[Comprehensive British and American] Daily life of a data balancer

Sam was sitting in the library. He had just prepared the materials, checked that the magic circle under the carpet was intact, and was ready to summon.

They stole the tower last night and met an inexplicable girl, and then a meteorite smashed the devil and the tower on the opposite side without saying a word, so they didn't understand why so many demons gathered in the monastery, nor did they understand Who is that girl who ran away without a trace?

As a senior demon hunter who is used to seeing supernatural events, Sam wants to figure out what happened to the chaos last night.Dean obviously has a completely different view on this.

After Dean came back, he headed into the bathroom, washed off the ashes he had brought back, and walked out refreshed. He saw his younger brother set up a magic circle and was eager to summon the demon, so he quickly stopped him." If you want me to say, don't get into that horn, the devil's lair has been taken away, no harm has been left, everyone is happy."

"Why are you like this, Dean." Sam looked like I misunderstood you. "A meteorite just fell and killed all the demons? Do you think this can just go away?"

"Why not? Maybe God, the old man finally opened his eyes and decided to act as a deterrent." Dean was optimistic about this.

But Sam waved his hand, "Dean, God will come out when the apocalypse comes out, and his old man is unlikely to make a big fuss over this matter." He tried hard to convince his brother, "And the girl yesterday definitely didn't break in by accident. "

"Why, do you still think that girl recruited a meteorite?"

"..."

Dean looked up in surprise at the brother's silence. "You don't really think that, and even you, it's too far-fetched, Sam."

"So I want to figure this out." Sam rubbed his face and turned his head to look at the summoning materials prepared in the basin.

Dean wanted to say something, but there was a sound of flapping wings, and a third person suddenly broke into the space. The brothers were not frightened by the sudden appearance of this person, and they turned their heads to look at the suit at the same time. An angel in a beige windbreaker, the latter explained straight to the point, "I went to the place you mentioned."

"what's the result?"

"It was cleaned up very thoroughly...no demons left." Before Dean could tell his brother with joy, 'I'm right', Castiel said again, "But we found this at the scene." He carefully removed the He took out a small jewelry box from his pocket, put it on the edge of the table and popped it open. The Winchester brothers held their breaths and gathered together to look at it for a long time, and then looked at each other.

"Did I see..."

"I saw a necklace, too." Sam nodded and told Dean that he wasn't hallucinating, so Dean reached out and glued the chain before Sam could stop it, picked up the necklace and looked at it in front of him, and then he didn't know why. Look to the only angel who can answer the question "a necklace?"

"This is not an ordinary necklace." The angel replied patiently, "It has powerful magic power."

"Oh." Dean hurriedly put back the supposedly powerful magic weapon belatedly, rubbed his fingers by mistake and asked, "What's the use of this?"

"This involves a legend." The angel opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by Sam.

With the keenness of a wise man, Sam grasped the doubts in the angel's sentence, and he asked first, "Cass, you just said that 'we' found it, who are you with?"

"Oh, it looks like the reindeer are a little smarter." A fourth voice joined them, the drawn Scottish accent sounding lazy and evil, and the Winchester brothers had pulled out when they heard the familiar voice. Your own weapons are at the ready.

The demon who landed next to the angel was not surprised by this scene. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at them with a relaxed body, and raised his eyebrows at the knife in their hands, "Seriously?"

"Cass, why is Crowley with you?" Dean ignored the demon, turned to ask his angel friend, and Castiel spread his hands in regret and explained, "We ran into each other on the road."

"You guys had a big battle last night. As the king of hell, I certainly have an obligation to know what happened." Crowley added.

"If you don't want to lose your men, you should manage them well."

"Those are not my subordinates, they are Sannomiya's subordinates." Crowley dragged a chair and sat down, casually as if at home, "Actually, I would like to thank you for helping me get rid of those troubles. "

"Sangong?"

"Three Palace Demon, hell was not created by Lucifer. There are many aborigines and outsiders there. Believe me, you won't want to provoke them." Crowley waved his hand and didn't linger on this topic. It seemed that he was right The things in his mouth are also quite taboo, "Let's go back to the topic just now." He pointed to the necklace lying quietly in the box on the table, "Magic artifact, legend."

When the morning sun shone through the window on his face, Stephen chose to turn his back to the sun and continue sleeping.But a cold, wet hand was attached to the exposed half of his face, which inspired him instantly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the girl in white pajamas sitting beside the bed. Li Min also saw his opened eyes, so he pushed him with the hand that had just been washed and hadn't been dried yet. Leaving a handprint on his shoulder, and at the same time asking for granted, "Go and make breakfast, I want toast, bacon, and scrambled eggs."

"I'm the wounded." Stephen buried his face in the pillow, so his muffled voice sounded more like a complaint.

But Li Min didn't respond to this, and continued to push him to ask, "I provide accommodation, so you provide breakfast."

Facing the persistent hand that poked him, Stephen gave in, and he dragged himself up. The injury to his hand last night made him feel like he was run over by a truck, but it was not unbearable.So he kicked on his slippers and walked out, waving to the voice behind him reminding him to add cheese.

When he was busy in the kitchen, the cloak sneaked in without a sound and startled him, he quickly looked into the living room, Li Min was still in his room, so he retracted and stared at his disobedient Artifact "What are you doing?"

The cloak fluttered twice, pointing to the closed door of Li Min's room with one corner clenched into a hand, and then danced for a while.

Stephen didn't understand this, he figured he needed a guide to cloak sign language or something.Then the cloak opened up again, a corner of the garment was drawn around the collar, and then shrank into a ball.

Stephen felt that he understood this time, so he nodded, "You also know that the two of us will die miserably if we are found, and you still run out? Go back and pretend to be dead."

The collar of the cloak shook, as if he wanted to say something, but the sound of the door opening came from Li Min's room, and the cloak collapsed for a moment, and Stephen subconsciously grabbed it with his hand.

"Uh, why are you holding that cloak?" Li Min poked his head at the kitchen door, and found that the meal was not ready, showing a disappointed expression. At the same time, he saw the large piece of red cloth in his hand, so he asked curiously. .

"Uh..." Stephen lowered his head and looked at the seemingly ordinary non-spiritual cloth in his hand. After a quick turn of his brain, he made an excuse, "I didn't find a hand towel."

As he spoke, he pretended to wipe the oil sticky on his hands with his cloak.

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Let me tell you that the author just couldn’t maintain the essence of sand sculpture prototype in a serious sentence for three seconds [

Let me tell you that you should not underestimate Qiyi, he can be called the legendary melee mage in Marvel.

And to answer your questions about the past relationship between Li Min and Shi Chuanqi:

Shi Chuanqi thinks: regular date [meal] √ + life communication [you play mobile phone and I see medical records] √ + have sex √ = serious love relationship

Li Min thinks: Confession ×, planning for the future ×, emotional communication is necessary [hugs, kisses, and shopping] × → not a romantic relationship

In fact, I have hinted earlier that when they discussed their past relationship, they had different views.