[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

The flat glasses in Dean's hand were burned with the flame ignited by holy oil. Only in this way could Dean see the Hellhound through the lens.As for the weapon to kill the Hellhound, Dean has also found it. He got it from John Constantine. It is a disposable item, but it is enough to tear the hard flesh of the Hellhound.

Dean sat back in the driver's seat, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the place Crowley mentioned.

***

"Crowley, you are a shameless bastard!"

In the wilderness, Dean gritted his teeth and his green eyes were full of anger.

"Ugh..."

Amidst the angry cursing, a thin whimper sounded, and then there was a crackling sound.

Dean's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he lowered his head stiffly, looking at the picnic basket in his left hand.

A fluffy translucent head opened the lid of the picnic basket, and its furry paws rested on the edge of the picnic basket. A pair of black round eyes looked at Dean wetly, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat.

With just one glance, Dean's heart began to move towards the brink of collapse again.

That bastard devil Crowley!

Dean had made three promises with Crowley using his remains, and assisting him in killing the yellow-eyed demon Azrael was one of them. The contract did not allow Crowley to kill Azrael, so it was not a breach of contract.

The second agreement is a hell hound.

Hunting down a hellhound, drenched in its blood, and reciting the incantation engraved on the devil's tablet is the first trial to close the gates of hell.

Of course, before that demonic slab was dug up, no one other than the now well-hidden clerk Metatron could have guessed what Dean really wanted for the Hellhound, and Dean didn't expect Crowley to believe that either. The lie that he wanted a good dog.

but!Crowley is so shameless!How could there be such a shameless demon, no, all demons are such shameless existences, and Crowley is the best among them!

Crowley sent the red-eyed demon to Dean with the hellhound of the second promise, but the hellhound was not at all what Dean imagined.

The hell hound that Dean was going to deal with should be a hell creature that was far more mighty, tall and ferocious than ordinary bulldogs.It does not know how many times it has carried out the task of collecting human souls and how many humans it has killed. Dean has no interest in domesticating the hellhound at all. He is only going to avoid other human demons and other creatures, and kill the hellhound with a single knife. Complete the first trial.

Alright, Dean understands that this kind of big trial about the world, even if you have the first opportunity, it is not so easy to get cheap.

Crowley had given him a hellhound, but it was a pup who didn't look like he was weaning himself!

brat! !

Dean choked in his throat.

He never knew that Crowley was not easy to fool, that guy was simply a born devil profiteer, but he never expected that he would find such a loophole when it came to the issue of hellhounds.

Just like when Crowley snatched Azrael's head before, Crowley did not violate the previous contract by sending such a pup, but Dean was going to be pissed off.

"Woo..." The little hell dog obviously sensed Dean's vigorous anger. It didn't know why Dean was so angry, and looked at Dean eagerly with a pair of innocent black eyes.Fluffy's ears trembled, and then it took the initiative to lift its paws, and the soft and springy pads rested on Dean's hand carrying the picnic basket. Needless to say, the excellent touch was followed by a flattering lick on the back of his hand.

While licking, he also gurgled.

Dean: "..."

If it was an adult Hellhound, Dean would have stabbed him without hesitation, but facing such a pup...

Cubs and adults are two completely different concepts. Even opposing races, as long as they have a basic conscience, they will not attack cubs.

Come on.Dean told himself, how much blood can be drawn from such a slap-sized pup, it is not enough to drench his body.

Dean looked down at the pup, his heart was half filled with anger, half full of helplessness, and the most frightening thing was that there was still a trace of love growing between the two emotions.There is no other reason, but the wet eyes of this pup are too much like his stubborn and stupid brother.

"Fuck you Crowley." Dean cursed in a low voice, and pushed the pup licking his hands back into the picnic basket a little rudely.

This pup has been delivered to him, and the second agreement has been completed. Even if Dean is dissatisfied, Crowley will not be able to change the pup into an adult dog under the contract.It's impossible to discard it. It's a hell creature after all. If you let it escape from your control, what if it hurts others.

He was able to raise the pup, and then... But if he really raised this hellhound himself, how could he be willing to kill it.

Dean let out a breath slowly, sure enough, opportunism is not a thing.

It seems that he should look through the contract carefully to see if there are any loopholes in the third agreement, lest Crowley realize that he has been cheated until he takes advantage of the loopholes.

Dean got into the car with a picnic basket, took out his cell phone, and called Crowley.

The bell rang once, and the other party answered the phone immediately.

