Before dinner, Samuel pulled Mary to the kitchen door and asked them about their origins in a low voice, his tone full of worry. Bai Haorui noticed Samuel's vigilance and walked over on his own initiative., I exchanged a few words with him using the code words among witchers, and told him the names of several North America well-known old hunters, as well as the exclusive techniques for quenching silverware when dealing with werewolves, and the techniques for refining talisman paper to deal with black magic witches. These are all skills that only senior hunters know.
Samuel's eyes slowly softened, and when he looked at Bai Haorui, there was a little more recognition and a little less vigilance.
: These two boys are not simple. Dean looked at Mary with something wrong in his eyes. There is definitely something wrong, but their hunting skills are solid. That Bai Haorui is even more not simple. The aura on his body is very strange. It is not our way, but I can feel that he is very powerful. The power of pure Yang is indeed designed to defeat demons. Leave them here first to see what they want to do and what their purpose is.
Bai Haorui whispered to Dean: Samuel is a qualified old hunter, vigilant enough, and eager to protect his daughter. No wonder John became like that later. He is simply a replica of Samuel, just as stubborn and cold-hearted.
The four of them sat around the dining table to have dinner. The warm yellow light fell on the dining table, but the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Samuel held a knife and fork, looking up at Dean from time to time, and kept asking about his origins. Dean could only vaguely say that he and his partner Bai Haorui were hunting monsters everywhere, and passed by Lawrence, and heard about the case here.
"Are you investigating a case?" Samuel put down his knife and fork and looked at Dean.
"Well, maybe." Dean took a sip of water and said perfunctorily.
"What do you mean it's possible?" Samuel's tone hardened, "Monster hunting is not child's play. You don't even know what to look for yourself?"
"It means that I don't trust other hunters either, Samuel." Dean raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone a little harder.
Mary put down his knife and fork, frowned and tried to smooth things over. "Hey, by the way, why have you been following me and John?"
Dean was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Well, I thought something was eyeing your boyfriend before, but now it seems that I was overthinking it."
"John·Winchester can still be related to ghosts, do you believe it?" Samuel sneered, his tone full of disdain for John.
Mary exploded instantly, put down his knife and fork, and shouted to Samuel, "I've seen it all, the look of disgust on your face. Where did he offend you?"
"What's wrong?" Samuel also raised his voice, "Listen to me, John is a very, very good... innocent ordinary person. He has no idea how dark this world is, and he can't give you the life you want."
"So what?" Mary's eyes turned red, "Would you rather me marry such a person?" She pointed at Dean next to her.
"What? No, no, don't involve me." Dean immediately waved his hand, looking innocent.
"Mary, of course not, I just..." Samuel wanted to say something more, but Deanna immediately interrupted the two of them.
"That's enough, you two." Deanna's tone was undeniably tough, "There are still guests here, what does it look like? Let's eat."
Mary and Samuel both turned away and stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the restaurant became even more awkward. Dean cleared his throat, looked at Samuel, and asked, "What about you, Samuel, are you investigating a case?"
Samuel raised his eyes and said perfunctorily, "Maybe."
"He is investigating Wilt Farm's case." Mary said casually.
Samuel glared hard at Mary, his eyes full of dissatisfaction. Dean suddenly became alert and sat upright. He was too familiar with this case. This was Azazel's most classic modus operandi.
"Wilt Farm." Dean's tone became serious, "It's the case where the farmer was hanged by his own thresher, right? There were no signs of intrusion at the scene, and the doors and windows were locked from the inside?"
Samuel's expression changed instantly, and he looked at Dean with vigilant eyes. "How did you know? This case was not even reported in the newspaper."
"Just a wild guess." Dean said perfunctorily, and then asked, "Did you find sulfur at the scene? Is there a cold smell that just won't dissipate?"
"Mind your own business." Samuel's tone was still strong, but he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
"Because this is not done by ghosts or werewolves at all, understand? This is done by demons." Dean's voice rose a bit, and his tone was extremely firm.
Bai Haorui put down his knife and fork and added, "This demon is called Azazel, and we all call him Yellow-Eyed Demon. He specializes in finding families with hunter blood and strong mental power, and specifically looking for parents who have fallen into despair, using the chips to cure diseases and resurrect their relatives, and They made a deal in exchange for permission to enter their house ten years later. The farmer Wilt Farm's son had leukemia, which was incurable. It was because of the deal he made with Azazel that his family was ruined. This is his fixed pattern of committing crimes, and we have been chasing him for a long time."
