I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 654: Spirit of Vengeance, Open Door Fishing

"Really not a necromancer?" Sam was still a little confused. He came here and saw more and more ghosts being summoned. This seemed to be a very standard ghost summoning, right?

However, the scope and strength of this summoning of the dead souls were really too outrageous.

"Dear Sam, please believe me and leave quickly. Something serious just happened there. I feel the fall of a god. Something big is going to happen. Now is just the beginning."

"You're afraid that if I die, no one will pay you back, right?"

"How is that possible! We are the closest of partners!" A shocked denial came from the phone, but when Sam didn't answer for a long while, the voice immediately lowered a little: "Of course, it would be best if you can pay the debt. After all, after you die, your soul can't be used to pay the debt. I sincerely advise you to leave quickly. It's very dangerous there and it involves a lot of things."

After the voice on the phone finished speaking, it hung up in a hurry.

Sam looked up at the sky. It was broad daylight, but it felt like midnight here. The smell of dead souls was getting stronger and stronger. The smell of resentment was so strong that he could even hear the wails of death and the most desperate groans of pain.

Sam's face was a little dull. What should he do? What can he do? This was no longer something he could do.

He quickly took photos at the scene, collected information, and then he stepped on the accelerator and left as advised.

After walking three hundred kilometers and passing by a ruin, he heard the whispers contained in the breath of resentment again.

He looked at an old abandoned house in the distance, and the whispers were no longer wailing, but a deep whisper.

He was silent for a moment, then walked over to the abandoned old house, which didn't even have a roof. After he went in, he saw a handsome young man holding the hand of a short-haired girl in one of the houses, repeating the same thing over and over again.

"Why would a girl go to school? You are not allowed to even mention school anymore!"

"You have to be obedient and hide in the basement. I won't come looking for you. You must not make any noise or come out. Do you hear me?"

"If you don't obey me, I won't acknowledge that I have a sister like you."

"Remember? Don't come out, don't make any noise! ​​Don't let anyone know you are here!"

When Sam turned around, he saw some phantoms appearing in the living room again. The young man was held up by two strong men as strong as bulls. As soon as the young man shouted, a man with a gloomy face came up and slapped the young man twice, causing stars to appear in his eyes, blood at the corners of his mouth, and his nose to be a little crooked.

"Take it away, take it away. I gave you lowly people the opportunity to go to school, but you dare not cherish it."

The boy was taken away, and the rest of the people looked at the things in the room.

"There is only this one child left, let's go."

The phantom disappeared. In the innermost room, the young man was still pulling the girl, constantly instructing her and repeating those words.

Sam was silent. Looking at their attire, he could probably guess that it was a policy of the Maple Leaf Country more than a hundred years ago to round up indigenous children and send them to boarding schools.

He walked around here, took a look, and roughly understood it.

The girl has short hair like a boy and dresses like the boy. In fact, this is to make the girl invisible, a non-existent person, so as to avoid being caught.

Sam searched in the ruins and found the entrance to the basement in a corner.

Part of the room had collapsed. Sam turned on the flashlight and shone it around, then he saw a skeleton curled up in the corner.

With just one glance, he recognized that it was the skeleton of a girl.

Sam's eyes became a little complicated. Even though he was used to seeing dead people, he couldn't help it when the young man's words echoed in his ears.

The young man sacrificed himself, but in the end, his sister still didn't survive.

Awakened by the... sacred sky, the young man's soul, his last thought, was to tell his sister to avoid danger and never be discovered.

Sam went to the low basement, took off his coat, wrapped up the curled-up skeleton of the girl, and carried her out of the basement.

"It's all over. You can come out now and see your brother. Your brother is waiting for you."

Sam gently placed the skeleton next to the young ghost, who had tears in his eyes and was still repeating those words.

The resentment of the girl's soul became heavier and stronger, and there was an endless supply of resentment pouring out from underground and coming from all directions.

Sam could see that something big was about to happen. Among the souls awakened this time, a special being was finally going to be born.

If it were in the past, he would most likely control it, stop it from transforming, and there was a great possibility that he would break it up in the end.

