Sam nodded to Dean: "Go ahead. I'm here."
Dean glanced at the family in the salt circle, turned and left the living room, and quickly got on Busty Asian Beauties.
Ted squatted beside the salt circle, still kicking the salt line on the ground with his toes with disdain, and still complaining about something. Susan quickly pulled him to tell him to stop making trouble, and hugged the child tightly in his arms.
At this moment, the sound of wooden boards squeaking suddenly came from the house, as if something was crawling on the ceiling. Everyone was quiet for an instant and held their breath. There was also a rustling sound in the wall, like countless mice crawling crazily in the wall.
"Shh." Susan's face tightened and he made a silencing gesture to everyone.
Danny hugged her mother's neck tightly and whispered in a crying voice, "What is that sound? Mom."
"Everyone calm down." Sam immediately stood in front of the family, holding the only remaining dagger in his hand, staring at the surroundings, "She is a ghost and cannot enter this circle. As long as we stay in the salt circle, we will be fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh roar suddenly sounded!
A dirty, skinny savage girl rushed down.
Sam immediately rushed forward and fought with the savage girl. The girl's strength was astonishing, and her movements were as agile as a beast. She roared, revealing a mouth of yellow and black jagged teeth, and her dark nails fiercely clawed at with a fishy wind. Sam's throat. Sam ducked sideways and locked her shoulders with his arms. But the girl seemed to feel no pain. She lowered her head and bit his forearm, her teeth deeply embedded in the flesh.
Sam groaned and threw her out with all his strength. The girl hit the overturned coffee table, and the wooden coffee table shattered instantly, but she just rolled around on the ground, arched her body like a wild cat, purred threateningly in her throat, stared at the people in the room with her muddy eyes, and the next second she turned around and got into the hole in the wall, disappearing into the darkness, leaving only scratches on the wall and a mess on the ground.
There were rapid footsteps on the stairs. Dean rushed down with the old-fashioned revolver found from Busty Asian Beauties. Seeing the scene in the living room, his pupils suddenly shrank. "Hey! Hey, are you okay?"
Sam covered his bleeding forearm, shook his head, glanced at the trampled salt line on the ground, his expression turned extremely ugly. "Where are the others?"
"They are all hiding! Susan took the children and hid in the bedroom on the second floor. Brian and Ted were guarding the door!" Dean walked quickly to him, his eyes fell on the salt circle on the ground, and he understood something instantly. He squatted down, picked up some crushed salt grains with his fingertips, and said with incredible shock in his voice, "Salt is useless to her... she is not a ghost at all."
"What is this! Tarzan of the Apes?!" Dean stood up, looked at the hole in the wall, and said word by word, "I tell you, brother, he is a human being."
Sam's brows knitted together. "Then what's going on with her?"
"Maybe it was that daughter. Maybe she didn't hang herself at all."
Sam shook his head. "She is almost 50 years old now. The girl just now looks like she is in her early twenties at most, hard to say." He paused and looked at Dean, "What did you find in Busty Asian Beauties?"
Dean patted the leather diary in his pocket. The cover was worn white and the corners were damaged. "Some old garbage. And Rebecca's diary. That's it."
"I hope you found a howitzer." Ted walked out of the corridor, holding a nail gun in his hand, with an ugly face. The impact just now clearly frightened the man.
Dean ignored his complaints and said in a deep voice, "We have to ensure the safety of this family first. She is only a human being, so they can take the opportunity to run away. Let's hold her back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Susan's heartbreaking cry suddenly came from the second floor, "Danny! Danny is missing!"
Susan rushed down from the second floor like crazy, his hair was messy, his face was full of tears, his voice was trembling. "I turned around and locked the window, and he was gone! He was not in the room! He was nowhere!"
Brian instantly became red-eyed, grabbed the shotgun, and rushed towards the hole in the wall. "Danny! Give me back my son!"
Dean immediately stopped him, his tone unquestionable. "Don't be impulsive! You will die if you go in like this! We don't know anything about the structure inside!"
