Luben was imprisoned in a cave for half a year and ate rats, and his body was malnourished and had parasite problems, so he had to stay in the hospital to recuperate.

Wait until he sleeps.

Marco took Dean alone overnight to a warehouse near his home.

The dim light illuminates a space the size of a living room on the first floor, but it is a little crowded with all kinds of discarded furniture, electrical appliances and other miscellaneous items, and some large objects are covered with dark canvases, because they have not been cleaned for too long, and the surface area has a thick layer of dust.

"Marko, are you sure that Luben has placed the precious collection of the family's ancestors in this place?" Dean fanned the dust in front of his nose and slapped away a trace of the sparkling cobwebs in his hair, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

"To make you laugh, those collections are really not used on weekdays, so the road is in the old warehouse." Marco smiled awkwardly, "But don't worry, if you don't feel satisfied after reading it, you can still choose 100,000 dollars." ”

"Let me think, where is the thing?" The old man looked around, and soon his eyes lit up, and he stepped over a chair that had overturned on its side and fell to the ground, and walked straight to a large canvas-covered object in his left hand, and when he stretched out his hand, a glass display case was suddenly revealed.

The cabinet is made of pine wood, with three layers of shelves in the glass doors, which is elegant and delicate, but the surface is a little dull because it has not been used for too long.

Dean leaned over to take a look.

The collection is housed on three shelves, and at the top is an old-fashioned pistol with a barrel sleeve that shimmers with a metallic sheen and a solid black grip.

The middle level is an old book.

On the lower level is a black fountain pen.

Dean was first attracted to the gun.

In terms of styling alone, it is full of the atmosphere of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the edges and corners are not so distinct, and because the recoiling spring is on the top and the barrel is on the bottom, there is no hammer structure, so it is a bit strange compared to modern automatic pistols.

"I used to have more than a dozen pieces in my house, but most of them were slowly disposed of by my mother, and only these last three pieces remain, please allow me to introduce them to you. The gun on the top layer was the Browning M1900 7.65mm pistol," a flash of memory flashed across Marko's face, "the weapon my father used to defend himself when he was younger. ”

Di An's head moved, this gun was exactly one of the shots in the mouth of Yiji, Erma Sanhua, and it had a deep relationship with his usual Colt M1911A1, and could almost be regarded as the ancestor of the latter.

"It was the world's first automatic pistol with a sleeve, with strong concealment, low failure rate, and continuous shooting, and it was the shadow of many assassinations that shocked the world over the past few decades," Marco said, "and it is also known as the Assassination Envoy." ”

In fact, the successor of the M1900, the M1910, caused the world-famous Sarajevo incident.

"He's your father's favorite gun, how old must it be?" Dean asked,

"It's been almost 60 years since my father bought it." Marco thought for a moment, "I put a little oil on it every few years and change it with a desiccant, so it's okay to keep it." ”

"It's not a good preservation, but this Browning M1900 is in a new condition," Dean asked, looking at the gun, expectantly, "isn't there something unusual about it?" ”

Marco shook his head and smiled, "I have also used it to practice shooting, to be honest, it is no different from other firearms of the same model, the range is no different, but it is very easy to use, and there has never been a jam or something like that." ”

"But I distinctly remember jokingly telling me when my father was still alive that the average person can't use its true power." Marko opened the collection case, took out the pistol and handed it over, "Why don't you try it, Detective, you might be able to discover its secrets." ”

"I'm just an ordinary person," Dean rubbed the handle of the gun, it was slightly cool to touch, and he could feel the undried gun oil, the size was just right for the palm of his hand, but the weight was almost half that of the M1911A1, very light.

"Ordinary people can't defeat that monster, and it's impossible to scoop Luben up from under the bridge," Marco's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he suddenly interjected,

Dean looked grim.

In the course of this investigation, his simulacrum, the shadow of the past... A variety of special abilities are exposed to the eyes of the two father and son.

Once the two of them say it—

In the next second, Dean raised his right hand, and the muzzle of the M1900 was attached to the center of the old man's forehead, and the index finger pressed the trigger.

