Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 357 347. Raising Curses
A spatial node was opened on the surface of this séance buried under the floor, revealing a bloody miniature scene - flying and rotating steel nails and hooks, a bone-scratching chill, and nauseating blood.

Immediately afterwards, a translucent human figure emerged from the node and lay on the hotbed of the séance. The blood that had just penetrated was attracted by the invisible force and turned into earthworms, crawling up the human figure's feet. , delivered to the left chest of the body to create a thin heart.

Plop, plop.

When the heartbeat started, Larry had already been taken out of the room by Julia and the door was closed.

Except for Dean, no one noticed that the floor began to shake rapidly and rise up. White mist like burning sulfur spewed out from the cracks, and a large area of ​​viscous light yellow liquid poured out.

click-

Two bloody hand bones suddenly protruded from the liquid. With a push on the floor, a skeleton climbed up with difficulty, like a prey escaping from the sticky swamp, with its bent ribs and pale spine. It was open to the air, shaking a few pieces of minced meat.

Those bloody black eyes looked around at his terrifying skeletal body, and a surprised and low howl came out of the intertwined mouth of white teeth, as if cheering——

Haha, I escaped!

……

"Another curser who escaped from the Leviathan hell," Dean rubbed his chin on the treetops and thought, "Who is his true identity?"

Dean thought of the previous conversation between Christine and her grandmother, referring to the facts just now - Larry's blood helped the curse man escape, and based on his past experience of helping William and Adam and his son save Aurora, only relatives His blood can save his loved ones from hell.

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

Worried about being discovered, she returned to the silent utility room on the second floor.

The fates coincided so inadvertently.

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

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

She still has endless memories to this day. In comparison, Larry is too dull and boring, "Someone is coming, I have to think about it..."

The communication at the dinner was pleasant, but Julia seemed to have something on her mind. She ate a few hastily and left the restaurant. She couldn't wait to take out the photo in her arms and gazed at the handsome black-haired man in it with eyes.

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

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

"How can I help you?"

Frank Cotton?
Husband Larry Cotton’s missing biological brother?

……

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

"It must be him."

"So, this curse is Larry's brother, Frank Cotton, a playboy who loves to study mysticism."

Julia took a deep breath, her light eye shadow reflecting the light of confusion and struggle. After a long time, she clenched her hands in front of her chest and asked,

……

Larry's brother knocked on the door and broke into the empty room. With an irresistible force and a strong masculine breath, he overwhelmed himself and conquered his heart.

She bit her lip fiercely, tightened her aching legs, and stared at the face of the curser at her feet, with a trace of uncontrollable lust flashing in her eyes.

"My dear, don't keep me waiting too long..." The curser Frank showed a sharp smile, crawled into the darkness behind the pillar on all fours, and quietly picked up a square, engraved with exquisite cultural characters like the sun. Rubik's Cube - Box of Mourning.

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

The memory flashed back to that rainy night, the night not long after he and Larry got married.

love you…

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

The skeleton curser hiding in the corner crawled out like a hungry ghost from hell. The white skeleton hand hugged Julia's right leg. The frightened woman screamed and almost fainted on the spot, with a look on her face. All the exquisite makeup was spent, and the photos in her hands were scattered all over the floor.

Opened the box of desire in Julia's heart.

A gentle call opened the woman's heart, and her convulsed face with fear instantly calmed down. She pressed her back against the entrance door, panting violently, staring at the skull face covered with mucus and minced meat, "Oh, My God, who are you?"

"Julia, my beloved Julia, have you forgotten? When we were in love so many nights, you promised me that you would do anything for me." The curser's dark eyes stared straight at the woman. , bursting with infatuated affection and a kind of creepy love, this gaze seemed to penetrate her fiery body and lonely soul under her shirt, "You help me recover, I will always be by your side and love you." "

Then there is no doubt that this curse man is related to Larry.

"Haven't you been looking at the photos and missing me? I'm Frank, Frank Cotton, who loves you." The curser picked up the photo of the handsome man on the ground and showed it again, with a bloody smile on the corner of his mouth, and spoke with a low and hoarse voice. The voice said, "Don't look at me. I just came back to life and haven't finished repairing it. I look scary."

"It doesn't look like it, but I am. Do you need me to describe the deep feelings between us?"

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

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

Fear, blood in the nose, and some forbidden pleasure turned into electric currents rising from the tailbone and rushing straight to the vital points of the body.

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

Christine's uncle?
A gleam of disbelief flashed across Julia's eyes, and her stomach was churning so fast that she was about to vomit up her dinner. She really couldn't connect this ugly man who looked like a demon with the handsome, passionate, and beast-like aggressive man in her memory. .

