The surface of the séance, buried beneath the floor, opened a spatial node, revealing a bloody miniature scene—flying and spinning steel nails, iron hooks, the chill of scraping bones, and the disgusting gore.

Immediately after, a translucent humanoid figure drilled out of the node and lay on the hotbed of the séance, and the blood that had just penetrated was attracted by the invisible force, turning into earthworms, crawling up along the soles of the humanoid's feet, and conveying them to the left chest of the body, shaping a slender heart.

Puff, puff.

By the time her heart beats, Larry has already been taken out of the room by Julia and closed the door.

No one but Dean noticed that the floor began to shake rapidly, upswinging upwards, spewing a white mist like burning sulfur from the cracks, and a large patch of viscous yellowish liquid poured out.

Click-

Two bloody hand bones suddenly protruded from the liquid, and with a hard suffice of support to the floor, a skeleton struggled to its feet, like prey escaping from a sticky swamp, bending its ribs and white spine, opening up in the air, shaking a few pieces of minced flesh.

Those bloody black eyes looked around at his terrifying white body, and a surprised and low howl came out of Sensen's white tooth interlaced mouth, as if he was cheering—

Haha, I escaped!

……

"Another spell escaped from the Leviathan Hell," Dean in the treetops pondered, rubbing his chin, "who is his true identity?" ”

Dean thought of a conversation between Christine and her grandmother earlier, referring to the fact that Larry's blood had helped the curse escape, and based on his past experience of helping William and Adam save Aurora, only the blood of loved ones could save loved ones from hell.

Then this spell is undoubtedly related to Larry.

"It's him."

Dean hid outside the house, took out the biological materials of the Mist Behemoth, and continued to carve star arrows, polish supernatural weapons, meditate, and monitor.

After this skeleton spell returned to the human world, he lacked blood to repair his body, was very weak, and his life strength was not as strong as that of ordinary people, so he did not act rashly for the time being, but quietly lay behind the dark pillar in the corner of this room, like a spider weaving webs, patiently waiting for his prey.

……

The sun in the sky is rapidly setting in the west, and the time transitions to night.

Workers put newly bought furniture in place, and the empty house was decorated with a new look.

Larry also went to the hospital to have his wounds dressed, and prepared a sumptuous dinner with his wife Julia and daughter Christine, and served guests in the restaurant to celebrate the housewarming.

The conversation was pleasant at the dinner, but Julia seemed to have something on her mind, and left the restaurant after a few bites, eagerly taking out the photo in her arms, staring at the handsome black-haired man in it with obsessive eyes.

Fearing that she would be discovered, she returned to the dead utility room on the second floor.

Fate coincided so inadvertently.

The skeleton spell hiding in the corner crawled on the ground like a hungry ghost from hell and pounced out, Bai Sensen's skeletal hand hugged Julia's right leg, and the frightened woman screamed and almost fainted on the spot, the delicate makeup on her face was all gone, and the photos in her hands were scattered all over the ground.

"Julia? Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. ”

A gentle call knocked open the woman's heart, and for a moment her frightened and spasmodic face calmed down, her back pressed against the entrance door, panting violently, staring at the skeletal face stained with slime and minced flesh, "Oh my God, who are you? ”

"Haven't you been looking at the photos and thinking about me? I'm Frank, Frank Cotton, who loves you. The spell picked up the picture of the handsome man on the ground and showed it, a bloody smile cracked into the corners of his mouth, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Don't look at me, I just came back to life and haven't finished repairing, and I look scary." ”

Frank Cotton?

Husband Larry Cotton's missing brother?

Christine's uncle?

Julia's eyes gleamed with disbelief, her stomach was tumbling to the point of vomiting her dinner, she couldn't make the connection between the ugly man she remembered was handsome, amorous, and beastly aggressive.

"No, no, you can't be Frank!"

"It doesn't seem like it, but I am, do you need me to describe the deep affection between us?"

