[Main American Drama] Poison Brother's Exotic Travel

Sam and Dean followed the old man to visit the photo exhibition room of the hotel owner's family for generations.There, they found some pictures of Susan's mother when she was a child.

Among them, one suddenly caught Sam's attention.It was a picture taken with Susan's mother's black personal maid, as the old man introduced.What shocked Sam and Dean was that the maid's chest pendant was exactly the shape of a voodoo teaching emblem.

In this regard, they basically determined that Susan's mother was the one who used the voodoo spell. They shared the information they got with Larry, but Larry couldn't tell them the truth, so he had no choice but to affirm their conjecture.

Looking back... Anyway, the room I'm in can directly see the swimming pool... If something really happens, I'll be in time... Right... Larry walked to the floor-to-ceiling window uncertainly, looked down and saw that it was already pitch black outside, only dimly lit by street lights bright path.It was already too dark to see the swimming pool clearly.

Standing behind him, Gabriel looked at his nervous expression with a smile, and said, "If you really want this girl to disappear, you can actually ask Death to come."

Larry was stunned and turned to look at Gabriel. He asked suspiciously, "Can humans summon Death by themselves?"

Gabriel was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that today's demon hunters don't know about this, he explained to Larry: "Of course. The god of death will feel the breath of death when human beings die. But if that person rejected the god of death at that time, the god of death would not forcefully take him away, and that human soul would stay in the world."

Seeing Larry listening to him seriously, his tone gradually became more formal.He sat on the bed like Larry and continued: "The souls lingering in the world, no matter what their personalities are, will become uncontrollable ghosts due to long-term loneliness and neglect by relatives. However, the god of death will no longer bring them Leave. Because people who have already died will no longer send death messages to the God of Death. Of course, this is also to reduce the workload of the God of Death."

Larry further asked: "Then you said, what is it about being able to summon the god of death?"

Gabriel explained: "Reaper can be summoned through rituals, but he needs all the extra dedication. It's like overtime pay."

Larry was stunned and asked, "What offerings do they need?"

"It's actually very simple, a memory of yours. Most people will choose to exchange it with a memory that is not too important, and Death is not picky about it." Gabriel spread his hands and replied.

Larry asked with some doubts: "Then where did those people who were taken away by the god of death go? Will it really be like the legend, good people go to heaven, and evil people go to hell? They are burned by the demon hunters." Where do the relics and dissipated souls go?"

Gabriel laughed out loud when he heard the words, and then said to the puzzled Larry: "The distinction between good and evil is just a moral standard established by human beings. Although this does make human society more orderly, this kind of rule has no effect on heaven. It doesn’t make sense to talk about it. People who are taken away by the god of death, regardless of good or evil, will enter heaven. Heaven is just a huge space, composed of countless small spaces, and there is no distinction between good and evil set by humans themselves.”

Larry clicked his tongue and said, "Like countless daughter cells in a big cell?"

Gabriel nodded in agreement with Larry's analogy, and continued: "The happiest memories in everyone's heart will form their imagined paradise. Only a few soulmates will share the same paradise. Human souls will stay in heaven until a certain time." Time limit, and then rush into reincarnation. Heaven is like a temporary storage place for souls, and the power of their souls is also provided to the angels to increase their power."

Larry suddenly laughed and said, "Is it alright if you just tell me about the structure of heaven?"

Gabriel spread his hands casually, lay down on the big soft bed, and closed his eyes naturally.The hair tie that was neatly bound behind his head was untied automatically, and his long wine red hair was scattered on the bed at random, like a sleeping angel.Well, he's an angel.

Lying on the bed, Gabriel breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The demon that caused the war with us is also your enemy. The enemy of the enemy is your ally. Isn't this what you humans say?" He opened his eyes and gave Larry a playful wink.

Larry froze for a moment, pulled the big pillow on the bed to cover Gabriel's mischievous face, and said, "Okay... what about the soul that disappeared after being burned by the witcher? Did it just disappear into this world?

Gabriel snatched the pillow with a nonchalant smile, threw it away, nodded and said, "That's right, the wraiths burned to death by you demon hunters just vanished into thin air. But in fact, this doesn't affect the reincarnation of heaven and earth." In fact, the reincarnation of heaven and earth was not created by the father. The effect that the father played on this world is actually to create the white race of humans and create a paradise for the soul. "

Larry thought to himself, only white people?Could it be that the yellow race and the black race were not actually created by God?That's right... It seems that humans of different races have their own gods who created man.For example, the yellow race is Nuwa.