The sun in the sky quickly sets to the west, and time transitions to night.

Dean glanced at Larry, who was chatting and laughing with the guests in the restaurant on the first floor, with a look of sympathy in his eyes.

"Help you kill someone? No, I can't do that!"

……

What happened next was not as expected by Dean, after the dinner was over and all the guests were sent away.

Late at night, Julia tossed and turned in bed, turning to look at the face of her husband who loved her deeply, and then recalled the masculine, hormonal face of her old lover.

Two faces intertwined.

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

Frank smiled and revealed a bloody face from behind the pillar, "Have you figured it out? Are you willing to help me?"

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

"Very good. Tomorrow morning, while Larry goes out to work, help me lead the sacrifice into the room."

"kindness…"

……

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

Frank is just a weak curse, with the red light of life barely level 1, and Dean will gain nothing by killing him.

Dean turned to the dark field of his mind to search for Christine's whereabouts. He only saw the girl sleeping soundly at her grandma's house. Her pretty face tensed up in fear, and glistening cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She seemed to be doing something. Nightmare. "This girl not only has a high will and spirit, but also a high perception attribute. She has a kind of crisis intuition." Dean was amazed. "But this is not all her secrets. We have to keep waiting."

Dean was not in a hurry and took the shallow water out of his arms, "Keep an eye on Kristen for me..."

"Okay, master."

……

Abandoning the shoal, Dean left the West End and returned to Citroën to meet his three companions. As a result, Sean and the three of them immediately described something to him.

"You're not letting us move around freely. We just want to stroll around this big city at night to see if we can find some illegal and criminal activities to crack down on, and add some blood by the way." Monica stretched out her index finger and thumb to pinch "The three of us are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and we can detect abnormalities from a long distance away."

"We found a murder scene in the East End of Calgary," Sean flashed with a hint of deepness, "A family of three, the husband, wife, and infant baby were all dead. The death condition was extremely tragic, with sharp cuts all over their bodies. The floor and ceiling of the house were covered in blood. They were played like cat and mouse by the murderer before they died."

Sean said harshly, "It's a pity that we went too late. The murderer escaped, leaving only three corpses."

"We drew a little blood from the deceased and read their memories before death," Peter said cautiously. "I saw the murderer. He was wearing a black coat, tall and strong... Judging from his strength and speed, he should be an ordinary person... He was completely covered. Yan Shi left no clues."

"Ordinary people caused a massacre of families?" Dean raised his eyebrows. He immediately wondered whether this case was related to Frank, the curse man who had just climbed out of hell. But then he shook his head. One was in the West District, and the other was In the East District, they are separated by more than ten or twenty kilometers, so it is unlikely to have any contact.

Also, if someone else helps with the killing, Frank doesn't need to ask Julia for help.

So is this the convergence law triggered by the three Seans?
"Is this the first mass murder of a family in the East District recently?"

"This is not an isolated case." Sean shook his head. "We saw many warning posters after entering the East District. With today's incident, there have been three mass murders in Calgary's East District."

Dean nodded, eliminating the influence of the law of convergence.

"Man, this murderer will definitely continue to commit crimes at night," Sean said with a hint of pleading, "I want to patrol the East District to catch him every day starting from tomorrow night. Can you stay for a few more days?"

"You think so too?" Dean looked at the two vampires,
"We are not interested in doing thankless things," Peter shrugged and glanced at Sean, "But this guy can be considered a companion. If he wants to catch the murderer, we will help him catch him."

"Then I'll leave the case in the East District to you. Protect yourselves carefully and call me if you encounter trouble." Dean glanced at the dim sky. "Now leave the city and go to the suburbs for a night. You can Keep training.”

"kindness."

……

The next morning.

After waking up from meditation and stargazing, Dean bid farewell to the three people in the car catching up on their sleep. He contacted Qian Tan and learned that Kristen had gone to the North District to find a job. Qian Qian continued to be responsible for monitoring along the way.

Dean rushed to the West End villa to wait for a while, and soon discovered that Julia, who was dressed up in a gorgeous dress, went out and took a car to a bar in the downtown area.

After the woman nervously drank two glasses of whiskey in a row, a delicate blush appeared on her face, sending out a strong mating signal to the sparse guests in the bar.

A ruffian man wearing a leather jacket and a turban, who was dressed like a street gangster, was attracted. He sat next to Julia and took off the wine glass in her hand and drank it down in one gulp. He frivolously held her waist, his sharp eyes full of aggression. ,
"Beautiful lady, stop drinking. Drinking is useless. You need a strong gentleman to heal your wounds. Come with me."

He couldn't help but pull Julia up.