Julia's face turned pale, "But how did you become like this?" ”

"It's a long story, don't look at me... Do me a favor first. ”

Julia took a deep breath, her faint eyeshadow reflecting the light of confusion and struggle, and after a long time, she clasped her hands into fists in front of her chest and asked,

"How can I help you?"

"A little bit of Larry's blood helped me recover to this point, and I needed more blood, human blood." The spellcaster's voice was full of greed and demagoguery, like a devil, "Bring me people into this room, people you don't care, people you hate, I'll help you deal with them." ”

"Help you kill? No, I can't! ”

"Julia, my favorite Julia, have you forgotten that you promised me to do anything for me during our countless nights of love." The black hole eyes of the spell man stared straight at the woman, bursting with infatuated affection and a creepy love, which seemed to penetrate the fiery body under her shirt and the lonely soul, "You help me recover, I will always be by your side and love you." ”

Love you...

Fear, the gore in the nose, some forbidden pleasure, turned into an electric current that rose from the tail vertebrae and rushed straight to the vital points of the whole body.

Opened the box of desire in Julia's heart.

She bit her lip violently, clamped her sore legs, and stared at the face of the curser at her feet, a trace of irrepressible lust flashed in her eyes,

Memories flashed back to that rainy night, the night not long after he and Larry were married.

Larry's brother knocked on the door, burst into the empty room, and overwhelmed himself with an irresistible force, a strong manly breath, and conquered one of his own hearts.

She still has a lot of memories to this day, and Larry is too boring in comparison, "Someone is coming, I have to think about it..."

"Don't keep me waiting, my dear...", Frank the Spellcaster, smiled sharply and crawled into the darkness behind the pillar on all fours, quietly picking up a boxy Rubik's Cube carved with the delicate text of the sun, the Box of Mourning.

……

"So, this spell is Larry's younger brother, Frank Cotton, a playboy who loves mysticism."

Dean, who was listening in the dark outside, nodded, but how dare he talk sweetly to Julia, worthy of his brother?

Dean glanced at Larry, who was laughing with the guests in the restaurant on the first floor, and couldn't help but have a touch of sympathy in his eyes.

"Honest men are indeed the easiest to wear hats."

……

What happened next was not what Dean expected, and the dinner was over, after all the guests had been sent off.

Late at night, Julia tossed and turned in bed, turning her head to look at the face of her loving husband beside her, and remembering the masculine, hormonal face of her old lover.

The two faces are intertwined.

But only one made her hot and unbearable, so she quietly got out of bed and walked to the utility room on the second floor.

Frank smiled and showed a bloody face from behind the column, "Did you figure it out?" Would you like to help me? ”

The woman bit her lip, "I'll help you." ”

"Very well, tomorrow morning, while Larry is out to work, help me bring the sacrifice to the room."

"Well..."

……

Sensing this, Dean put away the carved ten star arrows and turned to leave the villa area.

Frank was just a weak spellman, the red light of life was barely level 1, and Dean didn't gain anything to kill him.

Dean turned to the dark area of his mind to search for Christine's whereabouts, only to see the girl sleeping soundly at her grandmother's house, her pretty face tense in horror, and a shiny cold sweat appeared on her forehead, as if she was having some kind of nightmare.

"This girl not only has a high will and spirit, but also has a high perception attribute, and has a kind of crisis intuition." Dean was amazed, "It's just that this is not all her secrets, and she has to keep waiting." ”

Dean wasn't in a hurry, and took the shallows out of his arms, "Keep an eye on Christine for me..."

"Yes, master."

……

Leaving the shallows, Dean left the West End and returned to Citroën to meet his three companions, only to be told by the three Seans.

