Phoenix Villa is a resort villa built in the mountains on the outskirts of Yanjing, and Yan Murong knows about it.

It is said that this mountain used to have no name, but there was a small village at the bottom of the mountain, and an emperor of the Song Dynasty passed by here, and fell in love with a village girl, and liked it very much - of course, the emperor basically did not run away. Therefore, this village girl became the emperor's favorite concubine, and even became the queen in the end.

In ancient times, the emperor was known as the true dragon son of heaven, and the one who could be worthy of him was naturally the divine bird phoenix. In commemoration, the mountain where the queen came out was named Phoenix Mountain. This resort also happened to use local materials to build a Phoenix Villa.

Phoenix Villa is a place for the wealthy, and of course, the so-called membership fee will naturally be charged, just like some top clubs. However, people usually come here not to talk about business, but to relax.

Phoenix Villa is built by the mountain, the area is very large, the buildings inside are basically all based on ancient buildings, the decoration is extremely exquisite, all the buildings are copied according to the appearance of the palace, except that the area of the villa is smaller than the palace, the others are almost identical.

In the villa, there are pavilions and pavilions, rockery and water pavilions, and the air is fresh and pleasant. It is rare to find such a place in a place like Yanjing, where automobile exhaust pollution is serious.

The car drove all the way into the villa, unhindered, and it seemed that the security guards here knew this extremely unmatched modern car.

The car drove in for a while before it stopped in front of a courtyard, Yan Murong looked out of the car window and saw a plaque hanging above this small building, with three big characters written on it - Emperor Pavilion.

Yan Murong laughed secretly, the place is a good place, but the name is really a bit eye-catching, and it is estimated that it can only satisfy the bad taste of those rich people.

After getting out of the car, Artemis led the way in front, and Yan Murong followed closely and walked towards the courtyard.

Stopping in front of the main building where the Imperial Pavilion was hanging, Artemis made a waiting gesture to Yan Murong, then pushed open the door and walked in. In less than a minute, he walked out again, stretched out his hand and signaled that Yan Murong could go in.

Yan Murong smiled and nodded. If it comes, it will be safe, whether it is a dragon or a tiger inside, it is a sick seedling, he is a little curious now, who is the person inside? What kind of strange disease is it? Why did you ask him to come to see a doctor?

Obviously, those who can live here are not the ones who lack money, even if they are sick, so many good hospitals in the world don't go, why do you have to look for him?

Pushing open the door, Yan Murong walked in, and the light dimmed.

The Imperial Pavilion is the best courtyard of Phoenix Villa, and the small building is also very atmospheric, whether it is decoration or lighting, all of them are of first-class level - it's just that the front and back windows in this small building are all blocked by thick black woolen curtains, and no sunlight can penetrate at all. On the sofa in the hall, you can vaguely see a figure sitting there, although the air conditioning in the room is fully turned on, there are still a few electric heaters around the sofa, as if the person sitting on the sofa is afraid of the cold.

The room was very quiet, and the quietness made Yan Murong a little insecure.

He stood there and didn't speak, and the figure on the sofa didn't speak, as if he was asleep, and he didn't notice the noise that Yan Murong made when he entered the door.

"Doctor Yan?"

After a moment of silence, the dark shadow on the sofa broke the silence first, and said in a hoarse voice. "I'm sorry, I don't like the light, and I'm afraid of the cold, it scares you, right?"

"Nope." Yan Murong denied it, walked over to the sofa, and took off his coat - the temperature in the room was too high.

"It's good if you don't have it."

Yan Murong walked straight to the sofa, pulled a wooden chair and sat down, only then could he see the people on the sofa clearly through the faint light from the electric heater.

"It's ugly, isn't it?"

Seeing Yan Murong looking at him, the person on the sofa spoke. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Kronos, and I am from Huaxia."

"Huaxia, foreign name?"

"Yes." Kronos said. "Every country has its own rules of existence, and in a foreign country, if you don't take a local name, you will be looked down upon - oh, you see, I digress. I asked you to come so that you could heal me. ”

"Come, please?" Yan Murong smiled. "If you're talking about asking that crazy woman outside to run into the bathroom of the hotel to block me and fight with me by the way, then let's just leave it at that—it's just that this way of inviting people is very special."

"Do you mean Artemis? Oh, she's a crazy woman. Kronos said to himself, as if he had only heard the word madwoman.

"So—Dr. Yan, can you see me now?" Kronos asked.

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded. "You'll have to turn the lights on, though."

"I don't like light."

"If you don't like it, you have to open it." Yan Murong said. "Since you know my name, you should know that I am a Chinese medicine doctor, right? -- Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, inquiring, and cutting, and nothing is enough. It's so dark in this room that I can't even see it clearly. ”

"I don't like light." Kronos repeated, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"That's up to you." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said disapprehantly. "You turn on the light and pull it down, and I'll go first."

After speaking, Yan Murong stood up, grabbed his clothes and walked towards the door.

This guy is a stubborn donkey temper, this guy named Kronos doesn't turn on the light, he prefers to turn on the light, since you don't turn on the light, that's okay, I'll go, let's not delay anyone's effort.

"You're exactly what the legend says." Kronos said in a hoarse voice.

"Legendary?" Yan Murong stopped and turned around and asked. "What am I like in the legend?"

"You're a paranoid!" Kronos said.

"Isn't that the way around?" Yan Murong smiled. "It's supposed to be you."

"Yes, I'm a paranoid." Kronos laughed too. "Still, they say I'm a fanatic—but since you're determined to turn on the lights, well, I respect your choice."

"If you don't say no, it's over." Yan Murong pursed his lips and slapped the switch on the wall, and suddenly, the room was bright.

The lights came on, and Yan Murong could see Kronos's appearance clearly.

With long hair longer than a woman, and an ugly middle comb, he is indeed a Chinese, but his face is sickly pale, and his eyes are blood-red, looking like a vampire who has just crawled out of a coffin.

"What are you looking at?" Kronos looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"Look at you." Yan Murong said.

"It's ugly, isn't it?"

"It's not ugly." Yan Murong shook his head, tilted his head and thought for a long time before he said. "It's quite artistic."

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