But at this moment, he saw the young man's ghost, with tears in his eyes, still repeating those words, and when he looked at him, his eyes were full of pleading.

Sam sighed with a complicated expression.

"I will help you bury your sister's remains. If there is a chance and I can find your remains, I will bring your remains here and bury them with your sister."

He carried the remains out of the house, came to the back of the ruins, dug a pit at the back, and put the bones in it.

In the past, he would prepare a small ceremony, chanting scriptures while pouring gasoline and setting the bones on fire.

But now, he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, burying the bones.

This is too much of a matter, he can't handle it and can't take care of it.

As he walked along, the number of ghosts he saw was more than all the ghosts he had ever seen in his entire life.

What can he do about it?
If you make up your mind to kill these two ghosts, there will be other ghosts in other places.

Sam began to feel confused. He didn't quite understand what he should do.

He took out his cell phone and looked through the address book. At the top of the list was a devil. It was definitely inappropriate to ask the devil for advice on such a thing.

He flipped through the pages and came across Wen Yan, who had returned from the Sea of ​​the Dead.

His half-brother from the Wen family.

After flipping through the address book, he found Wen Yan's number again and called Wen Yan.

The phone rang twice, and then I heard Wen Yan's enthusiastic voice.

"Dear Sam, why did you call me suddenly? Is someone trying to kill you? It must be some big devil that forced you to ask me for help. Could it be that you met the Yellow Devil? If it's him, don't move, I'll be there soon."

"..."

Sam was silent.

"No, something happened in Maple Leaf Country..."

"Oh, it's the resurrected souls there, right?"

"You found out so quickly? That's right, there's quite a commotion here, and I want to ask you something. There's something I can't figure out, and I don't know what to do."

Sam told the story again.

"I know that ghost will turn into a fierce ghost. I also know that ghost will seek revenge and kill people, but I don't know whether I should take action or not."

"Those are the vengeful souls blessed by a god when he was dying. If you want to stop them and take on the hatred for some demons, then go ahead."

Sam was slightly startled and immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

All the confusion also disappeared completely.

If it was something else, he would have stopped it, but he knew why the brother and sister died, but he still tried to stop it. He really couldn't do it.

Sam didn't say anything, but Wen Yan continued to chatter.

"Sam, don't blame me for speaking harshly, because when others were in trouble, no one from your Winchester family showed up.

After so many years of tragic death, he finally has a chance to revive and go for revenge, and you show up to stop him.

Aren't you going to get your retribution?

Are you in Saskatchewan, the country of the maple leaf?"

"Well, I'm in Saskatchewan."

"If you're really free, you can go there for me. There's a farm there, and the barn was burned down. There might be some of our things inside that weren't burned, but if it was, forget it.

Another thing is that the grave of one of my elders was stolen to the Maple Leaf Country by a damn thief.

I have a clue, please help me find it.

In return, I will take the time to help you deal with the two ghosts you mentioned."

"No, no, I don't want you to help me kill them." Sam suddenly became a little nervous.

"Ha... Don't worry, that won't happen. We Shenzhou people won't kill aliens without reason. Do you have the thing I gave you last time? Just leave it there. Go and help me find the thing first. If you're late, it might be taken away by someone."

"I'm taking it with me."

Sam took out half a piece of jade from his backpack and placed it outside the ruined house.

He looked through the things he had found in the barn before, but he felt a little uneasy, so he drove back.

Since Wen Yan said it was the Spirit of Vengeance, he wasn't actually too worried. The Spirit of Vengeance's target would be very clear and it definitely had nothing to do with him.

On the other side, Wen Yan had already walked down from the altar.

He had originally planned to ask Sam for help, to cut the Gordian knot and bring back Old King's grave while the chaos was starting.

I didn't expect Sam had already arrived, so there was nothing to think about.

Wen Yan had been very restrained before in order to prioritize his purpose.

Now that the priority goal has been achieved, hey, if the sky falls over there, it’s none of my business.

Revenge when there is a grievance, and revenge when there is a grudge.

