Nightmare’s Call

The morning sun slanted in from the window and landed on the desk, reflecting a pale yellow reflection.

Lin Sheng lay silently in the bed, opened his eyes, and looked calm. There was only a hint of regret in the pupils.

"No!" He awakened suddenly, got up quickly, and stood up from the bed.

Alas.

Lin Sheng lifted the quilt, got out of bed, opened the drawer and took out the pen and paper.

After a rustling noise, he placed it on a white piece of paper on the table and clearly recorded the previous line of writing.

A line of ancient Lane text.

Lin Sheng carefully stared at this line of silently written text, which was the cover of the book and a line of handwriting he had just forcibly memorized from his dream.

The black Gulene text on white paper was like a line of fine metal fragments, sharp and scattered, but arranged in a neat line.

It looks like fragments, which is the most typical feature of Gulene's writing. This is also the key reason why Lin Sheng can recognize its characteristics in a word.

"Interesting ..." Lin Sheng pursed his lips.

In previous lives, he was engaged in this type of profession that is extremely keen on words. At this time, facing the unknown words again, his long-lost enthusiasm gradually burned.

"I didn't expect the Guren script in the dream, but it was actually recorded, and it was still decent."

Touching his chin, Lin Sheng's old problems were committed again.

He intends to try to translate.

"Guren's text. As long as you make specific inquiries on the Internet, translation is not difficult. It is not possible to change to ordinary people, but I am a professional who has been engaged in ancient language studies for five or six years. . "

Lin Sheng settled down, carefully folded the paper and put it away.

He was curious, what exactly would the ancient Rennes memorized in his dreams be translated?

"It's the first time in my life that I have been exposed to this kind of text. I didn't expect it to be in a dream. I hope that it will not be translated into a bunch of garbled characters."

Lin Sheng gathered up the paper, got up and started to get dressed.

One day's daily life is about to begin again.

After having breakfast at home, he changed into school uniforms, carrying a school bag, and walked out slowly, then took a slow bus and hurried to the school all the way.

There are no waves, class, break, lunch, continue to class, rest.

Until afternoon, nothing special happened.

Lin Sheng focused on reviewing the materials in preparation for the weekly quiz. Only in my spare time will I have the time to open the Gulene note and split the phrases one by one. I plan to check it online.

"There will be a mobile book fair in the first place, do you want to check it out? It said that a lot of mobile book vendors came."

Immediately after school, Shen Yan turned around and whispered.

"Mobile book fair?" Lin Sheng thought for a while, remembering what this thing was.

In fact, it is a group of book sellers, both receiving and selling used books. Be regarded as a second-hand seller bookseller. In this age of underdeveloped networks, it is one of the few hobbies for students to dig up books.

"Let's go together. Maybe you can get a lot of miscellaneous things." Shen Yan warmly invited with a warm attitude. Obviously she wants to go.

"I won't go now, no money." Lin Sheng calmly said.

"Don't you just get hundreds of pocket money? I saw it yesterday and you have the whole money in your pocket." Shen Yan sneered.

"That money will take a long time."

"There is no such shop after this village, you really don't want to go? Maybe you can get some good books, and the price is still cheap." Shen Yan winked at Lin Sheng with a wink, and smiled ambiguous.

Lin Sheng was expressionless.

"I really have no money."

"One for a few dollars, then you will have one for me, and share them together." Shen Yan lowered her voice and approached.

"..." Lin Sheng understood what she was talking about.

The so-called "a few dollars" refers to the most popular small white book among students, that is, the small yellow book.

The cover is printed with a variety of small and beautiful women's patterns in the small book, which contains mostly taboo content that makes people bloody.

These small white books generally only sell one for four yuan, a uniform price, but the content varies. Although Shen Yan is a girl, she likes to buy such small books sneakily.

"How about? When we count our common property, I will look at it for a week, and then I will give it back to you. After that, I can rent it out, fifty cents a day." Shen Yan mysteriously said.

"... I'm not interested." Lin Sheng was silent, squeezing out a sentence.

"Hehe." Shen Yan looked at him with a smile, "That's it, I'll meet you at the school gate."

After that, she turned her head and started packing.

Although a girl, Shen Yan never considered herself a girl. Relations with Lin Sheng in the class are like buddies.

She has a big temper, and gets along well with boys. It feels like an ordinary boy.

If it wasn't for the bulging **** and buttocks, they were constantly reminding others that this was a female, and Lin Sheng didn't really look at her as a girl.

How can a girl take a boy to buy a little yellow book ...

Lin Sheng was speechless. It was the only thing left in the past, let alone now.

He had a desire to refuse, and now all his thoughts were in the words written down in that dream.

A hint of curiosity drove him to translate the text as soon as possible.

"It's good if you don't go shopping. I remember seeing pirated dictionaries of ancient Rennes before at the second-hand book stalls. It's cheap, and you should be able to look at them if you buy them."

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng had a little interest.

Soon after packing up the test papers, two students from outside classes came to Shen Yan to borrow study notes. Shen Yan asked Lin Sheng to wait for her at the gate.

Lin Sheng was carrying a schoolbag and stood beside the school gate bored.

A wave of students in blue and white uniforms came out of school and walked out of the open school gate.

In the setting sun, every student's figure was tinted red.

The shouts of kicking after school, from time to time, floated from the playground.

There are also students riding bicycles to ring the bell and pass by.

Lin Sheng stood on the side of the iron gate, taking a deep breath involuntarily. The lukewarm temperature made him feel as if oxygen had penetrated into the lungs, and the exhaust gas in the lungs was completely emptied.

"Gone!" Shen Yan didn't know where it came from and patted him on the shoulder.

The girl tied her hair into a ponytail and wobbled her head. Both eyes looked around with a wry smile.

"I brought a dark cloth bag today, and we can buy more by then."

"..." Lin Sheng wanted to say that I was not interested at all.

He is now more interested in translating that text, but speaking such words may be a bit of a blow to Shen Yan's enthusiasm.

He paused, still refusing to speak.

"I was going to pull Ali, but she was thin-skinned," Shen Yan whispered.

"..." She was not thin-skinned, but knew that there were boys together, and she was embarrassed to come at all.

Lin Sheng knew that Ali was also Shen Yan's best friend, the only friend in the class.

But with him in general.

The two didn't talk much. They quickly walked along the side of the road, turned around two corners, and quickly found an alley in an old neighborhood.

The alley is only two hundred meters from the school, and it is full of various book stalls.