Chapter 1016: Cut Your Head and Answer

Sam had argued with Dean a lot, but most of the time it ended with him being convinced, and this time it was the same.

The two brothers began to continue searching for possible sources of information, bars, restaurants, tramps

From day to night, Sam, who had only eaten a little bread, was almost unable to hold on.

"This is a damn place, why does everyone's mouth feel like they are stuck with strong glue, and they don't want to say anything useful!!"

He sat next to the flower bed and complained loudly: "We should go find a hotel to stay in and wash off this damn smell, oh! My nose is almost losing its sense of smell, Dean! Dean! I can't stand it Now!”

Unlike his brother's mania, Dean, who was sitting on the other side, had to be much calmer, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Actually, they have given very obvious answers."

"Um?!"

Sam, who was still chattering, was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Do you remember why those people drove us away during the day?"

"You can't let me understand what a bunch of psychopaths are thinking!"

"It was after we asked if something strange happened here, but we didn't answer, but we became emotional. If nothing happened, how could this happen? So there is only one possibility!"

"It's not only happened, but it's also very terrifying?"

"That's right!"

Dean slowly stood up, "If you want to open a breakthrough, the conventional method may no longer work, we have to use some special means."

"Listen to you."

Sam agreed without hesitation: "I will take a shower immediately after I finish it!"

Dean ignored the words he said later and walked towards the other end of the street first.

Ten minutes later.

The angry man opened his door and had already made up his mind to give him two homeless men a good-looking person. He held a metal baseball bat he bought a few years ago in his hand. This thing hit the person and his bones were broken. of.

However, when he saw the black muzzle in the other party's hand, the flames in his heart instantly went out, and even his whole face became much more kind.

"Sir, if you have anything to say, I still have some at home if you need money or food."

"No, I just want to ask you some questions."

Dean moved his gun and signaled the other party to go in.

When all three of them came into the room, the man looked at the second floor with some concern, and then asked in a calm voice as much as possible: "Sir, what do you want to ask?"

"Did something strange happened to you many years ago?"

Dean asked immediately.

Hearing this, the man's expression changed and he actually showed a completely different expression from when facing the pistol.

It was a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart.

Dean is very familiar with this because it is exactly the same as those he has seen before who have been hurt by the vengeful spirits.

This made him feel refreshed.

"explain!"

"You can't mention it, otherwise something very terrible will happen!"

The man shook his head in pain: "You shoot!"

Dean and Sam were stunned at the same time.

I am not afraid of death, but rather afraid of that thing.

"Ahem."

Seeing the situation stalemate, Sam cleared his throat and came to the middle of the two.

"Actually, we are hunters who specialize in dealing with that kind of thing. The reason why we come here is because we heard that someone likes to be in a dream."

"The witch hunter?"

The man interrupted his story and then looked at the two brothers carefully, "That's not something you can deal with, please leave."

He also realized that he should not be hurt.

Sam wanted to say something else, but Dean pulled him away. After so many years, he naturally knew what the other party's move meant, so he did not persist anymore and walked out of the house together.

With a loud bang, the door that was originally opened was hit hard, and if nothing unexpected happened, the inside would be locked.

"What should I do now?"

Sam put his hands on his waist, looking weak.

"Go and meet, maybe they have news."

Dean hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to give up his previous thoughts.

Of course Sam would not refuse. He was already very tired. What he wanted to do most now was to take a shower and then lie on the bed and have a good sleep.

Well, I have to eat something before that.

Half an hour later.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Amber and Mike, who were full and full of food and drink, came to the car and saw the two brothers who were more embarrassed than during the day.

"It seems that you are not very lucky."

Amber smiled softly, "Do you need help?"

"Something happened here, but no one wanted to say it, even being pointed at the head by a gun, and would rather die than tell us."

Dean spread his hands helplessly: "Do you have any information?"

"Of course there is."

Amber looked at the two of them, "But before this, should you go and have some rest? I'll book a room for you and buy food."

"Okay, okay."

Sam, who was originally squatting, immediately stood up.

So a few people walked along the road to a small hotel. They saw the Dean brothers at the front desk where the sanitation was being done and almost drove them out with a mop.

After learning that they were also customers, they proposed to add a little service fee, otherwise they would not give the key.

Dean still has money. He was already extremely tired and didn't want to waste more time. He gave the money very readily and went to the room immediately after getting the key.

After the brothers got everything done, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Yushu Street, which had not many people, seemed even more deserted at this moment, with only the occasional gurgling of night owls, and the movement of the wind blowing in through the gaps in the glass, it felt a bit gloomy.

"That's how it's happening, people here are simply unwilling to mention what happened before."

Dean sat on the sofa and told them everything they encountered during the day.

Mike's eyes rolled, trying to mock him a few words, but when he saw Amber's calm appearance, he forced himself to endure it.

"Did you see there is a church on the south side of the block?"

Amber suddenly spoke and said something that seemed completely unrelated.

"I've seen it, but there is no one there, right?"

Dean frowned, and there were many possibilities in his mind.

If it really happened in the church, it would be extremely difficult.

Because that kind of sacred land has natural suppression of things like evil spirits, so it’s okay to not make any mistakes. Once something happens, it’s impossible to solve it by ordinary means.

"Many years ago, there were many mentally ill prisoners in that church, and the church was in charge of the supervision, but one day a careless nun was accidentally locked in a dungeon and stayed with those people all night."

"What about this? Dead?"

"No, I'm not dead, and I'm even pregnant."