When the full moon is in the sky, the glow of the hazy light pierces through the vast expanses of primeval mountains!

A small mountain village dotted among them was shrouded in raging flames, russet blood and water spread down the mud, and dozens of corpses of various sizes, sitting or lying on their backs, overlapped on the ground, died in a miserable state.

The notched coiled steel knife was held vertically in front of Wenqi's chest, knocking down the last ogre woman.

Holding the knife in his left hand, his right arm pressing against the back of the knife, hoping to use his own weight and the blade of the knife to break through the arms of the ogre under him.

Death - just listen to his bang.

In exchange for a crisp ding, the long knife could not withstand the wrestling between the two sides, and broke in response, and the first half of the blade jumped, slashing across the side of his face, and pulling a slight wound on his cheek.

The ogre's eyes below him suddenly radiated a victorious bloodthirsty light, and a petal-shaped, stinking saliva tongue stretched out from his mouth, covered with sharp teeth, like a wriggling starfish, quickly buckled towards Wen Qi's face.

At the moment of crisis, Wen Qi used all his strength to shrink his head and slide violently, and the broken blade instantly entered its chest cavity with the weight of inertia.

The hands that grasped the hilt of the knife shook the momentum, breaking the other party's heart.

By the light of the fire, it was possible to see all the corpses dressed in rudimentary woven straw clothes, hairless, gray complexion, and only sesame seed size pupils in their eyes, the rest of which were occupied by the whites of their eyes, and some of them had long tongues that hung out of their mouths like flower wrappers.

Ogre - This evil cannibal race, similar to a humanoid, is scattered in all corners of the exiled continent in another world, and its ability to reproduce is like that of rats.

Wen Qi, who was wearing homemade leather armor, bowed his head and knelt on one knee, his chest rising and falling violently, and the blood-stained broken knife was stuck vertically into the ground, supporting his body.

The long, messy and greasy hair obscures the face, making it difficult to see the face.

The firelight, accompanied by the billowing smoke, rose into the air, like the smoke of a beacon fire that issued a warning.

In the primeval jungle not far away, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with roars, from far and near, dozens of prime-aged ogres who went out to hunt rushed from the edge of the woods, bare blue-gray upper body, staring at Wen Qi's eyes, bloodthirsty with excitement, octopus's tentacle-like long tongue, quickly stretched out from the mouth, scattered and twisted.

In their expressions, there was no sadness or anger at the slaughter of the old and weak in the village, which was their nature, and in the case of food shortages, cannibalism was normal for ogres.

Wen Qi slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of tired and calm eyes from between the broken hair, he let go of the handle of the knife, sat down on the ground with difficulty, looked at the oncoming ogre, and muttered: "Finally, I can go home again, slaughter all of your village mothers, I see how you can reproduce." ”

The low voice was magnetic, and I saw him slowly reach out from between the neckline, take out an old gold pocket watch, and with a crisp sound, press and pop open the cover, and the time scale displayed on it is not only 1 to 12, but also a strange 13, and the hour and minute hands are staying straight on the 13 scale.

Tick ~ Tick ~ Tick ~ The uniform second hand was turning to the same hour, and there were still 2 seconds left, and the ogre who was rushing to the front approached, waved its claws, buckled towards the top of his head, and the long tongue ejected and extended at the same time, rolling towards his face, and Wen Qi could even smell the rotten smell from them.

The three needles merged, and the pocket watch made a ding-dong sound, announcing the arrival of a certain moment, and Wen Qi disappeared in place in an instant.

The ogre pounced, threw a, hissed angrily, crawled to the corpses of his own kind, and tore at the corpses of his kind. The ogres who followed him joined the devouring group at the dinner party.

The stump was flying at the scene......

The broken knife standing on the side, under the refraction of the moonlight, was imprinted with this crazy scene.

……

In a suburban villa in S City.

"Uh~ah~~" Wen Qi, who returned to the real world, rolled off the bed with his temples in extreme pain, his teeth clicked, and beads of sweat from his forehead ran down his cheeks and into his neck. I couldn't tell how long it had been, but the intense sequelae of the crossing finally gradually subsided.

With his hands propped up on the floor, Onki's lungs took a deep breath of air, his eyes bloodshot.

Touching his neck, the pocket watch was still hanging on his chest, looking down, the dark gold shell carved with a mysterious totem, with the rubbing of the thumb, the concave and convex cold and hard texture was clearly fed back to the brain, telling its existence and truth.

"What the hell is this broken watch of yours?" Wen Qi roared and ripped off his pocket watch with all his might, the thin alloy chain strangling his stamina with a bloody streak.

This pocket watch is like a shackle, forever imprisoned on him, which cannot be thrown away, burned or broken.

Until he died.

The origin of this pocket watch starts from the early days of the Wen family's reform and opening up, when the Wen family was in a state of decline, and in order to make a living, my grandfather followed a group of Tufuzi who fled from Guanzhong to leave their hometown and start a tomb robbery business.

Years later, my grandfather brought back a lot of money and a mysterious gold pocket watch, and the family thought that good times had finally come, but they did not know that the nightmare had just begun.

First, the grandfather disappeared mysteriously, and then continued along the bloodline, from growing up to young, and completely disappeared every few years or decades, as if evaporating out of thin air, without any clues, and finally could only be classified as a missing person file.

Three years ago, when my grandmother was dying, she took out this old golden pocket watch from under her pillow, handed it to Wen Qi, and told him the family's shocking secrets.

Everything is a pocket watch playing ghosts, there is a continent in a different time and space, once it is selected, the watch hand turns to 13 at all times, it will be forced to suck into another world, until after death, it will be accompanied by that person's blood relatives, descendants and grandchildren inherit infinitely, to Wen Qi's generation, there is only one of his lone seedlings left.