As if seeing what Larry was thinking, Gabriel said in a tone of approval: "It is exactly what you think in your heart, you are more like the creation of the Eastern gods. The race that can create people and create the place where souls are stored is not the earth. It is a pseudo-protoss derived from itself. It is a higher-dimensional god, and a god with creative ability is the real protoss. The pseudo-protoss on the earth who need to use cannibals as sacrifices to enhance their energy are actually just humans A race that mutated over thousands of years."

Larry interrupted him suddenly, frowned and asked, "Do you think I'm a pseudo-protoss mutated from humans?"

Gabriel was stunned and laughed, and said, "You underestimate yourself too much. Your current ability is indeed like a pseudo-protoss on earth. However, I can feel that the soul in your body is different from other souls. , and even the energy in your body is constantly expanding and increasing, maybe you can become the person closest to the real Protoss in time."

When Larry heard the first half of the sentence again, his heart fell silent.The soul is different, he didn't expect that Gabriel could really see the difference in him.Fortunately, Gabriel did not know the reason.In any case, Larry would not intend to tell where he came from and where he learned about the future direction of things.

There is a saying, do not disturb the happiness of others.Sometimes people think that the world is just that big, and they have a sense of security and unlimited expectations for the future.But when they know that they are actually only in a tiny box, the future has already been written on paper.It seems that my own destiny has nothing to do with me, and then there will be unpredictable psychological changes, and who can even know what the consequences will be.

When he heard the second half of the sentence, Larry's inner villain could only faint before his eyes... What a grand goal... What a great expectation...

Larry and Gabriel are actually...both chatterbox...After Gabriel finished his popular science about the relationship between heaven and earth, and Larry finished complaining about Gabriel's vulgar taste in making beautiful women out of himself. Larry forcefully stuffed Gabriel back into the book... Well, if Gabriel refused, Larry couldn't do it.

However, Larry couldn't stand the feeling of having someone next to him when he slept.Whether that person is a stranger or his lover, it's like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, although, Larry has no lover so far, spread his hands.

Stuffing Gabriel back into the book like a pokemon doesn't mean Gabriel won't come out, but at least it gave Larry some psychological comfort.He weighed the book for a long time, lifted the table, and pressed the book under the table.

After a tiring day of travel, Larry fell asleep quickly after lying on the soft bed.After feeling that Larry fell into a deep sleep, Gabriel, who had no intention of keeping the promise, ran out of the comic book that Larry had pressed under the table.

The cold moonlight came in through the undrawn curtains, like a layer of silver sand on the ground.Gabriel's face no longer had a hippie smile on his face, and he walked on the hotel's thick carpet without making a sound.

He walked to the only floor-to-ceiling window in the room, looked up at the starry sky that could not be seen clearly due to the cover of clouds, and the bright moonlight that stubbornly passed through the thick clouds and revealed it.

Under the silver-white moonlight, Gabriel's original red hair was also beaten into a metallic cold copper color, and his golden eyes appeared transparent and clear under the moonlight, but they were not as cold as the gentle playfulness during the day.

He didn't understand why he pampered Larry so much, or rather, pampered him.Even if Larry has potential beyond ordinary people, there are tens of thousands of people or gods with such potential in this world.But now they are all bound by an underlying rule, and if they can't break it, they can never break it.

Gabriel knew that even if Larry's body accumulated energy to the highest level he could, he could only become a false god, the same as thousands of false gods on the earth, even... the same as Gabriel himself.They can possess powers that ordinary people and even other false gods cannot match, but the world will always have a layer of rules that bind them.

Their energy system has become a fixed pattern, which is the huge chain that is difficult to break.

But, for some reason, Gabriel could feel the difference in Larry.It should be said that the rules that bind Larry are not the same as those false gods on Earth, but another unheard of thing.

The rules that bind Gabriel are also different from the rules on Earth.The rules of angels are created by God, and the one who can create rules is the real god.

If, Gabriel thought, if he could see Larry breaking his own rules, then...could he also find a way to break the angel's rules.Because the angels created by God are not his children, but weapons... Even if their father poured all his love into them, their functions were set by the rules from the very beginning.

Angels are not gods, not guardians, but warriors.And the potential of a soldier is always regulated by the rules of the army, and the skills of all angels are the same, only the strength of energy is different.

Gabriel's brother Lucifer tried to break the rules, so he created hell, he created demons, and he tried to destroy the world to find that answer.But Gabriel knew that that way would never find the answer, because the way was wrong from the start.

However, he won't tell his brother.Gabriel looked back at Larry who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and smiled.Perhaps, Lucifer and Michael are his older brothers, but it is this world, the human beings with all kinds of emotions and six desires, that really brings him the feeling of being alive.His brothers never shared his views.

