Chapter 30: Ghost press (1/2)

Huh! Huh!

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

”Is it because of the recent excessive blood loss that has caused problems with cardiac function?” Zhou Wen has never had such an experience. He wants to open his eyes and sit up to make his body better.

But Zhou Wen was not able to open his eyes, nor was he able to sit up, or even move his fingers. It felt like he wanted to get up and pee in his sleep, but he couldn't get up.

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

What made Zhou Wen feel worse was that his body seemed to be pressing something, and it was getting heavier, and his chest was stuffy, and he was almost out of breath.

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 press that my grandfather told me when I was a kid?” Zhou Wen thought secretly.

Because Zhou Wen's dad is very busy with work and he has no mother, Zhou Wen's grandfather took care of Zhou Wen as a child. Previously, every night, Grandpa would tell stories to coax Zhou Wen to sleep.

Most of Grandpa's stories are ghost stories, and maybe there are stories of mysterious mobile phones, but Zhou Wen was too small at that time, most of the stories are not remembered, only a few particularly scary ghost stories, Zhou Wen's memory is particularly deep Until now, I can't forget, among them there is a ghost press.

Zhou Wen felt that his current state was very similar to the ghost press that Grandpa talked about. His mind was very clear, but he could not move without waking up.

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

This feeling continued from midnight to more than six in the morning, Zhou Wencai suddenly restored control of the body, suddenly sat up from the bed, ran into the bathroom, facing the toilet was a sudden vomit.

Wu Zhouwen felt that he was about to spit out bile, and still felt a little uncomfortable.

”What the **** is going on here? Shouldn't it be as simple as eating a stomach?” Zhou Wen suddenly thought of what happened to Jingdaoxian last night, and couldn't help but startled: ”Shouldn't it be related to Jingdaoxian?”

Xi Zhouwen washed his face, turned to the living room, and took out the stack of purple metal cards that he had stored in the drawer.

The metal card has no changes. The three words of the fanxian script are not heavy or light, and are clearly engraved on the metal card.

”Xiandao Xian is moody. I rejected him before. He gave me the fanjing Su absolutely uneasy. Maybe the problem lies on the metal card. Is it possible that it is poisoning?” Zhou Wen was very suspicious. The purple metal card was covered by the channel. Sin has given hallucinogenic drugs and can affect the human body through skin penetration.

The school had taught common sense in this area, and Zhou literature was also good. The purple metal card was placed in a glass vessel with pliers, and after some simple tests, no toxin reaction was found.

”Is there no poison on it? Or is it that the composition of the toxin is special and cannot be detected by ordinary simple methods?” Zhou Wen frowned slightly.

He struggled for a while, Zhou Wen felt that his body seemed to be back to normal again, his heartbeat slowed down, and he didn't feel like vomiting.