"That's my son!" Brian's voice was filled with tears, and his eyes were about to burst.
"I know!" Dean held his shoulders and said word by word, "I will definitely save your son. Now, listen to me, Susan, take Kate to hide in the shed outside, lock the door, No matter what you hear, don't open the door. Sam, you take Brian to guard the entrance of the living room, don't let that thing rush out again. Ted and I will look for the passage in the wall, looking for Danny."
No one refuted again. Fear flooded everyone like a tide, and the unquestionable tough guy aura in Dean became the only driftwood in the darkness. Susan hugged and cried until he was out of breath. Kate was escorted by Sam to the tool shed in the yard. Brian was holding a shotgun and staring at every hole in the wall, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
Thousands of miles away in the underground secret room, the most critical node for breakthrough is approaching.
Bai Haorui The purple-gold Gang Qi all over his body suddenly surged, and then suddenly converged in an instant, and was all absorbed into the body without any leakage. The liquid Pure Yang True Fire ocean in his Dantian had completely disappeared at this moment. Instead, there was a complete wisp of True Gang flow like purple-gold liquid metal, flowing rapidly in the meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridians were completely broadened and tempered, without any obstruction. Each flow was carried with unparalleled force, and it was completely in sync with his heartbeat and breathing.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp purple-gold light flashed in his eyes. With a flick of his fingertips, a strand of True Gang as thin as a hair shot out instantly, silently piercing the half-meter-thick granite wall in the secret room. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and not even a bit of gravel fell.
Bai Haorui:
It's done! The sixth level [True Gang Condensation·Refining Qi into Gang] is here!
Liquid True Qi has completely completed the qualitative change to solid True Gang. The energy density is more than a hundred times that of the previous one. True Gang of the same volume is more powerful than the previous Ten times that of Pure Yang True Fire, the operating consumption is only 10% of the previous one! Moreover, every ray of True Gang is imprinted with my will. Even if it is placed tens of meters away, the power will not be reduced by half, let alone the problem of collapse.
He did not stop his breakthrough, closed his eyes again, guided the True Gang running in his body, and began to temper his body and nourish his soul. The purple-gold True Gang penetrated into the internal organs, meridians and bone marrow, forming a dense inner layer in the inner walls of every organ and every bone gap. Gang protection firmly protects the core source. Even if the physical body is broken through by external forces, it will not be able to damage the root. At the same time, True Gang slowly warms the soul of Zifu between his eyebrows. His five senses are infinitely amplified again. Even the subtle metal friction sound of Bobby loading the revolver in the living room can be clearly heard.
As soon as he thought, the True Gang around him instantly surged out, forming a three-foot-long purple-gold Gang Qi sword in front of him. The blade was sharp, with unparalleled burning and evil-destroying power. Pure Yang True Fire lines flowed on the sword. Even if it was just floating quietly, the surrounding air was roasted and distorted. He turned his wrist, Gang Qi The long sword instantly dissipated and condensed into a thick Gang Qi shield. The shield was engraved with Daoist protective runes and was indestructible. With another turn, Gang Qi turned into a ten-foot-long fire dragon, circling and flying in the secret room, making a deafening dragon roar, but accurately avoiding the candles and runes in the secret room. It was completely controlled by his will and could be retracted and released freely.
Bai Haorui:
True Gang Form Condensation, it's done. Now, I can solidify True Gang into any form, including swords, guns, swords, shields, and cages of alien beasts. My True Gang is Pure Yang Fire Gang, which is naturally capable of restraining all evil ghosts and demonic curses. Even the black magic of high-level demons can be directly torn apart by my Gang Qi.
When he moved his mind again, all the Gang Qi around him instantly converged and took it into his body. His aura was flat and he looked no different from an ordinary mortal. Even monks in the same realm could not detect his true cultivation level. His feet were slightly off the ground, and the Gang Qi around him held him up steadily, slowly suspended in the air, and floated smoothly for half a meter in the secret room before gently falling back to the ground, his footsteps silent.
