I'm being held captive by a monster

Chapter 120 The good days for us mother and daughter are just around the corner!

"..."

Lin Xing'an quietly clenched the milk tea in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is actually such a thing...

Could it be that before the reversal, the inside of the gate was Taoyuan Village, and after the reversal, it was where the "mother" and the angel were?

That night in Villa No. 6, that light gate... did it reverse?

Lin Xing'an tried hard to recall.

But he was in such a situation at that time that he didn't pay any attention to this aspect...

"Before it reversed, the light gate emitted an extremely warm light, which was completely out of tune with the entire ghost realm."

"The scene inside is exactly the scene of Taoyuan Village we saw in our dreams."

"And after the reversal, even though the appearance remained unchanged and it still radiated light, but..."

Teacher Orange's voice paused.

"The scene inside disappeared, or it can no longer be seen."

“That intimate feeling is gone.”

"Of course, I didn't see it myself, nor could I experience it. This is what Song Chi described to us."

Seeing Lin Xing'an frowning, she added.

"Sister Orange, let me confirm again."

"Before the reversal, the door had that familiar feeling of a paradise village, but after the reversal, that familiar feeling disappeared, and only then did 'Mother' appear?"

He asked as he recalled how he felt in Villa No. 6.

"uh-huh."

Teacher Orange nodded.

"..."

Lin Xing'an pursed his lips slightly.

Because when he faced that gate of light, he also felt a sense of familiarity...

But what made him feel at home was the door through which the angel came out.

If that was before the reversal, and Taoyuan Village was inside the door, why would an angel who was obviously not human and obviously controlled by the "mother" walk out?

If that was a reversal, and the intimacy between Teacher Juzi and the others disappeared, why did Lin Xing'an feel the intimacy instead...

Then think of the various behaviors of the angels in the light gate, and the phrase "that's where you came from"...

Lin Xing'an couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

"Sister Orange, this 'mother'...is it a specific image? Like that statue?"

"Was 'Mother' the only one who came out of the light gate? Was there anyone else?"

The shadowy movements in his hands kept changing.

I still can't imagine what kind of existence this "mother" is...

"do not know."

Teacher Orange shook her head.

"Song Chi just saw something coming out of that light gate."

"But after just one encounter, or even less than one, he couldn't bear it."

"He simply didn't dare to look directly at her, or rather... he simply couldn't look directly at his 'mother'."

"His [Purification] ability can eliminate all negative psychological states, including fear."

"But after 'Mother' came out, he was completely unable to purify himself from that fear."

Teacher Juzi paused again, as if thinking about how to describe it to Lin Xing'an.

"Is it the same fear we felt when we first faced the gluttonous ghost?"

Lin Xing'an said softly.

Even now, he has not forgotten that fear at all.

Because it’s so profound!

It is a fear that is completely engraved in the DNA, in the soul and blood, and passed down from generation to generation!
"Little brat, that's what I asked him at the time."

“He said, not at all.”

Teacher Orange pointed at four tables.

"Song Chi said it was a kind of fear that could not be described in words."

"The fear you feel when facing a gluttonous ghost will make you want to escape."

"But when 'Mother' came out, the fear I felt was the kind of despair that made me feel like I couldn't even run away."

"It's like facing a... more advanced creature."

"You will feel that everything is over, everything is meaningless, and any thinking, any resistance and struggle are completely meaningless."

"Under this fear, he even wanted to dedicate himself to his mother."

"It was as if his body, his soul, everything about him originally belonged to his mother."

"Song Chi said that if his mother told him not to breathe, he would suffocate himself without hesitation." Teacher Juzi's words made Lin Xing'an shudder.

"Everything that happened after my mother came out, including what she did, how the gluttonous ghosts reproduced, and what happened to that door in the end..."

"Song Chi is like the camera we set up in advance. He can't see anything."

"That fear is all he has left."

"..."

After Teacher Orange finished speaking, the entire cafe fell into silence again.

Lin Xing'an closed his eyes and let out a light breath.

My heart couldn't stop trembling.

Because just from Teacher Orange's description, he could feel the oppression this "mother" had...

But what made him feel even more desperate was...

If his opponent is really "Mother"...

The fundamental reason why everyone disappears is really "Mother"...

So how can he win?
Lin Xing'an clenched his fist quietly, then slowly loosened it.

From this perspective, the gluttonous ghost that had made him feel extremely desperate many times was actually the easiest opponent...

"Sister Orange, this morning..."

"Let's talk about this morning's events in the car."

Teacher Orange stood up and yawned.

"Come on, little brat. We're all going to have dinner together at the base tonight to celebrate."

"If you want to join the organization, stay."

"If you want to live like a fool, just have dinner and come back. Just treat this evening as a way to say goodbye to everyone. It's so hard to get everyone together for once."

She said, twisting her neck.

"It's okay, An An, your aunt will go with you."

Yu Shi simply tidied up the table, put his arm around Lin Xing'an's shoulders and said.

Lin Xing'an also looked at the time.

Exactly half past six...

There are still three hours until everyone "disappears"...

"Hey An An, don't feel any psychological pressure."

"Everything is thriving. Come! Check out my aunt's shop!"

Yu Shi pulled Lin Xing'an outside excitedly.

In the sunset, the coffee shop on the corner of the street looks like a little house in a fairy tale.

The flowers outside swayed gently in the breeze.

"Poetry and Fish..."