The old man's eyelids jumped, and he pretended to smile calmly,

"There were no bullets in the gun. And you saved my Luben's life, and I will never take revenge to reveal your secret to anyone, and the same is true for Luben! ”

The old man swore with his spittle,

"I swear in the honor of the Van Hersing family, and I swear to God that if I violate it, we will cut off our family."

Dean stared at him for ten full seconds, his expression changing,

After a moment, he shook his head and smiled and withdrew his gun, patting the collar of the old man's coat.

"Man, I'm just kidding, I don't usually hurt innocent people."

Dean said meaningfully,

"And I don't have anything to worry about. My little magic trick is nothing more than a carving insect skill compared to your son Luben's superpowers. ”

"Think about it, if the words written in the road book become a reality, can this ability be used to heal diseases and copy priceless items?"

"Once Luben's secret is revealed, guess what will happen to him?"

"Imprisoned by the American government, dissected and studied?"

"Or will you be caught by the tycoon's tech company and used as a coolie for the rest of your life?"

Dean was just alarmist, the power of fantasy to transform into reality was so powerful, if it could be used at will, the Van Hersin family would have ruled the world long ago.

But no, there are extremely strict limits to this ability.

Marco didn't know the details, but his face turned pale, and his fists clenched, his worry overflowing.

"Man, you don't just have to keep it secret for me, but you have to keep it secret for Luben."

Dean patted him on the shoulder, and suddenly felt a short tingling in the palm of his right hand holding the gun,

"Shhhhh

He bared his teeth, and suddenly found that his palm had been cut by something sharp on the gun case, and a trace of blood unconsciously flowed out, covering the metallic body of the gun.

A gut instinct arose in Di An's heart, and the gun was sucking his blood...

At the same time, a large amount of information was poured into his mind in a strange way,

Gun name: Browning M1900/blood and soul

Full gun length: 162.5mm

Full gun mass: 615g

Fantasy Transformation Features:

1. Solid: waterproof, fire-resistant, corrosion-resistant, wear-resistant... It can be used normally under most extreme conditions, and can draw the owner's energy to repair the damage spontaneously.

2. Almighty: Don't be fooled by its old, outdated appearance, in addition to the 0.32 automatic pistol cartridge that the regular M1900 holds, this gun can also hold all types of pistol ammunition from the past and the future, but it cannot be modified to any degree.

3. Assassination Envoy: The magazine capacity has been expanded to 20 rounds, and most of the recoil and firing sound have been reduced when firing.

4. Extra Shooting Mode:

Spirit Bullet: Attaches mental power to ammunition when firing, and causes additional damage to spirits after firing, especially restraining energy and telekinesis barriers.

Homing Bullet: Consumes additional blood when shooting, leaving a mark after damaging the target, and the user perceives the target's position for a certain period of time to track, but this mode does not provide a power bonus.

5. Blood: It can remember the breath of killing, and the more creatures of the same type it hunts, the easier it is to shoot its weak spots.

Note 1:

Blood and Soul is one of Johnny Van Hessing's favorite guns, which he carries with him to wipe and maintain, and thanks to his extraordinary imagination over the years, some of his fantasy designs have become reality.

Blood and soul thus possess all kinds of incredible powers.

Note 2:

A member of the Van Hersin family, or a member of the family's approval, must be at least 15 mentally and physically in order to exert the true power of the gun.

The gun cannot harm members of the Van Hersin family.

Current Holder: Dean Lew.

The inscription - the blood of monsters and the souls of evil spirits, blend into a glass of gin, toast this damn law of convergence.

My dear children and grandchildren, when you do pick up this gun, it means that danger will continue to approach, and you will never have peace.

It's time to set off and embark on this road of no return alone.

……

"Why is your hand bleeding?" Marco exclaimed, "Find something to bandage." ”

"Small problems, out of the way." Dean shook his head in refusal, staring at the "blood and soul" in his hand, the excitement in his eyes intertwined.

A supernatural weapon appeared in front of him so inadvertently.

Three in one.

It can deal with spirits, reload all pistol ammo for added damage, and has a tracking effect.

If you can get it, Dean will make a lot of money!

Dean picked up the gun in both hands, aimed at the dim electric light in the distance with the crosshair, and flicked the trigger to make a standard position for aiming and shooting, but it was obviously not the place now, and he could only put the gun aside for the time being.

