Fang Xiu had a dream——

　　 In his dream, he became a being swimming in the river of time.

There is a saying that human beings are three-dimensional creatures living in the four-dimensional universe. Each three-dimensional creature is a grain of sand in a long river, and can only flow down with the river in the time dimension, and he is a fish in the river. He can swim along, can also go upstream, and even jump out of the river of time, he is a high-dimensional creature that has jumped out of the constraints of the time dimension.

　　Although he can not change the flow rate of the long river of time, nor can he let the long river flow backward, but he can let himself go through the time freely, jumping out of the shackles of time. This feeling is really refreshing.

　　 "I am God!"

　　 Then, then he woke up.

Fang Xiu washed his face, put on his glasses, and looked at himself in the mirror. This is a tall and thin young man in his early twenties. There is nothing special except that the hair is short and straight. Yes.

　　 Fang Xiu's chin was still looking at him dripping with water, and his eyes were full of doubts: "Why do you have such a strange dream?"

　　 Fang Xiu's name was once said that it was a bit unlucky, and it sounds death, but what Fang Xiu did not expect is that from today, his life is on the road to death.

After Fang Xiu finished washing, he looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall. It was exactly 8:23. He rented the first floor. The lowermost floor was a garage. The door was opened and a staircase was needed to Get out of the apartment building and start his busy day and work.

　　 However, Fang Xiu, who had just walked out of the door, did not see the guy standing above the stairs who stood up with a pair of indifferent eyes looking at Fang Xiu who was coming out.

　　 He wore a black hood, and he wore the same as a takeaway. He held an axe, raised his feet, and jumped onto the corner window of the corridor. The standard posture was like a professional diving athlete.

　　He holds a fire axe in his right hand. The axe blade is very large, and the shape looks a little curved. It is said that this is based on what human mechanics Barbara made, and the other party took it from the corridor.

　　 He stretched his hands straight and closed his eyes, as if feeling the wind, and as if he was about to fly, his knees were slightly bent, and his feet were tapping on the windowsill underneath.

"One!"

　　 "Two!"

"three!"

　　 Fang Xiu walked out of the passage and stepped out of the apartment building. The other party was like pinching a stopwatch. He leapt from the sky and carried huge power. An axe knocked Fang Xiu's head.

　　 The method was quite cruel. The axe broke its head and was embedded in it. Fang Xiu fell to his knees without any response.

The murderer pulled the axe out, and suddenly the brain sputum and blood spattered out. When Fang Xiu's body fell to the ground, he wondered whether it was because he was not dead or because the nerves were twitching. Like the dying lobster, it looked terrible.

　　 "What's going on? I'm dying?" Fang Xiu's face was against the concrete floor, his pupils were full of surprises and fears, everything he saw with his eyes turned to haze, and finally he fell into darkness.

　　 "Tick!"

　　 This sound seems to be a drop of water in the world, breaking all space and order, setting off endless waves, from the long river of time and space, an invisible imaginary hand, grabbed Fang Xiu's consciousness and soul.

　　 This is a peculiar and mysterious view of the world. The whole world, high-rise buildings, the earth, everything is transformed into grids and lines.

　　 Then the grids and lines continued to blur, everything was receding madly, turning into residual images, the lines and lines merged and disappeared, and the whole world became pure white.

Fang Xiu saw a silver pocket watch hanging from the sky. The silver clock was exquisite and gorgeous, full of classical grace style, but hugely occupied the entire field of vision, even Fang Xiu could not even see its whole In front of it, the tiny one are like a grain of sand floating in front of it. The whole white world is left with Fang Xiu and this huge clock.

The clock is exquisite and unimaginable. Above the case, all the tools that can be used for timing continue to appear and are disillusioned. The watch, sundial, leaked carving, incense seal, sand clock, oil lamp clock, candle clock, etc., Fang Xiu can see all the timing tools known and unknown to the world.

　　The exposed corner inside can be seen to be composed of countless small and dense gears, and there are countless special symbols engraved on it.

　　 "Tick!"

　　 When Fang Xiu looked at it, the second hand of the clock finally started to rotate, and the stationary gear worked like a chain reaction.

　　 "Tick! Tick! Tick!" The second hand of the hollow print rotates faster and faster, close to the afterimage, driving the minute hand to rotate violently together.

　　 "Ding Dong!"

　　 Finally sounded like an alarm bell, indicating that the time has come.

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

　　 Fang Xiu looked at himself in the mirror, holding the wash cup in one hand and the toothbrush in the other, suddenly shaking, the toothbrush and the cup fell on the ground at the same time.

　　 "What the hell?"

　　 Fang Xiu dullly raised his head and looked at the perpetual calendar. The time on it was 8.11.

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

The pain of the axe breaking through the skull, and the despair of facing death, are still deeply imprinted in Fang Xiu's mind. Fang Xiu doesn't know why the other party wants to kill himself, but Fang Xiu knows that he will never be like that. Forget it, be sure to let the other person taste his feelings.

　　 "That guy should have jumped from the window on the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and he must still be there!"

　　 "This is a premeditated, planned murder!"

　　 Fang Xiu rushed into the kitchen angrily, picked up a fruit knife, and decided to go upstairs to slaughter the bastard. He was going to attack him. This time it was time to change and give the murderer a warmth surprise.

　　 Fang Xiu was very angry, but it was not a rash thing, but he didn't believe it. He knew the position and behavior of the other party. Can a sneak attack also fail on the other party? This is simply an insult to his strength, and he hasn't taken it softly since childhood.

He carefully pushed open the door, tipped his feet along the stairs, and slowly walked up the stairs handrails, then raised his head and secretly observed the other party there and the other party's movement.

　　However, when Fang Xiu had just seen the other party, the murderer had already found Fang Xiu's trace, and he had already sat down and prepared.

　　He finally saw what the murderer was like. This is a man with a black hat on his head and a red take-out uniform. When Fang Xiu saw him, the other party had already rushed down.

　　 The speed is incredible, his steps are flying, he didn't rush down from the stairs, but stepped down on the wall, and his steps seemed to attract the wall, deflecting gravity.

　　 Speed, afterimage, fast lightning!

　　Hands up, twisted around, waved an axe, synthesized one breath!

　　 The sharp axe flickered, and Fang Xiu hadn't reacted yet. The opponent's axe blade had already crossed Fang Xiu's neck. It was incredible and powerful. He cut the flesh directly and cut off the cervical spine.

　　 Fang Xiu's entire head was cut off, his head flipped a few times in the sky, and hit the ground like a rotten ball. The blood sputtered from his neck stained the entire stairway.

　　 All-round crushing of speed, power, skill, and consciousness, mysteriously coquettish position, let Fang Xiu know that his failure and death were not just due to sneak attacks, this time they just passed him face to face.

　　 He was killed by his own ability, it cannot be said that he gave away his head.

　　 "Tick!"

　　 The same scene reappeared, consciousness and soul exited, the world was virtualized, and a completely white world was entered, with huge silver clocks hanging down.

　　It's just, I don't know why this time. In the all-white world, the bottom is infested with a layer of black. Even the silver clock has become darker in color. As the bell rings, it is declared over.

　　He was still in front of that mirror!

　　 Still holding a glass and toothbrush!

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

　　 The clouds are hazy, and there is a lingering sorrow in my eyes, and the sense of decadence is comparable to sharp brother.

　　 Then! He picked up the phone!

　　 "Hey! Police?"