Dean leaned over to take a look. The string of addresses was like a red-hot iron, making his eyes sting. He took a deep breath and stood up. "Let's go."
They broke into an old car and parked it in the shade of a tree opposite the address.
Through the car window, you can see the 485 Robin Tree Street house.
White exterior walls, emerald green lawn, two pots of geraniums on the front steps, and a black Chevrolet Impala parked in the driveway - brand new.
Sam stared at the house, his Adam's apple rolled up, and his fingers clenched the car door handle tightly.
This is the home he has seen countless times in his dreams, a complete and warm home when his mother was still alive.
He could even imagine the aroma of food floating in the room and his mother's gentle laughter.
"Don't be impulsive." Dean held him back.
In the shadow of the trees outside the car, Bai Haorui stood under the sycamore tree and did not come up to disturb the brothers.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and the Lotus Seal between his brows lit up with a faint golden light. The Divine Sense spread out quietly, like a fine net, sweeping across the entire house, covering an area of a hundred meters in radius.
After a while, he took back Divine Sense, lowered his voice and said to the two people in the car, "Anna hasn't arrived yet, and there are no angel energy fluctuations nearby."
He paused and added, "You two go in and contact them. I will guard outside. If there is any change, I will alert you immediately."
Dean nodded and patted his arm. "Be careful."
"Don't worry." Bai Haorui nodded slightly and took a step back, his figure completely blending into the shadow of the tree.
It seems that he is leaning against the tree trunk casually, but in fact Divine Sense is firmly locked in all directions, and no slightest movement can escape his perception.
The aroma of toasted bread and bacon floated in the house, and the warm yellow sunlight shone in from the kitchen window and fell on the wooden dining table, making it as warm as a painting.
John was wrapping his arms around Mary's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said something in her ear, making Mary laugh out loud.
The young John still has a bit of a boyish look, with a strong outline, handsome eyebrows, dark brown hair, wearing a simple plaid shirt, and his hands are still stained with some engine oil - he just spent the morning repairing the car in the garage.
Mary has long hair, golden hair hanging on her shoulders, and gentle eyebrows.
Ding dong
The doorbell rang.
Mary stopped smiling, wiped his hands, and walked over to open the door.
The moment the door opened, she saw Dean's face, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.
Dean stood at the door, looking at his mother who was decades younger. His throat suddenly choked, and he had thousands of words stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say a single word.
Sam stood behind him, his eyes a little warm.
Mary's face instantly turned cold, he folded his arms and said in a wary tone, "No matter what you have to do, please come back."
"Mary, wait a minute, we are not..." Dean was about to explain, but John walked out of the house. He was very enthusiastic. When he saw the two people, he thought they were relatives of Mary, so he let them into the house without any explanation. "Oh, they are relatives, right? Come in, come in, lunch has just been made, let's eat together."
Mary frowned and wanted to say something else, but John had already pulled the two of them into the room.
Entering the living room, Sam looked at his young father, his eyes straightened, and he blurted out. "You are so beautiful."
The scene froze instantly.
John was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. Dean quickly smoothed things over and waved his hands with a dry smile, "Family intimacy, family intimacy, he just thinks you are kind."
John didn't think much and asked casually, "What kind of business do you two do? They look familiar."
"Plumber." Dean blurted out.
"Scrap collector." Sam said at the same time.
The two looked at each other, even more embarrassed.
Mary has been sitting nearby, watching with cold eyes, the alertness in his eyes is not less, and he is careful to make no big mistake.
At this moment, the phone on the table rang. John picked up the phone, his eyes lit up immediately after hearing a few words, and he said excitedly, "Okay, boss, I'll be there right away!"
After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his coat and walked out. "There's an urgent job in the garage. I'll go and I'll be back soon. You guys sit down first, Mary, you can entertain me."
Before he finished speaking, the person had already ran out.
Mary stood up immediately, with no trace of smile on his face, and gave the eviction order, "Okay, my husband is leaving too. If you have anything to say, just say it. Please leave after you have finished speaking."
Dean stopped beating around the bush and looked at her with a solemn tone. "Mary, there are angels who want to kill you and John. You are in danger now and you must follow us immediately."
