceiling, saying nothing.

If it wasn't in the desk drawer that had put his previous translations in his laptop, he would really think it was just a dream before.

The bell.

Suddenly, a phone call came from.

Mother Gu Wanqiu in the living room approached the phone.

“Chenchen, your sister's looking for you.”

Lin Sheng slight, and then she went to bed, walked out of the room, walked to the living room, and picked up the bullet from mother's hand.

“Get out of bed and don't know the slippers.”Gu Wanqiu has some concerns about touching Lin Sheng's hand, feeling a little cold, and just go to the bedroom and get him a jacket.

Lin Sheng was laughing at her, wearing clothes and sitting on the couch.

Nor did elder sister in the glove make a sound, just listen to the noise over here, conceal the breath.

Lin Sheng Paused, change your hand and grab the glove.

“Sister, what is it?”

“All right, just listen to Mom and Dad. You're not feeling well lately, don't be too tired, don't be too hard on yourself. Well, the university is important, but the body is more important. ”elder sister Lin Xiao has some concerns.

“It's okay, I know, don't worry, Sister.”Lin Sheng is thinking about the next time, "More than four months from high school, and I'm not panicking like that right now. It's just a recent nightmare, a little less spiritual. ”

“Isn't messy and disorderly reading too much?”

“I don't know, but I don't know.”Lin Sheng pretends to be stupid.

“Isn't it…Loss of money? ”Lin Xiao suddenly pressed down his voice.

“No.”

“Really?”

“Not really.”Lin Sheng affirm.

“Don't be hard, Sister. Come here and get you some money. Remember to take it back. You're old too, and some can't avoid it. ”Lin Xiao is serious.

“No, really, sister, you spend more on yourself…”

“I have enough on my side. Don't worry. All right, that's all. Remember to get the money. ”Lin Xiao no longer said that.

The girl's voice was calling her, and it seemed like she was shouting her hand and moving things together.

“I've got a problem here. Hang on.”Lin Xiao is in a rush of emergency response, just hang up the phone.

Lin Sheng, put down the glove, watch the wall hanging up at 9:00 p.m.

He really doesn't want to use Lin Xiao's hard money.

But that guy was a dead mind, and he said he'd beat the money.

“Forget it, first of all. Take a good break tonight, and we'll have to get back to high school tomorrow. ”

The exams of life are very different from the past life.

It's a carp leaping through the dragon gate.

And once the exam fails, without having a good university, it can only go to various professional schools and learn to be a technician.

There are many technical schools in Xiling, but relatively low. The technical quality here is much worse than Lin Sheng past life.

If a student does not go to college to attend a technical school, it basically represents his life.

There is a wide gap in class, and few skilled workers have regained. In many industries, simple skilled workers pay very low.

Lin Sheng went back to the bedroom, fell in bed, and he was determined to rest and put nightmares on the side for a while, first, to cope with the exam.

On the cover, he said good night to himself, close your eyes and slow down into the dream town.

..

..

Huh?

Lin Sheng heard his breath, slowing back in empty rooms.

He opens his eyes, and his eyes are a familiar garden hall.

It was paved on the old white table, and there were some messy silver meals.

“I…Am I coming in again? ”

Lin Sheng's heart is sinking, looking at it quickly.

On the left is a wall filled with blurred paintings, and on the right side is a big square window, and through the curtains, it can see the dark fog from the outside.

He quickly lifted his feet, walked forward, walked to the bookshop door and walked in the open door.

I'll see the picture in the bookshop soon.

On the top of the short table, the page turned out, and the bulk of the prints were still clear.

“It's true that I'm back.”

Lin Sheng, calm down.

He didn't go over the sword surgery, but he withdrew from the studio and came back to the living room again.

At the window on the side of the living room, he stretched his hand off the curtains and looked out.

Under the fog of the clouds, the walls of the house are a black tree with teeth claws.

In the yard of the wall, there is a little autumn and a few lapsed benches.

The corner of the wall has a piece of something that seems to be stubborn.

Lin Sheng put down the curtains and went to the rest of the window to see them.

All windows can't see the right doors in the right direction.

And that direction, exactly where the black shadow came from before.

He paused, standing in the living room thinking a moment. Then turn around and start searching around the room.

“I need a defense weapon. Better be longer, easy, easy! "

Lin Sheng's heart is clear.

He does not intend to stay in this house, which is a strange dream, and dies here, and has an impact on the body in reality.

That makes his heart rise up to a strong sense of crisis.

He had a sensation that if that black shadow were to be killed in a row, he would probably have some kind of extremely troubling change.

This feeling seems to be that the body is capable of warning him.

(This chapter is over)