Samuel's expression changed completely, and he looked at Deanna next to him, both of them with shock in their eyes. He had never heard of Yellow-Eyed Demon in his whole life of hunting monsters, but the details of the crime that Bai Haorui said were exactly the same as Wilt Farm's case, and even the condition of the farmer's son matched.
"Yellow-Eyed Demon?" Samuel's tone darkened, "I have lived for so long and hunted demons all my life, but I have never seen anything Yellow-Eyed Demon."
"I have seen it." Dean's voice dropped instantly, his eyes full of pain and hatred, "He killed my mother. He stood beside my brother's crib and burned my mother to death. I have been chasing this bastard all my life." Dean lowered his head after saying that.
: I have spoken out... I finally told my mother and grandparents what I had been holding back for more than 20 years. I finally had a chance to stop him before the tragedy happened. This time, I will definitely kill him, and I will definitely be able to save you.
After dinner, five people, Dean, Bai Haorui, Samuel, Mary, and Deanna, sat around the sofa in the living room, with on the table. Wilt Farm's case file, as well as several photos of the scene. Dean sat on the sofa and explained to several people the origin of Yellow-Eyed Demon in detail, as well as the cases he had committed over the years, one by one, all consistent with the details in the case file.
"It's just that the light shone on his eyes at a strange angle. At that moment, I could have sworn... What, was it black? Or red? No, it was yellow, light yellow." Dean's voice trembled slightly, recalling the night when he was four years old, and his whole body was still cold, "His eyes were all yellow, with no whites, no pupils, all yellow."
"There's nothing to say." Samuel shook his head, still dubious, "You said it was a demon. None of us have heard of it Yellow-Eyed Demon. There has never been any relevant records in the demon hunting circle."
"I've heard about it." Dean's tone became anxious, "Don't you understand? He has already targeted Lawrence and Mary. You are all in danger. You have to take Aunt Deanna and find a safe place to hide."
"At least we have to figure out what we are facing first." Mary stood on Dean's side and said to Samuel, "The details of the case he mentioned are all correct and cannot be made up."
"To kill him, we need a gun." Dean looked at a few people and said in a very firm tone, "There is a hunter named Daniel·Elkins who lives in Colorado. He has a gun called Colt gun, which was made by Colt in 1835. It is specially used to kill supernatural creatures. It only has 13 bullets and can kill anything, including demons."
Samuel was stunned for a moment. He had obviously heard the legend of Colt gun, but he still frowned. "Do you still have a crystal ball to predict where this devil is going? When and who will he attack?"
"Because I know him." Dean picked up John's witcher diary on the table and turned to one of the pages. "The better I know him, the more I can understand why this demon wanted to kill my mother. Wilt Farm, I just said that the name sounded familiar, and he recorded this case in his diary."
"Wilt Farm? That was a case two days ago." Samuel's eyes sharpened instantly, "How come it appears in your father's record?"
Dean was momentarily speechless and could only bite the bullet and say, "He will take action tomorrow night, at Hollyville, Liddy·Walsh's house. I can guarantee that Liddy·Walsh's family must be in despair now and need his 'help'."
Bai Haorui took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and placed it on the table. The yellow talisman was drawn on the talisman paper with cinnabar, and it was engraved with the True Fire runes of "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art". Even if it was placed on the table, it still exuded a faint warmth.
"This is Demon-Breaking Talisman." Bai Haorui looked at Samuel and said, "Put it on your body and the devil can't possess it. Use it on the possessed person to force out the devil's body and directly hurt the devil's soul. You can try it, this thing can't deceive people."
Samuel picked up the yellow talisman. As soon as his fingertips touched the talisman paper, he felt a pure warmth flowing down his fingertips, dispelling the cold air from his body due to years of hunting monsters. He had never seen such a magical talisman paper in his life. He looked up at Bai Haorui, and the doubt in his eyes completely disappeared.
He put the talisman on the table, nodded, and said in a very firm tone, "Okay. If what you said is true, then tomorrow we will go to Hollyville and meet this Yellow-Eyed Demon. No matter what he is, if he dares to kill people on my territory, I will take his life."
Dean: Great! They believed it! We can kill Azazel in advance and prevent all tragedies! My mother will not die, my grandparents will not die, Sam will not be fed the devil's blood, and our family will not be broken up again!
