The black clouds floating in the sky are slowly and continuous, and the cold moonlight is blocked from time to time, and then reveals behind the clouds, back and forth, like a shy and timid girl being constantly teased.

At the desolate intersection on the edge of the city below, Dean squatted on the ground, buried an iron box in the digging dirt pit, took a deep breath, stood up, and muttered an obscure Latin spell.

The spell sounded and fell, while Dean secretly raised his vigilance.

However, after half a day, the things he expected never appeared.

He couldn't help frowning, and he dug out the things again, buried them again, and then recited the spell for the second time.

One minute, three minutes, ten minutes...

The same is true for the scene.

After repeated trials and repetitions, he finally sighed helplessly and greeted a bush not far away.

A black sedan drove over and slowly stopped in front of Dean, the window opened, and Charles poked his head out of it.

“Failed?”

"That's right." Dean nodded helplessly: "I don't know where the mistake was. It's obvious that there were no mistakes in the previous few times..."

"Maybe there is no contract demon tube in this area?"

"Impossible, I have investigated here specifically. There was a Hellhound murder incident five years ago, which proves that this is definitely the territory of trading demons." Dean said, and squeezed out a smile: "I will talk about it next time, I still have a year."

Shire said nothing when he heard this, just nodded.

Their original purpose was very old-fashioned. After summoning the devil to trade, they trapped the other party and then began to threaten them.

Although there is no shortage of demons now, Charles did not reject Dean's request.

So after answering the other party's call, he came from Wyoming to the nearby Dean, Colorado and their location.

He originally planned to ask the weird Crowley what purpose he had, but he didn't expect that the summoning failed now.

"Most of the demons I absorb are ordinary demons, and they don't hurt the contract demons at all. They should have enough manpower, so how could they fail? It's not that I went on stage in person..."

Shire was a little confused, but now is not the time to think about it.

Motion for Dean to get in the car, he immediately headed to a street in the city where the other party was parked. Dean didn't tell anyone else what he was doing now, and Charles had not seen anyone except Dean after he arrived.

So they can now be considered covert actions.

“We found a motel on the edge of Aurora as a temporary residence, where everyone was.”

As the vehicle slowly moved along the suburban road, Dean on the co-pilot said: "The Devil's Gate has been opened. There are many demons hidden in the United States now. We plan to work together to clean them up."

Shier was a little surprised when he heard this. After all, in his perception, the person in front of him was basically acting with his younger brother. How did he prepare to form a group now?

Excited? He secretly guessed, and asked on the surface: "All of them are okay?"

“Everyone is fine.”

Dean replied, his face complicated.

Everyone was fine, including his brother who had been resurrected from the dead.

Except for himself.

Then Dean said something about everything they encountered when Charles was "not here", including a large number of human enemies, including the female demon, and of course the pumpkin head.

While talking, he looked puzzled and puzzled about the giant pumpkin head, and of course he was also somewhat grateful - if it weren't for that person, the demon they were about to face might have had to double.

Charles drove the car without changing his face, nodding from time to time, but he could not see anything unusual.

The car drove into the city from the suburbs and headed in a certain direction in the city. It met one after another in red and green lights, making the journey a little slow, but it gradually approached the end.

"By the way," Yu was driving on the street. Seeing that the destination was about to arrive, Dean suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered something: "A lady named Fiona kept asking us about everything that happened in the small town in Indiana. Unfortunately, Sam and I don't know what was going on there. Do you know, Charles?"

"I don't know much, I just passed by there." Charles replied, looking at Dean with his head tilted, "Are you asking for her?"

"Actually, I'm very curious, and helping is just by the way." The other party said, not knowing what he thought of, and winked at Charles, "I think that lady is very attractive."

Is the aunt still charming?

Charles glanced at him thoughtfully, but without asking any more questions, parked the car on the side of the road, and then watched the other party get out of the car.

"I'll go back first, you can follow up, so as to stagger the time so as not to be suspected." After lying on the car window and giving instructors, Dean turned around and left when he saw Char nodding.

Then, after a while, the Chevrolet Impala across the street slowly drove out of the parking position. When passing by the Charles car, he honked his horn and then left.

"It seems like you are doing something shameful."

The car finally disappeared from sight and shook its head. Shire, who was sitting in the car, suddenly thought of something, so he raised his right hand and a silver-edged card immediately gathered from the palm of his hand.

This is not a new ability, it is just that Charles directly manifests the soul in the spirit wings into a destiny card.

Just like he used this method to pull out the spirits in it.

"John Winchester..."

Looking down at the portrait of the card wearing a thin vest in the gray shirt, Charles glanced at the seat on the passenger seat for a few more times, and finally picked up an inconspicuous strand of hair from the gap in the back of the chair and placed it on the card in his hand.

"Go and protect your son."

After the words fell, the card was still the card, and the hair was still the same. In response, Charle frowned and spoke again.

"Three days."

So the hair suddenly merged into the card.

After throwing it out the window, the card turned into silver light and disappeared, and a hazy figure appeared in the street not far away.

As soon as he appeared, he turned around in a daze and looked around for a while. After noticing anything, he raised his foot and left the place.

Obviously, this hidden command will not be discovered by the "soul" involved.

This is one of the large number of souls that Shire absorbed at the Demon Gate.

Shire didn't know why human souls appeared in the Demon Gate, and he didn't have the heart to think about this. In fact, in addition to this one, there were more than a dozen same human spirits in his wings.

I guess those souls belong to "jailbreakers".

"Halloween is coming soon, I'm giving you a dad, you're welcome." Gurgled, Charle gently patted the steering wheel, and the vehicle roared and started: "You are so lucky to know me."

Just as he was about to leave the place, a phone ringing suddenly came from his pocket. Shire was stunned and then picked up his cell phone and took a look.

"Bobby?"

After answering the phone strangely, Charles thought the other party would ask him where he was, but the sound from the microphone was not the old man, but another calm word.
Chapter completed!