[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

"What does this mean?" [Sam Winchester] tilted his head, and his tone was extremely gentle, "You said you couldn't find Dean because he wasn't in this world?"

[Sam Winchester]'s tone suddenly turned cold, and his voice became cold and severe: "Nonsense!"

"Are you fooling me?"

"How could Dean not be in this world!"

"It's because your strength is not strong enough, that's why you can't pass through the barriers set up by some wizards, and you can't perceive Dean's existence!"

"Uh, right, right." The voodoo master looked haggard, and he nodded hastily, "It's all my fault, I'm not strong enough, that's why..."

Before the voodoo warlock finished speaking, a gunshot was fired, and a powerful bullet shot into the voodoo warlock's eyebrows.

[Sam Winchester] Put away the Colt gun, the anger just now has turned into indifference.He glanced coldly at the dead body of the voodoo sorcerer, put away the blood and hair he had just used to cast the spell, and turned to leave the room.

"Blood spell is a good method, but the caster is not strong enough." [Sam Winchester] summed up the failure just now with a cold voice, "A powerful wizard, the most powerful wizard... John Constantine? A talented person on the blacklist of the king of hell, Lucifer, maybe..."

John Constantine? !

Sam, who has been silently watching the memory of the past surging into a dream, is shocked. Isn't this dream too advanced with the times?Not to mention the fusion of his past memories, there is even the existence of John Constantine?

But speaking of talent, John Constantine was indeed the most gifted wizard Sam had ever seen.After all, not every wizard can study the spells of various sects to a profound level under the premise of being so "playful".

"If I were you, I wouldn't go to John Constantine."

Just when [Sam Winchester] was about to target John Constantine, a voice rang in his ear.

[Sam Winchester] His expression changed suddenly.

That voice is still going on.

"John Constantine is a little troublesome. Although you are very powerful, you are nowhere near the opponent of the Lord of Hell."

Lord of Hell?

[Sam Winchester] frowned and said in a low voice, "Seven Lords of Hell?"

The voice did not answer the question, and continued: "Also, even if you find John Constantine, he can't help you find Dean Winchester. The place where Dean Winchester's soul resides, Only I... um, and..." The voice was deliberately blurred, and then said nonchalantly: "I can touch it."

[Sam Winchester] Narrowing his eyes slightly, he said simply and neatly: "Conditions."

[Sam Winchester]'s overbrightness made the voice obviously stuck, and it took a long while before he said: "There are indeed conditions."

"I can give you the soul of Dean Winchester, but you need to do something for me." The voice became serious, "Dean Winchester's soul is very precious, if I hadn't You see another possibility in your body, even if you find death, you can’t find his soul.”

[Sam Winchester]'s body began to tremble. At that moment, he didn't even think about what to do if the voice was deceiving him.He only accurately picked out the main points from the information provided by that voice, and his emotions inevitably fluctuated.

"You know, you can..." Even though he tried his best to hide it, [Sam Winchester]'s voice still revealed depression and anger, "It's you?!"

It was he who took Dean's soul!

"Strictly speaking, I was only answering the plea of ​​a desperate soul who moved me, and I brought you, Sam Winchester, back to life. That's all."

The voice said, don't act like he killed Dean, it's all fair trade.

Outside of memory, Sam's expression became serious.

This is a picture that he has never had in his memory before.

Sam remembered that when he couldn't find Dean's soul, it was the system that contacted him.The method proposed by the system is not to return Dean's soul, but to let Sam go back to a certain point in the past to prevent Dean's sacrifice.

So, is it because he has been thinking too much during this time that his dreams and memories have been confused, or...

Was there a problem with his memory?

"I'll do it." [Sam Winchester] suppressed anger in his voice, saying every word: "But I want to know, where is Dean's soul? He is...how did he put I resurrected?"

Even heaven and hell can't find Dean's location, [Sam Winchester] no matter how annoyed he is, he still wants to figure out what's going on.

"He is at the origin of the world." The voice obviously didn't feel that there was anything unanswerable to [Sam Winchester]'s question, and said directly: "The Gate of Truth accepted his deal, so you live. "

"The door of truth..." Sam's face changed slightly, yes, why didn't he think of the door of truth.

There are countless legends surrounding the gate of truth. Alchemists are crazy for the gate of truth, and they don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives and souls.According to most legends, as long as you are willing to pay the corresponding price, the Gate of Truth can realize the wishes of human beings.

[Sam Winchester] Looking directly at the void in front of him, he said in a deep voice, "Are you the gate of truth?"

