Rugaru

"Shut up." Sam's voice turned cold.

"Tell me, what did you and this devil bitch do secretly during the four months when your brother was away?" The devil laughed more and more crazily, "What's wrong, hero? You don't dare to say anything? Are you afraid that your brother will know what you drank and what you did?"

Sam's breathing suddenly stopped, and a dazzling white light flashed across his eyes.

There was no exorcism spell, no holy water, pure demonic power burst out from his body, and the invisible force strangled the demon's throat. Black smoke poured out from the man's mouth, and he let out a shrill scream. He was dragged into the Hell crack on the floor and disappeared in an instant. The man slumped on the chair, his pupils returned to their normal color, his face was pale, and only weak breathing remained.

Ruby looked at this scene with a satisfied smile on his lips. Sam lowered his hands and breathed a sigh of relief. A very faint sense of accomplishment passed over his face, which even he himself was not aware of.

"Asshole...Sam is really hanging out with this devil." Dean's voice was extremely low, filled with teeth-gnashing hatred and a tremor that couldn't be hidden.

"The power of the devil's blood has seeped into his meridians." Bai Haorui's voice was very calm, and golden fire flashed across his eyes, "But I think that power itself does not distinguish between good and evil. What matters is the person who uses it."

"I think Sam shouldn't touch this power." Dean suddenly turned to look at him, the red blood in his eyes almost bursting, "There has never been a hunter who can escape unscathed after cooperating with the devil! Never!"

Before he finished speaking, Dean turned around suddenly, kicked the iron door of the fire escape to pieces, and rushed down with a long stride. Bai Haorui followed closely, always keeping half a step away, all around him True Fire is ready to go, Spiritual Sense has firmly locked the position of Ruby - as long as this devil makes even the slightest move, he can use Pure Yang True Fire to block all her actions in an instant.

Sam is squatting on the ground, treating the scratch on the forehead of a man who has just regained consciousness. Ruby is leaning on the table with his arms folded, his eyes falling on the back of Sam, as if he is looking at a perfect work.

There was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open by Dean. He held an exorcism dagger in his hand, and the blade shone coldly in the dim light. The murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified, and was nailed to Ruby.

Bai Haorui did not follow him in, but just leaned against the door frame. With a slight movement of his fingertips, an invisible True Fire barrier instantly enveloped the entire room. All doors, windows, and vents were sealed tightly, and not even a trace of black smoke could escape. His Spiritual Sense was like a lock, firmly holding Ruby.

"Who the hell are you?" Dean's roar exploded in the room.

"Dean! Wait!" Sam stood up suddenly and stood in front of Ruby.

"I asked you who the hell you are!" Dean's dagger was still pointed at Ruby, not taking a step back.

Ruby raised his eyebrows with a joking smile in his tone, "You don't recognize me anymore? Dean, it's only been four months and you've forgotten me?"

Dean's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly realized who the devil in the body was in front of him. He roared angrily, and stabbed Ruby with a dagger. The blade made a sharp sound that broke the wind, and went straight to her heart. Ruby easily dodged sideways, locked Dean's throat with his backhand, and pressed him hard against the wall. The strength of his arm was amazing.

"You devil bitch!" Dean struggled desperately, his face turned red, and he squeezed out angry curses from his throat.

"Ruby! Let him go! Now!" Sam's voice instantly turned cold, carrying an unquestionable command.

Ruby hesitated for a few seconds, and finally let go of his hand. Dean staggered back a few steps, and immediately raised the dagger again, still facing Ruby, the anger in his eyes not diminishing at all.

"Sam, please explain to me clearly, what is going on?" Dean turned his eyes to Sam, and the anger in his voice was gradually replaced by heartbreak, "You actually got together with her? Is this what you are doing without telling me?"

"Dean, calm down first and listen to me--"

"Calm down?" Dean suddenly raised his voice, "I just saw you using those tricks to exorcise demons with my own eyes! What on earth are you doing with this demon?"

"I'm helping him, Dean." Ruby spoke, still with a careless smile, "We are looking for Lilith, and we are saving those people who are possessed by demons. Your brother has saved dozens of lives in the past four months, which is more than you have hunted for demons in your entire life."

"It's not your turn as a devil to teach us how to save people!" Dean's dagger instantly turned to Ruby, "Get out! Get out now, or I'll send you back to Hell immediately!"

"Dean! Don't do this!" Sam stood in front of Ruby again.