Dean and Bai Haorui got up to say goodbye, preparing to go to Hollyville to visit the spot in advance. As soon as Dean walked to the door, Mary chased him out and called him.
"Wait."
Dean turned around, looked at Mary, and smiled, "What's wrong?"
"What you just said about John... do you really think he is a good person?" Mary's tone was filled with uncertainty, and his eyes were full of expectation.
"Of course." Dean nodded without hesitation, with a very serious tone, "I think you two are the Parent Trap. He is a good man and worthy of your trust for life."
Mary laughed, and the anxiety in his eyes dissipated a lot. "Can I tell you something?"
"Of course."
"He is going to propose to me." Mary's face flushed, and his eyes were full of happiness, "Tonight, he took out the ring."
Dean was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, sincerely happy for her. "Really? That's great."
"I will agree." Mary's tone was extremely firm.
"That's great." Dean's eyes were a little red and his voice was trembling slightly.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Mary looked at him with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, "My dad thinks I'm crazy and thinks I should marry a hunter instead of an ordinary person."
"No, Mary, this is not crazy at all." Dean shook his head, his tone was extremely gentle.
Mary leaned against the door frame, sighed, and looked at the night in the distance, his tone full of exhaustion. "If my dad knew, he would definitely be mad. Everyone thinks I should marry a hunter, but... John is very gentle and kind. Even though he has seen so much darkness on the Vietnam battlefield, he still believes in a happy ending. He is completely different from a hunter, which is why I like him."
She paused, with a hint of sobs in her voice. "I hate this life, I hate it so much. I deal with monsters every day, and live on the edge of life and death every day. I just want to be safe, have a home, and live an ordinary life. The most terrifying thing I can think of is that my children will live like this in the future, living in darkness and fear all their lives."
Dean stood there, after listening to her words, his eyes instantly turned red, his throat was so congested, and he couldn't say a word. In his life, he and Sam had lived exactly what his mother was most afraid of. A lifetime of hunting monsters, a lifetime of loss, a lifetime of hatred and fear, and a lifetime of hatred and fear. He had never lived a stable life as an ordinary person.
Mary looked at his red eyes, was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Dean immediately came back to his senses, wiped the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, looked at Mary, and said in a very solemn tone, "Listen, Mary? Can I give you some advice?"
"Of course."
"On the night of November 2, 1983, never get out of bed." Dean's voice was trembling, but extremely firm. "No matter what you hear, what you see, or what happens in the baby room, promise me never to get out of bed. Never walk into the baby room."
Mary looked confused and didn't understand what he was talking about at all, but looking at his extremely solemn eyes, he still nodded. "Okay, I promise you."
"Thank you." Dean's voice was choked with sobs.
Dean turned around and left, walking with Bai Haorui towards the car parked not far away. Bai Haorui stood in the distance, not disturbing the conversation between the two, but just watching silently, Spiritual Sense spread out, alert to the movements around him. Just now, he clearly sensed that there was a trace of demonic black smoke flashing past on the street corner not far away, with a familiar smell of sulfur - Azazel was nearby, and he had already set his sights on Mary.
It was dark at night, and the two of them drove from City of Lawrence to Colorado. The whole four-hour drive took turns, not daring to waste a moment. Bai Haorui and Spiritual Sense swept around at all times, avoiding the patrol police on the road in advance, and the journey was smooth.
Daniel·Elkins's hut is hidden in the mountains, surrounded by dense woods and deserted. There are many hunting traps at the door to prevent monsters and uninvited guests. Bai Haorui used Spiritual Sense to sweep it in advance, avoiding all the traps, and also reminded Dean. The two of them walked to the door of the hut smoothly.
Dean took a deep breath, kicked open the door of the cabin, and rushed in together with Bai Haorui. The lights in the room turned on instantly, Daniel·Elkins held up a shotgun and pointed it at the two people, with his finger on the trigger, his eyes sharp, and his face full of vigilance. His hair was gray and his face was wrinkled, but he was still energetic. At first glance, he looked like a veteran hunter.
"Put down the gun and get out." Daniel's voice was hoarse, but it was undeniably tough.
Dean slowly put down the gun in his hand and raised his hands to show that he meant no harm. "Who are you?"
"Same as you, hunter." Daniel's shotgun was still pointed at the two of them, without relaxing at all.