He remembered that the voice said that Dean's soul touched him, so he accepted Dean's deal.Now he said the door of truth, isn't he saying that he is the door of truth?

So, does this count as the Gate of Truth having a will of its own?

"I'm not the door of truth." The voice seemed angry, but still patiently explained to [Sam Winchester]: "Dean Winchester passed his will to the world through the door of truth." In the source, but the channel leading to the source is not only the door of truth."

"As future collaborator, Sam Winchester..."

In front of [Sam Winchester], a golden ray of light tore through nothingness, and the bright light filled the eyes of human beings.

Amidst the dazzling light, a slender figure gradually emerged.

Sam, who was standing aside, tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see the owner of the voice clearly.But the light that filled his eyes was too dazzling. Even in a dream, Sam felt the sting of the eyeballs and the soreness of the physiology.

The only thing he could see clearly was the long silver hair fluttering in the wind, the golden eyes that were brighter than light, and the voice that rang clearly in his mind.

"I'm……"

In the motel, Sam opened his eyes suddenly, his sweaty hair clinging to the side of his face, and his clothes were sticky to his skin.

"Damn it!" Sam couldn't help cursing in a low voice, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed the bed under him forcefully, "Damn it, damn it!"

Suddenly awakened at the most critical part of dreaming, whoever can accept it!

You almost know the other person's name, bastard, although he subconsciously has some doubts about the authenticity of this dream, but at least let him finish the dream, and then measure the authenticity of it, okay?

Where is this! !

Sam gritted his teeth vigorously, turned over abruptly, and thumped the empty space beside the pillow again.

Hateful Hateful Hateful!

Sam's rare loss of control stunned Dean, who woke up half a minute earlier than Sam.

Dean blinked, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy at the moment. Seeing Sam like this, he couldn't help jokingly said: "What's the matter? Could it be that he woke up just after taking off his pants in a dream?"

The little prince of the nightclub tacitly withholds some key details.

Sam turned his head sharply, staring at Dean with cannibalistic eyes.

Dean was startled by Sam's unusually fierce gaze, he shrank back subconsciously, and then felt that his behavior was too cowardly, and when he was about to say something to restore his brother's dignity, Sam in the next bed was With a roar, he slapped the pillow flying, and threw himself at Dean.

Dean: "Ouch!"

"Dean Winchester, you bastard, you are a bastard!" Sam threw himself on Dean's body, and his body, which was more than half a head taller than Dean's, pressed on Dean who had just woken up. Dean barely caught his breath.

What's the use of saving this brother!Just so tirelessly looking for death, no matter how hard you can't pull it back, it's better for them to die together, and no one needs to save the other!

Sam was so angry that he was incoherent, his eyes were red.

Such Sam frightened Dean solidly, and he was stunned. The success of the second trial was not enough to make Dean happy, and he just looked at Sam who was holding his shoulder stupidly.

Yes, although Sam really wanted to choke Dean's neck, but considering Dean's body, he was too angry and really choked Dean, so Sam had no choice but to choke Dean's shoulder , and shook it vigorously twice.

The back of Dean's head involuntarily hit the pillow twice, and then he reacted, grabbed Sam's wrist, and said loudly, "Sam, why are you crazy!"

"Why am I crazy?" Sam sneered three times, and said firmly: "I want to die with you!"

Dean: "........."

It's over, he can say such things, his brother is really crazy.

Swallowing his saliva, Dean decided to show weakness after comparing his overdrawn physical strength with the strength added by the opponent's hatred.However, when Dean noticed the abnormalities on Sam's body, such as the cold sweat that almost soaked his clothes, Dean's expression became serious.

Dean slowed down his voice and said, "Sammy, you get up first."

Sam didn't speak, but just looked at Dean fixedly, and tightened his fingers on Dean's shoulder.

Dean raised his left hand with some difficulty.

Sam's expression fluctuated, but he didn't press Dean's hand back, and finally let the back of Dean's left hand touch his forehead.

"It's a little hot." Dean said slowly, "Sami, you're not feeling well, let me get up, and I'll buy you medicine."

Sam's fingers twitched and he gripped Dean's shoulder almost convulsively.His fingers pinched hard into the muscles of Dean's shoulder, and it hurt a little, but Dean's expression did not change a bit.

"You're always like this..." Sam's voice trembled, his bloodshot eyeballs climbed up and stared at Dean's hazel green eyes, his throat was tightly blocked, "How can you always be like this...Why, why do you What……"