Even if it was for personal reasons, he accepted the gift from the old god before his death and helped him fulfill his dying wish. Isn't that his duty?

Wen Yan was in a hurry and didn't have time to say anything to others before he hurried back to Decheng.

When he arrived at the underground hive, he told Black Box to open a small door and the coordinate name was "Sam 1".

The huge metal portal opened a little, and Wen Yan took a step out and came to Saskatchewan.

He picked up the coordinate object and looked around.

Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and there was no sign of them dissipating yet. The situation was set and there was no need for him to make any further changes. It would still rain here, and the water vapor from the surroundings was continuously gathering in this area.

Wen Yan followed the sensation and entered the ruins of the house, where he saw the two ghosts that Sam had mentioned.

He saw the endless repetition, which was actually the boy's hell.

Compared to Sam, Wen Yan walked closer step by step. In the eyes of the two dead souls, it was like a great terror approaching step by step.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand, and saw the young man standing in front of the girl again, with resentment boiling in his body, as if he wanted to stop Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was slightly startled, a smile appeared on his face, he reached out and touched the boy's head, blessing him with yang energy.

Then he stretched out his hand again, touched the girl's head, and blessed her with yang energy.

The continuous flow of Yang energy suppressed the resentment that was gathering around.

“You can be awakened by me, this is fate.

Your story can be heard by me, this is also your fate.

It just so happens that I also wanted to come over and do something myself.

Then I hope that I can enlighten you.

As a vengeful spirit, you cannot take revenge if you are blinded by hatred.

Even though so much time has passed, I still believe that some of your enemies are still alive.

Even if they are dead, there will definitely be some ghosts left.

Even if they are dead and have not turned into ghosts, they must have a cemetery.

Go ahead and take revenge yourself.

I don't like to call it fate's revenge.

Revenge is revenge, there is no need for so many excuses, just be pure.

Kill them, destroy their souls, dig up their graves, and scatter their ashes."

With Wen Yan's continuous blessing and the huge amount of Yang energy that continued to flow in, it finally triggered the enlightenment.

The boy suddenly stopped repeating the words.

The resentment that continued to rise in the girl continued to grow stronger. She had a confused expression on her face, and began to cry with her lips pursed, and finally said something.

"Brother, I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

Wen Yan did not disturb them anymore. He turned and left. He had done what he had to do. Just wait for the trouble to come.

He was walking on the road, and as he walked, he disappeared.

After more than ten minutes, the brother and sister had also hurriedly left here and headed deeper into the area covered by dark clouds, where it was safer.

It became dead silent here too.

Another half an hour later, Wen Yan's figure appeared silently behind a tree.

Wen Yan sighed with some regret. He had specially opened the door to come in this time. Logically speaking, considering the current attention this place has received, there is a high probability that it will be noticed by someone.

However, almost an hour had passed and there was no one around.

There were also no people who came because of the large amount of resentment that had gathered before.

There isn't even a single outlier.

Of course Wen Yan knew that this was actually very abnormal.

Especially since this place is not very far from the Robin border, nothing is coming from the south.

There is only one possibility, that is, someone is not only actively avoiding this place, but also blocking others from arriving here.

“You think that if you don’t get fooled and let me not catch any fish, you’ll be alright?
Just wait, I don’t believe it.

Even if I never see you again, our accounts will be settled sooner or later."

There was already a grudge, and this time it involved Old Lao Jin, and it was obviously the Yellow Devil, who seemed to want to take advantage of the fact that all eyes were on Robin and turn his attention to Shenzhou.

This is another thing to note.

Wen Yan now began to think, if he could never see the Yellow Demon again, how could he kill the Yellow Demon?

This guy's ambition is really too big. He has to be killed sooner or later, otherwise it will be a huge hidden danger.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yan thought of Shenzhou again. It seemed that some people were very anxious about something...

With a change of thought, Wen Yan took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

Almost two hours later, when Sam's car appeared again from a distance, Wen Yan flashed again, appearing silently.

"It seems like there's really no fish to catch. What a pity..."

(End of this chapter)