In the long-lost dream, Zhang Qiansheng turned into a fish, living in a pond with other fish, and they could only go forward, backward, or left and right.

Suddenly, Zhang Qisheng said to the other fish, why don't we go to the surface of the water to have a look? It seems to be a different world than where we live.

The other fish looked at him like they saw a monster, "Are you dreaming?" There is no other world on the water at all, there is only a world that you can see! A large carp said, and the school of fish swam away from him as if fleeing the plague.

Zhang Qisheng huddled lonely in the corner of the pond, and after a long time, he made up his mind to take a leap and leave the underwater world he was extremely familiar with.

Three-dimensional space! Zhang Qisheng, who was like a flat-faced man, looked at this new world excitedly, how wonderful, the new laws of physics, it turned out that the creatures on the water surface could breathe and move without long gills and fins, and these creatures could survive without water

Before Zhang Qiansheng could finish looking at him with a curious gaze, a giant hand that he couldn't understand pinched him and threw him into a black hole.

He has become himself again, just a few years younger, in the afternoon, Xia Zheng and Xiao Ye walked hand in hand on the street, the sun shined down through the leaves, dividing the space into pieces of gold, Xiao Ye, who was wearing a school uniform, showed an innocent smile to himself with candy in his mouth, Zhang Yusheng was extremely relieved, and wanted time to stand still forever.

But time really stood still, the sky sent a dazzling white light, the clouds were torn apart like broken cotton wool, and the smiling face of Xiaoye in front of him was forever frozen at that moment, and his and Xiaoye's bodies turned into filaments and drifted apart like dandelions.

"No !!" Zhang Qisheng screamed in his heart, this is a cry from the soul, a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

After waking up, Zhang Qiansheng hugged his head and cried like a demon, threw out the cash box, the banknotes were scattered all over the ground, and after crying for a while, Zhang Yuansheng took out an iron box from under the bed with blank eyes and took out the key and walked to the locked wardrobe, the moment he opened the lock, several yellowed cards floated out, and each card had a line of beautiful imitation Song pen words, which clearly wrote, Zhang Qiansheng, born on March 7, 1991, at the age of 21 -

Go back two months to when the global blue lock chip was unraveled.

On this day, Zhang Yuansheng came out of the company very late, the night wind was gusting outside, the rustle of leaves could be heard from time to time, and the dim street lamps seemed to be flickering as if the power supply was insufficient. Zhang Qiansheng tightened the briefcase under his armpit and stepped up to walk on the empty street.

When he was in a hurry, Zhang Yuansheng's eyes were suddenly attracted by an unusual thing on the road, the black outline was long, but the water chestnut was clearly easy to identify, and it was clearly the shadow of a person.

But when I looked up, the empty streets were unusually quiet, except for the occasional small sound of wild cats flipping through the garbage cans on the corners.

Thinking that he had stayed up all night and was dazzled, he couldn't help but rub his eyes, and when he looked closely, the ghostly shadow was still there, and the shadow of no owner stuck to the ground like burnt asphalt.

Zhang Yuansheng was stunned by this strange scene, which did not conform to the laws of physics at all, but what surprised him even more was still behind, looking down, his shadow, I don't know when it disappeared, under the leather shoes was the road illuminated by the street lamp, and the body was like a suspended transparent paper stepping on the ground.

After running home, Zhang Yuansheng wrapped himself in the quilt with his hard work, and did not mention the incident of this night to anyone.

But the matter didn't end like this, there was a strange sound from the ceiling that night, much like someone threw down a marble and jumped and then rolled with the floor, this kind of sound Zhang Qiansheng often heard when he was a child, and it was very rare when he grew up, Zhang Qiansheng once knocked on the upstairs door after hearing this sound, and the family upstairs said that if he found a marble at his house, he would lose money to Zhang Qiansheng, whose child would play marbles in the middle of the night? And even if you really smash the marbles on the floor, you can't hear it downstairs, it is said that this strange sound belongs to one of the world's unsolved mysteries, many people have heard it, and it is a fallacy to explain it by the moisture or gas collision of reinforced concrete, some people have done experiments, and no matter what the situation is, it is impossible to simulate the sound of real marbles bouncing, and superstitious people say that this sound is the sound of the devil's eyes falling to the ground.

Zhang Qiansheng broke out in a cold sweat, because he knew that he lived on the top floor, and there would never be anyone upstairs.

Pray that the sound will end soon, so that he can sleep in peace, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, the sound of marbles not only did not subside, but became louder and louder, more and more sound sources, one, two, three, Zhang Qisheng involuntarily counted.

"Bang la" It was like a naughty child knocking over the glass jar, and then there was a dense sound of marbles falling to the ground on the entire ceiling wall, and after all the marbles were bouncing and tumbling down, there was a more scalp-numbing sound, a heavy iron chain, which was dragging on the ground and making a metal friction sound against the ground.

One, two, three, different from the chaotic sound of marbles just now, the sound of chains seemed very continuous, like a row of unjust souls wearing heavy shackles, marching in a procession on the roof of a building.

Zhang Qiansheng finally couldn't stand it anymore, I don't know where he got the courage, picked up the flashlight in the drawer and put on his slippers, he decided to go to the roof to see what happened, whether it was a person or a ghost?

After opening the rooftop door, without using a flashlight at all, Zhang Qiansheng clearly saw a row of figures, looking at his face by the moonlight, and suddenly, fear was like a huge palm, tightly wrapping Zhang Yuansheng's heart. He was so overwhelmed that he only had three words "hell" going over and over in his head.

Zhang Qiansheng, who was originally an atheist, couldn't help but believe it, in front of him was a figure he was extremely familiar with, a "person" who should not appear. Uncle Zhang's son downstairs**.

Because it is the family,** and Zhang Qiansheng have a good relationship since childhood, often play together, grow up and have more contacts, and Zhang Qiansheng,** also mixed not very well, in recent years has been in the home trading company to others to drive, sometimes also responsible for delivery, two weeks ago, ** on the highway had a car accident, this is an ordinary rear-end collision, but because people did not get out of the car in time, was rear-ended by the rear truck caused a secondary accident, the old Beverly car is like a paper shell, tightly pressed between the two trucks, It is said that when it was pulled away, the whole body was pressed less than a meter long, and the body could not be sent to the funeral home at all, so the person who picked up the body with a shovel picked up a pile of minced meat and sent it for cremation. Zhang Qiansheng's family also sealed a large envelope of 2,000 and a bed of flower quilts to the painful old Uncle Zhang.

But the person in front of him, the real one, is **, even if it has been burned to ashes, Zhang Qiansheng can still recognize it, I saw ** face pale, wearing rags that do not cover his body, his hands and feet are wrapped with thumb-thick chains, and he is walking slowly on the roof with a row of people who are similar to him behind, walking less than two meters away from Zhang Yuansheng, raising his head and smiling weirdly, stretching out his hand to grab Zhang Yuansheng's shoulder, Zhang Yuansheng wanted to run, but it was like a demon, his feet were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move a bit

Then Zhang Qiansheng's eyes were black and he fainted, and the memory ended here, and after waking up, Zhang Qiansheng found himself lying on the cold floor of the bedroom, only to hear the cicada chirping from the window, and there was a strange sound. Zhang Qiansheng comforted himself that it was just a nightmare, although it was too real to be true, until the next morning, when Zhang Qisheng took a shower, he found a black palm print on his left shoulder.