After getting the property certificate of the villa halfway up the mountain that day, she planned to go.
The real estate agent also went there with her. Standing in front of the villa door, looking at the imagined blue brick retro European-style villa, Nan Muran felt at ease for the first time.
Because she knew that as long as she waited here in this life, she would be able to see Si Ye again.
When I opened the door of the villa, the smell of dampness and mold hit my nose directly. I walked through the entrance garden of about 15 square meters and around the porch, which was a huge horizontal hall. The total space of more than 100 square meters was empty.
The dazzling sunlight coming in through the dusty windows on the south side was greatly reduced, making the entire space seem dim and depressing.
Above the fireplace opposite, an old portrait was swaying in the air with a spider web, which looked eerie and scary. And for some reason, the temperature in the villa was very low, and there was an occasional cool breeze that made people shiver.
As soon as you step onto the living room floor, your footprints will be clearly seen on the thick dust.
The real estate agent who came in with them changed his expression several times. This house is too shabby. It's really a loss to buy it for 1.5 million.
Suddenly, there was a creaking sound in the corner, and the wooden door of the nanny's room in the kitchen suddenly opened, hit the wall directly, and bounced back, starting to squeak and shake continuously.
The sudden change scared the agent next to him. He couldn't help rubbing the standing hairs on his arms and his face turned pale.
Nan Muran saw that he was indeed scared, so she said gently, "Go wait for me in the car outside. I'll stay here and take a look by myself."
"I'd better stay here with you." Although the intermediary was very scared, he was too embarrassed to hide away and leave Nan Muran alone in the villa.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Nan Muran said in a gentle tone.
When she was the only one left in the villa's living room, Nan Muran slowly walked to the center of the living room and looked up at the huge copper chandelier that was swaying on the ceiling.
Suddenly, a strange squeaking sound came from somewhere in the villa, accompanied by gusts of cold wind that made people feel creepy.
But Nan Muran still stood there without any fear, and even turned to face the window, trying to feel the warmth of the sun: "I have already bought this villa, and the decoration team will join tomorrow.
I will not be frightened by your little actions, and I can even find your location."
When she first came in, Xiao Liu had reminded her that there were signs of people living in the attic and basement of the house. Combined with what Si Ye had told her in her previous life, Nan Muran roughly guessed the other person's identity.
The gentle voice echoed in the empty living room, and the original squeaking sound suddenly stopped, as if it was thinking about her words.
"I am the only one who can save the person you want to save." Nan Muran continued, "And you only have one chance."
After a while, a man appeared at the kitchen door: "You said you can save her?"
Nan Muran slowly turned around. The man was about 1.75 meters tall, with a sturdy build. His army green suit was a little worn and gray. He had uneven black hair, and his right eye was covered tightly by his hair. There was a hideous scar on the left side of his face, which went from his forehead to his jaw, like a red centipede.
In such a dim and strange environment, a normal person would be scared to death if he looked at the other person suddenly.
"Yes, I can save her." Nan Muran looked into the other person's eyes and continued.
"Save her and I will give you my life." The man's voice was low and cold. He felt that this unbelievably beautiful girl in front of him was a little weird, but he had to pay attention to what she said.
As long as this girl can really save his wife, he is willing to pay any price.
What Nan Muran wanted was for him to say: "Deal."
The man's name was Jiawu, and he was once a member of the world's top mercenary group. His enemies retaliated and wiped out his entire family. When he rushed back, he only had time to save his dying wife.
Although he later wiped out the entire gang of the other party in revenge, he still couldn't save his family's life. After revenge, in order to avoid being hunted for a lifetime, he brought his wife back to this forbidden land of mercenaries and killers, but because he had no legal identity, he could not live a normal life.
Therefore, he has been hiding in this villa with his wife for these years. Nan Muran knew these things in his previous life. In his previous life, Jiawu had helped Si Ye and his friends escape from the basement for the first time. Unfortunately, they were implicated in the end, and both the couple died at the hands of the supernatural beings raised in the underground laboratory.
Nan Muran was willing to lend a helping hand in this life because Si Ye said Jia Wu was a real man. She also needed a trustworthy person to be her teacher, to teach her how to fight, how to use firearms, and how to kill people. Jia Wu, who was once a top international mercenary, was the best choice at the moment.
"Go and carry the person to the grass in the backyard." Nan Muran said lightly.
Jiawu's eyes changed, and there was some doubt in his dark pupils. This girl seemed to be familiar with everything in this villa.
Nan Muran looked at him with a smile: "I still have a lot of things to do today, hurry up."
The backyard of the villa is only about 50 square meters, and is overgrown with weeds that are almost taller than a person. If you take a step forward carelessly, you will step into a bottomless cliff.
Nan Muran took the mat from Jiawu's hand and spread it on the grass in the middle of the backyard.
Jiawu put the person down. Perhaps because she had been lying in bed, relying on nutrient solution to sustain her life, the woman was very small. There was no trace of blood on her pretty face, which was so pale that it seemed like it would break at any time.
"Her condition is too serious. Today I can only make her wake up. We have to wait a little longer for the area below the neck." Nan Muran reached out and held the woman's slender hand. She closed her eyes and concentrated all her energy. The little willow on her wrist and her entire body began to glow faintly green.
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