A Manual for Surviving a Weird World

Chapter 377 A Touch of Red Lips

Compared to Xia Yubing's hesitation and fear of consequences, Fenwu's judgment and actions were extremely decisive.

With only a moment's hesitation, in the blink of an eye, Fenwu stepped out of the door and disappeared, leaving only a closed door in front of Xia Yubing.

Oops.

Xia Yubing steeled herself and chased after her. After leaving the bedroom, she subconsciously looked towards the stairs, but she couldn't see Fenwu anywhere. Then, a muffled thud came from downstairs in the villa. Xia Yubing turned around abruptly, grabbed the railing, and looked down. She saw a pool of dark red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs splattered on the ground floor. In the pool of blood, Xiao Tao, dressed in a maid's outfit, staggered to her feet.

The villa has a floor height of about 7 meters. The first floor is made of concrete and inlaid with a whole piece of cut hexagonal white marble. If a person falls from the second floor, there is no soft material to cushion the fall. The person will die instantly if they land headfirst and suffer hemiplegia if they land feetfirst.

The pool of blood on the ground and the yellow-green fragments of internal organs all indicated that Fenwu was now paralyzed from the waist down. However, Fenwu did not stiffen for even a second after falling to the ground. He staggered to his feet and walked towards the garage. Blood flowed down his thighs, soaking his stockings and leaving a series of bloody footprints.

……garage?
"She's trying to escape!?" Xia Yubing was taken aback. Without thinking, she jumped over the railing and landed on the ground floor.

With a crisp crack, it was the sound of a broken femur. Xia Yubing's physical condition was much better than Fenwu's, but with a height of seven meters, it was impossible not to get injured.

Xia Yubing endured the excruciating pain, closed her eyes, and stopped observing herself. At the same time, she released her left hand that was pinching the tongue of the Ghost Blowing Lamp.

She opened her eyes after silently counting to three. Her broken leg bone had healed completely. Not far away, Fenwu ran towards the garage without looking back.

Just a moment ago he was limping and staggering, and now he can run?
Without time to think, Xia Yubing strode after him.

She didn't know what Fenwu was trying to do. Was she going to drive away? But this villa had clearly been cut off and sealed off by the rule of "drawing a circle around the house," so even if there was a car, it couldn't be driven out. Moreover, after doing this, the inkwell had run out of ink.

Could it be that Fenwu has hidden something in the garage that could help her break out of prison?
The thought had barely crossed Xia Yubing's mind when it vanished. A rumbling engine sounded, and a champagne-colored family sedan drove out of the garage, sped across the lawn, and rushed out recklessly. It was Xiao Tao's usual grocery-getter.

Fenwu slammed on the gas pedal, and the car sped past. Xia Yubing quickly jumped onto a flower bed to take cover. In a flash, she vaguely saw a semi-transparent, ferocious ghost crawling behind the driver's seat, blowing wisps of cold wind from its lips.

"Xiao Tao..."

The voice of the ghost blowing out the lamp rang out.

But the next moment, the car roared out of the courtyard gate and disappeared from Xia Yubing's sight after turning a corner.

"They... got out already?" Xia Yubing blinked, somewhat bewildered. "Wasn't this villa already sealed off by Mo Dou? How did Fenwu get out?"

Xia Yubing had personally experienced the effects of the ink line. The area marked as a prison was a veritable sealed prison, and neither gamblers nor the God of Wealth could escape—and this was even with Ning Zhe having deliberately left an opening.

Xia Yubing left no gaps in her encirclement this time. She clearly remembered that she completely sealed off the entire villa, without even leaving herself an escape route. Under such circumstances, how did Fenwu get out?
Xia Yubing climbed over the courtyard wall and came outside. The sidewalk next to the wall was paved with brownish-red bricks, and a few fallen leaves drifted down from the trees and swirled into the courtyard.

“It’s gone.” Xia Yubing bent down, her gaze sweeping across the brick path repeatedly, searching for a long time, but she still couldn’t find the ink line she had left while driving: “Fenwu actually has a way to erase the ink line drawn by the ink marker? How did she do it? I clearly…”

Xia Yubing, still somewhat unwilling to give up, left the sidewalk and walked onto the road. She reached the middle of the road without any hindrance, and only then did she finally confirm that the ink line had indeed disappeared.

Now, even if I drive back, I won't be able to catch up with Fenwu. Let's go back and tell Ningzhe what happened here first.

I wonder where the Ghost Blows Out the Lamp has gone with Furious Wraith… Xia Yubing turned and walked back, taking out the inkwell from her pocket, which had run out of ink. She felt a little disappointed. Even ascension items aren't invincible. It's not surprising that they would fail against an ascendant of Furious Wraith's level. “Hmm…?” Xia Yubing suddenly froze, looking down at the inkwell in her hand, her eyes widening in surprise.

There was still ink in the inkwell.

Xia Yubing weighed the inkwell in her hand; its weight was exactly the same as before. She then used the ink stick that came with the inkwell to measure the amount of ink remaining inside, and it was exactly the same as when she received the inkwell from Ning Zhe.

"The ink lines I drew have disappeared."

"The used ink has also been returned."

"It's almost as if... I've never done the 'drawing an ink line' thing before."

Xia Yubing held the inkwell in both hands, looked up at the villa in front of her where there was no one alive, and felt a chilling fear envelop her.

Instead of erasing the ink lines, he made her draw ink lines that she had never drawn before.

Is Fenwu really such a terrifying being? Can it not only alter people's memories, but also the facts that have already happened in this world?

This is no longer within the realm of ascendants, but rather "gods," isn't it?
Xia Yubing fled back to the villa as if escaping, and went back to the study to pick up the notebook that had fallen on the floor.

Not long after, in an inconspicuous office building in Taoyuan City.

An ordinary office worker squatted in the toilet, closed his notebook, and revealed a hearty smile.

"Found you." Ning Zhe smiled and murmured to himself.

Xia Yubing's fear and unease were conveyed through her writing. Her incoherent descriptions and frequent typos all demonstrated her intense emotional fluctuations. In just a few minutes of negotiation, Fenwu had left a deep shadow of despair in Xia Yubing's heart.

Unlike her, Ning Zhe was not intimidated by Fen Wu's unbelievable methods and unfathomable attitude. On the contrary, he was now feeling genuinely happy.

When playing against an opponent like Fenwu, the worst thing is never how good their hand is, but that they don't play their cards.

Without playing a card, it's impossible to determine what cards he has in his hand, let alone how to respond.

Once the opponent plays their card... things become simple.

Ning Zhe got up, flushed the toilet, and wrote a few lines in his notebook:

Don't be afraid for now; Fenwu is too preoccupied to attend to you.

I've found where Furious Blaze's true form is hiding.

I'll go kill him right now.

(End of this chapter)