Nightmare’s Call

A unit of deer blood was quickly released and taken out of the farmhouse, Lin Sheng went straight to the hospital without any delay.

The largest private hospital in Huaisha City, Blue Sakura Private Children's Hospital.

That is the goal of his rush.

I stopped a taxi on the road and sat in the car. Lin Sheng started to figure out along the way. It was better to hold the ceremony.

"It must not be in the urban area, otherwise, once someone is hit, there will be no argument at that time. I will definitely be thought of what cult rituals I am doing."

Lin Sheng leaned back on the car seat, thinking with his eyes closed.

"This time it will be in the suburbs, and next time you can rent a house in the suburbs as a temporary base."

He remembered a place that was a good fit, a place where he used to be at a loss when he was a kid.

Next, Lin Sheng calculated the money in his own hands.

Since he became a club coach, he has not earned much. Instead, he made a bet with Saruina and made more than 300,000.

There should have been more. Lin Sheng saw that Saru had lost red eyes. In addition, he also joined the club, so he would no longer charge him a challenge fee.

Poor Saru was also grateful for him.

"Saru is very strong and should be at the second level.

If it hadn't been for the defensive effect of the grey rune, it would definitely not have been his opponent. This kid almost beat his body to the pinnacle of this age. "

Lin Sheng felt with emotion.

More than a month ago, he was just an ordinary high school student, and now he is essentially a powerful swordsman who is accustomed to killing and grinding.

The second-level soldier, this simple level, looks ordinary, but the power it contains is far from what most people can imagine.

"Temple fighters definitely have a corresponding combat system, even a test tower, so they can definitely find other combat textbooks. It seems that they have to look back to see if there is a bigger temple."

Lin Sheng was thinking, but he did not notice that the car had arrived.

"Is this right? Little brother?" The driver master asked loudly.

Lin Sheng looked back and looked out the window on the right.

What greets you is a milky white cylindrical building covered with vines.

The entire building looks like an ancient temple, and is supported by thick stone pillars surrounded by people.

A gray cloud-like plaque hung above the gate: Blue Sakura Children's Hospital.

"It's a huge profit." Lin Sheng got out of the car and looked up at the hospital door with emotion. How much does this decoration cost?

This hospital is famous in Huaisha.

The service is also well known.

It is said that when you come here, it will cost 1,000 to register once. Not to mention prescribing a doctor.

There are the best children's doctors, the best medical equipment, and the medicine prescribed is naturally the best.

Lin Sheng stood at the door for a short while, waiting silently.

In front of the hospital's gate, luxury luxury cars that cost a lot at first sight are constantly in and out.

Some splendidly-dressed and splendid husbands got out of the car with their children and slowly walked into the hospital slowly.

It doesn't look like it's for a child to see a doctor at all, it's more like coming for a cosmetic treatment.

Lin Sheng was standing in front of the gate. The time was short, but after a long time, he felt uncomfortable.

He noticed that not only the security guards on the side constantly looked at him, but the in-and-out patients who saw the doctor also mostly passed him with an inexplicable sight.

It is not contempt or contempt. Most of the wealthy people do not have the spare time to deal with strangers.

Those eyes were more like someone seeing a receptionist who wanted to ask for directions in the past and looked closely, but found that the other person didn't seem to be a receptionist.

The inexplicable embarrassment made Lin Sheng a little speechless.

But he made an appointment with him and met here. Can't walk away.

Twenty minutes have elapsed, the sky is getting late, and the surrounding area of ​​the hospital lights up.

Finally, a middle-aged man in a gray suit, walking in a hurry, carrying a black plastic bag.

"Master Lin?"

"Um ... it's me ..." Lin Shengchang is so big, this is the first time he has been called a young master. There was no response for a moment.

"This is what you want. Just give the money to that one." He said nothing, stuffed Lin Sheng with a black pocket, and turned away.

Lin Sheng blinked, immediately reacted, turned around and left.

The transfer time of the two people should not exceed five seconds. Almost nobody noticed what happened here.

Carrying his pocket, Lin Sheng didn't stop all the way, quickly returned home, put the bag on the back of the bedroom bed, and quickly went out with his pocket.

Before long, he took a taxi to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Huaisha.

The plant was overgrown with weeds, the doors were open, and some empty wooden boxes were piled up in the corner.

Lin Sheng carried things around the factory for a while, and soon came to a small warehouse in the factory.

The warehouse is located at the dark staircase of the factory building. There is no light around it, and there is a faint smell of urine.

Lin Sheng covered her nose and pushed hard to open the door of the warehouse.

It was empty, almost the size of a school classroom.

On the dirty and greasy ground, a pile of burned campfire remained.

A simple wooden bench was placed in the corner, and the feet were covered with white-green mold.

Lin Sheng glanced quickly and walked to a clean corner of the warehouse.

Then take a large folded piece of plastic paper from the black schoolbag.

"Fortunately, I expected this in advance."

He unrolled the plastic paper and spread it on the ground.

The entire plastic paper is more than one meter wide and two meters long. The background color is dark red.

Lin Sheng once again took out the other materials in the schoolbag.

Silver powder, deer blood, human blood. Each of the three items was placed in a small bowl and pressed against plastic paper.

Soon, there was a hint of blood in the storeroom.

Lin Sheng moved quickly and skillfully, took out a dip pen again, began to dipped some frozen human blood, and scribed on plastic paper.

For this moment, he practiced many times before.

About five minutes later, a small circle of **** ritual appeared on the plastic paper.

The circle array is densely engraved with a large number of crossed vertical and horizontal lines, and the intersections of some lines are marked with twisted and mysterious symbols.

None of these symbols are ancient Rennes, mostly unknown characters that Lin Sheng could not understand at all.

Four round spaces were left in the densely packed lines.

Lin Xiaoyi mixed human blood, deer blood, and silver powder according to a certain ratio to make a **** slurry similar to a paste.

This slurry was then poured into the blank spaces of three circular arrays.

Three disgusting dark red slurries, dripping on the same dark red plastic paper, looked inconspicuous.

What Lin Sheng wants is this effect.

If the contrast is too large, it can be seen at a glance that the danger is too high.

"The last one, Sequoia."

Lin Sheng took out a square gray wooden block from the schoolbag.

This is the raw wood he bought directly from the wood processing factory. For such a small piece, it cost him more than 700.

The price of redwood in Celine is far more valuable than other woods. Because many people use this thing for wood carving.

After doing all this, Lin Sheng stood before the round array.

It was late at night, and there were no candles necessary for the ceremony in the movie, and there was no messy bite to spit the tongue and spray blood.

He just stood in front of the circle, and began to chant the starter slowly and lowly.