Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Last Good in Human Nature

Pushing the trolley away along with the bucket of liquid, Lin Yan stood at a relatively safe distance from his aunt and watched quietly.

His body was tense and ready to use Li Jia's abilities at any time, if his idea was not confirmed, then he had only one way to escape.

Li Jia's ability is not too practical, although the name looks powerful, but it is just two different means of mental attack.

One is to let the body exude an aura of despair and anxiety in order to make the enemy feel disgusted with himself, if it is used on ordinary people, Lin Yan can guarantee that he will become a madman who only knows how to kill, but he is not sure about monsters.

The other is when the senses suddenly fall into a dark environment, and at the same time increase the auditory and psychological sensitivity, and in the darkness there will be a constant stream of bad words that can come from everywhere, strangers, friends, and even family members, until they are overwhelmed and collapsed.

If these two abilities are taken out and used on ordinary people, they can have the invisible effect of killing, but the current situation is that Lin Yan needs to face a hideous and terrifying aunt corpse monster who can't see his age.

Without these two abilities, Lin Yan is just an ordinary person who is a little faster and has strange powers, although he still has a calm brain, but it doesn't work now.

Auntie's body fell to the ground, gasping breaths came from her mouth, and she was already in a rage: "Damn bugs! I'm going to kill you, kill you! I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

As she struggled to get up, Lin Yan took advantage of this time to observe her whole body with the Rakshasa Eye again, not knowing if it was a matter of distance.

Lin Yan saw that she also had a heart exuding evil thoughts on her body, but it was not as pure as the last bee monster, the black evil thoughts were mixed with a faint white light, the white light was crumbling, and she resisted stubbornly, but it was quickly suppressed by the evil thoughts.

The white breath was like a sweet spring, just by looking at it, Lin Yan felt the warm breath like spring, as if people were bathed in the sun, all the sins and greed on his body disappeared, and the white light brought him unprecedented warmth in this cold environment.

Different from the dark and turbid black evil thoughts, the white light seems to be the last trace of humanity in the beastly desire, entrenched in the deepest part of the aunt's heart, silently protecting it from being eroded by evil thoughts.

"White light? Does that represent the last shred of sanity? ”

"If that's the case, then I'll have to find a way to get her sanity back."

Lin Yan's brain was overloaded in danger, and he thought of many layers that ordinary people couldn't sense, and only in this way could he spell out a glimmer of life.

The aunt had already climbed up, she moved her stiff neck, and turned towards Lin Yan with a bone, her dark eyes full of anger: "You must die!" Anyone who looks down on me will die! Die! Die! Die! ”

After she screamed, she picked up the soup spoon next to her and rushed towards Lin Yan.

Lin Yan quickly operated his thoughts, he put his foot on the bucket of liquid and said, "Don't come here, or I'll kick it over." ”

Seeing Lin Yan's movements, the aunt's sprinting action stopped instantly, she stared at Lin Yan's feet with wide black eyes, and said loudly in a sharp and hoarse voice: "Damn! Damn it! Don't you dare! ”

Because of Lin Yan's actions, the aunt angrily waved the soup spoon and vented in place, not daring to step forward.

Looking at her appearance, Lin Yan exhaled a long breath: "The bet is right, it seems that this bucket of things is really precious to her." ”

Lin Yan glanced at the thick black liquid inside, although he didn't know why it was so precious to the aunt, but he had to win.

Lin Yan tilted the bucket slightly, and when the liquid in the bucket was about to flow to the ground, he stopped his movements: "You take a step further, and I will pour it." ”

Auntie's eyes became even more angry, she stopped her movements and looked at Lin Yan deadly, with a worried look on her face.

This scene was all seen by Lin Yan, and he quietly remembered: "It is indeed possible to communicate, and there is still a little humanity." ”

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Lin Yan took the lead in speaking: "Auntie, it's not a way to go on like this, it's better like this, you answer me a few questions, and I promise to return this bucket to you intact." ”

The initiative is already in Lin Yan's hands, and he only needs to try his best to awaken the last trace of humanity of the aunt to solve everything.

Although the aunt who was caught by the handle was angry, she had nothing to do with Lin Yan, she said in an old and sharp voice: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"Do you remember when you got here?" Lin Yan looked at the aunt in front of him who looked like a human but was not a human and said slowly.

In fact, deep inside, all people are born with a soft area, which is what they need to hold on to all their lives.

This little thing will be entrenched in the heart, entwined in every nerve in the brain, even if its desire exceeds the suppression of human nature, it will not disappear, it will only take root, wait, wait for an opportunity to re-sprout.

If someone didn't have this area, it would be terrible, because it was not only a symbol of human nature, but also the last floodgate to suppress malicious desires, and without this, it was difficult for Lin Yan to imagine what kind of existence it was.

Lin Yan obviously knew this, so he wanted to wake up the reason of the aunt to face the world first from the underlying logic.

As long as she began to notice that something was wrong, Lin Yan was sure that she would slowly awaken the depths of her heart, the place surrounded by the white light, the last humanity.

"What kind of nonsense are you, I've always ...... Stay here, when did I come here? ”

The aunt wanted to scold Lin Yan loudly, but it seemed that she suddenly thought of something, her expression changed from angry to sluggish, the soup spoon in her hand was slowly put down, and her eyes became confused: "Me? When did you get here? ”

"Can't remember?" Lin Yan pointed to the soup spoon in his aunt's hand and said, "You are the chef of the staff restaurant here, the chef who specializes in cooking for the staff." ”

Lin Yan approached step by step, and he tried to rely on his own conjecture to slowly stimulate his aunt's memories.

The aunt glanced at the soup spoon in her hand, her withered arm was covered with black liquid at this time, and her voice began to tremble a little: "I'm here..... Cook? So why can't I remember when I got here? ”

The soup spoon seemed to replace Lin Yan's aunt who was further stimulated, her lips trembled, and her eyes were confused.

Bang, because of her trembling, the soup spoon fell off from her hand, but now she didn't pay attention to the soup spoon anymore, her body kept trembling and retreated, with a painful expression: "When did I get here?" Who am I? ”

The aunt slowly squatted down, covering her cheeks with her hands, and her dark eyes saw the wrinkled skin through her fingers.

Fragments of memories suppressed by evil thoughts began to come to mind, and looking at everything in front of her, she slowly recalled: "I'm the chef here, I'm ....."