Fang Xiu had a dream —
In the dream, he became an existence that swam above the river of time.
There was a saying that humans were three-dimensional creatures living in a four-dimensional universe. Every three-dimensional creature was like a grain of sand in the river of time. They could only follow the flow of the river of time. He was a fish in the river. He could swim with the flow, swim against the flow, and even jump out of the river of time. He was a high-dimensional creature that had jumped out of the restraints of the time dimension.
Although he could not change the flow of the entire river of time, nor could he reverse the flow of time, he could let himself travel through time at will and jump out of the restraints of time. This feeling was simply amazing.
"I am God!"
Then, then he woke up.
Fang Xiu washed his face and put on his glasses. He looked at himself in the mirror. This was a tall and thin young man in his early twenties. Other than his hair being cut short, which made him look more energetic, there was nothing special about him.
Fang Xiu's chin was still dripping water as he looked at himself. His eyes were filled with doubt. "Why did I have such a strange dream?"
Fang Xiu's name was once said to be somewhat inauspicious. It had a taste of death. However, what Fang Xiu did not expect was that from today onwards, his life would move on to the path of death.
After Fang Xiu finished washing up, he looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall. It was exactly 8: 23 am He rented a room on the first floor, and the lowest floor was the garage. He had to open the door and go down a flight of stairs before he could walk out of the apartment building and start his busy day of work.
However, when Fang Xiu walked out of the door, he did not notice a figure standing on the stairs. A pair of cold eyes looked at Fang Xiu who was walking out.
He wore a black hood and was dressed like a delivery man. He held an axe in his hand, raised his feet, and jumped onto the window at the corner of the corridor. His posture was standard, like a professional diver.
He held a fire axe in his right hand. The blade of the axe was very large, and the shape looked a little curved. It was said that it was made according to some kind of ergonomics. It was casually taken down from the corridor.
He stretched out his hand and closed his eyes. It was as if he was feeling the wind, or as if he was about to soar in the wind. His knees were slightly bent, and his feet were gently tapping on the windowsill below.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Fang Xiu walked out of the corridor and stepped out of the apartment building. The man jumped down from the sky like a stopwatch. He carried a huge force and smashed Fang Xiu's head with the axe.
The method was quite cruel. The axe broke through the skull and was embedded in it. Fang Xiu did not have time to react before he knelt down.
The murderer pulled out the axe, and suddenly, brain matter and blood splattered out. When Fang Xiu's body fell to the ground, it was unknown whether it was because he was not completely dead or because his nerves were twitching, but his body bounced up and down like a dying lobster. It looked extremely terrifying.
"What? I'm dead? " Fang Xiu's face was stuck to the cement floor. His eyes were filled with shock and fear. Everything that he saw turned blurry and then into darkness.
Drip drip!
This sound was like a drop of water falling into the world. It broke all space and order, creating endless waves. From the river of time and space, an invisible hand grabbed Fang Xiu's consciousness and soul.
Without sight, this was a strange and mysterious view of the world. The whole world, the tall buildings, the land, everything turned into grids and lines.
Then the grids and lines kept turning blurry. Everything was retreating crazily, turning into afterimages. The lines merged and disappeared, and the whole world became pure white.
Fang Xiu saw a silver pocket watch hanging down from the sky. The silver watch was exquisite and gorgeous. It was filled with a classical and graceful style, but it was so huge that Fang Xiu could not even see its whole body. In front of it, Fang Xiu was like a grain of sand floating in front of it. In the whole white world, only Fang Xiu and this huge clock were left.
The clock was unimaginably exquisite. On the surface of the watch, all the tools that could be used to measure time kept appearing and disappearing. There were watches, sundials, hourglass engravings, incense seals, sand clocks, oil lamp clocks, candle clocks, and so on. All the tools that Fang Xiu had seen, not seen, knew, and didn't know could be seen on it.
A corner of the interior was revealed, and one could see that it was made up of countless tiny gears. There were also countless special symbols engraved on it.
Drip drip!
When Fang Xiu looked at it, the second hand of the clock finally started to move. The stationary gears started to move like a chain reaction.
Drip drip! Drip drip! Drip drip! The second hand of the hollowed out pattern moved faster and faster. It was almost like an afterimage, causing the minute hand to rotate violently.
Ding dong!
Finally, like an alarm bell, it indicated that the time was up.
At this moment, Fang Xiu opened his eyes. He was awake again.
Fang Xiu looked at himself in the mirror. He was holding a cup in one hand and a toothbrush in the other. Suddenly, the toothbrush and cup in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.
"What the hell?"
Fang Xiu raised his head sluggishly 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 have returned to ten minutes ago. At this moment, outside the apartment building, there was a guy eyeing him and preparing to kill him.
The pain of the axe breaking his skull and the despair of facing death were still deeply engraved in Fang Xiu's mind. Fang Xiu didn't know why the guy wanted to kill him, but Fang Xiu knew that he would never let it go. He must let the guy have a taste of what he felt.
"The guy should have jumped down from the window at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. He must still be squatting there!"
"This is a premeditated, planned murder!"
Fang Xiu rushed into the kitchen angrily. He picked up a fruit knife and decided to go upstairs to kill the bastard. He had just ambushed him. This time, it was his turn to send warmth and surprise to the guy.
Fang Xiu was extremely angry, but he wasn't a reckless person. He just didn't believe that he couldn't defeat the guy with a sneak attack, knowing the guy's position and movements. This was an insult to his strength. He had never admitted defeat in a fight since he was a child.
He carefully opened the door and walked up the stairs on his tiptoes. He leaned against the staircase railing and slowly walked up. Then, he raised his head and secretly observed the guy's position and movements.
However, when Fang Xiu saw the guy, the killer had already discovered Fang Xiu's trace and was already prepared.
He finally saw what the killer looked like. It was a man with a black hat on his head and a red takeout uniform. When Fang Xiu saw him, the guy had already rushed down.
His speed was incredible, and his footsteps were like flying. He didn't rush down from the stairs, but stepped on the wall and came down horizontally. His footsteps seemed to be attached to the wall, ignoring gravity.
Speed, afterimages, as fast as lightning!
He raised his hand, twisted his body, swung his axe, and combined it into one!
The sharp axe flashed with a cold light. Before Fang Xiu could react, the opponent's axe blade had already slashed across Fang Xiu's neck. The strength was so strong that it directly cut through the skin and cut through the cervical vertebrae.
Fang Xiu's entire head was chopped off. His head flipped a few times in the air and smashed onto the ground like a rotten ball. Blood splattered from his neck and dyed the entire staircase red.
Speed, strength, technique, and awareness were all crushed. The mysterious and coquettish movement made Fang Xiu realize that his failure and death weren't just because of the sneak attack. This time, the guy had beaten him face to face.
The guy killed him with his own ability. It couldn't be said that he was giving up his head.
Tick tock!
The exact same scene appeared again. The consciousness and soul left the scene, and the world turned illusory. It entered a completely white world with a huge silver clock hanging down.
However, this time, for some reason, the bottom of the white world was infected with a layer of black. Even the silver clock's color became darker. As the clock rang, it announced the end.
He was still in front of the mirror!
He was still holding the cup and toothbrush!
Fang Xiu calmly threw the cup and toothbrush on the ground and returned to the sofa in the living room. He lit a cigarette sadly, took a deep puff, and exhaled.
Clouds and mist surrounded him. His eyes were filled with a trace of sadness that couldn't be erased. The decadence he felt was comparable to Brother Sharp.
Then! He picked up the phone!
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