"This woman is stained with my Yang Gathering Array breath and can't escape." Bai Haorui said, "And it's useless even if she takes Hand of Glory. This thing needs to be matched with the corresponding Grievance-Resolving Spell to be most effective. Otherwise, long-term contact will not only fail to suppress the ghost, but will also be counterattacked by the ghost's resentment and attract the ghost to herself."
He looked at Dean's angry look and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, she will come back to beg us soon. This is called 'shooting oneself in the foot'. She thought that snatching Hand of Glory would solve the problem, but she didn't know that she had already brought Death to her side."
Sam frowned and said in a worried tone, "If Bela is really targeted by a ghost, then she will be in danger. No matter how hateful she is, we can't just die without saving her."
"Don't worry, she won't die." Bai Haorui said, "Hand of Glory can help her resist for a while, but it won't last long. When she realizes that she can't deal with ghosts, she will naturally come to beg us."
On a rainy night, in the hotel room, Bela was sitting by the bed, counting the cash in her hands, with a proud smile on her face. She picked up the Hand of Glory on the table and looked at it carefully. "With this thing, I can Make more money." At this moment, a red light suddenly flashed outside the window, and a shabby three-masted ship appeared in the rain. It was the ghost ship. The smile on Bela's face froze, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, the floor in the room began to seep, and the turbid seawater, carrying the smell of the sea, came in through the cracks in the door and the corners of the walls, and quickly spread to the entire room. Bela stood up in horror, and wanted to escape, but found that the door was locked by an invisible force. The seawater became deeper and deeper, and soon reached her knees, and the cold touch made her tremble all over. She looked at the ghost ship outside the window, remembered the legend about this ghost, and finally realized that she seemed to have trapped herself.
She took out her mobile phone in a panic and dialed Sam's number with trembling voice, "Hello? It's me, Bela. I need your help, come and save me!"
Bai Haorui was analyzing the case and summarizing clues with Winchester Brothers in the hotel room at the moment. Hearing the ringtone of his mobile phone, Sam picked up the phone and frowned when he heard Bela's panicked voice. Bai Haorui leaned towards the phone, frowning. True Fire Pill suddenly jumped, and a strong feeling of resentment came along the phone signal. It was cold and bone-chilling, making him instantly alert. "Where are you now? Sprinkle salt at the door quickly to form a salt circle. If there is wormwood around, light the wormwood - salt can block evil spirits, and wormwood can purify evil spirits. It can temporarily block it, and don't let the water overflow your head!"
"Salt? Wormwood? I don't have these things!" Bela's voice became more and more desperate, "That thing is outside the window, and the sea water has reached my thighs! Come here quickly!"
"This ghost kills people who 'betrayed their loved ones'!" Bai Haorui spoke into the phone with a serious tone, "What exactly did you do? If you don't tell the truth, we can't save you! This ghost's resentment stems from the betrayal of relatives. If you don't tell the truth, even if we arrive, we won't be able to resolve its resentment!"
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then came the suppressed cry of Bela: "I... I betrayed my parents when I was a child." Her voice was full of endless regret and pain, "My parents are antique dealers and have a very precious cultural relic in their hands. One day, a group of robbers broke into my house and wanted to steal it. They threatened to kill my parents if I didn't tell them where the cultural relics were hidden. I was too scared at the time, so... I told them the location of the cultural relics. As a result, after they got the cultural relics, they still killed my parents. For so many years, I have been living with guilt and fear..."
Bai Haorui heard this and felt that she still hadn't told the truth, but she didn't say anything else. Sam found out the details of the ghost based on the clues just compiled. "The ghost's name is Malcolm, a sailor United Kingdom in the seventeenth century. He and his brother Benjamin were sailing on the sea together, and later the ship encountered When it came to the pirates, Benjamin, in order to save his life, gave the things they wanted to transport to the pirates. After returning home, he claimed that Malcolm was treason. Malcolm was tortured in prison for three years, and was finally hung from the mast of the ship and his body was thrown into the sea. His resentment persisted and he killed an entire ship of people. He would come back every 37 years to seek revenge on those who betrayed their relatives."