Julia glanced at the young gangster's face full of flesh, nodded drunkenly, breathed hot air into his ear, and said coquettishly with a sweet nasal voice, "Go to my house."

……

"Isn't this a bedroom?" The gangster who followed Julia back to the villa and entered the second floor looked around and saw only an empty and dark room. The cool wind blew from an unknown corner, which made him feel a little nervous for no reason. fear.

"This is not a bedroom," Julia stretched out her hand to touch his face nervously, a forced smile appeared on her heavily made-up face, "but there is no need to use the bed, right?"

"That's right, the floor is bigger and more free. We can try various postures as we like." The little gangster couldn't hold back his excitement anymore. He took off his clothes and pants while sitting on the ground, and twirled around with his butt on the ground like a child. , patted the floor, "Oh...this floor is really slippery, but I guess your skin is slipperier. Come here, baby!"

Julia quietly pulled out a hammer from the groove in the side wall of the room, walked over quickly, and hit the man on the back of the head without him noticing.

Blood splattered onto the woman's nervous and excited face, making her plain facial features look a little more dangerously coquettish.

She swung a second time without stopping.

The man fell face down on the ground without moving, and did not utter a scream from beginning to end.

Immediately afterwards, a fishy wind burst out from behind the thick pillars in the room. Frank, covered in white bones and rotten flesh, threw himself on the corpse, like a hungry hyena. His bony hands penetrated directly into the skin of the man's back neck, sucking it like a blood-sucking vine. stand up.

In less than five minutes, the man turned into a mummy with a gray face and a wide mouth showing a painful expression that had weathered for several years.

"Julia, come here." Frank sat down on the ground with satisfaction and stretched out his hand. There was obviously a layer of dark red muscle and skin tissue on the skeleton, making it look more human-like and terrifying.
Julia wiped the blood on her face with a handkerchief, fear and excitement flashed in her eyes, as if she had suddenly unlocked some kind of shackles in her body, and felt a pleasure she had never experienced before. She took Frank's bloody hand and used her fingertips to Apply a little blood-colored lipstick on your lips,

"Can you explain what happened to you now? How did you become like this?"

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

Julia's eyes were instantly attracted, "What is this?"

"The Mourning Box, don't touch it, it's dangerous and can open the door to hell and heaven."

"What do you mean?"

"It allows me to enter a dangerous different dimension." Frank sighed with his back to the wall and looked out the window at the dim sunlight. "But I have no choice. I have been addicted to alcohol, alcohol, and pursuit of excitement for many years, and slowly and completely The ground is numb, not only the physical senses, but also the spiritual level... All the beautiful and ugly things in the world can no longer let me experience a trace of excitement and pleasure..."

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

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

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

"I have gone through a lot of hard work and found another way to escape from another dimension."

"I did it according to the method."

"Until yesterday, with the help of Larry's blood, I successfully returned to the world."

"This, this sounds like a horror story." Julia covered her mouth in surprise, but couldn't hide her curiosity, "What is that world like?"

"Beyond the limits of my mind and body, filled with pain and joy that cannot be seen, and reshaping my body and mind." A trace of deeply hidden fear and a touch of morbid fascination flashed in Frank's eyes, "The most important thing is what's inside There lives a powerful existence called the Hell Monks, who are like the guards of a prison. They don't allow anyone to escape. They will try their best to arrest me. I have to seize the time to grow fresh flesh and blood and escape to other places. Baby, bring me two more people and I will be back to my old self.”

"Then, will you take me away?"

Julia asked nervously,
"You can let go of my silly brother."

"Larry?" Julia shook her head dissatisfied, "A boring and boring man. I have no interest in him for a long time, and I hate his naughty daughter even more."

A cruel smile appeared on Frank's lips, "Then, how about bringing them here next time?"

Julia froze and shook her head, "Although Larry is boring, he used to be very good to me. Kristen is still young. How about changing the target?"

"They are related to me by blood, and their blood is a great tonic for me." Frank's bloody hand caressed the side of the woman's face and pinched her chin, "Bring them to me, and I swear to you in the future." Experience the happiness I experienced, so that you can also reshape your body and stay young and beautiful forever."

"Forever young and beautiful?" Julia's eyes were as hot as magma, and she licked Frank's bloody mouth intimately. No woman can resist the temptation of immortality, "I will take Larry and Christine with me tonight." Come up."

……

"You can even kill your own brother and family, adulterers and adulterers... You have to get rid of the evil as soon as possible." Dean, who was lying on the roof, shook his head. The two of them killed the lewd gangster. He was not interested in taking care of it. , but he has to take action against Christine who he is targeting.

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

(End of this chapter)