The question of why the uncles did not marry for the rest of their lives was also opened. It is no wonder that every generation of new students, both male and female, is forced to practice boxing hard and recruit killing techniques.

The scale of the pocket watch is counted as a month, and every hour of the hour hand is counted as a month.

Others can only see 12 hours, but the person chosen by it can see the extra 13 hours, which is weird and magical.

The other world in the table is called the "Exile Continent", and there are many strange races and murderous opportunities.

When the pocket watch rotates again, it will be brought back to reality again, year after year.

Wen Qi calculated that 13 months had passed in the other world, but only one month had passed in reality, and vice versa, and the problem might lie in the weird 13 scales.

Reality and other worlds are constantly circulating, and he slowly begins to lose sight of whether he is real or not, and his schizophrenia is severe, or maybe everything is just an illusory dream, including a pocket watch.

My grandmother found out about this when she was tidying up the warehouse in her grandfather's attic and found out about it. She didn't dare to tell Wen Qi's mother, because her father had also disappeared, and he was afraid that her daughter-in-law would not accept the truth and do something stupid.

Wen Qi was 22 years old at the time, not long after graduating from college, and now he is 25 years old, and he has spent three years in another world. He had tried to discard or even bury the watch, but in vain, when the time came, he would still be teleported away, and the watch would be returned to his possession.

The only consolation is that the curse of the pocket watch is only for the Wen family, and the mother is not involved.

I just don't know what will happen to this pocket watch when he is also dead and the Wen family's bloodline is completely cut off.

Not...... Not...... Hmm, the mobile phone on the bedside that was muted vibrated and interrupted Wen Qi's memories, picked up the phone, looked at the caller ID, Wen Qi took a deep breath, trying to restrain his emotions.

"Hey~ Mom."

"Xiaoqi, have you come back from a business trip? Mom remembered that you said you were going home today. Some time ago, you kept saying that you were busy, and you didn't dare to call to disturb you, and I didn't go home for almost two months, I just went to the vegetable market and saw that there was a land for vegetables to sell, and my mother knew that you loved to eat, so I bought more. If I go home tonight, Mom will get a little more. Mother's voice of concern is always so gentle.

A year apart from another world, how many people can understand the pain of being homesick and not being able to go back, hearing his mother's voice again, Wen Qi burst into tears in an instant.

"Good...... Okay, Mom. Wen Qi struggled to restrain his choked voice.

"Xiaoqi, it's okay, why does it sound weird."

"It's okay, Mom, I may have caught a cold on the train that came back last night, and my throat is not very comfortable today, so I'll just drink more hot water when I go back."

"You kid, you won't take care of yourself outside, you have to go out to rent a house alone, then don't say much, I'll go out immediately with some banlan root powder, come back at night to drink, hang up."

"Well, hang up, I'm in a meeting at the company."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qi put down the phone, wiped the tears from his face, and looked at the electronic clock on the bedside table. Tuesday, April 30, 2024 at 13:17 p.m.

Wen Qi's family is on the outskirts of S City, and in order not to be discovered by his mother, he lied and said that he had found a high-paying design job in the city center, and the round-trip distance was too long, and he had to work overtime every day, so he wanted to rent a small room in the city to facilitate his work.

Although the mother was reluctant, considering that the child was now older and always had to go out, she finally agreed.

Wen Qi has a huge amount of savings, which is a current passbook that his grandfather sandwiched in his diary, and he doesn't need to think about it to know how he got the money. The otherworld and reality in the table can carry each other dead things.

In the past three years, he has never come into contact with any other race, including humans, except for ogres, and has been hiding in the primeval mountains on the border of the Terran Empire.

Ginseng and reishi can be found everywhere, some of which are taller than others, and they can no longer be counted by year. I picked a lot of them last year, but my mother didn't eat them, so I dried them and threw them in the attic of the old house, feeling like they were about to become moldy.

Get up and walk to the bathroom, take off the bloodstained animal skin armor and underwear, revealing well-proportioned and strong muscles, and the large and small scars on the body, old and new, criss-crossed. He took out the medicine kit from under the washstand, did a simple sterilization and bandage of the new wound, and then cut the long greasy hair short, and the movements were skillful and sophisticated.

After taking a hot bath comfortably and changing into new underwear, Wen Qi came to the mirror, wiped off the mist on it, looked at his haggard appearance, and thought about how to explain to his mother.

With a height of more than 1.8 meters, angular cheeks, horizontal eyebrows and sharp mouth, and his broad shoulders and back, there should be many girls pursuing him, except for those dark and cold eyes, which destroys the temperament of this type of man and adds three terrifying alienations.

That's the kind of eyes that have really experienced life and death, and their hands are stained with blood.

Whew~ Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, I hope my mother won't ask too carefully, Wen Qi put on a bathrobe, threw the blood-stained clothes and sheets into the backyard barbecue grill, and didn't turn around and leave until it was burned.

This is a single-family villa he bought in the name of his mother, the location is remote, the transportation is not convenient, the only advantage is that the villas are far enough apart, the trees are densely covered, the fence is high and wide, the environment is quiet and quiet, no one will come to disturb.

In order to cope with his mother's 'detection', he also rented a small square hardcover house in the city, with one bedroom and one living room, with complete supporting facilities, and he would clean it every few days to make it look like he was living.

Life and death are unpredictable, he is afraid that he will die in another world one day and become a missing person, and he has tried to confess the truth to his mother many times, but in the end it is all gone, it is really difficult to speak.

Who can accept the fact that their children will die at any time, and that may be a kind of torture for their loved ones.