306: Chapter 104: The Discrepancies Between Me and the Whole World 306: Chapter 104: The Discrepancies Between Me and the Whole World Wang Yunxiao stumbled, tumbling to the ground in a clumsy heap.
A whole stick of incense worth of time passed before his muddled brain could grasp what had just happened.
Li Mumu, or perhaps not Li Mumu, was bitten to death by some unknown specter right before his eyes.
He watched as blood splattered on his face, but now, recalling the event, it suddenly took on an unreal, dream-like quality.
There was no blood, no fangs, no corpse, not even the feathers he last remembered seeing.
Nothing was left at the scene, as if everything had merely been a daydream.
Going back further, from the moment he saw Li Mumu today, it felt as though he was dreaming.
Eldest Miss Li certainly couldn’t have looked that way; he knew this clearly in his heart yet, for some reason today, as if under some enchantment, he didn’t expose the truth even though he knew something was amiss.
It seemed as though nothing had happened, leaving nothing but the fierce pounding within his own chest.
The literal heartbeat, his heart felt as it was about to burst out of his chest, causing his limbs to tremble along with it.
These were clear signs of an arrhythmia, a very dangerous precursor to a heart attack.
Wang Yunxiao took a deep breath, slowly sat down, and pressed on his chest, beginning to breathe slowly.
Everything that had just happened came too quickly, giving him a suffocating feeling of not being able to catch up mentally.
What is going on… What did I just do?
He subconsciously raised his hand and saw that he was still clutching the ice cream stick he hadn’t managed to throw away.
This was not a dream.
The Li Mumu just now…
Wang Yunxiao pulled a notebook from his pocket and almost burnt his hand in the process.
This inconspicuous notebook actually had a high-level self-cleaning function; it could erase writing and withstand burning or soaking in blood without any damage.
However, when he opened the notebook, he found that an entire page had turned to ash and disintegrated instantly upon contact with the air.
The graphics card burnt out?
Just when Wang Yunxiao thought this notebook was done for, a line of text slowly appeared on a preserved page.
“The white wolf howls, destroying all evidence of its existence.”
“Angel descends, leaving behind a mark of time and space here.”
The notebook didn’t speak in riddles; in Wang Yunxiao’s experience, it always described facts objectively from an observer’s point of view, exactly as written.
If he didn’t understand, the problem was not with the notebook, but with himself lacking necessary information.
The white wolf… Does that mean the creature that appeared just now was actually a white wolf?
Angel… the kind with wings?
Wang Yunxiao carefully recalled that at the very end, he indeed had seen feathers dancing in the air, as if a pigeon struck by a baseball had its feathers blown off.
No, there’s too little information, I can’t understand it at all.
The immediate priority is to confirm Li Mumu’s condition.
She certainly can’t… well, even if it wasn’t actually her, there’s no reason for someone else to run up and perform such an act in front of him.
Wang Yunxiao leaned on the railing and struggled to stand up, and only then did he hear the noisy sounds around him.
He turned toward the sound and saw dead fish of various sizes floating on the river, and on the opposite riverbank, directly across from where he stood, an ancient willow that looked a hundred years old had been snapped in half.
Its vast crown had fallen into the riverbed, drawing gasps from the people on both banks.
“Was there just lightning?”
“I don’t know, was there another explosion somewhere?”
Listening to the frightened murmurings of the passersby, Wang Yunxiao looked uncertainly at his fist.
Was that the punch I just threw?
Had I activated the Gene Lock?
His mind had not thought much at the moment; he had instinctively executed the first move of the Hengshan Boxing Technique from “Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers”, the basic and simple Long River Sunset.
“If you insist it’s the Horse Stance Punch, it’s almost right, basically the pro max version of the Horse Stance Punch.”
Although it didn’t break through the barrier of time, how did this punch break the large willow tree across the river?
Did I throw this punch?
Wang Yunxiao even doubted himself, trying to repeat the motion a few times but couldn’t capture that feeling again.
It felt like he was missing some detail, but his mind was groggy now, and he couldn’t remember anything.
Wang Yunxiao stuffed his notebook and popsicle stick into his pocket, and staggered back to the main street, hailing a rickshaw.
It wasn’t time to be frugal now.
After a bumpy ride, he arrived downstairs at Li Mumu’s house, and Wang Yunxiao stood at the door, thinking carefully about what he would say next.
He surely couldn’t just knock on the door and ask: Old Man, my ghost fire won’t get lost under your building, right?
That would be a crime he wouldn’t even be able to complain about if he were murdered.
He needed to use information about the Faceless Ones instead.
They even dared to swap out police officers in the station; for someone like Boss Mu, who had no means to resist yet rich family resources, they would likely not hesitate to strike.
After preparing his speech, Wang Yunxiao raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The one who opened the door was Li Ya, which was normal since Boss Mu would be at work at this time.
A proper person wouldn’t skip class and avoid responsibilities like Wang Yunxiao every day.
Wang Yunxiao struggled to seem polite and well-mannered.
However, Li Ya’s response broke his composure right away.
Wang Yunxiao was stunned on the spot.
Li Ya shook her head, saying, “Sorry, but we don’t have anyone called Li Mumu in our family.”
Wang Yunxiao was dumbfounded.
He suddenly realized: “I didn’t say Li Mumu was a child!”
Li Ya widened her eyes in surprise, saying, “My daughter’s name is Li Lingling.
I am sorry, I misunderstood.”
Wang Yunxiao was even more confused now.
“Your daughter, Li Lingling…
how old is she this year?”
“She’s just about to start, not even two months old yet.
I just named her last month.”
Li Ya stroked her flat belly, her face showing a mother’s loving smile: “Young Hero Wang, did you perhaps remember the wrong name?”
Wang Yunxiao was silent for a moment, then he looked up and asked, “Then Mrs.
Li, does Jiang Yinyin still live here?”
Li Ya turned and called into the house, “Yinyin!
Your Brother Wang is here to see you!”
Then Wang Yunxiao saw a maid in an apron run out of the kitchen, wiping her hands and surprisedly saying, “Brother, why are you here?”
Wang Yunxiao looked at Jiang Yinyin, who showed neither fear nor a slight shy toward him, finally realized what had happened.
This was Time-Space Retrospection!