Fang Xiu had a dream—

In his dream, he became an existence swimming over the long river of time.

There is a saying that humans are three-dimensional creatures living in the four-dimensional universe. Each three-dimensional creature is a grain of sand in the long river of time and can only flow down the river in the time dimension. However, it is a fish in the river. It can swim along, or go upstream, or even jump out of the long river of time. He is a high-dimensional creature that jumps out of the constraints of the time dimension.

Although he cannot change the speed of the entire long river of time, nor can he let the long river of time flow backward, he can allow himself to freely travel through time and jump out of the constraints of time. This feeling is simply exciting.

"I am God!"

Then, he woke up.

Fang Xiu washed his face, put on glasses, and looked at himself in the mirror. He was a tall and thin young man in his early twenties. Except for his short hair, he looked more energetic.

Fang Xiu looked at him with water dripping on his face, his eyes full of doubts: "How could he have such a strange dream?"

Fang Xiu's name was once said to be a bit unlucky and had a taste of not stopping until death, but what Fang Xiu did not expect was that from today on, his life would go on a path of not stopping until death.

After Fang Xiu finished washing up, he looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall. It was exactly 8:23. He rented a first floor and the garage at the bottom. He had to push the door open and go down a staircase before he could walk out of the apartment building and start his busy day and work.

However, Fang Xiu, who had just walked out of the room, did not notice a figure standing up on the stairs, and looked at Fang Xiu who was walking out with cold eyes.

He was wearing a black hood, wearing a delivery guy, holding an axe, lifting his feet, jumping over the corner window of the corridor, with a standard posture like a professional diving athlete.

He held a fire axe in one hand in his right hand. The axe blade was very large and looked a little curved. It is said that this was made based on human physique Balabala, and the other party took it off from the corridor.

He stretched his hands straight and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling the wind, and as if he was about to soar in the wind, his knees were slightly bent, and his feet were gently tapping the windowsill below.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

Fang Xiu walked out of the passage and stepped out of the apartment building. The other party jumped down from the sky as if he was pinching a stopwatch, carrying huge power and knocked Fang Xiu's head with an axe.

That method was quite cruel. The axe broke through his head and embedded it in it. Fang Xiu had no time to react and fell to his knees.

The murderer pulled out the axe, and his brain and blood immediately sputtered out. When Fang Xiu's body fell to the ground, he didn't know whether it was because it was not dead or because of nerve twitching. He bounced one by one, like a dying lobster, looking extremely terrifying.

"What's going on? Am I dead?" Fang Xiu's face pressed against the concrete floor, his pupils were filled with surprise and panic. Everything he saw in his eyes turned into hazy and finally fell into darkness.

“Tick!”

The sound was like a drop of water falling into the world, breaking all space and order, setting off endless waves, and from the long river of time and space, an invisible illusory hand grabbed Fang Xiu's consciousness and soul.

There is no vision, this is to look at the world from a strange and mysterious perspective. The whole world, tall buildings, the earth, everything is turned into grids and lines.

Then the grids and lines continued to blur, everything was retreating madly, turning into afterimages, lines and lines merged and disappeared, and the whole world turned into pure white.

Fang Xiu saw a silver pocket watch hanging from the sky. The silver clock was exquisite and gorgeous, full of classical and elegant style, but it occupied the entire vision. The big Fang Xiu could not even see its entirety. Fang Xiu was in front of it, as small as a grain of sand floating in front of it. The entire white world was only Fang Xiu and this huge clock.

The clock is so exquisite that it is hard to imagine. On the case, all the tools that can be used to count time are constantly emerging and disillusioned, such as guitar, sundial, miscellaneous engraving, incense seal, sand clock, oil lamp clock, candle clock, etc. All the time tools that Fang Xiu has seen, never seen, know or do not know can be seen on it.

In the corner exposed inside, you can see it consisting of countless tiny and dense gears, and there are countless special symbols engraved on it.

“Tick!”

When Fang Xiu watched it, the second hand of the clock finally began to rotate, and the stationary gears followed like chain reactions.

"Tick! Tick! Tick!" The hollowed-print second hand rotates faster and faster, approaching the afterimage, which drives the minute hand to rotate violently.

"Ding Dong!"

Finally, it was like an alarm bell rang, indicating that the time had come.

At this moment, Fang Xiu opened his eyes and he woke up again.

Fang Xiu looked at himself in the mirror, holding a wash cup in one hand and a toothbrush in the other, and suddenly shook, and the toothbrush and the cup in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.

"What the hell?"

Fang Xiu raised his head dullly and looked at the perpetual calendar. The time above was - 8:11.

Although he didn't understand the situation, Fang Xiu's intuition and everything he saw before told him that he should have returned to more than ten minutes ago, and now outside the apartment building, there was a guy staring at him and preparing to kill him.

The pain of the axe breaking the head and the despair of facing death were still deeply engraved in Fang Xiu's mind. Fang Xiu didn't know why the other party wanted to kill him, but Fang Xiu knew that he would never let it go, and he must let the other party taste his feelings as well.

"That guy probably jumped down from the window at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and must still be squatting there now!"

"This is a premeditated and planned murder!"

Fang Xiu rushed into the kitchen in anger, picked up a fruit knife, and decided to go upstairs to kill the bastard. He had just attacked him, and this time it was time for him to go up and give him warmth and surprise.

Fang Xiu was extremely angry, but he was not a reckless person. He just didn't believe it. He knew the other party's position and actions, and would he not be able to attack him even if he attacked him? This was simply an insult to his strength. He had never given up since he was a child.

He carefully pushed open the door, tiptoed up the stairs, walked slowly up against the handrail of the stairs, then raised his head and secretly observed where the other party was and how the other party was moving.

However, when Fang Xiu saw the other party, the murderer had already discovered Fang Xiu's traces and had already sat down.

He finally saw what the murderer who killed him looked like. This was a man with a black hat on his head and a red takeaway suit. When Fang Xiu saw him, the other party had already rushed down.

The speed was incredibly fast, and his steps were flying. He did not rush down from the stairs, but stepped down horizontally on the wall. His steps seemed to be absorbed by the wall and ignoring the gravity.

Speed, afterimage, as fast as lightning!

Start, twist your body, swing your axe, and form a one-game!

The sharp axe flashed with a cold light. Before Fang Xiu could react, the opponent's axe blade had already cut through Fang Xiu's neck. It was incredibly powerful, and he directly cut off the flesh and cut off the cervical spine.

Fang Xiu's entire head was cut off, and his head flipped several times in the sky, hitting the ground like a rotten ball. The blood splattered from his neck dyed the entire stairway red.

The all-round crushing of speed, strength, skills, and consciousness, and the mysterious and coquettish movements made Fang Xiu know that his failure and death were not just because of a sneak attack, but this time he just passed him face to face.

He was killed by his ability, so he couldn't say he gave him a head.

“Tick!”

The exact same scene reappears, consciousness and soul exit, the world becomes blurred, and enters a completely white world, with huge silver clocks hanging down.

However, for some reason this time, the entire white world was stained with a layer of black at the bottom, and even the silver clock became darker, and the end was announced as the bell rang.

It's still in front of that mirror!

Still holding a water cup and a toothbrush!

Fang Xiu calmly threw the water cup and the toothbrush on the ground, returned to the sofa in the living room, lit a cigarette sadly, took a deep breath, and vomited it out.

The clouds and mist were shrouded in my eyes, and the feeling of decadence was comparable to that of Brother Cialis.

Then! He picked up the phone!
Chapter completed!