Refining Qi into Gang is indeed a natural chasm between being born and entering a house. Now, even if I don't use True Fire, I am immune to ordinary firearms and low-level spells with just the body protection True Gang. Ordinary swords and guns can't hurt me at all, although I have never encountered a normal sword and gun case. My ability to fight for a long time, my explosive ability, and my defense ability have all improved a lot.
He sat cross-legged again and guided True Gang to continue polishing and condensing. He knew very well that this was only the first time to enter the sixth level. Only by polishing True Gang to the extreme, completely integrating with the body and soul, and completing the minor realm, could the ultimate abilities of Gang Sha Burst, Gang Seal Dao Protection, and True Gang Domain Transformation be unlocked.
Dean and Ted followed the trap door in the corridor and entered the hidden passage in the wall.
The passage was narrow and cramped, with only room for one person to bend forward. It was pitch black and filled with a strong rotting stench, mixed with the smell of blood and rat feces, which made people unable to open their eyes. Dean held up a flashlight and walked in front. Wherever the beam of light hit, there were all the remains of rats, half-gnawed animals Bones, as well as scattered human hair and shabby clothes, like a nest of wild beasts.
"Did you smell that smell?" Dean lowered his voice, moved his nose, and frowned tightly.
Ted followed him, holding the nail gun tightly in his hand. His voice was very low and trembling slightly. "I can smell it every day. This damn place is simply Hell."
The beam of the flashlight swept across the end of the passage, and a downward step appeared in front of him. There was deeper darkness below, rustling movements came from below, and the suppressed whimpering of a child.
"Let's go." Dean gritted his teeth and took the lead to walk down. Ted was still muttering in his mouth, "Please, no one is grabbing my legs. Please, no one is grabbing my legs."
At the end of the steps, there is an underground space that is much larger than the one above. This should be the lair. The floor is covered with shabby blankets, scattered with various stolen sundries and food scraps. In the corner are Buster's collars and dog leashes, as well as Bones with shredded flesh, and specks of blood.
"Dog. So this is what we had for dinner." Dean looked at the collar on the ground, his face darkened, and he lowered his voice and shouted, "Danny? Danny, are you there?"
Danny's gagged whimpering sound came from the darkness, coming from a deeper corner.
"He's inside." Dean was about to move forward immediately. The beam of the Ted flashlight shone on a pile of Bones and rusty tableware in the corner. His voice was trembling. "Well, it seems that this is her kitchen."
Dean was stunned for a moment. "What is hers?"
At this moment, the wooden board above the head suddenly made a harsh creaking sound!
A black shadow swooped down from the gap at the top of the passage. It was the savage girl! She roared, holding a sharp piece of broken glass in her hand, and plunged it into Ted's neck!
Ted didn't even have time to let out a complete scream, blood spurted out instantly and splashed all over the wall. His eyes widened, he made a whooshing sound in his mouth, his body fell softly, and the nail gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Fake, Ted!" Dean shouted, and immediately raised the revolver and pulled the trigger, but like a loach, the girl instantly got into the hole in the wall next to her and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only Ted with blood pouring out on the ground and no longer breathing.
Dean gritted his teeth and cursed again, squatted down and explored Ted's carotid artery, and found that it was no longer beating. He picked up Ted's body and retreated step by step along the passage, each step being extremely heavy.
When he carried Ted's body out of the passage and returned to the living room, Sam and Brian instantly froze in place.
Sam quickly came up to him. "Have you found Danny?"
Dean shook his head, his expression extremely ugly.
"Ted What's wrong?!!" Brian's voice trembled, his eyes were on the body on Dean's shoulder, his pupils shrank, he couldn't believe it.
"He is gone." Dean's voice was hoarse, filled with deep guilt.
Susan ran back from the shack. When he heard these words, his legs instantly became weak and he held on to the wall to stand firm. "How could this happen?"
