Back home, after a quick dinner, Lin Sheng found an excuse to rest early, so he washed up and went to his room.
The dream from the day before was unusual, and he was looking forward to tonight's dream.
After changing into his sportswear and running shoes, Lin Sheng lay on his side on the bed, relaxed his mind, and began to memorize the politics textbook.
About ten minutes later, he began to feel sleepy.
Closing his eyes, he could feel his consciousness sinking. Sinking into the bottomless abyss of darkness …
* Thud. *
The box in his arms fell to the ground.
Lin Sheng got up abruptly, gripping the black sword tightly as he scanned his surroundings.
He was sitting on the edge of his bed, and beside his feet was the metal box that he had been holding tightly.
Outside the bedroom window, a dark red was still flowing.
He could not see anything.
The air was quiet, eerie, and peaceful.
Standing up, Lin Sheng glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
The hands of the alarm clock stopped at twelve o 'clock, and the three hands of the hour and second did not move.
"Could it be that I can't go back to Blackfeather City?" He lifted the sword and examined it.
There were a few small nicks on the blade, but it was no different from when he was in Blackfeather City.
And then there was the box.
Lin Sheng looked around, and he was alone in the bedroom. The door and windows were all locked.
Only then did he crouch down, and pinched the padlock outside the box.
There were a few deep cuts on the padlock, which he had left with the black sword earlier.
One of the deepest cuts had even cut the yellow lock in half.
Lin Sheng thought for a moment, then got up and raised the sword again, and pointed it at the cut on the box.
* Clang! *
He suddenly exerted force.
The incomparably sharp, elite, and rotten longsword, with an incomparably accurate sound of breaking through the air, once again cut into the previous opening of the saber.
The wound on the saber was forcefully deepened.
"It works!" Lin Sheng pulled out the sword, and seeing that it was effective, he began the second cut.
One after another. He struck five times in a row.
Finally, the yellow lock broke, and fell to the floor with a clatter.
Lin Sheng quickly picked up the lock, and crouched down to open the box.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing outside the bedroom window.
An indifferent face that seemed to have been watching him for a long time stood outside the window.
"Who is it!" Lin Sheng raised his head abruptly, but when he looked out the window, there was no one there.
But an inexplicable instinct told him that he wasn't the only one in the vicinity …
Lin Sheng swept his cold gaze across the room. He held his sword in one hand, lifted the box, and placed it on the table.
Then, he quickly lifted the metal box's lid.
Patter.
The lid hit the table with a crisp sound.
Lin Sheng's gaze was quickly attracted by the contents of the box.
A black wavy dagger and a scroll that seemed to be made of some kind of leather. It was an unknown brown stone.
In the entire box, these three items were the most eye-catching.
The rest was a mess of gold and silver coins, engraved with feather-shaped patterns and eagles spreading their wings.
Lin Sheng immediately took out the scroll and gently untied the ropes.
There was a hiss.
The brownish-yellow scroll was quickly opened.
The first line of words on it made Lin Sheng's heart jump with joy.
"Explanation of the Weakness Ritual."
Then, there was the engraving of the formation. It was a rule diagram that looked like two overlapping diamonds.
All the intersecting spaces in the diagram were marked with various symbols and patterns.
What Lin Sheng was most concerned about was not this, but the materials needed for the ritual. Below each material, there was a detailed corresponding diagram.
"Ten Blackpool Flowers, one standard unit of gold, nine standard units of silver powder, and ten standard units of ruby powder. One standard unit of host's blood. "
"Blackpool Flower …" Lin Sheng had never studied botany, and did not know if it existed in reality. He could only memorize the intricate diagram on the scroll, and search for it on the internet when he woke up.
"Other than the Blackpool Flower, the rest are available, but the cost is much higher than before … Ruby Powder costs ten standard units …"
Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw this line.
He could only hope that artificial crystals could make up the numbers. Otherwise, he would have to choose the lower quality ones …
The scroll even had the activation chant written in Gourenne. Lin Sheng recited it over and over again, and only stopped after he had gotten used to it.
He carefully put the scroll into his clothes and kept it close to his body.
He could not memorize the strange activation chant in such a short time. He could only keep it close to his body for now.
He did not touch the rest of the items, and left them in the box.
Closing the box, Lin Sheng placed it under his bed, and stood up with his sword.
Only then did he have the time to look around.
"I remember, before I entered the dream of Blackfeather City, it was here, the crack in the wall of my home."
Lin Sheng gently opened the bedroom door, and walked out into the corridor.
On one side of the corridor was a window that led to the outside world.
Closing the door behind him, Lin Sheng carefully walked along the corridor, step by step, to the junction between the living room and the kitchen.
The first thing he did was to look at the kitchen.
When he entered Blackfeather City, he had entered through the crack in the wall of the kitchen.
But now, the kitchen wall was smooth, and there was no sign of a crack.
Lin Sheng slowly walked into the kitchen, sword in hand.
He carefully looked around, and there were no cracks in the kitchen wall. It was almost exactly the same as in reality, and just as intact.
If not for the red light flowing outside the kitchen window, Lin Sheng would have thought that he was in reality.
Coming out of the kitchen, he went to the washroom.
Everything was normal in the washroom.
Lin Sheng turned the faucet, and only a few drops of water dripped down, followed by the sound of rushing air.
He turned off the faucet. He turned around and walked into the living room.
The living room was quiet. The sofa, the television, the wall cabinet, and even the calendar hanging on the door were exactly the same as in reality.
The air was quiet, as if it had been like this for a long time.
Lin Sheng walked to the television, and reached out to turn on the switch. He wanted to see if the television could be watched.
Suddenly, a knock on the door echoed in the silent living room.
Knock, knock, knock.
Lin Sheng froze. This was his dream, and there was no movement at all, and now there was a knock on the door.
"Is anyone home?"
A gentle female voice came from outside the door.
Lin Sheng took a deep breath and slowly walked to the front door.
Knock, knock, knock.
The knock came again.
"I am Auntie Chen who lives across the street. Open the door, I am here to deliver something to your house, "the female voice continued.
Lin Sheng reached out and slowly and gently opened the cover of the peephole and peeked out.
Outside the door, there was a rolling black fog, and there was a middle-aged woman standing in the middle.
The woman's eyes were kind, and there was a smile on her face. It really was the face of Auntie Chen who lived across the street!
Knock, knock, knock.
"Is there anyone here?"
Lin Sheng saw the eyes of the woman outside the door move slightly, and she suddenly looked at the peephole.
"Is there no one home? Since there is no one home, I am coming in. "
"I am coming in."
"I am coming in."
Lin Sheng took a few steps back, clenching his fists. He felt as if a fatal threat was rapidly approaching.
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