"No, Sam, it's my turn to ask you." Dean's voice shook violently, and his eyes were full of disappointment, as if he had been stabbed by the person he trusted most, "What do you want?"

Dean slammed the door and walked out, causing a layer of dust to fall on the wall. Sam immediately chased him out, leaving only Ruby and Bai Haorui leaning against the door frame.

The smile on Ruby's face disappeared in an instant, and she turned to look at Bai Haorui, with vigilance in her eyes. Just now, she clearly felt the pure Yang power that enveloped the entire room, which was extremely restrained against the devil. Even just a trace of the aftermath made her soul ache.

Bai Haorui raised his eyes to look at her, a trace of golden fire flashed in his eyes, True Fire around him surged slightly, and a hot breath instantly filled the air. Ruby's face changed, and he subconsciously took a step back, his back pressed tightly against the wall, his eyes full of fear.

"Don't have any evil ideas about Sam." Bai Haorui's voice was very calm, but it carried an undeniable pressure, "I can clearly see your intention to push him into the abyss."

"I'm just helping him." Ruby pretended to be calm and clenched the dagger in his hand.

"You are handing him poison, and you lied to him that it was an antidote." Bai Haorui took a step forward, True Fire's pressure tightened instantly, Ruby's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his soul felt a burning pain like a needle, "Next time, I don't mind letting you taste what it feels like to be burned to death by Pure Yang True Fire."

After the words fell, Bai Haorui took back True Fire, turned around and chased out. The door closed gently behind him, leaving Ruby standing alone in the room, with an uncertain expression:

This kid... is actually so strong. I just thought he was a bit troublesome before, but now it seems that he has become the biggest variable in the plan. It seems that the plan needs to be changed.

The motel room was filled with the musty smell of coffee and old carpet. Sam sat at the table, flipping through the ancient demon hunting books anxiously, tapping his fingers on the table. He didn't sleep all night, and his mind was filled with Dean's disappointed look last night, and his lingering doubts about his own strength.

The familiar sound of Impala's engine came from outside the door. The door was pushed open, and Dean walked in. He walked straight to the bed, picked up his duffel bag, and began to stuff clothes into it. He didn't even look at Sam the whole time. The low air pressure around him almost solidified the entire room.

Bai Haorui followed him in, closed the door and leaned against the wall. Five Emperor Coins turned his fingertips slowly, and Spiritual Sense lightly swept over the two of them without speaking.

"Dean, what are you going to do?" Sam stood up suddenly and looked at Dean.

"Pack your things." Dean's voice was as cold as ice, without even raising his head.

"You want to leave?"

"You don't need me anymore." Dean zipped up the duffel bag, "You and Ruby are a two-person demon team that can hunt demons and save people. What's the use of an old-school hunter like me?"

"Wait, Dean, don't be like this, let's talk carefully." Sam walked quickly to him and blocked his way.

Dean suddenly raised his head and punched Sam hard in the face.

Sam was beaten so hard that he staggered back and hit the table behind him. Blood immediately oozed from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Dean in disbelief. He did not fight back, but just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of exhaustion.

"Have you had enough?"

Dean Without saying a word, he punched the other side of his face. Then he threw the duffel bag to the ground, his chest heaved violently, his breathing was heavy like an enraged beast, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes.

"Looks like we haven't fought enough yet." Sam's voice was still calm, but with an unmistakable hoarseness.

"Do you know how far you have gone?" Dean's roar exploded in the room, "Do you know how far you are from normality and human beings?"

"I'm just exorcising the devil!"

"What else are you going to do?" Dean took a step forward, lowered his voice, and the anger in his tone almost overflowed.

"I just sent the demon back to Hell, that's all!" Sam also raised his voice, "This ability is only effective for demons, I use it to save people, what's wrong with it?"

Dean grabbed Sam by the collar and pressed him hard against the wall with his forehead against his forehead. The distance between the two was so close that he could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes under the other person's eyes. Dean's voice shook violently and he asked word by word, "What else are you going to do?!"

"No more! Dean, I swear!" Sam looked into his eyes, "I'm just saving those who are possessed! My method can make the host survive, instead of just stabbing people and demons to death like before! I saved people!"

"You think this is amazing?" Dean"You drank the blood of a demon, Sam!"

Sam was suddenly stunned, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he even stopped breathing for half a second. "How do you know?"

"I traveled back in time." Dean loosened his collar and took a step back. The pain in his eyes surged like a tide. "I saw it with my own eyes. When you were a baby, Yellow-Eyed Demon poured his blood into your mouth one by one. Where do you think this ability comes from? The devil's blood gave it to you! It's the curse engraved in your Bones!"

