Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

He still placed his hopes on Dan Ji.

After all, in this woman's eyes, he might be her son, an amnesiac. If he rashly said something about time travel, rebirth, and so on, he might be regarded as a mental patient.

But if a talking doll appeared in front of her, at least she would not think he was crazy, and would believe that he was not her son.

Although even if he could prove this, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

But...

He always had to prove something. This world was wrong, crazy, and crazy. He was an orphan, living well with his beloved girl, and suddenly she disappeared out of thin air, evaporated from the world, and then a rich woman appeared out of nowhere, calling him son.

He wanted to correct all the mistakes, he wanted to find Ye Qinghe and Luo Hongyan, and get his life back on track.

The woman responded helplessly.

"Okay, my son is not sick, my son is not sick, mom won't force you, if you have anything to explain, tell mom, mom is listening."

Chang Qing nodded.

"Auntie, my name is Lin Changqing, right?"

"Yeah." The woman was very surprised that he could still remember her name.

"What's your name?"

"Su Qingyan."

"Auntie Su." Changqing thought for a moment and spoke carefully.

"You may not believe what I said, but it is true. I may come from another world. In my impression, I have no parents and am an orphan. I was adopted and raised by a family."

"Later, I traveled to a strange world. Maybe because I violated some taboo, a butterfly effect occurred, which affected reality. When I came back, I became your son inexplicably."

"I know this is outrageous. You must not believe it, but I can prove it right away. I brought back a soul from the other world and it was sealed in that doll. When your people bring the doll back, I will prove it to you."

Su Qingyan touched his head, "Okay, Mom believes you and waits for you to prove it. Then you also promise Mom that you will not be depressed and do stupid things in the future."

Chang Qing nodded helplessly.

That's right. From her point of view, this is nothing more than a neurotic and stupid son who is talking nonsense. The only thing she cares about is whether she will lose her precious child again.

Although this relationship is fake, the friendship is real. Changqing can feel Su Qingyan's deep maternal love for him.

Unfortunately, this love does not belong to him, nor is it what he wants.

It is normal for Su Qingyan not to believe it. I am afraid that she is just coaxing a child now, thinking that Changqing will be cured slowly and become his good son again.

But she is destined to be disappointed, because when someone brings Dan Ji over, she can't help but believe everything Changqing said.

Well, take advantage of this time to collect some information first. The more information he knows, the more likely he is to change all this. Avoiding blindly is not a solution after all.

"Can you tell me about my life experience?"

"Okay, Mom will tell you."

Su Qingyan told him a lot, and Changqing gradually became clear about the current situation.

He is still called Lin Changqing, and this has not changed.

But he is not an orphan. On the contrary, he is the richest man in the city, the only son of Su Qingyan. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a child of destiny.

Moreover, he was very smart since childhood, with excellent grades, high IQ and EQ, and was deeply loved by his parents. He was a winner in life.

However, Su Qingyan denied all the things about Ye Qinghe, the orphanage, and himself being an orphan.

A few months ago, because of a conflict with his family, he left home in a rage and lived alone.

As for what the conflict was, Su Qingyan did not mention it at all, perhaps because she was worried about irritating him, but she didn't know that Changqing didn't care at all.

His father was not in a hurry to persuade him to go back, as if he wanted to dampen his spirit, while his mother Su Qingyan doted on him very much, but it was not easy to disobey her husband, so on January 8th, while her husband was busy, she secretly came to Changqing's residence to persuade him to go back.

It happened to catch up with the scene of him cutting his wrists in the bathroom to "commit suicide".

"The story is good, but it's a pity that it's all fake." Changqing sighed in his heart and shook his head.

To be honest, such a life should be what many people dream of.

But it was not what Chang Qing wanted.

It is true that he is a selfish, vicious, and unscrupulous person, but that does not mean he is greedy.

He knows very well what he wants, and other than that, he does not care much about other things.

A huge fortune is dispensable to him. It is better to have it, but it is meaningless to have it.

His desire for fatherly and motherly love had been extinguished many years ago, not to mention that he did not know the cheap mother in front of him at all.What will be touched in his heart.

The only person he cares about the most is Ye Qinghe.

Oh, maybe there is another Luo Hongyan now.

"Aunt Su, what you said is really good. If possible, I would like to be your son."

"Unfortunately, this is really not my life. The girl I care about the most is gone. I have to find her back."

Su Qingyan wiped away tears, "Son, with your conditions, you can find any girl, why do you..."

Chang Qing smiled bitterly, "Aunt Su, that's not what I meant."

Just then, the door of the ward was knocked, and Su Qingyan's secretary came in holding a doll wrapped in a sheet.

It was too shameful for a grown girl to rush all the way with a life-size silicone doll, but what President Su told her was urgent, and she didn't have time to find any packaging, so she just brought the doll over.

Chang Qing's eyes lit up, took the doll, turned over the wrapped sheet, and it was Dan Ji.

"Aunt Su, can you ask your secretary to leave?"

Su Qingyan nodded and winked, and the secretary obediently withdrew and closed the door.

Chang Qing picked up the doll and said to it.

"Dan Ji, speak."

"What's wrong, kid."

A mechanical electronic sound came from the speaker behind the doll's neck. Chang Qing hurriedly looked at Su Qingyan excitedly, "Aunt Su, look, she can speak."

Seeing Su Qingyan covering her mouth and widening her eyes, he asked Dan Ji with satisfaction.

"Tell me, who are you and where am I from."

Dan Ji responded unhappily.

"You crazy guy, you are going crazy again. My name is Dan Ji, and my name is the other shore. I was careless for a while and was sealed in your heaven by you. You are a wicked person, born crazy. As for where you are from, how can I know? You haven't told me."

Chang Qing brought the doll to Su Qingyan.

"Look, this is just an ordinary silicone doll, not an artificial intelligence. Have you ever seen such a weird thing?"

Su Qingyan covered her mouth and shook her head. She seemed to be frightened, with tears in her eyes.

"You heard it talking."

Su Qingyan nodded woodenly.

"So you see, what I said is true. There are things in the world that cannot be explained by science, just like my time travel and rebirth, but the soul I brought back is the best proof. If you don't believe it, talk to it."

Su Qingyan waved her hands repeatedly, but Changqing still insisted on asking Danji a few questions.

"Hello..." Su Qingyan could only speak carefully.

"No, boy, what are you doing, letting these things you imagined say to me." Danji said in a dissatisfied voice.

"Hear it, she responded!" Changqing said excitedly.

Su Qingyan nodded stiffly.

Changqing suddenly felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell.

He asked tentatively.

"Aunt Su, you must have heard it talking just now, right?"

"Yes... yes."

"What did it say?"

"It... it greeted me?" Su Qingyan's voice was a little hesitant.

This sentence made Chang Qing's nerves suddenly tense, and he couldn't believe it and checked the whole body of the silicone doll.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

The silicone doll's hands, ten bionic fingers were clearly visible, round and full.

He clearly remembered that before he cut his wrist, he had chopped off a finger of the doll with a knife...