Chapter 12:

Rumble ...
Lin Sheng flipped the pages of the book frantically, trying to find clear pages, but the entire book was almost turned over, and he couldn't find a page that was clear.
Snapped.
He dropped the book, went directly to the left shelf, and quickly pulled out a book in the upper half to read it.
This time, he was relieved that the book was fairly clear.
"Fortunately, fortunately, this ..." Before Lin Sheng had time to exhale, he saw that the pages of his book were blurred.
The first half of the book in hand is clear, and the back is also blurred.
His complexion changed, even though he was in a dream, and he could not help but raise a burst of urgency, and quickly read a book from the bookshelf.
As the time goes.
Soon, he flipped through dozens of large books on the bookshelf and probably determined the situation.
"On the bookshelf, there are only the bookshelves on the left. The dozen or so books that are most conspicuous are clear. The rest are all fuzzy."
Lin Sheng sat at the low table with a butt, thinking.
"And the books on the table are all clear. Especially the opened swordsmanship, even the details of the graphics are extremely fine ..."
After a quick comparison, he found a problem.
Of these clear books, swordplay handbooks are the clearest, followed by the stack of books on the low table, and then the most prominent ones on the left shelf.
"Interesting ..." Lin Sheng vaguely guessed, but couldn't confirm.
"Hurry up, try going out first and see what's outside the manor."
He became more and more interested in this dream.
Standing still, calmed down.
Lin Sheng put down his book and slowly walked towards the door of the study.
Compared to when he first entered here, his five senses at this time can clearly perceive the surrounding environment.
The degree of coldness of the air, the bounce touch of the foot on the ground, and the friction of the clothes on the skin with the action.
These feelings made him think that there was something wrong with this dream.
"This is not an ordinary dream ..... without any dream, it can be so clear. Without any dream, it can be repeated for more than a month!"
Lin Sheng was sure he had encountered an exception at this time.
However, such things as past memory can exist, and his receptiveness and adaptability are far stronger than ordinary people.
Slap.
The door connecting the living room was slowly opened.
Lin Sheng slowly walked out step by step, looked around, he walked slowly towards the door of the living room.
Walk to the exit facade.
Lin Sheng looked up and looked at the door.
The jujube lintel is made of some metal and has a light wood grain texture on the surface. From a distance, it looks like a red clock.
A circular pattern hangs in the middle of the door. Four different animals form a circle in the circle.
Lin Sheng doesn't know what these four animals are. They look like cheetahs, but they have long serrated tails.
Above the door, there is a diamond-shaped pattern, like a huge vertical pupil, staring at everything in the room.
Lin Sheng frowned, reached out and touched the edge of the door frame.
The door frame has repeated unknown letters, forming a chain pattern, covering the entire door frame.
"This door ... feels like guarding something." Lin Sheng's heart rose into a strange mood.
But curiosity prevailed.
He reached out and held it on the doorknob.
The cold handle was carved into a black python head, and the dull red eyes were faintly shiny. He could even see the delicate scales on the snake.
A fierce twist.
Click ...
The sound of a small opening door slowly opened the door.
A large misty woodland appeared in front of Lin Sheng.
There is a carriageway in the middle of the woodland, which is surrounded by the shade of trees and stretches far into the depths of the fog which is unclear.
Everything seemed grey and black.
Lin Sheng swallowed saliva and slowly walked out of the door.
Under his feet were three wooden steps, stained with a faint dark red, as if some paint had been spilled.
The steps stepped on it, feeling soft, and seemed to be shaken and collapsed at any time.
Squeak, squeak ...
Down the steps, Lin Sheng stood in front of the door and looked left and right.
It was dark all around, and large trees covered the night sky.
The color of the night sky is slightly brighter than the darkness, but it is not enough to illuminate the ground and the woods. Can barely make people distinguish the outline of things.
Lin Sheng took a few steps forward, feeling that his feet were stepping on the soft mud ground, and he couldn't grasp the balance.
Puff puff....
There seemed to be a slight strange noise in the distance.
Lin Sheng looked up in the direction of the sound.
In the hazy mist, it seemed that something was moving quickly.
Puff puff....
The sound is extremely rhythmic and slightly heavy.
"What?" Lin Shengning narrowed his eyes, trying to see more clearly.
Huh! !!
Suddenly the voice quickly changed.
It's like the heart is beating, and the person's heart is panicking when they panic.
Before Lin Sheng had time to react, he saw a tall black figure approaching quickly in the fog ahead.
The figure was very fast, with a weird snoring, rushing towards him frantically.
Huh! !!
The sound was getting closer and closer, not other sounds at all, but footsteps from the silhouette!
Lin Sheng's pupils shrank, stepping back.
Alas.
He tripped over the steps and sat down.
"Damn !!"
Didn't wait for him to get up.
The speed of the figure accelerated sharply, getting faster and faster, like a movie pressing fast forward, there is still a long distance, but the figure is with a weird twisted posture, and rushed to the nearest in a blink of an eye.
"I!!"
puff! !!
Lin Sheng's half-crawled body suddenly freezes.
His head flew up, and with the blood mist, he knocked on the half-open door of the hall, rolled down, and slowly stopped on the wooden steps.
A pair of wide black pupils gradually diminished ...
The black figure held a heavy long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword touched the ground and paused. Immediately chopped forward.
Huh! !!
Lin Sheng's body was smashed by crazy chopping, and a large amount of plasma spattered with the minced meat.
In the smashing muddy sound, the corpse soon became inhuman and was cut into several pieces and scattered on the steps.
...........
...........
call! call! call! !!
Lin Sheng opened his eyes violently, feeling pain that could not be explained.
He was lying on his back with the pain in his neck still left when he was severed by a sword.
"I am dead??"
The swiftly approaching figure, like some sort of horrible monster, cut it with a twisted and crazy sword without hesitation.
Lin Sheng didn't even have time to look at each other's looks.
The oncoming sense of oppression and the chilling trembling made him unable to move at the last minute, even screaming.
Lin Sheng reached out and instinctively touched his neck, slowly got up from the bed, and leaned his back on the bed.
There was no wound on his neck, but he didn't know why. He just felt a pain in his neck.
Fortunately, this pain is slowly recovering, at a speed he can feel.
"What is this dream ...?" Lin Sheng thought of the crazy approaching figure, his heart shuddering.