This evening, it is strange that an oriental-looking teenager has been sitting at the intersection, and the wind is wrapped around his skirt. He is still and occasionally looks up at the setting sun as if waiting for something.
He is dragging an iron box in his hand and doesn’t know what’s inside.
When the sun went down into the horizon behind him, the boy finally got up and patted the dust on his ass.
A black cat bone was put into a earthen box full of graveyard and then put into his own photo. This is how Castiel told himself to summon the devil at the crossroads. Of course, with some proper spells, he could summon the devil in his heart. Qin Jing looked back again and disappeared into the horizon. The sun didn’t even see the last ray of sunshine until he went to the crossroads and buried the iron box in the soil.
The curse of the mouthful came out from Qin Jing’s mouth, and the wind seemed to blow even harder, making people hard to open their eyes.
After the spell, the wind suddenly stopped. Qin Jing turned his head and a man in his forties appeared there, just as if he had been there all the time.
"I heard you mean to find me. Can I ask something? Young "the man saw Qin Jing for a while and said with a smile.
I like your trench coat Crawley. After reading it for a while, Qin Jing, the male, also laughed. He turned to the male. Those cross-legged kittens and puppies can’t make this deal with me. I want to be the king of the crossroads.
"Oh?" Crawley gave Qin Jing an unexpected look. "It seems that you are familiar with us. What kind of deal do you want to make?"
"What is the location of the demon alastair?" Qin Jing said
At night, the construction site didn’t turn on the light at night. No one wants to continue working at night in this strange place.
Qin Jing and Crowley face to face, but one person’s smile has been put away. "What do you want?" Crowley frowned. The news that alastair was caught by an angel has opened the oldest demons among demons-alastair has enough followers. The news can be big or small.
"Death sickle" Qin Jing said quietly.
"Death sickle?" Crowley seems to have heard the funniest joke. "Although I don’t know where you got the news, why did I meet a demon who has nothing to do with me and hand over my most precious collection?"
"There are not enough chips." Qin Jing frowned and thought for a while and then raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to add your life again?"
Crowley was surprised. Although the boy didn’t look special at the moment, he knew that he had a sickle of death. All demons couldn’t find alastair’s position. Crowley took a step back and was about to leave the boy first, but his feet suddenly flashed a white light and condensed into a complicated world.
"Devil trap!" Crawley couldn’t help crying after seeing the white aperture of his feet. "How did you do it here …"
"There is no trap, is there?" Qin Jing took his turn. "This doesn’t bother you. You need to know that this trap is something I learned from an angel, and even alastair can’t get past it."
"And then what, torture me to hand over the sickle of death?"
"I’m not very good at this kung fu." Looking at the expression, Crowley Qin Jing is a little funny. "The best I can do is to destroy one or two demon strongholds by the way and tell them that an angel can catch alastair so smoothly, and you Crowley contributed a lot to it. Then when they found your home, now you have absconded …"
Qin Jing took two steps back and forth and asked Crowley, "What do you think Lilith or Lucifer will do to you when he finds out about this?"
Crawley’s face was uncertain. He didn’t expect that this young man would come up with such an idea (of course, he wouldn’t know whether the original creator of the idea was others). It’s a good thing that if Lucifer really got out of the cage, according to his personality, if he knew that a demon had become a traitor …
"Well, if you win, I’ll take you to get the sickle of death." Crowley gritted his teeth and finally said, remembering what Lucifer had done before he entered the cage.
"That’s right. You see how easy I am to discuss …" Look at this young man with a smile on his face and Crowley yelling in his heart. You should be reincarnated as a demon!
Qin Jing looked up at the sky several times when Crawley guided Qin Jing and he came to Crawley’s luxury villa. According to the plot, Dean should be arrested by angels at this time to serve as labor to torture the demon alastair. Is it Lilith who ordered the killing of those angels? I don’t know how that angel will feel at this moment after telling Castiel those things …
I have to say that this evil demon, who has been selling to saints for hundreds of years, is really a rich man. Qin Jing looks at the demon in front of him as grand as a palace, a villa, a swimming pool garden and a back hill that belongs to him completely …
Qin Jing teased Crowley as he casually crossed the door covered with witchcraft symbols to block the angel. Crowley was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. This could explain that he had so much information, but the fact rejected this assumption.
Who the hell is he? Crowley’s doubts are getting bigger and bigger.
By this time, Crawley’s foot demon trap had faded away, but Qin Jing and he both knew that this trap was still limiting his ability.
"Champagne?" Dispelling all his followers, Crowley took Qin Jing into his villa. I have to say that he is a qualified gentleman among so many demons.
"No, I’m in a hurry. Why don’t we finish our deal earlier?" Qin Jing looked around and then turned to Crowley and said
"Well, as you wish," Crowley shrugged his shoulders and took the holiday goblet.
Then Crawley led Qin Jing through the whole villa and came to a gate full of witchcraft symbols.
"Welcome to the Crawley Collection." Crawley opened the door. "Of course this is part of it."
Qin Jing looked at the trench coat that went straight in. Although he had been teasing Crowley, Qin Jing didn’t relax in his heart. The devil in front of him has always been known for being weird and mysterious. He led Dean and Sam by the nose from beginning to end in the TV play.
The eye seems to have an advantage, but this is in Crawley’s lair after all.
This collection is not big. Most of the things that Qin Jing doesn’t know are gradually moving in. Qin Jing’s eyes are gradually attracted by the golden-looking ordinary sickle in the innermost part. After reading the original work, Qin Jing certainly knows that this thing is ten times that he is looking for that thing.
"The plot prop Death sickle, the original apocalypse knight, said that death has the power of death and can kill angel, devil and artifact of death."
When Qin Jing reached out and touched the unremarkable golden sickle, the solemn voice of the Lord God rang in his mind.
With the Lord God, this automatic judging machine Qin Jinglian saved time when judging whether this is a fake or not. He picked up the sickle and suddenly looked back with some sleep.