"You're not letting us move freely. We thought about taking a stroll around the big city at night to see if we could find some illegal and criminal activities to crack down, and add a little blood by the way," Monica pinched her index finger and thumb, "The three of us are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and we can detect anomalies from a long distance." ”

"We found a murder scene in East Calgary," Sean flashed with a deep sigh, "a family of three, husband, wife, and baby in swaddling clothes, all dead, in a terrible state, covered in sharp cuts, and the floor and ceiling of the house were covered in blood. Before they died, they were toyed with like cat and mouse by the murderer. ”

Sean said fiercely, "It's a pity that we went too late, and the murderer fled, leaving only three corpses behind." ”

"We took a little bit of the blood of the deceased and read their memories before they died," Peter said cautiously, "I saw the murderer, in a black coat, tall and strong... The speed of strength should look like an ordinary person... The whole body was tightly covered, and there were no clues. ”

"Ordinary people created a tragedy?" Dean raised his eyebrows, and immediately wondered if this case had anything to do with the curse Frank who had just gotten up from hell, but then shook his head, one was in the West Side and the other was in the East Side, ten or twenty kilometers apart, and it was unlikely that there would be a connection.

Also, if someone else helped kill someone, Frank didn't need to turn to Julia.

So is this the convergence law triggered by the three Sean?

"This is the first time in the Eastern Side that there has been a massacre recently?"

"It's not an isolated case." Sean shook his head, "We've seen a lot of warning posters since we entered the East End, and today, there have been three massacres in the East Side of Calgary. ”

Dean nodded, ruling out the influence of the Law of Convergence.

"Man, this murderer will definitely continue to commit crimes at night," Sean said with a slight pleading, "I want to patrol the East End every day from tomorrow night to arrest him, can you stay a few more days?" ”

"You think so, too?" Dean looked at the two vampires,

"We're not interested in doing thankless work," Peter shrugged and glanced at Sean, "but this guy is also a companion, if he wants to catch the murderer, we'll help him." ”

"Then the case in the East District will be handed over to you to be responsible, be careful to protect yourself, and call me when you are in trouble." Dean glanced at the dim sky, "Now let's leave the city and go to the suburbs for a night, and you can continue training." ”

"Yes."

……

Early the next morning.

Dean, who wakes up from meditation and stargazing, bids farewell to the three people in the car to catch up on sleep, contacts the Shoal, and learns that Christine has gone to the North End to look for work, and the Shoal continues to be in charge of monitoring along the way.

Dean rushed to the West End villa to wait for a while, and soon found Julia, dressed in fancy clothes, out of the door, and rushed to a bar in the downtown area.

After the woman nervously poured two glasses of whiskey in a row, her face became a delicate red, sending a strong courtship signal to the sparse guests in the bar.

A ruffian man in a leather coat and a headscarf, dressed like a street gangster, was attracted, sat next to Julia, took off the wine glass in her hand and drank it all in one gulp, and lightly wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his sharp eyes full of aggression,

"Beautiful lady, don't drink, it's useless to drink, you need a strong gentleman to heal you, come with me."

He couldn't help but pull Julia up.

Julia glanced at the gangster's fleshy face, nodded drunkenly, leaned into his ear and exhaled hot air, and coquettishly said in a sweet nasal voice, "Go to my house." ”

……

"This isn't a bedroom, is it?" The thugs who followed Julia back to the villa and entered the second floor looked around, only to see an empty and dark room, and the cold wind blew from an unknown corner, which inexplicably made him a little frightened.

"It's not a bedroom," Julia nervously reached out and touched his face, a forced smile on her heavily makeup face, "but there's no need for a bed, right?" ”

"That's right, the floor is bigger and freer, and we can try as many postures as we like." The little thug couldn't hold back the "agitation" anymore, took off his clothes and pants when he sat on the ground, and spun around his buttocks like a child, patting the floor, "Oh... It's a slippery floor, but I guess your skin is smoother, come here, baby! ”

Julia quietly pulled out a hammer from the recess in the side wall of the room, walked over quickly, and smashed it on the back of his head while the man was not looking.