"I know who you are, Daniel·Elkins." Dean's tone was extremely serious, "I know Colt gun is in your hands. I'm not here to snatch it. I only borrow it for a few days for my family. I must use this gun to kill that Yellow-Eyed Demon and save my family. So if you want to stop me, just shoot."
Bai Haorui took a step forward and stood next to Dean. His tone was calm but with convincing power. "What we have to deal with is Yellow-Eyed Demon Azazel, he specializes in hunting hunter families, and uses deals to lure desperate parents. He has already killed a family in Kansas, and will kill more people in the future. Except for Colt gun, nothing else can completely kill him. We have no ill intentions, we just want to stop him, and don't want more families to be destroyed."
Bai Haorui paused and added, "We know that you got this gun from a collector in 1958. It has 13 rounds of ammunition, 6 of which have been used, and 7 are left. We will only use one round to kill Azazel, and then return the gun to you."
Daniel stared at the two people for more than ten seconds, but still did not put down the shotgun. He could see that the determination and pain in Dean's eyes were not fake, they were the eyes of a hunter who had lost his family. And the power of pure Yang in Bai Haorui was so pure that it was frightening. It could not be disguised by demons or monsters.
He finally slowly put down the shotgun, turned around and walked to the table, picked up a wooden box, and opened it. Inside was a retro revolver, which was Colt gun, with a few bullets next to it.
Daniel pushed the wooden box in front of the two of them, looked at Dean, and said firmly, "Kill that son of a bitch. Don't let more children live in hatred."
Dean stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and picked up the Colt gun. The gun was cold and heavy, as if it was holding the hope of the whole world.
"Thank you." Dean's voice was choked with sobs, and he bowed deeply to Daniel
: Colt gun... I finally got it. Azazel, this time, I must kill you. This time, I must end all this.
As soon as it dawned, Dean and Bai Haorui drove back to City of Lawrence and returned to Campbell's house. When they opened the door, they saw Mary and Samuel sitting at the table in the living room, carefully cleaning their guns and daggers. The table was filled with exorcism salt, holy water and charms, fully armed and ready to hunt demons.
When Mary saw the two people coming in, he immediately stood up and asked, "Dean, where were you last night? We thought something happened to you."
"Said he was going to kill a demon." Samuel continued to clean the shotgun without raising his head, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"Killing demons? It's impossible." Mary shook his head, his eyes full of worry, "We don't even understand what he is."
Samuel shrugged. "Yeah."
"Where to go?" Mary looked at Samuel and asked.
"I don't know, maybe Hollyville, the Walsh family." Samuel replied casually.
Mary's expression changed instantly. He stood up suddenly and looked at Samuel. His voice was even higher. "Wait, is it Liddy·Walsh?"
"Well, I think so." Samuel nodded.
"Dad, she is my friend. We have grown up together." Mary's tone suddenly became anxious, grabbing Samuel's arm, "We have to help her. We can't just watch something happen to her."
Samuel looked at his daughter's eager eyes, sighed, finally put down the gun cleaning cloth in his hand, picked up the shotgun on the table, and clipped the dagger on his waist. "Let's go. Go and have a look."
Dean raised the Colt gun in his hand, shook it, and said with a smile, "Let's go together. I got Colt gun. This time, I will definitely kill that bastard."
Bai Haorui nodded and frowned slightly. "I have already sensed that there is a strong demonic aura and deathly aura in the Walsh family. Azazel is already there, and he has already been in contact with Liddy. If we go there now, we can just stop him."
Mary picked up the knife on the table and put it on his waist. His eyes were extremely firm and without the slightest fear. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."
The four people picked up their equipment, quickly walked out of the house, got in the car, and drove in the direction of Hollyville. The morning light shone in through the car window and fell on the four people. A hunt for Yellow-Eyed Demon officially began.
The Walsh family is a white single-family house located in the suburbs of Hollyville. There are flowers planted in the yard. It looks warm and quiet, but it is filled with a lingering smell of death and sulfur. Four people, Dean, Bai Haorui, Mary, and Samuel, hid behind the bushes outside the house and watched what was going on inside through the bedroom window on the second floor.
Bai Haorui's eyes were slightly closed. Spiritual Sense penetrated the wall and clearly perceived the situation in the bedroom. He lowered his voice to the three people and said, "There are four people inside, Liddy·Walsh, her husband, and There is a doctor, and...Azazel. He is possessed by a man and is waiting at the bedroom door. Liddy's husband has terminal cancer. The cancer cells have spread throughout his body and he does not have much time left."