Nightmare’s Call (Summoner of Nightmares)

The rustling dark green leaves rubbed and collided with each other, and under the shaking of the wind, they made a small and light noise.

Lin Shengyang lay on the green grass and slowly opened his eyes.

There was a constant rush of noise from the branches and leaves.

“No life …”

Lin Sheng sat up, expressionless.

Except for the sound of plants, there were no insects.

No birds calling, no insects, and no wildlife.

He examined himself.

He was wearing black sportswear prepared before bed and sneakers on his feet. On the side of the ground was obliquely inserted the black sword he used well.

Lin Sheng stood up and walked over to pull out the black sword.

The soil here is so soft that he felt very relaxed when he pulled his sword.

Holding the sword, he raised his eyes and glanced up.

The blade is full of dense serrated notches. The tip of the sword is broken, and the position near the hilt is slightly twisted.

Alas.

He waved it away, it was not easy to use.

call…

With a sigh, Lin Sheng still hasn’t lost it, still holding his sword, and judging the position of the next four weeks.

He absorbed a lot of memories, but they were all fragments, and there was no content about wild survival in it.

“It’s not wrong to go to the top of the mountain.” He judged by the **** and decisively walked to a higher place.

He wanted to walk to the castle he had seen in midair. There is most likely something there he wants.

The giant tree above the head was shaking with the wind, making a tidal sound.

Lin Sheng was at their feet, climbing up the tree gap step by step.

Climb over the steep **** and climb up the rock wall along the tree vine.

Bypass the turbulent white waterfall and carefully follow the mountain path to avoid the cliffs.

Lin Sheng used the black sword in his hand as a trekking pole, supporting it all the way, constantly going up.

Slap.

The rubble at his feet rolled and fell into the cracks of the invisible canyon.

Lin Sheng pressed his back against the stone wall, looked down at the dazzling bottomless crack, raised his head again, moved his steps a little, and moved on to the left.

His body is horizontal. Because the path under the foot is only wide with palms, it can only move forward sideways.

The cold mountain wind whistled past.

Lin Sheng was cold all over, but still clenched his teeth and continued, moving on.

What made him a little strange was that in this dream, he seemed to stay for a long time without feeling any waking.

As it goes up, the air gets colder.

The surrounding giant trees gradually changed from gray-brown to gray-white.

White snow gradually appeared on the ground, and the crown of the grove above the head was slowly dyed white.

Alas.

A black sword fiercely penetrated into the hard black and white mixed frozen ground.

Lin Sheng stood on the mountain road and looked up at the huge castle above.

The mountain path leading to the castle has been completely covered by ice, and he must continue to pierce the frozen ground with a sword to stabilize his body balance.

Otherwise, he may fall down at any time and fall off the snow-capped cliff on the right.

Huh, Huh, Huh …

Lin Sheng saw the white gas exhaled by him. As soon as the white gas left him, he quickly faded away.

There were screams of cold wind everywhere, and nothing was heard in the ears.

The whistling sounded like countless horns, completely obscuring other sounds that might appear.

At the top of the mountain, the gray-white castle seemed to be integrated with Bai Xue, huge, lonely, peaceful, and mysterious.

Lin Sheng lowered his head and continued to hurry up to catch up.

He was about to run out of energy, but fortunately, the place where he landed was not far from the castle.

If he goes further, perhaps he will have to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

After half an hour.

Lin Sheng panted, holding the black sword, and finally set foot on the large platform where the castle is located.

Standing on the edge of the platform, he looked over.

There are several steps in front of the castle gate.

The steps were full of frozen ice. The ice was translucent, and the edges were slightly bluish, looking firm and sharp.

The door is domed brown, with two human-shaped reliefs on the sides of the door frames.

There are two nuns with only the upper body carved.

Wearing hoods, they looked soft and looked down at every visitor at the gate below. Place your hands tightly across your chest.

The material of the statue is gray stone, which is the same as the whole castle. Just under the nun’s eyes, there are dark tears faintly, like blood tears.

Lin Sheng paused, took a rest, and walked slowly towards the castle gate.

The wind on the mountain platform is very strong. The wind was like someone roaring in their ears.

Lin Sheng felt that his ears were almost frozen and his eardrums roared, and they were almost deaf.

Go to the gate.

He looked up at the two nuns, raised his sword step by step, and walked smoothly up the stone steps.

The ice was crushed under his feet, making a clicking noise.

Standing in front of the three-door gate, he stretched out his hands and pushed hard.

The door was frozen hard, and the seams of the door were frozen with ice.

Lin Sheng felt unbearably cold. The clothes he wore were able to withstand the autumn temperatures, and staying in such snow and ice was simply suffering.

Unable to open the door, he looked around, and soon found a black wrench on the right wall.

There is a huge keyhole under the wrench.

“Can’t get in without the key?” Lin Sheng frowned, pulled it up hard, and it did not move.

He descended the steps and began to inspect the castle walls.

Soon, under a window close to the ground, he found a place to enter.

It was a simple black metal iron door.

The door was half open, leading to a small garden on the side. A rusty, huge padlock was hung from an iron door handle.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and walked in along the iron gate.

The garden was overgrown and desolate.

Pieces of wild white vines climbed up the tall castle walls.

Weeds struggled from the snow and arched out of the top, but looked businessless.

Walk through the garden and walk to the castle side door.

Lin Sheng reached out and pushed hard.

Creak.

The heavy black side door was slowly pushed open, revealing a long, dark channel with a red carpet.

He slowly walked into the passage and went deeper step by step.

The passage is more than twenty meters long, and at the end is a small hall similar to the lounge.

Fireplace, gorgeous hanging lights, laid-back rocking chair, grey blanket on the chair. There are also two harps placed by the wall.

This is the main decoration in the small hall.

Lin Sheng noticed that there was a small red book on a rocking chair. The small book was opened and covered with a blanket on the blanket, with a thick layer of white ash on the surface.

He walked over, picked up the book, and looked at the page opened by the small book.

‘Hengguang Proverbs’

On the left side of that page, a title is clearly printed. The title of an ancient Wren text.

There is also a line of scribbled under the title.

‘God, tell me what to do? I will pray, day and night. Even when I recite the Proverbs, the light is stirred in my body. I still feel deep fear. ’

Then below is the printed content about the Hengguang Proverbs.

‘Will out evil and diffuse light.

Light is not God, not power, nor weapon, nor fence. ’

‘It ’s my heart, it ’s my spirit, it ’s my cohesion, it ’s the only mirror in my heart. ’

‘I am determined, I am determined.

Fighting spirit in my heart, I am unmatched!

My heart is my eyes, my eyes can see light, and my light can illuminate souls!

My heart is life, and my heart is holy.

When I am fearless, light can shine on everything. ’

“Are you chanting?”

Lin Sheng’s heart moved slightly.

He won’t die anyway, he’s far more reckless in dreams than in reality.