"I've known it for a long time." Sam lowered his eyes and spoke very softly.

Dean was completely stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears. "What did you say?"

"I have known for a long time what Yellow-Eyed Demon did to me." Sam raised his head, his eyes full of exhaustion, "I have always known. From the day he died, I knew that something was flowing in my body."

"Then you still jumped into the fire pit?" Dean's voice rose again, "Do you know how dangerous this thing is? Do you know what people who drink demon blood become like in the end?"

"I have no choice! Dean, you're dead!" Sam also shouted, his eyes turning red instantly, "Hell's Gate opened, hundreds of demons fled to the world, Lilith is still breaking Book of Revelation's seal everywhere! I am alone, I can't hold it, I can only use all the methods I can use!"

"So you hang out with Ruby? Let her teach you these damn things? Let her provide you with demon blood?"

"She helped me control this ability! She helped me save dozens of people!" Sam stared at Dean, "If it were you, what would you do? Watch those possessed people being stabbed to death? Watch Lilith unlock all the seals, Apocalypse comes?"

"I will not cooperate with the devil! I will not drink the blood of the devil!" Dean's voice was decisive, "Sam, do you know that if I didn't know you, according to the rules of the hunter, I would hunt something like you! If other hunters knew about it, they would hunt you too!"

Sam's eyes dimmed instantly, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper. "So this is how you see me? A monster?"

The room fell into dead silence for an instant.

Dean opened his mouth, but no words came out. He looked at the injuries in Sam's eyes, and his heart hurt like a knife, but he couldn't say anything to refute - he was really afraid, afraid that Sam would eventually turn into a monster, and that one day he would have to hunt down his only brother with his own hands.

"If this ability is really as good as you said, why did you hide it from me?" Dean finally spoke in a low voice, "Why have you never told me about you and Ruby? Why don't you dare to let me know?"

Sam looked away and said nothing.

"Also, angel Castiel, he told me that if I don't stop you, he will do it himself." Dean's words were like thunder, exploding in the room, "Do you understand what this means? Sam, not even Heaven, not even God, want you to do such a thing! Do you still think you are right?"

Sam looked up suddenly, his face full of shock, and even his lips were trembling slightly.

At this moment, Sam's cell phone suddenly rang, and the sharp ringtone broke the tense confrontation in the room. Sam glanced at the caller ID and answered the call. Bai Haorui looked at the two people and sighed softly. Five Emperor Coins on his fingertips still turned slowly, quietly dispersing the stagnant hostility in the room.

"Travis? Long time no see." Sam's voice slowly calmed down, but the fingers holding the phone were still clenched tightly, "... What?... Okay, we'll be there right away. Send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Sam looked at Dean with a hint of pleading in his tone. "Missouri Carthage has a case. The old hunter Travis came to us for help. He is in trouble. Let's put it aside in advance and deal with the case first, okay?"

Dean was silent for a few seconds, his chest still rising and falling violently, and finally nodded firmly. "Okay. After the case is finished, we will settle the account carefully."

Impala was driving on an empty interstate highway, and the farmland outside the window was retreating rapidly. Dean was holding the steering wheel expressionlessly, staring at the road ahead, without saying a word the whole time. Sam was sitting in the passenger seat, turning his head to look out the window, and unconsciously digging at the armrest of the door with his fingertips. The atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Bai Haorui was sitting in the back seat, with his eyes closed, and a faint, almost invisible trace of Pure Yang True Fire lingered on his fingertips. The pale golden fire spread along the air-conditioning outlet, quietly dispelling the stagnant anger in the car and the negative emotions surging in the two people - he did not disturb the two of them, but guarded them in the most silent way.

In the end, Dean spoke first, breaking the long silence.

"Let me tell you about my time traveling back in time." His voice was calm and there was no emotion.

Sam was stunned for a moment, then turned around. "Okay."

"I met my parents when I was young, and my mother who was not yet married." Dean's eyes were still looking forward, but his hands on the steering wheel tightened, "I also met Yellow-Eyed Demon Azazel. I saw with my own eyes that he killed his grandparents just to get close to his mother and make a deal with her. Then on the night you were born, he broke into our house and fed you his blood next to your crib."

Dean paused, and his voice became a little lower. "The tragedy of our family, the death of my mother, my father's life of hunting monsters, and the two of us living in troubled times are all because he wanted to give you that mouthful of blood."