Dean gently placed Ted's body on the ground, closed his eyes, and said word by word, "I'm sorry."
"You..." Susan's tears burst out instantly and he stepped back step by step, unable to believe his ears and eyes.
"She attacked suddenly when we were in the wall. I couldn't get to him in time." Dean looked at him, his tone full of guilt, "I shouldn't have been so far away from him. I'm very sorry."
Kate covered his mouth and tears fell silently. "Ted Uncle is dead?"
Susan collapsed completely and collapsed on the ground, covering his face and crying loudly, "He is dead. She killed my brother. She killed my son. Danny is dead, right?"
"No, Su." Brian squatted down and hugged his wife, his voice choked with sobs.
"No, he is dead." Susan cried heartbreakingly.
Dean:"He's alive and we heard his voice!"
Sam immediately knelt down, looked at Susan, and said in a very firm tone, "Do you remember the girl he talked about living in the wall? She said he could stay. She didn't kill him, she regarded him as a companion, and she wouldn't hurt him."
Dean pulled Brian aside, avoiding the crying Susan and Kate. Looking at the man on the verge of collapse, he asked softly, "Andy is your son?"
Brian was stunned for a moment, then nodded, his eyes instantly turned red, and his voice was hoarse. "My eldest son passed away in a car accident last year. I was driving the car."
"My condolences." Dean's tone softened.
"This incident almost broke me up with Susie. We can't tell now." Brian smiled bitterly, his eyes full of despair, "That's why we moved here. Fresh air, a brand new start. I didn't think of these words, it was the marriage counselor who said it. Of course, she may be right. After all, what can go wrong in the country?"
Dean looked at him and said word by word, "I will definitely save your son. Even if it costs me my life."
Brian was stunned, looking at the strange demon hunter in front of him, and asked in confusion, "Why do you care so much? You don't even know us."
Dean opened his mouth, but no words came out.
At this moment, Sam walked over quickly, holding the diary of Rebecca in his hand, interrupting the conversation between the two, with an extremely solemn expression on his face. "Dean. We have to talk."
"What is that?"
"Rebecca's diary. I just finished reading it." Sam took a deep breath and told the cruelest truth in the whole drama, "That girl just now? I am almost certain that she is Rebecca's daughter."
Dean was stunned. "Rebecca has given birth to a child?"
"The diary is full of this incident. She was pregnant and the shame brought about by the pregnancy. She did not dare to tell anyone and locked herself in Busty Asian Beauties until the child was born."
Dean frowned. "Oh my God, let's rent "Juno" and see. What a big deal. Wait, why did she commit suicide after giving birth?"
Sam's eyes turned cold, and there was unconcealable disgust in his tone. "Maybe it's because her father called her a dirty bitch... and said he wanted to lock the child up. Lock her in the wall forever, and don't let anyone know she exists."
Dean and Sam looked at each other and instantly understood the truth. Their stomachs were churning. Dean cursed with disgust on his face, "Oh, how disgusting."
"That guy is a beast, Dean. He raped his daughter, made her give birth to a child, and then locked the child in the wall of this house. Rebecca couldn't stand the torture, and finally hanged himself in Busty Asian Beauties, and her daughter has been locked in the wall her whole life, living like an animal."
Dean leaned against the wall and looked at the hole in the wall, his eyes extremely complicated. "Wow, it's just a replica of Austria's headline case. Man, it's really scary."
"So she has been locked up here all her life?" Sam sighed, "Look at her eyes. Has she ever seen the sun? She is almost no longer a human being."
"So she was imprisoned like an animal for her whole life... and then escaped and killed her old man who was both her father and her grandfather?" Dean shook his head, with deep empathy in his tone, "To be honest, I can't blame her."
Sam frowned and looked at him. "I know her life is the same as Hell. But this cannot be an excuse for her to kill people randomly. Ted is dead, and the previous Gibson, she killed people, this is a fact."
