Shi Heng felt Gu Youran's clenched fist and gently held her cold hand.
"After I return, I will send people to deliver supplies regularly and build a medical station."
"Don't bother."
Xu Bo waved his hand and said, "Too many outsiders have come here, disturbing the tranquility here."
"As long as you are safe, we old bones will be satisfied."
The night was dark, with only the fire still crackling.
Shi Heng put his arm around Gu Youran's shoulders and led her into the house.
Lei Shuangcheng also stood up silently, patted the grass debris on his pants, and left alone.
Only Xu Bo and Renault were left sitting opposite each other.
Xu Bo broke the silence, "Mr. Xiao's letter...should it be about the truth of the Double Eagle Oath?"
Renault didn't answer immediately.
He turned his head to look at the window of Gu Youran's room. The warm yellow light shone through the window paper, reflecting two blurry figures.
After a long time, the lights in the room went out.
He stood up and motioned Xu Bo to follow him out of the yard.
Under the old pear tree, Renault lit a cigarette, and the spark flickered in the darkness.
"The letter records the oath of the Lei family's ancestors."
He blew out a puff of smoke, "When the two eagles meet, the shackles of fate will be broken... Use the bones of the Lei family to exchange for the life of the Gu family."
Uncle Xu wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his rough hand.
"Your mother passed away early... Before his death, your grandfather used the blood of the Lei family's patriarch to activate your flying eagle tattoo."
"That gold-rimmed tattoo gives you power, but it also means..."
He choked up, "It means your life has begun to count down."
Renault took a deep drag on his cigarette and nodded.
"Now I truly understand what Grandpa meant when he said that... The Twin Eagles appear, and the shackles will be broken."
He paused, "Because there is another sentence behind it: one life and one death."
The night wind blew through the pear tree, and the leaves rustled.
Both of them understood that the Lei family's destiny of protecting the Gu family for generations was to use their own lives in exchange for the Gu family's vitality at the last moment.
At this moment, Shi Heng's figure slowly walked out from the darkness.
He had just coaxed Shuigu Youran and wanted to ask Renault about the content of the letter, but unexpectedly he heard this conversation.
Under the moonlight, Shi Heng's face looked particularly stern.
"Uncle Xu, this 'life for life' oath, is it really only the Lei family who can fulfil it? Is there no other way to break it?"
Uncle Xu sighed, "The Lei family bloodline is the 'lock' passed down from generation to generation by the Wu clan. Only the blood of the direct descendants of the Lei family can unlock the seal of the Gu family's 'vessel'."
After saying that, the old man tactfully stepped aside, leaving space for the two young men.
Shi Heng walked up to Lei Nuo and looked him straight in the eye. "Don't think that only your Lei family knows how to protect."
"I've been looking for the girl for four years, my wife. How could I let you snatch this opportunity to die?"
He raised his hand and pressed Renault's shoulder. "My woman doesn't need other men to risk their lives to protect her. Even if someone really has to sacrifice, that person should be me."
A sharp light flashed in Shi Heng's eyes. "There are still seven months until the Nine Stars Conjunction. We will definitely find another way."
He suddenly changed the subject, "Don't you find it strange? If someone like Ali really wanted to hide something, how could we have discovered these clues so easily?"
"You mean..."
Renault also felt that this trip to Gujia Village was too smooth.
"It's obvious that Ali let us know this on purpose."
Shi Heng's voice was filled with the calmness of someone who saw through everything. "He must have a deeper meaning behind this. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind it."
"So how do we deal with this?"
"Take advantage of their own strategy."
"Since we are destined to face it on Youbao's birthday, we might as well follow Ali's plan. Let him think everything is under control."
Shi Heng paused, "When people are proud, they are most likely to reveal their flaws."
Doubt flashed in Renault's eyes, "Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"
"Of course not."
Shi Heng took out his cell phone from his pocket and pulled up the photo of the ancient painting in the secret room.
"These doubts must be clarified: Why did my grandfather change his mind after seeing Youbao? When Jiuchen was murdered five hundred years ago, the gray-robed man in the painting was clearly slaughtering people, so why is there no blood on the blade?"
Renault looked at the picture carefully, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
He returned the phone to Shi Heng and nodded heavily.
Under the moonlight, two men who were once at odds with each other stood facing each other.
At this moment, they finally stood on the same front for the person they were protecting together.
…
On the other side, in the dim villa.
On the eighth night after the operation, the man in black finally showed up.
He stood behind Mu Xuewei, his cold fingers resting on her gauze-wrapped face.
"Don't move." A hoarse voice came from behind the silver mask.
The gauze was peeled off layer by layer.
Mu Xuewei could hear her own heartbeat.
When the last layer of gauze fell, she looked at the mirror in front of her tremblingly.
The face in the mirror took her breath away.
It was a face exactly like Gu Youran's, with almond eyes, cherry lips, and even the curve of the corners of the mouth was exactly the same.
The only difference is the teardrop mole at the left corner of the eye, which is glaringly red, as if blood will drip out at any time.
She subconsciously reached out to touch it, and as soon as her fingertips touched the tear mole, she felt a sharp pain.
What was even more terrifying was that the mole was actually wriggling slightly under her fingertips, as if it had life.
"Perfect?"
The man in black suddenly grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.
The breathing behind the mask became rapid, and the rough fingertips gently stroked the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.
"Like, really like..."
There was a morbid obsession in his voice. "Even the position of the teardrop mole is exactly the same as it was back then."
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