After a short break, the next morning, Charles said goodbye to the proprietress and the night owl Arthur, and then got into the Winchester brothers' beautiful Chevrolet Impala and headed for the vicinity of a city in South Dakota called Sioux Falls.

No one else was with them. After all, the two brothers were crazy about what they were doing - in fact, they didn't dare to tell the other hunters.

As soon as the brothers got into the car, they began to discuss the details of the summoning ceremony, while Charles unwrapped the phone that the proprietress had given him last night and began to fiddle with the brand that was familiar, Nokia's.

A silver case, an off-white screen, and tight yet simple keys.

Mobile phones in 2005 still seem to be all about this kind of feature phone, with the ability to send messages and make calls, an alarm clock, a flashlight, and a built-in snake, but there is basically nothing else.

So after fiddling with it for a while, he put the business cards he received last night into his mobile phone in turn, and then put them in his pocket.

The journey seemed peaceful and calm. The brothers kept chatting in the front row, summoning demons, fathers, and strange dreams.

Charles seldom intervened in their conversations, and remained quietly thinking about his own affairs.

……

The journey from the roadside bar to their destination, which Dean had previously said would take almost a morning, actually took them less than four hours to get there.

The vehicle slowly drove into a small town called Nefu and continued inward, slowing down until the edge of the town was close to the woods.

As you move forward, a huge field surrounded by an iron fence comes into view, and as you go deeper along the road, you can see countless abandoned vehicle shells parked in this field, some parked separately, but most of them folded over each other.

"Singh Auto Self-Service Scrap Yard."

The gate of the site was located at the edge of the woods, and the iron sign surrounded by a few old poplars flashed overhead, and beyond the gate, the impala continued to drive inward, and soon after, a wooden house surrounded by countless scrap metal came into view.

Accompanying him was an old man with an old and worn hat and a beard.

Seeing the brothers get out of the car, the old man unconsciously showed a smile, but when they approached, he did not greet the two at first, but looked at the one who was following him.

"You're Charles?" He asked.

Charles nodded.

"Hello, I'm Bobby. Singh. As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand to him, "I heard about you, thank you for coming to help these two stinky boys." ”

Charles smiled, reached out and shook it back, but didn't say anything.

After introducing each other, they were led into the cabin by Bobby.

So the old man began to express his opinion.

"I can't believe what the hell are you two idiots thinking, summoning demons?"

"Trust me Bobby, it's an exaggeration, but it's a solution." Sam defends his brothers' actions.

"That's right, but there are so many ways to do it, you just chose the stupidest one." Bobby said, pulling out three small silver flasks and handing them to the three of them.

"The old rules."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Charles: "Holy water, just in case of accidents, don't mind." ”

Charles shrugged.

The hint from the True Eye had actually given him an idea of what this thing was.

Blessed water can cause some damage to demons, and it is also the most effective way to test whether humans are possessed by demons.

Of course, Charles also knows that this silver flask is actually made of sterling silver, and while inspecting the demon's possession, it can also be checked to see if they are shapeshifters or other monsters.

Obviously, the old man was very cautious.

After taking a sip from the flask. The three of them were officially invited into the house.

The cabin looks small, but it's packed with a lot of stuff inside, with several telephones hanging in the living room and books and messy papers on a nearby table.

Beyond the living room, several people came to a study full of books. Then the specifics began.

In fact, although the old man did not approve of the brothers' plan, he made a lot of preparations in advance.

"There's an intersection just around the corner, which is convenient." "But we have to set up the venue in advance, and we have to think about how to set the traps," he said. I think there was an element of luck in trapping that demon named Meg before, so you two little bastards must not be careless. ”

"By the way, what are you going to do after summoning the demon? I'll start with it, we only have exorcism charms, and ordinary weapons can't hurt them. ”

"I think Charles should be able to threaten the demons......" Dean glanced at Charles.

The other party shrugged: "I don't dare to guarantee the specific effect." ”

"So you ...... Okay kids, you're probably the stupidest hunters I've ever met. ”

"Nothing is 100 percent successful, Bobby, I think ......" Sam Fu began to defend himself again.

……

They said theirs, and Charles listened for a moment before turning his attention. His eyes looked at the ceiling that the old man had just pointed to, where a ring surrounded a seven-pointed star to form a special trap, and a scorpion at its core.

[Sealing the Great Seven Stars, a special magic trap, under its shroud, the hell demon will be weak all over his body, unable to use any supernatural abilities]

……

"It's so easy to trap a demon?"

Looking up at the "magic array" above his head, which had no power fluctuations, it was obviously drawn with a marker, and thinking of how much effort he had spent to seal the hellhound, Charles felt a little incredible.

Why are demons afraid of such ordinary symbols?

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand this, and in the end, Charles could only attribute it to the fact that this world is very special.

He then began to listen carefully to the plans of the three people around him about the operation.

The idea of the two brothers is that they act as traders to lure the demon out, and then lure him into this demon trap, where the charr will "torture" him.

And the transaction naturally cannot be passed by a group of people. Or rather, only one person can show up,

The rest lie in ambush on the side, waiting for the demon to appear before making a move.

The plan was crude and crude, but it was not undesirable.

After several people discussed and added details in the study, it was finally finalized.

However, instead of setting off immediately, they began to wait patiently - normally, summoning demons would only take effect at night.

And so the "long" wait began.

They hadn't rested at all last night, so when they were ready, the brothers went to the living room sofa to catch up on sleep.

Charles was in good spirits, so he chatted with the old man without a match.

"The Chinese hunters are about the same as us?" The two leaned against their desks, and Bobby asked as he handed Charles a bottle of beer.

"Pretty much the same." Charles replied, then cautiously added, "But I have very little contact with them. ”

"Hunting demons alone?"

"Almost, mostly unsociable."

"It's really rare to have your kind of ability." The old man nodded clearly, and then suddenly said, "Ellen called and said that you were looking for a place to live, you should have seen it when you came, how do you feel about Nefu Town?" ”

"It's fine." Charles said honestly: "There are fewer people, and it is quiet. ”

"Old Joby's house is ready for rent, on the edge of town, close to me, and I can give you a line if you want."

Charles groaned, and Bobby added.

"There are only a few hundred people in there, and there's a casual bar in town, a botanical garden, and a nice pizzeria."

"It's still a great place to live overall, and of course, you have to have a lot of money to rent a house, but I've heard from Ellen that she has a ...... before."

Charles was moved, but he didn't respond immediately, and the old man didn't say anything more about it, but started talking about something else.

Demon hunting, religion, and the occasional mention of the Winchester brothers, as well as their father.

So unconsciously, when the time came to night, the brothers who had slept were quite energetic, and after some cheering, the group officially set off.