Dongdong! Dongdong!

Zhou Wen only felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and it was beating faster and faster, which made Zhou Wen feel as if his heart was about to pop out of his chest.

"Is it because of the excessive blood loss recently that has caused problems with the heart function?" Zhou Wen had never had such an experience. He wanted to open his eyes and sit up and make his health feel better.

However, Zhou Wen was unable to open his eyes, nor could he sit up, and he couldn't even move his fingers. The feeling was like he wanted to get up and pee in his sleep, but he couldn't get up again.

"What's going on?" Zhou Wen had an ominous premonition. He was sure that he was not dreaming, and his mind was very clear.

What made Zhou Wen feel even worse was that something seemed to be pressing on his body, and the thing became heavier and heavier, making his chest feel stuffy and he was almost breathless.

Even so, Zhou Wen still couldn't open his eyes and couldn't move, as if he couldn't wake up in his sleep.

"Did I meet the ghost-pressing bed that my grandfather told me when I was a child?" Zhou Wen thought to himself.

Because Zhou Wen's father was very busy with work and he didn't have a mother, so when he was a child, Zhou Wen's grandfather took care of Zhou Wen. Every night, his grandfather would tell stories to coax Zhou Wen to bed.

Most of the stories of grandfather are ghost stories, and maybe there are stories about mysterious mobile phones. However, Zhou Wen was too young at that time and couldn't remember most of the stories. There were only a few particularly scary ghost stories. Zhou Wen's memory was particularly profound and he still can't forget it until now, and there were ghosts in it.

Zhou Wen felt that his current state was very similar to what his grandfather said about the ghost pressing bed. He had a clear mind, but he couldn't wake up and couldn't move his body.

The body seemed to be pressed by some heavy object, and the heart was beating wildly, which made Zhou Wen feel very uncomfortable. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit.

This feeling lasted from midnight until after six o'clock in the morning. Zhou Wen suddenly regained control of his body, sat up from the bed, ran into the bathroom, and vomited violently at the toilet.

Zhou Wen felt that he was about to vomit out bile together, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's going on? It should be more than just a stomachache, right?" Zhou Wen suddenly thought of what happened to Jing Daoxian last night, and couldn't help but be shocked: "It's not related to Jing Daoxian, right?"

Zhou Wen washed his face, turned around and came to the living room, and took out the stack of purple metal cards he had stored in the drawer.

There is no change in the metal card. The three words "Miscellaneous Immortal Sutra" are neither heavy nor shallow, and are clearly engraved on the metal card.

"Jing Daoxian was moody. I rejected him before. He was absolutely unhappy with the mystery scriptures. Maybe the problem lies in the metal card. Is it possible that it is poisoning?" Zhou Wen was very suspicious that the purple metal card was sanctified drugs by Jing Daoxian, and it can affect the human body through skin penetration.

The school has taught common sense in this area, and Zhou Wenxue is also good. He put the purple metal card in a glassware with pliers and conducted some simple tests, but no toxin reaction was found.

"Is there no poison on it? Or is the toxin component quite special and cannot be detected by ordinary simple methods?" Zhou Wen frowned slightly.

After struggling for a while, Zhou Wen felt that his body seemed to have returned to normal, his heartbeat slowed down, and he no longer felt like he wanted to vomit.

Zhou Wen was a little suspicious if it was really just a trauma. After taking some diarrhea medicines that were always prepared at home, it seemed that his body had completely returned to normal and no abnormal situation occurred again.

While paying attention to his body, he played monster hunting. Now Zhou Wen has the ability to kill General Dust Bone alone in the game, but it only takes a long time, and it takes almost an hour to kill General Dust Bone once.

The second time he killed General Dubone alone in the game, but nothing broke out, which made Zhou Wen slightly disappointed.

Zhou Wen didn't want to waste his blood and reopened the copy of the ancient imperial city, so he could only control the blood-colored villain to continue exploring the depths of the ancient city.

Ancient buildings are one after another, like a huge demon palace. Zhou Wen wanted to enter the ancient buildings to take a look, but he was afraid that he would waste his blood after he died.

The more you walked into the ancient imperial city, the more dry bone soldiers you encountered. When you got to the back, the dry bone soldiers on the street rushed in like a tide. No matter how hard you killed them, you could never kill them, but you never saw General Dark bones appear again.

After fighting until night, there was still an endless sea of ​​dry bones on the street. Zhou Wen had to control the blood-colored villain and chose to quit the game.

He didn't have a good rest last night and was a little tired. He wanted to rest early today and keep his spirits healthy and continue to fight tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Wen fell asleep not long after, but just after falling asleep, Zhou Wen woke up again, and the experience of ghostly squeezing the bed last night came to him again.

The heart was beating wildly, and the body seemed to be pressed by some heavy object, which made Zhou Wen feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn... This is definitely not as simple as eating a bad stomach... it must be caused by Jing Daoxian..." Zhou Wen had the urge to curse.

He had no grudges with Jing Daoxian, but because he refused the real understanding of the demon given by Jing Daoxian, Jing Daoxian just punished him like this, which was really hateful.

After struggling for a night, it was almost the same time as yesterday. The feeling of ghosts pressing on the bed disappeared, and Zhou Wen regained his control over himself.

Zhou Wen got up again and rushed into the bathroom. This time he vomited more severely than yesterday, and he felt like he was about to vomit his stomach.

Just like yesterday, the feeling of discomfort disappeared quickly. If it weren't for the discomfort just now and the things I vomited had not yet rushed down, Zhou Wen almost doubted whether the discomfort just now was just an illusion.

Zhou Wen has now confirmed that something must have happened to his body, and it is probably what Jing Daoxian did to him.

It is obviously not realistic to look for Jing Daoxian now.

The entire Earth Federation has wanted Jing Daoxian for decades, but he was not able to arrest him. It is too difficult for Zhou Wen, a high school student, to find him.

Even if he was lucky and Zhou Wen was really found, Zhou Wen didn't think he had the strength to seek justice from Jing Daoxian.

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Wen took out the purple metal card engraved with the immortal scriptures again. This time, Zhou Wen did not hesitate and directly opened the purple metal card and went to see the content above.

Jing Daoxian once told Zhou Wen that there was an interesting Yuanqi technique that asked him to go back and practice. Zhou Wen guessed whether the solution to physical problems would be in this mysterious immortal scripture.
Chapter completed!