He thought secretly in his heart, "Another betrayal between relatives. This case is simply a mirror tailor-made for Winchester Brothers. One was resentful because of the betrayal and turned into a ghost to seek revenge; the other was obsessed with protecting students and argued endlessly with each other." He thought about Winchester Brothers, who had been quarreling but never left, and was filled with emotion, "Dean and Sam, although they always quarrel, they care about each other the most. Their conflict stems from protecting each other, while the tragedy of Malcolm and Benjamin stems from betrayal. This contrast between positive and negative just confirms the principle of 'betrayal destroys, protection symbiosis'."
The three of them hung up the phone and immediately followed the guidance of the tracking talisman and drove into the pouring rain. Bai Haorui quickly drew the evil-breaking talisman on the passenger seat. The red-gold real fire on his fingertips made the paper slightly hot, and the "breaking evil" on the talisman pattern The word "two" shone faintly, and with each stroke, a tiny amount of pure Yang energy overflowed, dissipating the dampness and coldness in the car. Dean pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and the black car sped like an arrow through the rain. When he arrived at Bella's hotel, the entire building was filled with The lower floors were shrouded in cold water vapor, and the hotel room door was locked tightly with an invisible resentment. The door handle was glowing with a permeable green and black color, and the condensed water droplets on it carried the fishy smell of the sea. Bai Haorui took out the peach wood sword, and there was a condensation on the blade. A wisp of red-gold real fire stabbed the door lock, and there was only a "sizzle" sound. The cold air was burned by the real fire and made a harsh sound. It turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated, and the door lock popped open. When the three people rushed in, the turbid sea The water has reached Bella's waist, and in the red sky outside the window, the outline of the ghost ship is clearly visible, with Malcolm's pale face hanging on the mast. The holes in the sails look like ferocious eyes under the red light. Bai Haorui Without saying anything, I grabbed a handful of coarse salt from my backpack and threw it out with my backhand. The salt particles drew an arc in the air and formed a complete salt circle the moment they hit the ground. Where the salt particles contacted the seawater, they made a soft "sizzling" sound and a faint sound came out. White mist. He took out the old mugwort he carried with him and lit it with real fire at his fingertips. The rich aroma of grass and trees instantly dispelled the smell of sea and resentment in the room. The green smoke from the burning mugwort went straight upward, forming a thin barrier above the salt circle. . He pulled Bella into the salt circle, condensed a real fire as thin as a hair on his fingertips, and drew a miniature Pure Heart Talisman on her back. The pattern of the Talisman was hidden into the skin. Only then did Bella's trembling body gradually subside, and the bruise on her face faded a bit.
The four of them returned to the car in embarrassment and drove all the way to the safe house in the suburbs. Bai Haorui wiped the rain off his face and was the first to make a plan. "The source of Malcolm's resentment is the betrayal of his brother Benjamin. Killing him simply by Hand of Glory can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. It won't be long before he It will also gather resentment and rebirth. If you want to completely resolve it, you must find Benjamin's cemetery, awaken his ghost, and let the two brothers confront each other. I will lay out Yin-Yang Harmonizing Array around the cemetery, using the tombstone as an eye, using cinnabar and mugwort juice for the yang lines, and ink lines soaked in black dog blood for the yin lines. I will bury wormwood and cinnabar bags in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and zoom in. Benjamin's regret suppressed Malcolm's murderous thoughts. Coupled with Grievance-Resolving Spell and activating the power of the formation, Malcolm could completely let go of his obsession and lose his soul." Although Dean was still angry at Bela for cheating, he also knew that This was the only way, and he nodded in a muffled voice; Sam immediately searched for Benjamin's cemetery information, tapping his fingers quickly on the keyboard; Bela huddled in the corner, his face pale, and finally did not dare to play any more tricks, and obediently took out the clues he had found about Benjamin's cemetery.
It rained heavily, and the cemetery of Benjamin was shrouded in a gloomy curtain of rain. The writings on the tombstone had long been washed away by the years and were blurred. The surroundings were covered with weeds, showing a sense of desolation and death. Bai Haorui, Winchester Brothers and Bela stood in front of the tombstone, their clothes wet by the rain.