So I can only be sorry, this boy will be his only selfishness, and it is also the beginning of his... rebellion against God the Father.He once thought about breaking the rules that he seemed to be able to see, but he never had the courage to do so.So, he had to hide and hide while his brothers started the war.

Until, he saw Larry.The boy who seemed to have the answer. Larry is also bound by rules, and Gabriel knows that Larry must also know it clearly.However, Larry didn't care. His attitude seemed to be able to see the origin of this rule, as if he firmly believed in his heart that he could break it when the time came.It seems that he already knew the essence of that layer of rules, so he didn't care.

Gabriel has a stubborn possessive desire to find new toys, but also has some doubts and entanglements, because he has never had such a strong desire for one thing.It was as if, when he met Larry, he could become a real person with a human soul.

No matter how much angels disdain humans, they never dare to underestimate the energy of human souls.After meeting Larry, Gabriel often wondered whether Larry's uniqueness came from his soul.

Although, Gabriel doesn't know anything about it now.But this didn't stop Gabriel from arousing curiosity, and therefore pampering Larry.

And people often don't remember that the origin of all emotions is often just curiosity about a person.

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Sam and Dean were ready to go the next morning, just as the sun was shining on the damp mist that hung over the hotel sky.Because Susan has always insisted that her mother cannot meet outsiders, the two decided to sneak into the private area of ​​the hotel by themselves and meet Susan's mother Rose.

Larry rubbed his sleepy eyes with difficulty and sat up on the big soft bed.He slept surprisingly well this time, perhaps because he subconsciously knew that there was a strong protector by his side?

Larry washed up with the towel and toothbrush from the hotel, and directly put the completed equipment and hair accessories into the backpack, completing the packing with ease.Before going out, he looked back at the H manga that was still under the corner of the table, the one with Gabriel in it.After thinking about it, he went over and squatted down to lift the corner of the table to take out the book and put it in the pocket of his coat.

The hotel was quiet in the morning, walking in the hallway where the morning light shone through the windows so that you could see the thin outlines of dust, Larry was going to meet Sam and Dean.

Dean was as unprincipled as ever, he glanced at Larry with a playful smile, and said, "Little Larry, good morning. You didn't get scared to cry last night, did you? Haunted hotel~"

Sam gave Dean a reproachful look, smiled and said to Larry, "Don't bother with him, he feels bored if he doesn't work all day. Good morning Larry, did you sleep well last night?"

Although Sam and Dean asked about the same topics, Larry still said good morning to the two of them, and stood next to Sam with a glance at Dean.

The three of them had assembled, and Dean stopped teasing Sam, who had been annoyed by him all night, and Larry, who was still angry about getting up early in the morning.Before everyone in the hotel got busy in the morning, they wanted to find Susan's mother, Rose.

They came to a room on the second floor, which was in front of the house where there were as many dolls as a mountain.When they were allowed to enter the room yesterday, they noticed that the doll's room was just a sort of entrance.There is a door on the other side of the room, and the host family of the hotel presumably lives in the area behind this door.

Larry, who wasn't quite used to blatantly opening doors in other people's territory, stood behind Sam and Dean, who were focusing on door opening, with his arms folded awkwardly and nervously, looking around, afraid that someone would find out.

Sam's technique is very skilled, especially this kind of ancient wooden door and the lock with simple internal structure.After a while, Sam and Dean unlocked the door and pushed the door open.

Because he didn't follow Dean and the others down to investigate the situation yesterday, it was the first time Larry saw this mountain of dolls.Both walls are full, and countless black pupils indicate the direction of the door.

Larry who came in last had inexplicable goosebumps and felt the coolness behind him.He turned his head and closed the door with the metal lettering Private [private] welded on it, the slight sound of locking the door seemed particularly hollow in the empty corridor.

Dean walked first, walking softly through the doll's room.Sure enough, there is a white wooden door next to the foyer that serves as a doll's room.The door wasn't locked, and Dean opened it with a slight twist.

Larry tilted his head over Sam's back and peeked out.Behind the door is a stairwell, obviously this hotel is in the form of a building within a building.This part of the building is where the owner of the hotel lives.

The stairs are wooden stairs, because the wooden floor is a little loose due to the long-term relationship, and there will be an uncontrollable creaking sound when walking on it.

Larry bit the bullet and carefully helped the two big-ass brothers close the door of the room they had neglected.He looked at the creaking floor under their feet, thought about it and decided to use the old method.

