"The three banned music in the world, do you know?"

Seeing Ning Huanxin's shameless questioning expression, Tang Jiyao couldn't help but smile: "Find a cafe and say slowly, it's not good on the street, you are a public figure."

The two people found a cafe nearby and chose a clean corner.

As soon as he sat down, Ning Huanxin couldn't help taking off his glasses, and looked at Tang Jiyao seriously.

Tang Jiyao said slowly: "The world's three most forbidden songs, also called death music, have been circulating in the music industry. It is said that anyone who hears those three songs will commit suicide."

suicide……

Ning Huan took a deep breath.

Wang Nianping's wife Zhi Lin committed suicide, and so did Tang Yelan.

"The "Thirteenth Pair of Eyes" you just asked me is one of the three most forbidden songs in the world, and it is also the oldest and most mysterious song, because everyone who has heard this song is dead, so... Is it the major film and television series, novel magazines, or the Internet that the scores of this tune circulated on the Internet are all fake. This banned song has disappeared for many years, so it is called the disappeared banned song."

Tang Jiyao's voice was very low, and his expression was also very serious when talking about this.

It turns out that the thirteenth pair of eyes is the name of a song of death.

So, what does this task refer to? death? repent? Or, the devil's...eyes?

Thirteen is not an auspicious number, it represents-betrayal, death, and... endless pain.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly interested in this thing?"

Tang Jiyao glanced at Ning Huanxin, then suddenly leaned over and whispered in a low, mysterious voice: "Did...you have encountered something bizarre again? Can you tell me?"

Ning Huanxin:...

Xueba, you want to study non-human species again, right?

"Nothing, bizarre thing? Do you think I am a detective elementary school student? In fact, I suddenly heard someone mention this today. I don't understand it myself, and I feel so scumbag! I'm so ignorant and shameful."

Ning Huanxin showed an awkward expression at Tang Jiyao. She is now very good at acting, and she is more than enough to fool Tang Jiyao's suspicion.

"So this is ah."

Tang Jiyao's tone was a little lost.

The last time I was in Nanyun City, although a little scary, it was thrilling and exciting.

Tang Jiyao was originally interested in the unsolved mysteries, the origin of mankind, and so on. Recently, he has become fascinated by ghosts and ghosts.

unfortunately……

It was useless for him to study, because nothing strange happened around him.

…………

After drinking the coffee, the two came out of the coffee shop, and Tang Jiyao went to the bookstore again.

Ning Huanxin slowly returned to her apartment, and as soon as she returned to her 13th floor, she saw a figure dangling in front of her door.

"fog?"

Ning Huanxin yelled.

The teenager at the door immediately turned around, blinked at Ning Huanxin, and whispered a little lightly.

"hungry."

Ning Huanxin:...

Okay, Sao Nian, you have an expression of begging for help, sister, I already understand it in seconds.

"come in."

Ning Huanxin opened the door and brought the fog to his apartment.

Fog curled up comfortably on her sofa just like last time. He seemed to particularly like that sofa, and he particularly liked to curl up his whole body.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, Ning Huanxin feels that the fog seems to be a little different again, is it...is it higher?