Chapter 1075: Chapter 1047 Zhang Jing’s Encounter
Zhang Jing’s condition was indeed sowhat poor; in fact, it was rather bad.
Li Chen noticed at first glance that Zhang Jing’s spirit was quite listless, sowhat like she hadn’t slept well. Yet, upon careful perception, Li Chen realized that Zhang Jing’s weakness wasn’t spiritual but rather a true physical frailty.
Looking at Li Chen, Zhang Jing seed hesitant to speak.
Li Chen pondered for a mont, then asked, “Are you also planning to go to Luoyuan Village?”
“Big Brother Chen, are you going to Luoyuan Village too?” Zhang Jing asked.
“To be precise, I plan to go to the village in the forest,” Li Chen replied.
The last ti Zhang Jing and others also went to the Miao Village, so Li Chen saw no reason to hide it.
“I plan to go there too,” Zhang Jing said, and while speaking, she seed to recall sothing, her expression dimming a bit.
“So…” Li Chen hesitated for a mont, then said, “In that case, it ans we should be companions on this journey. Also, we tead up before. Since we are companions, would you mind telling what exactly happened?”
Zhang Jing hesitated a bit, then sighed lightly and said, “Alright, Big Brother Chen, I trust you.”
Zhang Jing indeed planned to go to the Miao Village.
However, unlike last ti, this ti she’s not going for sightseeing but seeking so form of release.
After returning with a group of friends last ti, everyone resud their normal lives, treating the trip to the Miao Village as an enjoyable adventure.
But a month later, unexpected things started happening.
The friends who went with her to the Miao Village began to fall inexplicably into comas, one by one.
And once they slipped into a coma, none woke up again. Zhang Jing watched her friends sink into a bizarre sleep, falling into panic.
Initially, these individuals rely appeared fatigued, with poor spirits. However, as ti went by, these symptoms began to intensify infinitely.
From poor spirits and drowsiness to randomly falling asleep, until ultimately, they could not wake up.
So far, aside from herself, all her companions who went to the Miao Village are in this state of perpetual sleep, with none able to awaken.
Hospitals have attempted countless thods but were unable to solve this issue or awaken those in slumber. Doctors said, with modern dical ans, they couldn’t explain this phenonon.
In other words, these individuals may never wake up again, not until their death.
Zhang Jing began to realize that the root of the issue might have been that trip to the Miao Village.
With determination, Zhang Jing arrived alone in Yuanguang City, searching for an answer or, you could say, for liberation.
Though she’s the last one not to have fallen asleep, her condition was quite poor. She often felt fatigue and beca rather drowsy.
Her trip here aid to find a way to save herself and her companions, but if there is no way, she decided to sleep in the place where it all started.
This was the release she sought.
Upon hearing Zhang Jing’s account, Li Chen fell silent.
Such happenings to ordinary people indeed seed too terrifying and grotesque.
Yet Li Chen had witnessed significant events before, having seen the Enchanted World, Exotic Creatures Small World, and such; an event like this evidently wouldn’t frighten him.
“If it’s alright, shall I check on you first?” Li Chen paused and asked.
“You should know, I know so dical arts.”
Zhang Jing nodded without hesitation.
She had long known Li Chen wasn’t an ordinary person. Not to ntion the last ti he helped her; the mory of him single-handedly driving off a pack of wolves in the hotel still lingered vividly in her mind.
Now that the hospitals can’t do anything, perhaps Li Chen might have a solution?
In Zhang Jing’s heart, there was still a sliver of hope.
They say that masters hide among the common people, and wasn’t Li Chen evidently such a master?
Li Chen nodded and directly took Zhang Jing’s hand.
Zhang Jing’s face blushed slightly, but she kept her silence.
Of course, Li Chen had no other intentions; as he held Zhang Jing’s hand, a thread of True Qi flowed from his hand into Zhang Jing’s body.
The vehicle swayed gently, and amidst the quiet inside the car, the sound of wind outside the windows occasionally echoed, along with the sowhat warm sunlight, inducing a slight drowsy feeling.
On the bus, many knowing there was still a long journey ahead, closed their eyes to rest.
Zhang Jing had even less resistance to such conditions, yawning several tis soon after. Additional warmth flowing through her body made her feel comfortable, and she dozed off sitting.
Li Chen turned his head, slightly perplexed.
Because he was sitting right next to Zhang Jing, after she fell asleep, her head naturally leaned on his shoulder.
Looking at the girl beside him, Li Chen hesitated for a mont but ultimately didn’t wake her up.
This girl was indeed quite pitiable.
Such incidents occurring to a common person were practically catastrophic.
After checking, Li Chen’s vague initial suspicion was confird.
Zhang Jing was indeed afflicted by a Gu insect.
Moreover, the power of this Gu insect was quite similar to that within Zhong Tian and Zhang Yuwei; it was a type of symbiotic Gu insect that absorbed life essence.
The symbiotic Gu was tiny and concealed within the human bloodstream. Even modern instrunts would struggle to identify their presence, and even if found, there’s little to be done.
With modern dical techniques, unless all the blood was drawn from the body at once, these entities couldn’t be eliminated, explaining why hospitals were powerless against them.
Indeed, such things and modern dicine existed in entirely separate domains.
Gu art was initially a technique created in ancient tis for healing illnesses.
However, as Gu art spread, so began using these fantastic thods to achieve selfish goals, and the art’s malign reputation spread before it gained genuine fa.
Though initially ant for healing and saving lives, two entirely different paths diverged.
Li Chen’s brow furrowed slightly; Zhang Jing’s situation was sowhat similar to Zhang Yuwei’s. Although he could cleanse the Gu from Zhang Jing’s body, there was a precondition.
Zhang Jing’s body couldn’t endure such a cleansing.
“It seems, we can only go there to find answers.”
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