"According to the plan, Sam chanted a spell to awaken the ghost of Benjamin, and I will set up the formation to suppress the resentment of Malcolm." Bai Haorui took out the ink fountain, mugwort and cinnabar from his backpack and quickly arranged them around the cemetery. He first mashed the mugwort, mixed it with cinnabar and the first well water in the morning, and mixed it into a thick red color He took out the ink fountain, and the ink line had already been soaked in the black dog's blood, glowing with a dark luster. He used Benjamin's tombstone as an eye, stepped on Gang Steps, The steps were staggered, and with each step, the weeds under his feet automatically separated to both sides. The ink fountain line flew in his hand, and he first drew three Yang Yao lines. The Yang Yao lines were outlined with cinnabar mugwort juice, and the color was bright red, revealing the pure Yang Yao. Qi; then draw three Yin Yao, the Yin Yao is shaped with black dog blood ink lines, dark, with the power of suppressing evil. The Yin and Yang Yao are staggered, forming a huge Tai Chi diagram with a diameter of three feet, with four directions: southeast, northwest and northwest. Each buried a yellow paper bag wrapped in mugwort and cinnabar as a formation. "This formation can amplify Benjamin's regret and suppress Malcolm's resentment. Malcolm's resentment is too deep. It is useless to rely on Benjamin's confession alone. He must use the formation to help him let go of his obsession." Bai Haorui wiped the rain from his forehead, True Fire Pill between his eyebrows felt slightly hot, injecting a ray of pure Yang True Qi into the formation, and the color on the formation instantly became a little brighter.
Sam stood in front of the tombstone, holding an ancient spell book, took a deep breath, and began to recite the spell. As the spell sounded, the air around the cemetery became heavier and heavier, the soil in front of the tombstone began to loosen, and a rotting corpse slowly rose from the ground. It was the ghost of Benjamin. His whole body exuded a faint green light, and his face showed endless regret and pain.
"Malcolm, I know you are here." Benjamin's voice was hoarse and crying, "Come out, I know you hate me, I owe you what I owe you, and I'm here to pay you back today."
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed in the sky, the ghost ship appeared above the cemetery, and the ghost of Malcolm jumped off the ship. He was soaked all over, his clothes were in tatters, a rusty iron chain was wrapped around his neck, his face was covered with hideous scars, and his eyes were God was filled with overwhelming resentment. "Benjamin!" He roared angrily, his voice like thunder, "I have been looking for you for so many years, and finally I found you! You betrayed me back then and caused me to be tortured for three years without a complete body. I am going to kill you!"
The ghost of Malcolm rushed towards Benjamin, but was blocked by Yin-Yang Harmonizing Array laid out by Bai Haorui. The formation emitted a faint golden light, and the red light of the Yang Yao lines intertwined with the black light of the Yin Yao lines, forming a strong barrier that suppressed the resentment on his body., making him feel as if he was being held down by a huge boulder every time he took a step forward, and the sound of the iron chains colliding became stagnant and heavy. "Why? Why don't you let me kill him?" Malcolm hit the formation crazily, letting out a shrill roar. The resentment on his body surged like a black tide, but he was still unable to break through the golden and black barrier.
"Malcolm, I'm sorry!" Benjamin knelt on the ground, tears mixed with the rain flowing down, "I was afraid of death back then, and I'm sorry for you! The pirates broke into the ship, and they threatened to kill me. I. I was too scared, so... I agreed to them. After I went back, I didn't dare to tell the truth. I was too afraid of death. I'm sorry! Over the years, I have been living with guilt and self-blame every day. I know I was wrong, and I am willing to use everything I have to make up for you!"
"To make up for it?" Malcolm sneered, his eyes full of ridicule, "You ruined my family and left no body intact. Can you make up for it by just saying sorry? I was tortured in prison day and night. Do you know how painful it was? I think about revenge every day, and want you to pay with your blood!"
"I know, I know my sins are serious." Benjamin's voice was full of endless pain, "If you can relieve your hatred by killing me, then you can kill me. I only ask that after you kill me, you can let go of your obsession and free yourself."