Halfway there, Sam looked back at Larry and gestured for Larry to follow. Larry nodded at Sam as a response, and directly practiced light work, double jumping and flying around and landed on the handrail at the corner of the stairs.Immediately afterwards, he used his strength to double jump again, changed the angle, and rushed up to the second floor silently.

Startled by the wind blowing past his ears, Dean stared into his big eyes, looking at Larry who rushed ahead of them with ease like a hamster.Then he was pushed by Sam behind him, and he lowered his head in frustration and continued to move cautiously.

The second floor didn't turn on too many lights, only a desk lamp was turned on on the closet in the stairwell, and the whole corridor seemed a bit dim. Larry looked left and right, and the door to the room on the right was ajar, and he could see the sunlight from the window inside.

When Sam and Dean finally made it to the second floor, the three of them headed straight for the room.Whether it was Rose in that room or not, they had to confirm it first.

Walking to the door on tiptoe, Larry could clearly see the decoration inside. It seemed to be a study room, covered with expensive vintage patterned carpets, and next to it were bookshelves with many old books on display.The layout is facing the room where Larry lives.The window in the room is facing the hotel garden and swimming pool.

Sam stepped sideways into the door while Dean carefully backed away from the door.As the door retreated, Larry saw the back of the old man.Thin and gray with hair tied back in a bun, Rose sat motionless in the wheelchair with her back to the door, as if she was concentrating on the scenery outside the window.

Sam walked slowly and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Tomlinson?…Mrs. Tomlinson...we mean no harm...we..."

The two walked slowly in front of the old man, and Larry easily followed behind Sam's buttocks, looking at Rose with his head poking around. Rose rolled her eyes to look at them in horror, but she didn't do anything else.

Sam stopped talking halfway, obviously he also found something wrong with Rose.He frowned and looked at Rose's expression, walked to Dean's side, and whispered, "This man has had a stroke..."

Dean froze and whispered, "But voodoo is passed down...the caster must be able to mix herbs, chant spells...and have an altar."

Sam frowned, "So, there's no way Rose did any of this. Maybe it wasn't voodoo at all."

Dean tilted his head and said, "Oh, but she might be faking it too."

Sam was speechless for a while, and then said, "What do you want? Poke her with a stick to confirm?" Then he looked away from Rose's back and looked at Dean, just in time to see what Dean seemed to agree with. nodded.

Sam said embarrassingly, "Dude, you can't poke her with a stick!"

Larry, who had been facing the door all the time, watching Rose's puzzled eyes, suddenly saw a figure flickering in the corridor outside the door.And walked quietly to the room.

[[Team] Larry said: Someone! ! 】

But it was too late, the two brothers were immersed in their argument, and they were reminded by Larry's voice to look at the half-closed door together. Larry had already jumped out of the window with his back, and he used light work to cling tightly to the wall outside the hotel window, watching his strength drop sharply.

Susan pushed open the door and saw Sam and Dean, "Oh, my God. What are you doing here?!" Her eyes were stern with angry seriousness.

She went straight to her mother, and Sam and Dean explained in unison, "We just wanted to talk to Rose..."

Susan accused angrily: "You frightened her! I give you two minutes to leave my hotel, or I will call the police."

Dean subconsciously wanted to see Larry hiding outside the window, but was dragged out of the room by Sam.On the other side, Larry, who had run out of energy, was holding onto the protruding window sill with both hands, waiting for Susan to leave.

Fortunately, Larry didn't have to wait too long. Susan, who was in a hurry to pack up and move out of the hotel, also left after comforting Rose.

Hearing the sound of the door lock being locked, Larry used Wudu's sect lightness skill to transform into a butterfly, and stretched out blue-purple light butterfly wings from behind.Leaping into the room with a light backflip.

Rose's eyes looked at Larry, or the butterfly wings behind Larry, in shock. Standing in front of Rose, Larry leaped in from the ivy-covered window in the morning light, as if he was an elf in the jungle.

Standing in front of Rose, Larry shook his wrists with a bitter expression as the butterfly wings disappeared after 8 seconds.

Simple Rose's eyes were full of surprise but not panic, Larry casually leaned on the window sill, looked at the old man with a smile and said: "We are not here to hurt you, but I guess you should know why we are here of."

The old man stared blankly at Larry with her only moving eyes open. Larry looked at the magical creature in her eyes and explained: "Your sister Zoe has killed several people who helped your daughter Susan move out of the hotel. We are here to stop her. Just like you have been using a volt They all do the same thing."

After Larry comforted Rose, he found a small altar in the cabinet under the bookshelf in the study under the guidance of Rose's eyes.Engraved from two templates, on which are complex arrays and ancient Greek characters.