"Do you like this M1900?"

"I think it's very comfortable."

Dean can't wait to give this humble pistol shot .44 Magnum bullet, what kind of scene is it?

Marco nodded, touched the beard on his upper lips, and changed the subject again, "But man, I really can't figure it out, Lu Ben was obviously just an ordinary person for more than thirty years before, and he had never shown any unusual talents, why did he suddenly awaken to superpowers." ”

"Maybe it has something to do with his perennial obsession with writing, and his long period of intense concentration has stimulated a special potential in his blood."

Dean made an assumption, turned his gaze to the old book on the second floor of the pine cabinet, and took it out.

As soon as I got my hands, Dean clearly felt that it was different from ordinary paper, it was smoother, tougher, and had a leathery texture.

In addition, it is very thin, a total of dozens of pages, slightly yellow, and there is a sense of precipitation of years.

"It's a picture album made of vellum paper, it's at least two or three hundred years old, it's an antique," Marco said, "and it's not a small collection." ”

Dean flipped the first page, and a yellowed picture came into view.

A humanoid figure with slender limbs, unable to distinguish between man or woman, dressed in a knee-high tights made of cotton, with a cloth draped over his shoulders, was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and his knees facing the sun in the sky.

Oh, it shouldn't be the sun, it's a red elliptical sphere.

"Isn't this Red Dragon Meditation? However, it lacks more than half of the details of movement and breathing compared to my skills, and it is a broken version of meditation. ”

"Do you see something?" Marco noticed his expression,

"It's a special workout." Dean put down the book and looked at the old man, "Have you or Luben tried to follow the actions in the book before?" ”

"I can't do such an outrageous movement even if I twist my waist," Marco shook his head as he looked at one of the paintings with his hands on the ground and his body standing horizontally on his side, "and, long ago, when my mother was still alive, repeatedly warned me not to train on this out of curiosity. ”

Dean raised an eyebrow and put the book down for the time being.

And I took out a third piece of the collection, the mediocre fountain pen.

"The pen that my grandfather used to sign documents is more than eighty years old and is still in good condition," Marco said with emotion, turning the pen holder away to reveal a piston, "I have been using this pen in the clinic for a few years, and I am sure it does not have the ability to write for life." ”

"Really?" Dean asked him for a little ink, inhaled a pen, found a random blank piece of paper, and wrote a few descriptions of the situation:

For example, a mouse suddenly popped out of the attic they were in, and a breeze blew.

For example, the electric light in the attic flickered and broke completely.

But after ten minutes of waiting, there was no response.

Then Dean, who did not believe in evil, put his injured hand on the tip of the pen again, dipped it in a trace of blood, and rewrote it.

But it didn't work, and this time there was no such magical mental description as the Browning M1900.

Dean hesitated and put down the pen, maybe he didn't have Van Helsing's blood, and this thing didn't call him.

"Marko, I'm done choosing, I've decided to take this M1900 with me."

"You can take it at any time, but can I ask you a question. Is there a supernatural element in this collection? Seeing Dean's hesitant face, Marco immediately assured, "No matter what, they already belong to you." I'm never going to go back on my word and get it back. ”

Dean readily pointed out some anomalies in the M1900.

Marco's face was stunned when he heard this,

"This gun is my father Johnny's side gun, so you mean he's a superpower? But how is this possible? He's just an ordinary lawyer who travels a lot. ”

"Johnny is just pretending, he doesn't want to put you in danger." Dean reached out and stuffed the gun into his jacket pocket, and after two seconds, this supernatural weapon was quietly stored in the fantasy space, which completely belonged to Dean!

Refreshing!

"What do you mean by danger?" Marco asked again.

"Johnny's power should be similar to that of Ruben, he can turn fantasy into reality, first of all, this power may accidentally injure himself like Luben, and in addition, once it is leaked, it will inevitably cause the whole world to covet it."

"So Johnny chose to pretend to be a normal person." Dean pondered for a moment and asked, "When and how did he die?" ”

"It's not a death. It was Christmas in the 11th grade more than 40 years ago, and he didn't return from a business trip and his whereabouts have not been known since. Marco said gloomily, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Missing, that's right," Dean nodded unexpectedly, "Supernatural abilities, there are almost no people who can lie in bed and die of natural aging." ”

"And what about the rest of your Van Hersin family? Are they all dead? ”

"My mother fell ill and died more than twenty years ago."

