Of course, Xu Wentang would not share the same bed with this fat man, and he couldn't sleep with two people in that single bed.

Wang Hu hit the floor.

However, what made Xu Wentang extremely speechless was that Wang Hu snored while sleeping and thunder rolling in the sky made Xu Wentang unable to sleep.

Xu Wentang was crazy and woke up Wang Hu three times in a row. However, the fat man fell asleep before him every time. As soon as he fell asleep, the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

【A fat man sleeping soundly like thunder】

Come on, Xu Wentang took the headphones and put them on his ears, turned on the volume, covered his head with a quilt, and played with his phone while listening to music.

"A family massacre occurred in Jinghua Community, and all six of them were killed."

"A male corpse was found in Luhua Park, and his death was miserable."

"Strange! All 800 cattle in a cattle farm in the suburbs died suddenly overnight."

...

Xu Wentang opened a forum and unexpectedly saw dozens of tragedies and murders.

"When did the public security situation in Shanhai City become so bad?"

Almost in the middle of the night, Xu Wentang began to be confused and sleepy surged.

Suddenly, he felt a trace of familiar chill spread, from lying on his side to sleeping on his back. When his eyes were slightly opened, he saw a woman in white floating above his head, her long hair drooping, and suddenly wrapped around his neck, and a suffocation came.

"ah!"

Xu Wentang screamed suddenly, lifted the quilt, sat upright from the bed, covered in cold sweat, his face pale, his eyes wide open, and bloodshot was covered in the whites.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Xu Wentang gasped and breathed in fresh air.

Calm down a little.

Looking around, the morning light shone in through the window frame, and Wang Hu was sleeping on the floor with his butt sticking out.

"I had a nightmare." Xu Wentang breathed a sigh of relief, touched his uncomfortable neck, and felt his urge to urinate, so he got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and after peeing, he went to wash his hands. As soon as he stood in front of the mirror, Xu Wentang's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

There were bruises on his neck.

It looks like a strangle.

The scars left on the neck were strangled with ropes or...the hair was severely strangled.

"I'm in trouble." Xu Wentang was speechless. It seemed that he would not have the comfortable daily life he wanted for the time being.

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, the police came to his house.

Today is Sunday, and parents don’t have to go to work.

There was bruises on Xu Wentang's neck, which could not be hidden from his mother's eyes, so Wang Xiuli immediately called the police.

My father Xu Bohu also became nervous and made several calls in succession to inquire about the erosioner.

My sister Xu Wenjuan didn't go out to play, and sat in front of her laptop and asked for news in her college circle of friends.

In addition to the two superintendents, a man in a suit also came over. He was about fifty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his beard was neatly trimmed, and he looked very graceful.

After being introduced by the Superintendent, I found out that he was a special expert from the police station, named Chen Zhang, and everyone called him Professor Chen.

"Professor Chen, comrade police, what's going on? What exactly is the erosioner?" Wang Xiuli's voice was a little anxious.

Professor Chen looked at Xu Wentang, took his pulse, and then said calmly: "Don't worry, your son's condition is not serious."

He paused and looked a little serious, "What I want to say next is temporarily listed as confidentiality level. You can listen to it, but you cannot spread it outside, let alone publish it online. Do you understand?"

Xu Bohu nodded and expressed his opinion: "I understand, even if you say that our family can keep their mouths under control."

Professor Chen nodded, sighed, and said, "About sixty years ago, my teacher first discovered the existence of eroders. Their form is a smoky smoke without substance. What's strange is that they can penetrate any substance. Even if we easily trap them with seals, they can penetrate and escape."

"Once a person is entangled by these black smoke, he will go through three stages of attack: the first stage, when a person is affected by black smoke in his sleep, it leads to nightmares, mental fatigue, and over time, his qi and blood are depleted and he is exhausted;

In the second stage, the body was eroded by black smoke and became neither human nor ghost. It had a serious tendency to violently attack people and animals around it. The teacher initially named black smoke "plague", but later changed it to "erosioner" based on their characteristics of eroding the human body;

In the third stage, black smoke and humans are completely integrated, which is the worst situation. Once completely eroded and merged, they cannot be separated. The eroded people's strength has skyrocketed, destroyed human nature, vicious and cruel, and become a killing machine without emotion and reason. There is currently no effective way to treat it, so they can only kill quickly."

This made everyone suck in a cold air.

Obviously, Xu Wentang's condition was in the first stage. He was depressed and glanced at Wang Hu and said, "Why is he okay? Something happened to me?"

Yes, it was this fat man who caused the erosion.

He snored while sleeping! He was extremely guilty!

Wang Hu was eating melon seeds, turned his head when he heard this, and said heartlessly: "It may be because of your insomnia last night."

Xu Wentang had the urge to kick him to death.

"In my experience, it should be because you defeated the erosioner and were hated by the other party." Professor Chen pushed the glasses frame and smiled: "Your symptoms are mild. Next, as long as you nourish your spirit, exercise hard, maintain strong qi and blood, and temper your willpower, you can eliminate nightmares."

Xu Wentang understood as soon as he heard it: "In other words, the erosioner will only entangle those who are weak and have weak willpower, right?"

"Yes, I suggest you practice a technique of nourishing the body and bringing the spirit into the body. Meditation for one to two hours a day, and persist for one week, should be completely eradicated." Professor Chen said in a row.

After hearing this, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing off Professor Chen and two superintendents, his father Xu Bohu immediately started to work, contacted an old friend, and got a "Healing Heart Sutra".

This exercise is divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. The first volume is suitable for the first to third sections of martial artists to practice. The middle volume corresponds to four to six sections, and the second volume corresponds to seven to nine sections.

After practicing to the greatest success, the heavenly court is full of jade, and the spirit is tireless, and you will not feel sleepy even if you don’t sleep for three days.

However, I like to sleep in... Xu Wentang's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't want to practice this kind of mental exercise at all. However, in order to get rid of the entanglement of the erosioner, he had to bite the bullet and accept the exercise.

It is impossible to practice qigong.

Xu Wentang has only one hobby - boy, start your performance!

"Well, according to the description of the Heart Sutra, practicing the first three levels of the first volume, a trace of white smoke will appear on the top of his head." Xu Wentang's mouth curled up, and he thought of a common plot in martial arts dramas.

“Hehe, I’ll try it too.
Chapter completed!