Mary seemed to have heard some big joke and sneered, "Angel? Are you crazy? There are no angels in this world."
With a "bang" sound, the door was pushed open violently.
Bai Haorui rushed in with a solemn expression and spoke very fast, "Tune the tiger away from the mountain! Anna is in the garage! She pretended to be John's boss and made a phone call and deceived John. Her target was John from the beginning!"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Mary reacted the fastest, grabbed the knife on the chopping board, turned around and rushed to the garage, his movements as swift as a gust of wind.
Dean and Sam followed closely behind and ran away.
Bai Haorui ran in front, with the peach wood sword already drawn in his hand. The purple-gold True Gang in the Dantian was lifted up instantly, and rushed to the sword body along the meridians. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman golden light on the sword flowed, and Pure Yang True Fire condensed a thin film of light on the blade. The temperature was so high that the surrounding air was slightly distorted.
The garage of the car repair shop was dimly lit, with only a few incandescent lamps hanging overhead, making a sizzling sound. Wrenches, tires and oil barrels were scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gasoline.
John hummed a song and pushed open the garage door. He had just taken two steps when a huge force came from behind and hit him hard on the back.
His whole body hit the wall like a kite with its string cut off, and his back hurt from the impact. He groaned and the tools in his hand fell to the ground.
He raised his head dizzily, and saw a woman in a windbreaker standing in front of him, her eyes as cold as ice, and she raised her hand to slap him on the head - the hand was wrapped in milky white holy light, and there was definitely no trace of her body left after being hit.
"John!"
Mary rushed in and rushed forward without thinking. The hunting knife in her hand slashed Anna's back of the neck. Her movements were neat and her moves were fierce. Every blow was aimed at the vital part, exactly like a veteran hunter.
Anna snorted, dodged sideways, and swung out with his backhand. Mary was swept away by the aftermath of the holy light. He was thrown away and fell heavily on the tool box. The metal tools fell to the ground with a crash.
"Mary!" John's eyes widened as he murmured, "Monster..."
Anna ignored him, turned around and walked towards John step by step. The holy light on his fingertips became brighter and brighter. Dean rushed forward to stop him, but Anna waved his hand and a ray of holy light hit his chest. He flew backwards and fell to the ground unable to get up for a long time.
The moment Anna's hand was about to touch John's forehead--
"Buzz--"
A purple-gold sword energy came through the air with a scorching breath. The sword wind was fierce and came directly to Anna's face. The air was instantly filled with a scorching aura, and even the smell of gasoline was diluted a bit.
Anna's expression changed and he suddenly turned sideways to avoid it.
"Boom!"
The sword energy hit the iron frame next to it hard, blasting out a deep charred pit and sending sparks flying everywhere.
The oil barrel on the iron stand was split in half, and the gasoline flowed all over the floor. It was instantly ignited by the remaining fire from the sword energy, and a small flame burst into flames.
Bai Haorui stepped on Steps of Yu with a sword, and the black combat uniform made a sound in the airflow.
His steps are steady and quick, and each step is in a specific direction, Seven Stars Gang Steps.
The mahogany sword pointed diagonally at the ground. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman on the sword was urged by True Gang to make the golden light flow. There was a thin layer of Pure Yang True Fire attached to the blade. It was obviously only a thin layer, but the temperature was astonishingly high.
"I said, if you want to touch them, you have to go through me first." Bai Haorui's voice was calm, but his eyes were very cold.
Anna gritted his teeth and said, "You are actually making such rapid progress?"
Bai Haorui No nonsense, he flipped his wrist and the peach wood sword stabbed out diagonally.
This sword is completely different from his previous approach. In the past, his swordsmanship followed a fierce and domineering approach, slashing and sweeping, powerful and heavy, and all his moves were head-on. Now that his cultivation has entered Middle Stage of Refining Qi into Gang, True Gang, which combines hardness and softness, his swordsmanship has become unpredictable.
The tip of the sword seemed to be piercing Anna's heart. Anna raised his hand and concentrated the Holy Light Blade to block it. When he came closer, the sword tip suddenly tilted slightly and slid along the edge of the Holy Light Blade. Go over and turn to her wrist. The True Gang hidden in the spine of the sword burst out violently, and a soft yet strong force spread along the holy light blade, making Anna's wrist numb.