Bai Haorui looked at this scene, running True Fire Art, the True Fire Pill red light between the eyebrows flourished, and wisps of pure Yang True Qi were continuously injected into the formation. The golden light of the formation became more and more powerful, and the red light of the Yang Yao lines seemed to come alive, flowing along the formation, Benjamin's regret The hatred was infinitely amplified, turning into golden threads, wrapped around Malcolm's body. Those golden threads carried a warm breath, and wherever they passed, the black resentment on Malcolm's body gradually dissipated like ice and snow. His roar gradually weakened, and the resentment in his eyes slowly faded away, replaced by endless sadness and confusion.
"Brother..." He looked at Benjamin, his voice choked, and the sound of the iron chains colliding became softer, "I really hate you, but I also miss you very much. When we were children, we grew up together by the sea and went sailing together. Those days were the happiest times in my life."
"Me too, Malcolm." Benjamin stretched out his hand with tears streaming down his face, "I'm sorry, it was me who ruined everything for us. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make it up to you."
Malcolm looked at Benjamin's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly reached out and held his hand. At the moment when the two hands were holding each other, the golden light of the formation reached its peak, shrouding the two ghosts, and the last trace of resentment on Malcolm's body was penetrated by the golden thread. The two ghosts turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in the rain. The ghost ship in the sky also decomposed and turned into countless fragments, blending into the rain and disappearing without a trace. The rainstorm gradually stopped, and the sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the cemetery, dispelling all the evil spirits. The colors on the array slowly faded and disappeared into the soil, leaving only a faint fragrance of vegetation.
Bai Haorui feels the resentment dissipating in the air. The True Fire Pill between the eyebrows is slightly hot. After absorbing part of the purified resentment essence, the red-gold True Fire in the elixir becomes more condensed and mellow. The smoothness of operation is far better than before. Not only is there no The backlash made his True Qi purer. "The obsession has been resolved, and the resentment has dissipated." He whispered, feeling quite touched in his heart, "It turns out that 'redemption' can break the situation more completely than 'annihilation'. Will the contract of Dean also be broken through redemption?"
He looked at Winchester Brothers and thought to himself, "Benjamin's confession is the key to resolving resentment. If Dean and Sam can argue less, be more frank, stop being so tough-talking, and say everything they think in their hearts, their conflicts may also be resolved."
Bela slumped on the ground, looking at the dissipated ghosts, heaving a long sigh of relief, with a smile of relief on his face. She looked at Dean, raised her eyebrows and joked, "Dean, after so much, do you want to have some angry sex to relax?"
Dean frowned and refused without hesitation. "Forget it, I really have no interest in you."
Bela chuckled, stood up, and patted the dirt on her body. "What a pity. But thank you for saving me. This money will be regarded as your reward." She took out a stack of cash from her bag, threw it to the three of them, and turned around to leave the cemetery.
Beside the highway, Dean's black car was parked on the side of the road. After the heavy rain, the air was exceptionally fresh, and a rainbow hung in the sky in the distance. Dean leaned on the car and looked at Sam, with rare tiredness and guilt on his face. "Sam, I'm sorry."
Sam was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Dean to suddenly apologize.
"I know you killed the demon for me, and I shouldn't lose my temper with you." Dean's voice was hoarse. "Actually, I know very well that you can live well without me. You are smarter than me. Even without my protection, you can face those supernatural creatures alone."
"Dean, I don't accept your apology." Sam's emotions burst out suddenly, his eyes turned red, "I don't accept your fate either! You are my brother, I can't just watch you commit Hell! I will definitely find a way to break the contract, and I won't let anything happen to you!"
Dean looked at Sam's excited look, smiled bitterly, and turned to walk to the casino not far away. "Let's not talk about this for now. I'm going to play some dice. Maybe I can win some money."
Sam stood alone, looking at Dean's leaving back, his eyes full of determination and persistence. He knew that there was still a long way to go to save Dean, but he would not give up.