"And my father, Johnny, has an older brother, Brown." Marco walked past Dean to the east corner of the attic, pulled out a canvas, and a row of black-and-white photographs stacked on top of the chairs in frames revealed - all portraits, men and women, all with linen hair, young and middle-aged, but not a gray-haired old man.

Marco pointed to one of the young men on the far right, "But Brown died in an accidental assassination at the age of thirty. ”

Then Marco pointed to a row of photo frames from right to left and introduced them one by one,

"Stek, Worm, Bosch... My grandfather and his siblings, also in their thirties and forties, died of illness, disappearance, or accident. ”

"Van der Vaart, Schneider, De Zeu, Lucilla, great-grandfather, four siblings... The first generation of our family to move from the Netherlands to the United States. ”

Dean interrupted him and nervously asked, "Their descendants aren't in Reno?" ”

Marco closed his eyes with a sad expression, "The Van Hersin family has withered, and now only me and Luben are left, and the other members died of various accidents or illnesses before they survived their forties, or disappeared. ”

"So you're the only one in your family who lives a long life, living past forty?" Dean thought of the inscription on the gun before, his face turned pale, and he only shuddered.

It was as if there was a whole family struggling in fate, and finally dying, missing, and almost extinct stories.

"Only ordinary people who don't know anything can live in peace, so your father and mother hide the family history from you and let you continue the family as an ordinary person." Dean said in a deep voice,

"What do you mean?" The old man faintly understood what the other party meant, and his face changed greatly,

"You guessed it, except for you, the rest of the Van Hersin family has incredible superpowers, and superpowers are a double-edged sword."

"It can put them above ordinary people, but it can also stab themselves hard, incurring unpredictable risks and causing them to die at a young age."

Dean paced around the attic with his hands on his chest, and Tem's warning flashed in his mind that the supernatural would gather spontaneously, and at most a few years, they would inevitably encounter other members of their kind, or be forced to get involved in supernatural events, and the longest period of calm would be only a few years.

If they are not strong enough, or if they are unlucky, then these supernaturals will die untimely in some terrible event.

Just like the ancestors of the Van Hersing family.

Now it seems that, in a way, being a rich ordinary person is safer than being a superpowered.

"So all of my loved ones have experienced horrific events like Luben?" Marco's face turned ugly, "They all had an accident because of this?" ”

"Probably... According to my personal experience, as long as you awaken your superpowers, you can hardly escape a dangerous fate. Dean stared at the old man's serious face, thinking of his rich harvest today.

Fantasy space, supernatural weapons blood and soul.

His gains had exceeded the efforts he had put into the incident, so he solemnly suggested in good conscience,

"And your son, Luben, was originally an ordinary man who could live to be sixty or seventy years old as you did. But now that he has stepped into this path of fate, it will be a few months sooner, a few years slower, and he will inevitably encounter other supernatural events. ”

Marco opened his mouth wide and froze.

"There is a saying, when fate forces you, if you can't resist, then enjoy it, and then melt into it."

"Therefore, Luben cannot give up writing and his talent, but he must further temper and master the use of his own ability." Dean handed the black pen to Marko, "This pen is a relic left by your ancestors, it should be related to your family's superpowers, let Luben use it to write in the future." ”

"In addition, Luben must also learn to shoot, fight, and exercise according to the methods recorded in this calf handbook to enhance his self-protection ability."

"Of course, the most important thing is to find a wife to marry as soon as possible and continue the offspring for your family."

That's the end of Dean's leaks.

He has done his best to be worthy of the Van Hersing family.

And Marco listened and his face lost blood, he thought that his son had completely escaped the doom, but he didn't expect that this was just the beginning!

"Dean, can you stay in Reno for a while longer?" The old man pleaded, "Lu Ben is a complete 'newcomer' and needs you to mention a little more, I can pay for it." ”

Dean thought seriously for a few seconds.

"Let's go two days, let Luben rest for a few days to recover, and I'll come back to visit."

(End of chapter)