"No, no, no."

Lin Xing waved his hand and said, "You may not have meant it that way, but you may have accidentally exposed the truth of history, and you may not even be aware of it."

He said with emotion: "I finally figured it out. Since I have the ability to go back in time, maybe there are other people in the world who can go back in time. They changed history, so history is different from what I remember."

Lin Xing pondered and said, "Besides, this person who changed history is different from me. He probably only changed an event that happened a hundred years ago, instead of going back to the past like me. Otherwise, compared with the history in my memory, the current history should have been completely different, instead of just a little bit changed."

Chu Qingxin reminded: "But all this is just your conjecture, you have no evidence to prove it."

"Yes, of course I have evidence." Lin Xing said, "That is, I went back in time for a year and I have changed history."

"Since I can do it, there are others who can do it too."

Jiang Hong looked over his head at the little girl running towards him and seemed a little excited: "Gua Gua? Why are you here?"

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After thinking for a while, she dialed the phone next to her and asked, "I want to know more about Lin Xing."

A sudden shout interrupted the peace in his heart.

For a moment, Chu Qingxin felt that she was about to be convinced by Lin Xing's logic, but the next moment she immediately discarded this outrageous idea.

Lao Zhong replied: "It's confidential. I don't know either. He also asked me to tell you a message. Try not to go to the other side of the door. It's too dangerous." A moment later, in the activity room.

She sighed helplessly: "If you continue like this, your condition may continue to worsen. Don't you want to go out and live a normal life again?"

"So I have evidence, but I can't bring it to you, so I understand you will be skeptical."

"father!"

After the conversation, Chu Qingxin looked at Lin Xing as he left, and thought to herself, "Perhaps only by figuring out why Lin Xing wants to deduce history, or where he got the possibility of this historical deduction, can we understand why he is so obsessed with fantasy."

Lin Xing said indifferently: "What is a normal life? Is an abnormal life something beyond your cognition? One day you will understand that what I said is the truth."

Some villagers searched for Taoist Baiyun's body, some went to the house where he stayed, and some wanted to steal his bag...

Lin Xing asked curiously: "Left? Where did he go?"

The other party said: "Lin Xing is a serious mental patient. Many of the things he said are just his delusions. I hope you can always distinguish these. If your mental state is also problematic, we can only let you leave."

Jiang Hong looked at Lin Xing, as if he was thinking about something, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

After Taoist Baiyun died, all the villagers in the village were looking for the three hundred taels of silver.

At that moment, Jiang Hong told Lin Xing all his methods of opening the door.

The cat doll on his chest couldn't help but say, "Lin Xing, do you really think someone can change the history of a hundred years ago?"

Lin Xing walked over and said, "How is it? I have done what I promised you, what about what you promised me?"

The little girl pointed at Lin Xing and said, "This good man killed the mountain god, saved me, and brought me here."

On the other hand, after leaving the office, Lin Xing sighed in his heart: "Psychiatrists are indeed very active in thinking. Every conversation with me has benefited me a lot and opened up new ideas."

Lin Xing touched his chin and said, "This is the only possibility I can think of at the moment. Before I think of new possibilities, I decided to temporarily treat this as true."

According to the other party's account, there was once a Taoist priest who came to Jiangjia Village to subdue demons and monsters.

Jiang Hong, who had just taken the medicine, lay on the hospital bed as usual, looking at the garden outside the window.

He seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Come closer and I'll tell you."

Although she has gradually come to believe that Lin Xing has the ability to turn back time, Bai Yiyi still finds it hard to imagine that someone would be able to change history from a hundred years ago.

A voice came from the other end of the line: "Will this help with treatment?"

…

The other party seemed to have told her that he suspected the patients here had special abilities and that research on human development was being conducted here.

After dinner, under the arrangement of Lao Zhong, Lin Xing brought the little girl to the activity room.

Suddenly he said, "I didn't expect that after you returned, you actually brought Gua Gua here."

As he continued to tell the story, another series of impacts caused by the death of Taoist Baiyun gradually emerged in front of Lin Xing.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "I see. I'll give you the information tomorrow. Your idea of ​​historical deduction is very good, but I have one thing to remind you."

Lin Xing was slightly surprised and asked, "Is this Taoist called Taoist Baiyun?"

"Of course." Chu Qingxin explained: "A person's experiences from childhood to adulthood shape his mental state. If I can know more about Lin Xing, it will at least help me determine the root of his illness."

Lin Xing came closer and heard Jiang Hong say, "I learned this secret method when I was young. I have tried it many times, but never succeeded. I thought it was useless, but who knew..."

Jiang Hong glanced at the little girl beside him, sighed, and then told her a family secret and his own experience.

Chu Qingxin hung up the phone, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly thought of a doctor who was fired here a few days ago.

Jiang Hong looked at Lin Xing in surprise: "How did you know?"

After listening to this, Lin Xing looked surprised and asked, "This secret method sounds very complicated. How did you learn it?"

On the way, Lao Zhong said to Lin Xing: "Captain Wei will be away for a while. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

Jiang Hong was surprised and asked, "He killed the mountain god?"

Jiang Hong thought again and it made sense. Since the other party had already killed the mountain god, it was normal for him to know Taoist Baiyun.

Chu Qingxin originally thought that the other party was joking, but at this moment she couldn't help but think: "Is there really a doctor who is led astray by a patient?"

Lin Xing said: "I asked the village chief, and he told me about Taoist Baiyun."

Jiang Hong’s grandfather was one of them. He snatched a piece of Taoist Baiyun’s sleeve and found a letter sewn into it.

Jiang Hong said, "My ancestors were originally a family of scholars, but unfortunately they fell into poverty. By the time of my grandfather's generation, he could only barely read, but he was able to understand the secret letter."

"That letter should be written by Taoist Baiyun to a certain elder..."

Lin Xing listened carefully to what the other party said, and more doubts gradually arose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)