At the same time, Pure Yang True Fire on the sword blade penetrated along the gap of the holy light, piercing into Anna's meridians like a needle.
"Uh--" Anna groaned, quickly stopped his hand and stepped back, looking down at his wrist. The cuff of his sleeve was scorched by True Fire, and there was a burning pain on his skin, and even his holy power was a little stagnant.
She was frightened and angry, and with a low roar, she gathered two holy light blades in her hands, and jumped forward. The holy light blades made a sound of breaking through the air, and slashed towards Bai Haorui.
Bai Haorui did not dodge or avoid, the mahogany sword was erected in front of him, and the sword was moved with all his strength.
"Dang--"
A loud sound like metal collision echoed in the garage.
Bai Haorui only took half a step back, and the soles of his boots rubbed two shallow marks on the concrete floor. His waist was straight, and True Gang on the sword firmly caught the blow. Pure Yang True Fire followed the holy light blade and flew up Anna's arm.
Anna quickly withdrew his hand and retreated, looking at his arms that were burnt black, his expression extremely ugly.
In the next few rounds, Bai Haorui displayed his strong and soft sword skills to the fullest. Sometimes the sword was heavy and fierce, with the force of splitting mountains and rocks, forcing Anna to forcefully take it; sometimes the movement was erratic, and the sword moves were weak and strong, and True Fire would shoot out a wisp from time to time, disturbing Anna.
His Pure Yang True Fire is also very different from before. It is no longer a fire dragon that shoots out, but is restrained on the blade, and its purity has been increased several times. As long as it touches a little angel's holy light, it will penetrate the energy like gangrene attached to the bone, burning the meridians and consuming the holy power.
Anna became more frightened the more she fought. She could feel that Bai Haorui was more than one level stronger than before.
True Gang is condensed and thick, True Fire is domineering and pure, and the swordsmanship is even more sophisticated. If she keeps fighting like this, not only will she not be able to kill John, but she will also fall here.
She gritted her teeth, made a feint, and took advantage of the gap between Bai Haorui's block to sway and teleport and disappear into the garage.
The garage suddenly became quiet, leaving only the crackling sound of the flames and the heavy breathing of several people.
John stood up holding on to the wall, looking at the mess on the ground, the charred potholes, and then at Mary, his eyes full of shock and confusion.
He had lived for more than twenty years and had never seen such a scene before - a glowing sword, a woman who disappeared out of thin air, and his wife, who was so skilled.
Bai Haorui put away his sword and turned to look at Dean: "She hasn't gone far, she must still be nearby. It's not safe here and we have to move immediately."
Mary also stood up holding his waist, his face a little pale, but his eyes were firm. "Follow me. I know a safe place."
Mary drove the car and took everyone to the outskirts of the town.
It was completely dark, and the shadows of the trees on the roadside receded quickly.
The car drove for nearly half an hour before stopping at the edge of a forest.
Deep in the woods, there is an inconspicuous wooden house hidden. This is the old safe house left by the Campbell family. It is located in a remote place and is highly concealed.
After entering the house, everyone looked around by the light of the kerosene lamp. The walls were densely painted with Devil's Trap, the tables and chairs were all made of pure iron, and the storage room was filled with salt bags, holy water, hunting knives and shotguns. It was obvious that Campbell Family was well prepared.
Mary checked around, but frowned. "These are all arrangements for demons, and are of no use to angels. Not only can they not be blocked, but they may also annoy them."
Sam took out Holy Oil and the rune paper from the bag and placed them on the table. "Holy Oil runes can temporarily repel angels."
John came over, reached out and picked up a piece of rune paper, turned it over and over, looked up and asked, "Where is this painting? How big should it be? Although I don't understand this, I can still draw something."
His eyes were serious and he didn't mean to flinch at all. Dean looked at him and suddenly felt a sore nose.
This spirit of not admitting defeat and daring to take on things was exactly the same as the father who later led them to hunt monsters everywhere.
Bai Haorui was standing in the center of the living room, looking at the surrounding layout. Hearing this, he shook his head. "Holy Oil runes can only block for a while. To deal with angels, you have to use formations."
