Nightmare’s Call

Standing in the treasury, after almost a hundred heartbeats, Lin Sheng suddenly felt that his whole body was like a balloon contracting, and quickly retracted into the heart.

The dark purple blood vessels between his eyebrows and chest slowly faded, calmed, and hidden under the skin.

The clothes and trousers on his body were also slightly loosened.

"It seems to have the effect of muscle expansion ..." Lin Sheng judged secretly.

Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of weakness burst out, spreading to him like an electric shock.

Lin Sheng's eyes were dark, and he almost did not faint.

"I knew ... the principle of conservation of energy. The power of this explosion must come from myself!"

Lin Sheng supported the wall with one hand, feeling that the sky was spinning in front of him, and he was faint at everything.

He felt thankful that the evil spirits summoned did not picky eaters, and did not care about the blood clotting, otherwise it is still unknown whether he will succeed this time.

Regarding this ability, he faintly felt that this ability was to rely on burning the blood in his body to produce power.

Otherwise, where does that mighty power come from?

The evil spirits in the ceremony will not be so kind, and will provide charging services to those who use the ability for free.

After returning to his mind, Lin Sheng was holding the wall for a while, and felt his physical weakness decreased slightly, so he was relieved.

"This trip is really insightful ..." He recalled the previous ritual process.

The dark red face wanted to break free. In an instant he shattered his materialistic worldview of more than forty years.

"No, maybe all I see is just hallucinations." Lin Sheng shook his head to explain. "In the state of illusion, anything weird can be seen."

He carefully put away the plastic paper, wrapped the bowl, carried the schoolbag on his back, and cleaned up the remaining traces.

Finally, he staggered out of the abandoned factory.

This time he tried the ritual, he felt the pain and trouble of chaos.

Especially after the last test of the ability, the side effects brought by Lin Sheng have been debilitated.

arrive home.

Wang Yuezheng and his mother watched the TV series. Dad didn't know what to stir in the study.

As soon as Lin Sheng opened the door and came in, her pale and bloodless face frightened Gu Wanqiu.

"Hey, why do you look so bad !?" Gu Wanqiu quickly got up, held Lin Sheng a few steps, and let him sit on the sofa slowly.

Wang Yue also thoughtfully poured a cup of hot water and looked worriedly on Lin Sheng's coffee table.

Lin Sheng thanked him, took the cup and sipped it.

At this time, Lin Anniversary also heard the movement, came out of the study, and saw his son's pale face, he was also startled.

"Heavy, your face is too pale! Is there anything urgent? Go! Go to the hospital to see!" He approached and reached out and touched Lin Sheng's forehead.

"No fever. I'm sweating." Lin Anniar also knew a little basic medical knowledge and judged the state of Xia Linsheng a little.

"Parents, rest assured, I'm okay, maybe I'm tired .... I haven't slept well at night these days, I'm busy studying during the day, I haven't rested for a long time ... It's normal to look bad

Lin Sheng made an all-purpose excuse-didn't sleep well.

Lin anniversary did not do it, insisting on pulling him to the hospital for examination.

In desperation, Lin Sheng was riding on a tricycle and sitting with his mother in the back shed, hurried to the nearest People's Hospital for emergency treatment.

After a round of inspections, it took more than 800. Except for anemia and insufficient rest, nothing was found.

Although the cost was not small, Lin Anniversary did not take any notice. He was relieved and returned home with Lin Sheng.

Gu Wanqiu quickly went to the kitchen to make brown sugar eggs, and Lin Sheng ate two bowls in one breath, then soaked his feet with hot water, and then let him go back to the room to rest.

Lin Shengqing was lucky to dispose of the plastic paper and the bowl used in the ceremony before returning home.

Otherwise, they will definitely be noticed by their parents.

Another one, he intends to dispose of all the internal and external clothes he wears tomorrow.

Who knows if the evil spirit summoned will contaminate anything on his clothes. In case you get into the house, you will be in trouble.

He hadn't considered it before.

After washing and going to bed, Lin Sheng suddenly thought of this stubble, took a decisive bath in the washroom, and completely changed his clothes from the inside out.

Then the changed clothes were found in a plastic bag, tightly packed, and tucked into their bedroom, ready to find an excuse to burn out tomorrow.

After dealing with this, he dried his hair and lay down on the bed.

He actually agreed to go to the hospital for examination.

After all, using this ritual in reality will not cause any hidden dangers to the body, and he does not know.

He only knew from memory that this ritual could enhance strength, and then used it that way.

Fortunately, it seems that there is not much difference between the records in memory and the fragments in memory.

Lying on the bed, Lin Sheng was very tired and exhausted.

Almost immediately after lying down, he fell into a nearly unconscious state of sleep.

To his surprise, this time he did not enter the dream.

Apparently the time for death had already arrived, but this time I still did not enter the jazz house.

This made Lin Sheng a little strange.

Didi Didi ...

A rhythmic alarm bell awakened him from the confusion.

Snapped.

The alarm clock was knocked off, Lin Sheng supported his body from the bed and looked out the bedroom window.

The window was empty. It seemed daylight outside and the light was dim.

Huh! !!

Suddenly, a pale face with a weird smile hit the window glass.

A messy man in white clothes was holding his face tightly against the bedroom window, his bloodshot eyes turning, with a smile, staring at Lin Sheng.

Click! Click!

Did not wait for Lin Sheng to react.

The man lowered his head and frantically began to pull the iron lock on the window and wanted to come in.

Lin Sheng opened his eyes and was about to get up, suddenly.

Huh! !!

The door of the room also made a loud noise.

Click! Click!

Someone outside the door seemed to be frantically stirring the keyhole with something. The door lock was stirred constantly and made a crisp sound, which could be opened at any time.

"Damn !!" Lin Sheng quickly turned over and got out of bed, just about to stand up, suddenly feeling dizzy.

Physically weak. It was difficult to get up.

He struggled to support his body, trying to walk over and remove the sword box from the wall.

But without taking two steps, his head was dizzy, he fell back to bed, his arms were weak and his ears were buzzing.

Lying on the bed, he vaguely saw that the window was opened and the door was opened. Two white figures rushed towards him frantically.

There was a huge crisis in his mind.

It's just that he hasn't waited for his response. There was a sudden light in front of me.

A dark red, swirling light.

Even if he closed his eyes, he felt the light in front of him.

The sense of crisis subsided quickly.

I don't know how long it has been.

Lin Sheng opened his eyes slowly again.

He was still lying on his back, covered with a thin quilt. Looking sideways, the windows and doors were closed well. It is bright and sunny.

A sense of security that had never been before suddenly burst out from Lin Sheng's heart.