Summoner of Nightmares

9. Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Under the lights, Lin Sheng's face is covered with a slight weight, and the low head looks at the language just translated.

Then again, the dictionary checks out again, see if there's a translation error.

in hua hua's transcript, three consecutive checks were made, and he was sure that he was right.

“If it's a sword surgeon, then the book I saw in my dream…"Lin Sheng has some shock in his heart.

He also recalled that densely packed large numbers of clear language in that book, almost not duplicated.

If that's all true…

And suddenly he raised a strong curiosity from the bottom of his heart.

“It's a dream. How could it be? How could it be? ”Lin Sheng pursed the lips, and the low head quickly continued to translate a language behind it.

He remembered the language, a total of two paragraphs, the front was a cover, followed by a small paragraph on the right. I don't know what to do.

Soon, he was able to compare the dictionary, and the translator that touched the remainder of the language.

It is also good that Ancient Rennes language is not a hard one, that there are many experts in domestic research, and that Lin Sheng has some pleasure in getting the dictionary so easily.

After the translations, he picked up the paper and shaked it, put it on the table, and there were some unusual changes in the face.

“What the hell is this…"

Lin Sheng expression is complicated.

At this point, 100 per cent of him has been able to determine his own dreams and problems.

White Paper on the table, white black, clear and clear.

"Level 2 Swordsman, Raville Handbook."

“Level 2 Swordsman…What the hell is this? ”Lin Sheng felt that his world view had been overly subversive.

He was silent, swiftly throwing all the paper translated into a band, and then getting up and running.

It's dark in the living room, and parents haven't come back yet.

He took a deep breath, walked to the kitchen and wet the paper band with a dragon head.

in hua hua's water sound, Lin Sheng watched the paper's signs swiftly blurred, soared and eventually turned into a freshness black, with nothing to see.

That's why he threw wet paper into the trash barrel and then wiped his hands, left the kitchen and went back to the bedroom.

No washing, Lin Sheng just took off his pants socks and drilled into the nest.

He was anxious to test, want to go back to that dream yesterday, remember something more, see if that book really can see.

And the nightmare…Don't you know it's gonna last?

“I hope I can still get into that dream…”Lin Sheng's heart somewhat about anticipated.

He didn't have any previous fears, close his eyes, adjust his breath and put his brain in the air.

Time passes a drop.

Lin Sheng's consciousness began to be blurred and obsessed, and he seemed to hear that the security door in the living room was opened and someone walked in.

No talking, no other quiet.

Soon the corridor passed the footsteps, and then his bedroom door was pushed off.

Someone was standing at the bedroom door looking at him for a while. He was able to feel very clearly that each other stood at the door and looked at him with no name.

“Father Mother?"Lin Sheng's obsessed guess.

But soon, he didn't even know when he left. Awareness falls asleep.

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..

The grey garden.

Lin Sheng is standing in the lobby with half the head of the fireplace. The front is a lengthy table with a broken table.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

“I…Are you coming back again? ”

Lin Sheng felt some incredible.

He thought he'd have had that nightmare before, and he was ready to fight that nightmare.

But what's unexpected is that he came back here again.

“Here, what the hell…"Lin Sheng has searched all his memories, and has not found anything in the immediate house.

“Dreams are supposed to be all the places I've seen before.

Many dreams are made up of the landscapes I've seen before, elements such as personnel, but now, this place is completely familiar and not… "Lin Sheng's eyebrowing.

He looked down at himself.

He's still wearing a gray coat. It's in front of his sleep.

“Even the line that got hung up?”Lin Sheng raised the right hand, and the clothes in the elbow were hooked out of a line, and they were perfectly present here.

He paused, decisively moved up, moved towards the book pencil straight.

He's been around the rest of the garden, and now the most interesting thing he's interested in is the bookshop, especially the book that opens up on the table.

Turn the wooden door quickly, Lin Sheng will soon return to the studio he left.

The bookstore is still in place.

The two red wood shelves were filled with books, a short wood table was stashed, a candle was set, and a large head was turned off.

Lin Sheng walked a few steps closer, sat in front of the short table, and his head looked carefully at the contents of the book.

the language of densely packed is very clear.

“Good, real…It's like not dreaming. ”Lin Sheng heart shivered.

In order to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he stretched his hand to the corner of the table.

The touch is still, as it was before, like a thick cotton, and a little bit less acute than the corner.

Just to make him somehow odd that this test touches a lot more than it used to be when it was a dream.

“…"Return your hand, Lin Sheng has refocused attention on the book before it.

big chunks Ancient Rennes language, let him have some headaches.

“I don't remember much. I remember a little more. How much time does it take to keep looking at a page?”Lin Sheng has nothing to say.

Think about it, he decided that, whatever else, a little bit of a translator would be familiar if he turned around?

“Looks like we have to go back to work.”His past life is an ancient language translator.

Well, in Ancient Rennes language, the status in this world is equivalent to the ancient English language of the Earth period, but it is easier to translate the meaning.

Lin Sheng has been very skilled in this work.

“Forget it when you learn more. If this book really can read… ”

Lin Sheng's heart is looking forward to and curious, like a spring.

He's really very, very curious.

The ancient book of this dream, what exactly does it record?

Is it true that it's about ancient swords like a cover record?

And if this book can read, can there be so many books on the shelf, too?

Lin Sheng's heart is crawling like countless ants, tickling.

After the decision was taken, he began to remember once again the first page of the book that had been overturned.

That book was also his last hard book, and it turned out to be the first page and looked at it carefully.

Time passes a little bit.

Lin Sheng has repeatedly recited a small paragraph on page 1 with light sources that do not know where to come from.

It is extremely difficult to remember the entire ancient language without knowing what it means.

But Lin Sheng past life is doing this, with experience and fast experience, and he hardly backed the entire page of the first page in accordance with his skill approach.

(This chapter is over)