Bai Haorui walked to Sam and took out two pieces of Safety Talisman. The talisman paper was made of boxwood pulp and was drawn with cinnabar mixed with True Fire. The word "peace" shone faintly. He handed one to Dean and said in a serious tone, "Wear it, the casino is a mixed bag of good and bad, and the yin energy is strong, so it is easy to get dirty things. And don't really break it, your life is not yours alone."
Dean took Safety Talisman, glanced at it, and felt the warmth coming from the talisman paper with his fingertips. He was stunned for a moment, then stuffed it into his pocket, and walked straight into the casino without saying anything.
Bai Haorui handed Sam another Safety Talisman: "You wear it too. Don't be too eager for quick success. You also saw what happened to the ghost just now. You are too obsessed." Being deep will only harm others and yourself. You have to find the right way to save Dean, not rush in blindly. You should also be more careful with Ruby, she doesn't really want to help you, she just wants to use you."
Sam took Safety Talisman and held it tightly in his hand. The warmth of the talisman came through his fingertips, calming his restless heart a little. He nodded. "I know, thank you, Haorui."
Bai Haorui looked at the two people's unhappy separation, and his heart was full of worry. "This conflict has not been resolved at all." He secretly said in his heart, "Dean broke the pot because he knew that he didn't have much time; Sam was in a hurry and wanted to find a way to break the contract as soon as possible, but he ignored the risks involved."
He looked up at the sky. The rainbow gradually dissipated and night fell again.
The evening breeze carried the slight coolness after the rain and blew over his cheeks. Bai Haorui found a secluded corner in the shade and sat cross-legged, and began to run True Fire Art to sort out the True Qi in his body. The purified essence of resentment that had just been absorbed in the cemetery was now dormant docilely around True Fire Pill, slowly permeating with the circulation of the small week.
At first, it was just a subtle change - True Fire Pill, which was originally the size of a dove egg and covered in red gold, gradually developed a very faint golden-red pattern on the surface. The pattern was winding and twisting, and actually faintly outlined the prototype of the flame spear, which was the imprint of the Nezha divine power hidden in his blood. In the past, this divine power was always like a sleeping beast. No matter how much he urged True Fire Art, it was difficult to touch it. But now it seemed to be awakened by the gentle force that purified resentment. It was intertwined with Daoist Chunyang True Qi. There was no conflict at all, but a sense of mutual complementarity.
On the third day of True Qi's cycle, Bai Haorui suddenly felt a heat between his brows, True Fire Pill trembled violently, and a wave of Pure Yang True Fire that was several times more concentrated than before surged around him. Limbs and bones. He raised his hand subconsciously, and what was condensed on his fingertips was no longer a flame as thin as a hair, but a cluster of golden-red flames about an inch long. The outer layer of the flame was covered with a faint red gold halo. It was not burning but exuded a frightening coercion, and even the surrounding air was slightly distorted by the scorching heat.
"True Fire Artifact Enchantment, you can actually use it so easily." A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Haorui's eyes.
This is a technique that he has studied hard before but has never been able to master. It requires wrapping the magic weapon with pure True Fire, which greatly increases the power of Expelling Evil to suppress evil. In the past, when he used the Taomu Sword to perform this technique, he could only maintain it for three breaths at most., at this moment, with a thought, the golden red flames on the fingertips flew onto the mahogany sword that was carried with him. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman inscription on the blade instantly lit up, intertwined with the golden and red flames, and made a soft buzzing sound. The pure Yang energy lingering on the sword was nearly twice as powerful as before.
What surprised him even more was,
He also vaguely comprehended a new technique - Malignancy-Purifying True Fire Seal. Just condense True Fire in the palm of his hand and form a seal to hit the evil things. Then he can exert the purifying power of Daoist True Fire and the shocking power of Nezha's divine power at the same time. It is much faster than ordinary talismans to deal with resentful ghosts.
Bai Haorui slowly stopped the exercise, and the golden-red flames at his fingertips dissipated without a trace, leaving only the warm feeling in his palm. He clenched his fists and could clearly feel the fullness and condensation of True Qi in his body, as well as the throbbing power brought by the newly awakened Nezha divine power.
"This is only the initial awakening of a tiny bit of power." He whispered to himself, a trace of expectation flashing in his eyes.