"Standing in front of you, I'm really uncomfortable, this feeling that you know everything, I can't hide anything, can't you pretend to be confused? Do you know that talking to you is very stressful! The prince said angrily.

"There's no way around it, that's how my personality is, so there are a lot of people who don't like me or even fear me, since most things can be 'seen' for me, you can't expect me to poke my own eyes blind." Yang Yannian shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

"Well, now that you know what my intentions are, you can tell me everything I need to know, I'm really too lazy to tempt you, anyway, I can't calculate you." Wang Ziyi said casually.

"It's a pleasure to talk to straightforward people, and it's really a headache to communicate with some people who always only speak half a sentence......" Yang said after thinking for a while: "Then let's talk about this text message you received recently, right?" ”

"I don't care about this text message the least, but since you're going to say it, you're happy, and you'll tell me everything I can know anyway, won't you?" Wang Ziyi seems to have developed a unique way of dialogue with Yang Annian, no matter how Yang Annian plays suspense with him, Wang Ziyi is now a "If you are happy, I will accept it all".

"Why do I feel so panicked inexplicably...... Yang Annian frowned, but continued: "The phenomenon of text messages like this is not an exception in Linyang City recently, but a city-wide event. Hundreds of people have received text messages, and it has set off a chain of events that I have named 'Omen Messages'. ”

"Omen text message? What is it a portent? Does it portend anything? Why do they seem to me to be meaningless prank text messages? "The prince's righteousness is really unimaginable. What those little poems that don't know what to say can portend.

"Supernatural events, the omen of supernatural phenomena, there are only five known omen text messages that have been sent, and three of them have been realized, such as the recent disappearance of students and police officers in Linyang No. 1 Middle School, the 676 flight incident along the coast, and even the coma incident of your son, and the disappearance of the body in the middle of the night at the First People's Hospital, all of which are inseparable from these omen text messages, according to the experience of eight years ago. As long as these text messages are sent, a series of supernatural and supernatural events will inevitably be born. Yang said calmly.

"So who sent these text messages? What does this text message indicate? Wang Ziyi took out his phone again and glanced at the strange NO.5 text message.

"There are two sources of text messages that I have identified so far, the first one. It is the existence of certain natural regularities. Yang said.

"Can this kind of text message be automatically generated? What you said is really vague, what is the existence of regularity? Wang Ziyi felt that the more Yang Annian said, the more outrageous it became.

"I mean, there's no definite personal will behind these kinds of text messages, it's just a natural phenomenon or something. Just like before it rains, the sky will be full of dark clouds. The wind inevitably blows the leaves, and the power of the other world is transformed into the mode of electronic signals in the real world through certain mediums. These text messages are not aimed at a specific group of people, and everyone encounters them just at the right time, but once they receive a text message, they are destined to not escape the events that the text message portends. At present, it can be determined that the characteristics of this type of text message are that the scale is relatively large, and once it occurs, it is basically more than ten victims who receive this type of text message at the same time. This type of text message has been identified, such as the No.2 text message received in the hospital morgue. The No.3 text messages received by all passengers on the flight at the same time are usually concurrent with large-scale malignant incidents. Yang Annian then smiled and added: "If there is any vicious incident that will endanger the whole city one day, probably everyone will receive such a warning text message at the same time." ”

"Although most of them can understand, I don't understand the point of you talking to me about this, I don't believe that one day everyone in the city will encounter any supernatural events, then it is not called supernatural, it is called the end of the world." Wang Ziyi never understood what Yang Annian was thinking, but tried his best to keep up with his rhythm.

"Ahh......h This, it really has nothing to do with you, I just want to find someone to share my recent research results," Yang Annian scratched his head embarrassedly, and then said solemnly: "But the next thing to talk about is related to you!" The second type of text message I am talking about is the kind of text message that is consciously guided by someone. ”

"Can supernatural events still be consciously guided by people?" Wang Ziyi can always hear something subversive here in Yang Annian.

"Maybe eight years ago this kind of thing was a fantasy, I don't believe it myself, but now, it's completely possible, because some people ...... has given himself to the abyss. Yang said solemnly.