The voice on the other end of the phone had a deep smile.

"Dean, how about it, is that good dog what you want?" Crowley said with a smile, "That's a beautiful baby that I carefully selected for several months."

"I'm very satisfied." Dean glanced at his head again, looking at his son eagerly, with a half smile, "Crowley, thank you for your kindness."

"You're welcome, Dean boy, you know, I like those little things too, it's probably something we both have in common."

Dean: Huh.

Although annoyed, Dean patiently asked Crowley about the "Hellhound Feeding Rules".

Dean had no intention of raising hell hounds, and he just wanted to get one to slaughter.However, the original adult dog turned into such a pup, and Dean couldn't do it. He also felt that it was useless to kill the pup, so he had to keep it by his side temporarily.

Now that you are planning to raise a dog, you must consider its three meals a day.

Of course, if the hellhound's food is people or souls... then even if it is a cub, Dean can only kill it first.

Crowley did not cheat Dean on this aspect. The main food of the Hellhound is dark energy, and that kind of energy fills every place in hell, which means that the Hellhound does not need to be carefully fed.

As for human souls, although there are many human souls tortured in hell, for demons, souls are coins for trading, and some souls are extremely collectible, so naturally they will not feed them to dogs.

Except for some specific places, dark energy is contained in most dark creatures.Anyway, Dean specialized in hunting those creatures, slaughtering those dark creatures, and extracting their power to feed the dogs is not a troublesome matter.

After hanging up the phone, Dean couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the pup.

Only creatures that can be seen through the lens calcined by the holy fire are destined to be cared for only by him.What do you think, why is it a troublesome thing.

However, more troubles lie behind.

Since there is no way to take advantage of Crowley's path, he can only look for the humans who have traded with the crossroads demons, and kill the hellhounds they sent before the red-eyed demons charged the soul price.

Dean let out a breath slowly, and the green eyes that had been filled with anger just now became quiet.

At this time, Dean has not realized that there have never been any good dogs in this world. No matter how cute creatures are, they have a troubled infancy, and the cubs of hell hounds are no exception.

***

Say Sam again.

After going through the procedures for suspending school neatly, Sam embarked on the road of hunting demons alone.

Of course, he did not forget some tragedies that the first life had prevented.

In view of the fact that in every reincarnation, Sam intends to relive his original memories of the first life, and use those memories to cover the memories of his life in other worlds. Strictly speaking, although Sam’s actual age is older than Dean’s He is much older, but his first life memory is much clearer than that of Dean, and he can clearly remember some small details of time and place.

In contrast to Dean, it cannot be said that Dean has a bad memory, but after all, ten years have passed, and with a few reminders, Dean can roughly remember the past.

Originally, the novel of the Prophet Chuck was a good clue, but the novel stopped updating, and Chuck did not reply to the private letter. Dean and Sam concealed each other and guessed separately, only when reality changed and Chuck could no longer observe the fate of Winchester. .Without a ready-made story, Chuck had no way to continue writing novels, and "Supernatural" naturally stopped.

Although the novel has been stopped, the two of them still took the published chapters to heart, either through the Internet or by car to the destination in person.

Immediately, the two discovered that the Wendigo incident that was supposed to happen at the end of January did not happen.

Fate has changed, and they can no longer use past advantages to gain an upper hand.

A changing future means new crises.

Wanting to hunt, Sam can only re-collect intelligence and screen possible cases of supernatural creatures from it.This kind of thing is very familiar to Sam. In just one month, he killed two banshees, a nest of vampires, and three werewolves by himself.

Sam is going to make his reputation in the inner world, and let other hunters realize that Sam Winchester, who retired from the Winchester family for four years, has returned.

When Sam was dealing with supernatural cases in the other world step by step, a phone call came in suddenly. It turned out to be a phone call to inform him that an anonymous package from him had been sent to the security office of Stanford University.

Anonymous express.

Sam frowned, anonymous, who could it be?

Sam hesitated for a moment. Anyway, his current demon hunting journey was planned entirely based on the information he collected from the Internet. Although he didn't know what it was, he still chose to go back to Stanford University and send an anonymous post The package that went was taken out.

To Sam's surprise, after opening the package, there was a black cube box inside, the size of a palm, with patterns of Mobius rings drawn on one side of the box, which looked very delicate.

In addition to this box, there is also a black card inside, with Sam's name written on one side, and a sentence written on the other side——

[Show your family your abilities. 】