"I know." Sam's voice was low, and he clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingertips, "I have been living in the shadow of this incident. I always feel that I harmed my mother and our whole family."

"Sam, regarding the devil's blood, I have never blamed you." Dean turned his head and glanced at him. The anger in his eyes had faded, leaving only full of heartache. "That was not your fault. You were just a baby at that time, and you couldn't decide anything."

Sam looked at Dean suddenly, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief, as if he didn't expect him to say this.

"But now you clearly know that this thing is dangerous, you know that it will drag you into Hell, and you still insist on using it and hide it from me. This is your problem." Dean's tone became serious again, "You are hiding it from me because you know in your heart that this is wrong."

"I'm just afraid that you'll be worried." Sam lowered his eyes.

"I'm even more worried now." Dean looked forward again, with unconcealed fatigue in his voice, "Sam, I have been in Hell for four months, and I have seen the fate of those souls corroded by demon blood. I don't want you to become like that. I can't lose you again."

The car fell into silence again, but this time there was an indescribable softness in the depression. Bai Haorui quietly took back True Fire in the back seat, with a faint smile on his lips - he knew that there was never an inextricable knot between these brothers.

The setting sun dyed the horizon orange, and Impala parked silently on the roadside opposite the Montgomery family's house and turned off the engine. Sam and Dean sat in the front row, holding binoculars and carefully observing what was going on in the house.

Bai Haorui sat in the back seat with his eyes closed. Spiritual Sense spread out like a tide, covering the whole house with precision. The golden fire between his eyebrows beat slightly, and he clearly felt that in the house There is a man's aura, and the blood in his body is awakening crazily. The evil and evil aura of animal nature is eroding his soul body little by little, but his original heart is still resisting desperately. The soul body is clean, without a trace of human blood, only endless hunger and fear.

The light in the kitchen was on, and middle-aged man Jake Montgomery was standing in front of the refrigerator, frantically rummaging for food. He grabbed a whole roast chicken and ate it hungrily, finishing it in just a few bites. Bones was left, and the corners of his mouth were stained with grease. Then, he grabbed a box of raw ground beef, tore off the wrapping paper, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. His face was covered with blood, and his chewing movements were not fast like normal people.

While he was eating, he would look back at the movements upstairs warily from time to time. His whole body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of something or trying to control something.

"Oh my god. How long has it been since this guy had eaten?" Dean put down the telescope and frowned.

"Travis is right, his symptoms are completely correct." Sam also put down the telescope, his face serious.

"The blood in his body has begun to awaken." Bai Haorui opened his eyes and spoke calmly, "The never-ending hunger will become stronger and stronger, and the animal nature will gradually overwhelm his reason. But his soul is still clean, and he has not done any evil. He is just instinctively fighting against the things in his body."

The three of them returned to the motel they booked, opened the door, and saw old hunter Travis already waiting for them in the room. His left arm was in a thick plaster, hanging around his neck, and he was holding a bottle of beer in his right hand. When he saw the three of them coming in, he stood up with a smile. His eyes fell on Bai Haorui, he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded as a greeting.

Bai Haorui closed the door, leaned against the wall, and glanced at Travis's arm that was covered in plaster. Spiritual Sense swept it lightly and clearly felt the residual werewolf aura on it, as well as the traces of bone healing - it was indeed a fracture caused by falling from a high place, not an injury by a monster while hunting monsters.

"Winchester boys! Long time no see!" Travis said with a smile, his voice was loud and had the unique roughness of an old hunter.

"Travis!" Dean walked over and bumped fists with him, "What's wrong with your arm? Did you lose the fight with a werewolf?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I fell down the mountain while chasing a werewolf cub and broke my body." Travis smiled to himself and took a sip of beer, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have troubled you two to come all the way here. Is this the magical Eastern Demon Hunter that has been rumored in the hunter circle recently?"

"Bai Haorui." Bai Haorui nodded slightly to maintain his expression, and said in a calm tone, "Not that powerful, just an ordinary hunter."

Travis nodded without saying anything more. He sat back on the sofa and pointed at the information on the table. His face gradually became serious. "You also saw it just now, the man named Jake Montgomery. He is Rugaru (Rugaru)."

"Rugaru? This name sounds like it was made up." Dean picked up the information and flipped through it, frowning.

"I also hope it's made up. This thing is very cruel, with rotten teeth, insect skin, and abscesses all over its body. It is born to be a man-eating monster." Travis's tone darkened, "And this thing is deeply hidden. It usually looks exactly like ordinary people until the day it transforms."