"You must know that this world is actually dark everywhere, but most of the darkness and taboos are sleeping, and some special people who see this world through the abyss, they can guide the power of the abyss and wake up those sleeping darkness in advance, which is the so-called manipulation of the occurrence of 'supernatural events'." Yang said with an understatement.

"The biggest feature of this type of text message is that it involves a small area, but it generally changes the fate of a single individual. And the text message you received was deliberately sent by some people, and it was aimed at the three members of your Houhai Band. Yang said meaningfully.

"I really can't believe that a text message can happen to us, Yang Annian, my patience is about to run out, you know, my son is still lying in the hospital and I don't know if he is alive or dead, the only reason I'm still here to chat with you is worried about the eldest sister, if you let me see her, I can rush back to take care of my son, what do you want to do, I don't care at all." Actually, I just want to keep my distance from you, and I want to roll as far as I can. Wang Ziyi's impression of Yang Annian has never been good, the person in front of him is mysterious, powerful, and almost omniscient, but Wang Ziyi always feels that he is playing with everyone with a very bad attitude, every word he says seems to have ulterior motives, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, you have a good chat with him, you may find that he has dug a big pit waiting for you to jump down as soon as you turn around.

"But this text message foreshadows Liao Qingyin's death, even if it is, don't you care about it?" However, Yang Annian's next sentence dug a pit that Wang Ziyi had to jump into, and Yang Yannian smiled and chanted part of the text message:

"The girl who loves to sing is buried under the tree, and she still sings the song that never ends in her throat......"

"What do you mean by that? The eldest sister is alive and well, who would want her to die? We still have so many dreams that have not been realized, and so many songs that we have not sung, what bastard would ask her to sing some song that has no ending? Wang Ziyi said angrily, Liao Qingyin's suspected mental illness a few days ago had already worried him and Zeng Zhi enough, and now Yang Annian personally said to him like a prophecy that Liao Qingyin was about to die, how could he accept this kind of thing?

If it was someone else who announced that Liao Qingyin was going to die, Wang Ziyi would probably only come forward angrily and beat him up, but it was Yang Annian sitting in front of him, what he said, Wang Ziyi had already been confirmed by experience, and it would almost definitely become a reality, and Wang Ziyi had to worry and be frightened.

"You have a way to save her, right? Since you mentioned it to me, you must have your plan, right? Tell me, as long as I can save my eldest sister's head, I can do it on the knife mountain and down the sea of fire! Wang Ziyi said without hesitation.

"Originally, such a text message would almost definitely be triggered, and there was no possibility of lifting, but if we preemptively grasp the source of all this, the anonymous person behind the scenes that led all this to happen, it may be possible to contain the 'death' that is happening or will happen, but first, what we need is the key to open the door to another world, after all, the so-called anonymous person is hiding in a very deep place in the spiritual world!" Yang Yannian's eyes narrowed, and his black eyes flashed with the kind of black light that made the prince extremely uneasy.

"If you want to get him out now, all you need is that song, a new song that Liao Qingyin is composing recently, and Liao Qingyin's song can't do without any of you in the Houhai Band! So I need you and Zeng Zhi to play this song for me for real! Yang Annian said to Wang Ziyi in an almost pleading tone, and it was the first time Wang Ziyi saw Yang Annian put his posture so low.

"But why is it so absurd? What do you call the 'key' to another world, but it's a song? Wang Ziyi knows what kind of "world" Yang Annian is talking about, but why is it so idealistic? With just one song, you can lead to a world or something.

"You must know that the world is originally a dream of a god, and dreams are naturally absurd, and what woke up that god from a dream was originally just a song." Yang Annian habitually rubbed his eyes again, his eyes flashed with a psychedelic light, he seemed to think of a long, long past, a strange and creepy melody echoed in the depths of his soul.

"Song of the Seven Deaths......" he muttered in a voice that only he could hear, he suddenly turned his head to look at somewhere around him, vaguely feeling that he had some hallucination, but in this form, does he still have such a thing as an illusion?

He had just felt that a girl who had disappeared like the wind was floating in his ears, with slender eyebrows, and whispered to him...... (To be continued.) )