Blood splattered onto the woman's face where tension and excitement were intertwined, adding a touch of dangerous charm to her ordinary features.

She swung a second blow without stopping.

The man fell face down on the ground and did not move, not letting out a scream from beginning to end.

Then a fishy wind burst out from behind the thick pillars of the room, and Frank, dressed in white flesh and bones, pounced on the corpse, like a hungry hyena, his skinny hands piercing directly into the skin of the man's neck, sucking like blood-sucking vines.

In less than five minutes, the man turned into a dry corpse with a pale face, a mouth wide open with a painful expression, weathered for years.

"Julia, come here." Frank sat down on the ground and stretched out his hand contentedly, and there was obviously an extra layer of dark red muscle and epithelial tissue on the skeleton, which seemed more humanoid and terrifying.

Julia wiped the blood on her face with a handkerchief, her eyes flashed with fear and excitement, as if she had suddenly untied some kind of shackles in her body, and felt a pleasure she had never experienced before, she grabbed Frank's bloody hand and smeared a little bloody lipstick on her lips with her fingertips,

"Can you explain what happened to you now, how the hell did you become like this?"

"It's all because of it." With his other hand, Frank took out a delicate Rubik's Cube from behind his back,

Julia's gaze was instantly attracted, "What is this?" ”

"The box of mourning, don't touch it, it's dangerous, it opens the door to hell and heaven."

"What do you mean?"

"It could allow me to enter a dangerous dimension." Frank leaned back against the wall and looked out the window at the drowsy daylight and sighed, "But I have no choice, I have been addicted to alcohol, taste, and excitement for many years, and I have slowly and completely become numb, not only in the physical senses, but also in the mental level... All the beautiful and ugly things in the world can no longer make me feel a trace of excitement and pleasure..."

"Then I searched the world for a cure, and by chance I found this mourning box and the legends associated with it."

"It allows me to travel to another strange world and awaken my numb perception."

"But it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out."

"I've worked hard to find another way to escape from another dimension."

"I did it the way."

"Until yesterday, with the help of Larry's blood, I managed to return to life."

"This—this sounds like a horror story." Julia covered her mouth in surprise, unable to hide her curiosity, "What is that world like?" ”

"Beyond the limits of my mind and body, filled with unsightly bitterness and reshaping my body and mind." Frank's eyes flashed with a deeply hidden fear and a touch of morbid infatuation, "The main thing is that there is a powerful existence called the Hell Monks living inside, like prison guards, they don't allow anyone to escape, they will try to arrest me, I have to hurry up and grow fresh flesh and blood, escape somewhere else, baby bring me two more people, and I will be restored." ”

"So, will you take me with you?"

Julia asked nervously,

"You can let go of my stupid brother."

"Larry?" Julia shook her head dissatisfiedly, "Uninteresting and boring man, I have long been uninterested in him, and I hate his naughty daughter even more. ”

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Frank's mouth, "So, how about bringing them to me next time?" ”

Julia stiffened and shook her head, "Although Larry is boring, he used to be good to me, Christine is still young, why don't you change your goal?" ”

"They are related to me, and their blood is a great supplement for me." Frank's bloody hand caressed the woman's side face and pinched her chin, "Bring them to me, and I swear that I will let you experience the pleasure I have experienced in the future, so that you too can reshape your body and remain young and beautiful forever." ”

"Forever young and beautiful?" Julia's eyes shot a scorching light like magma, and she licked Frank's bloody tiger's mouth intimately, no woman can resist the temptation of immortality, "I'll bring Larry and Christine tonight." ”

……

"Even my own brother and family can do it, adulterer and adulteress... Eliminate evil as soon as possible. Dean on the roof shook his head, the two of them killed the squinting thugs, he was not interested, but he wanted to make a move on Christine, who was eyeing him.

Dean teleported directly into the utility room on the second floor.

(End of chapter)

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