He took out Five Emperor Coins and cinnabar from his talisman bag, walked to eight directions in the living room, and began to arrange Bagua Trapping Formation.
John came over curiously and squatted beside him to watch. Bai Haorui did not hide his secrets. While placing the coins, he simply told him, "This is Bagua Trapping Formation, place the formation eyes in eight directions according to the eight directions of Qian Kan Gen Zhen Xun Li Kun Dui, and use Five Emperor Coins to calm the aura. If a low-level angel breaks in, he will be trapped in the formation and cannot move; for a high-level angel, it can also be delayed for a quarter of an hour."
"Are these copper coins at the center of the array?" John asked, pointing to the copper coins on the ground.
"Yes. Five Emperor Coins inherits the national destiny of the human world and has the most yang energy. It can destroy evil spirits and trap spirits." Bai Haorui nodded and handed him a few more copper coins. "You can help me place it in the corner over there and align it with the cinnabar line on the ground."
John took the copper coin and placed it carefully, with a very steady hand. It didn't look like it was the first time he came into contact with these things.
He learned quickly and was able to help draw the auxiliary runes in a short time, and his movements were impressive.
Bai Haorui looked at his serious profile and sighed secretly in his heart.
John is born with the talent of a hunter, he is thoughtful, courageous and has strong hands-on ability.
If it weren't for Yellow-Eyed Demon Azazel, he should have been an ordinary car repairman and lived a stable life with Mary Ann. He wouldn't have to bear the blood feud and have his two sons live in the shadow of demon hunting since they were young. It's not necessarily true that even without these things, John would have achieved something.
Fate plays tricks on people, that's all.
On the other side of the living room, Dean and Mary were standing by the window. The night was thick outside the window, and the wind rustled the leaves.
Dean was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse. "Mary, I didn't lie to you. I am Dean, Dean·Winchester. I come from thirty years later, and I am your son."
Mary turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of absurdity. "Are you crazy?"
"When you were a child, your grandma always made tomato rice soup for you, with a lot of tomatoes in it. It was so sour that you frowned, but you drank it all every time." Dean looked into her eyes and said word by word, "You put your children to sleep and always sang "Hey Jude", which was very off-key, but you didn't know it."
Mary's face turned pale a little. Only she knew these things, not even John said anything about them.
Tears welled up instantly, and her voice began to tremble. "Impossible... This is impossible..."
"It's true." Dean's throat was also a little tight. "On November 2, 1983, Yellow-Eyed Demon would break into Sam's baby room. You died in the fire to protect him. I was four years old at that time, and Sam was only six months old."
"Dad brought us up. He became a hunter and took us all over the country to find the devil who killed you."
Mary covered her mouth, tears falling down her fingers. She collapsed and asked, "So... you all became hunters? You should have a normal life..."
"It's not your fault." Dean said quickly, "Mary, listen, when that day comes, you must run with Sam in your arms, don't look back, leave the house alone, run as far as possible. This way you won't die, and we can have a normal life."
Sam walked over at this time, his face was calm, but there was pain in his eyes. "It's useless."
"Dean, it's useless." He looked at Dean, "The devil will always find her. Even if she escapes once, there will be a second and third time. The only way is for her to leave John and never come back. This way we will not be born and she can live the normal life she wants."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Dean suddenly became anxious, "Sam, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know." Sam's voice was soft but firm, "If we were not born, everyone would be able to live well."
"I disagree!" Dean's voice suddenly became louder, "Our lives are also lives! Why should we exchange our disappearance for the stability of others?"
The two brothers started to argue, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Mary leaned against the window, tears streaming down her face. She looked at the two young men, and saw the similarities between their eyebrows and eyes with John and herself. She choked and shook her head. "I can't do it. I can't leave John, and I can't... give up on you."
She sniffed, put her hand gently on her belly, and her tears fell even more fiercely. "And... it's too late."
"I'm pregnant."
The room fell into dead silence for an instant.
Dean froze on the spot, opened his mouth, but said nothing. Sam also froze, his eyes full of astonishment.
It turns out that Dean was already here.
From the very beginning, their return could not change anything.
Bai Haorui stood at the door, holding half of the unfinished talisman paper in his hand. Hearing these words, he sighed lightly.
He knows how terrible the inertia of the timeline is.