Dean suddenly turned his head to look at him and blurted out. "You sound like you know what Hell is like."
As soon as this sentence came out, he was stunned for a moment. Realizing that he had made a mistake, he immediately looked away, clenched his fists, and stopped talking.
Sam looked at him, his eyes full of worry and distress.
It was almost dawn, and the sky outside the window turned a faint fish belly white, but the darkness in the old house was still too thick to be dissolved.
Dean pried open the iron door of the kitchen food elevator, and the sound of Danny's gagged whimpers could be heard clearly. The steel cable of the elevator hung in the darkness, bottomless. This was the passage where Gibson used to deliver food to the children in the wall.
"He just used this passage to hide her here. He would feed her and no one would notice." Dean looked at the dark elevator shaft with a low voice.
Brian was lying at the door of the elevator, shouting madly at the inside, "Danny! Danny! Dad is here!"
From inside came the clearer whimpering sounds of Danny, as well as the sounds of the child struggling desperately.
"Be careful, I'm going down. Hey, do you have curtains? We need ropes!" Dean turned to look at Sam and Brian.
Several people immediately tore down the heavy curtains in the living room, tore them into strips of cloth, and twisted them into strong ropes. One end was firmly tied to the load-bearing column in the kitchen, and the other end was thrown into the elevator shaft. Dean pinned the revolver to his waist and climbed down along the rope. The steel cable made a squeaking sound beside him.
At the bottom of the elevator shaft is an underground lair that is more spacious than the previous passage. It is filled with various things stolen from the house, including Dean and Sam's lost demon hunting guns, salt bombs, and holy water. They were all scattered on the ground. In the iron cage in the corner, Danny was tied inside, and his mouth was blocked with rags. When he saw Dean coming down, his eyes lit up instantly, and he twisted his body desperately and made a whining sound.
"(Low voice) Danny. Danny." Dean walked lightly, walked over slowly, and made a shushing gesture to him, "Don't say anything, I will take you out."
Danny nodded desperately, tears falling down.
Dean quickly untied the rope that tied Danny, removed the rag from his mouth, picked him up, and whispered to comfort, "It's okay, it's okay. Be careful, be careful."
Danny hugged Dean's neck tightly and whispered in his ear with a trembling voice, "Hurry up, he is coming back."
Dean's body tensed up instantly. "He?"
"Her brother."
Before he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly exploded from the darkness!
A boy who was taller and stronger than the girl, like an angry bear, rushed over from the darkness and hit Dean hard on the back. Dean was prepared and rolled forward with Danny in his arms, avoiding the fatal blow. The boy hit the iron cage, and the steel bars were instantly bent.
Dean protected Danny behind him, picked up the gun on the ground, and pointed it at the boy. But the boy was not afraid of guns at all. He roared and rushed forward again, knocked the gun out of Dean's hand, and struggled with him.
In the narrow lair, the two of them rolled into a ball. The boy's strength was amazing. His fist hit Dean's body like a hammer, and he scratched his mouth with his fingernails. Dean was punched hard., locked his neck with his backhand and pushed him to the ground with all his strength. But the boy seemed to feel no pain and bit Dean's arm hard, his teeth penetrated the leather jacket and embedded in the flesh.
"Damn it!" Dean cursed and put his knee hard on the boy's stomach. Taking advantage of the pain and the moment he let go, he turned over and picked up the gun on the ground.
Above, Sam and Brian have lowered the rope, shouting below, "Dean! Quick! Tie Danny to the rope! Let's pull him up!"
Dean immediately picked up Danny, tied him tightly with a rope, and shouted at the top, "Pull up! Quick!"
Everyone worked together to pull Danny up little by little. As soon as Danny came out of the elevator, he threw himself into Susan's arms. The mother and son hugged each other and broke down crying.
In the lair below, the feral boy pounced on him again. Dean didn't hold back anymore, raised his gun, pointed it at the boy's chest, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"