After returning home and having dinner quickly, Lin Sheng found an excuse to rest early, so he washed up and entered the room in advance.

The dream of the previous day was abnormal, and he was quite looking forward to tonight's dream.

Changing into sportswear and sneakers, Lin Sheng lay on his side on the bed, slowed down his spirits, and began to memorize political textbooks silently.

After about ten minutes, he slowly felt sleepy.

Closing his eyes, he could feel his consciousness sinking. It sank to the bottomless depths of darkness.....

Smack.

The box in his arms rolled to the ground.

Lin Sheng got up abruptly, clenched his black sword and scanned the surroundings.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed in his bedroom, and the metal box he had been holding on to had fallen to the ground at his feet.

Outside the bedroom window, there is still a dark red flowing.

Can't see anything.

There was something quiet, eerie, and tranquil in the air.

Standing up, Lin Sheng subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

The hands of the alarm clock are stagnant at twelve o'clock sharp, and all three hands are motionless.

"Isn't it possible that you can't go back to Black Feather City?" he picked up his sword and put it up for inspection.

There were a few slight notches in the blade of the Black Sword, and the rest of the state was no different from when he was in Black Feather City before.

And then there are the boxes.

Lin Sheng looked left and right, and he was alone in the bedroom. The doors and windows were locked.

He crouched down and pinched the padlock on the outside of the box.

There were several deep scars on the padlock, which he had slashed with the black sword before.

One of the deepest, has even cut half of the small yellow lock.

Lin Sheng thought about it, got up again and lifted his sword, and compared it to the knife mark in the box.

Clang!!

He slammed his muscles.

The incomparably sharp elite rotten long sword, with an incomparably precise sound of breaking through the air, once again cut into the previous knife edge.

The edge of the knife was forced to deepen a little.

"There's a play!" Lin Sheng pulled out his sword and saw that it had an effect, and started the second sword again.

One after the other. He five times in a row.

Eventually, the small yellow lock snapped and fell on the floor tiles with a click.

Lin Sheng quickly picked up the small lock and squatted down to prepare to open the box.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person standing outside the bedroom window.

An indifferent face standing outside the window, as if he had been looking at him for a long time.

"Who!" Lin Sheng looked up sharply, but when he looked head, there was nothing outside the window.

But the inexplicable instinct told him that he should be the only one near here....

Glancing coldly, Lin Sheng held the sword in one hand, picked up the box, and put it on the desk.

Then quickly lift the metal lid outward.

Smack.

The lid hits the tabletop with a crunching sound.

Lin Sheng's gaze was quickly attracted by the contents of the box.

A black wavy dagger, a scroll that appears to be made of some kind of leather. An unknown brown stone.

In the whole box, these three things are the most eye-catching.

The rest were a jumble of gold and silver coins, carved with feathered patterns and eagles about to fly.

Lin Sheng took out the scroll as soon as possible and gently untied the rope in his hand.

Hiss.

The brownish-yellow scrolls were quickly unfolded.

The first line of handwriting on it quickly made Lin Sheng's heart happy.

'Weak Ritual Explained'

This is followed by the depiction of the array, which is a regular figure that resembles two diamond superimposed.

All the intersections in the drawing are marked with various symbols.

Lin Sheng's main concern is naturally not this, but the materials needed for the ceremony. Under each of the materials, detailed corresponding patterns are drawn.

'There are ten blackpool flowers, one standard unit of gold, nine standard units of silver powder, and ten standard units of red crystal powder. A standard unit of presiding over the blood of the host. ’

"Black Pool Flower ....." Lin Sheng has never studied botany, so he doesn't know if this thing is realistic, so he can only remember the exquisite graphics on the scroll first, and then go to the Internet to check it when he wakes up.

"Except for the black pool flower, there are all the rest, but the cost is much more expensive than before..... Red crystal powder actually costs ten standard units...."

When Lin Sheng saw this line, his heart also jumped.

Now he can only hope that the artificial crystal can be recharged. Otherwise, he can only choose the one with worse quality....

The scroll also has a priming phrase marked with the onomatopoeia of the Gurren script. Lin Sheng recited it repeatedly, over and over again, and only stopped after a little smoothness.

Carefully tuck the scroll into your clothes and place them snugly.

For a short time, he couldn't write down the weird start of the tongue twister. You can only take it close to your body first.

The rest, he didn't move, it was all left in the box.

Closing the box, Lin Sheng put it under his bed, and then stood up with his sword.

Only then did he have time to take a look around.

"I remember, in the beginning, before I entered the dream realm of Black Feather City, it was from here, through this crack in the wall of my own house. ”

Lin Sheng gently twisted open the bedroom door and walked to the corridor outside.

On one side of the hallway, there is a window of red light leading to the outside.

Closing the door with his backhand, Lin Sheng cautiously walked along the corridor and walked step by step to the junction of the living room and the kitchen.

He immediately looked into the kitchen.

When I entered Black Feather City before, I arrived through a crack in the kitchen wall.

But now, the kitchen wall is flat and smooth, and there are no signs of cracks.

Lin Sheng slowly walked into the kitchen with a sword.

After a closer look around, there really weren't any cracks in the kitchen wall. It's almost exactly the same as in reality, just as complete.

If it weren't for the fact that there was also red light flowing outside the kitchen window, Lin Sheng would even think that he was in reality now.

Coming out of the kitchen, he went to the bathroom again.

Everything is working fine in the washroom.

Lin Sheng twisted the faucet, only a few drops of water dripped down, and then there was the sound of ho-ho.

Turn off the faucet. He turned and walked into the living room.

The living room was quiet, the sofa, the TV, the wall cabinet, and even the calendar hanging on the door were exactly like reality.

There was silence in the air, as if it had been for a long, long time.

Lin Sheng walked to the TV series and stretched out his hand to turn on the switch, he wanted to see if the TV could be watched.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, echoing through the silent living room.

Knock, knock, knock.

Lin Sheng's whole person paused, this was his dream, there was no movement just now, and now there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Is anyone there?"

A gentle female voice came from outside the door.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and slowly walked to the security door.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knock on the door rang again.

"I'm Aunt Chen, who lives across the street. Open the door, I'll deliver something to your house. The female voice continued.

Lin Sheng stretched out his hand, slowly, gently uncovered the cat's eye lid, leaned over and looked out.

There was a black fog rolling outside the door, and there was really a middle-aged woman standing in the middle.

The woman's eyebrows are kind and smiling, and it is really the face of Aunt Chen, who lives opposite!!

Knock, knock, knock.

"Is there anyone here?"

Lin Sheng saw that the woman's eyes outside the door rolled slightly, and suddenly looked at the cat's eye position.

"Nobody's there? Nobody's here, so I'll come in?"

"I'm in, huh?"

"Coming in, huh?"

Lin Sheng took a few steps back and clenched his fists, feeling as if some deadly threat was approaching rapidly.