Even if you belong to a demonic sect, you still have to bring glory to the country.

Chapter 350 Failed a psychiatric exam at age five

This statement was somewhat unexpected for Li Sui.

She only realized there was a big problem when Mu Lihua asked the question.

Did she not miss Li Ping when she went to ancient times?
I must have thought about it.

Even in ancient times, she longed to return to the modern world.

There is no WIFI, no automatic flushing toilet, no internet access, and no snacks.

I don't have a cell phone yet.

Is that a life fit for a human being?

She also missed Li Ping very much.

However, Li Sui seemed to realize something at this moment and did not answer Mu Lihua's question immediately.

Mu Lihua continued, "In that dynasty, we judged that it was unlikely that you would have a very strong sense of belonging, and your actions also show this."

“This question is actually meaningless.” Li Sui frowned. “I must have missed my mother terribly back then. Now that I’m back, my emotions have changed, so I can calmly tell you about my time there. I may not remember everything that happened back then.”

Mu Lihua said, "We asked the people of the Demonic Sect, and according to what they said, at least when you were there, you didn't show any strong desire to come back. On the contrary, you were focused on leading the Demonic Sect to develop."

Li Sui said, "They can't see me when I cry in the middle of the night."

Mu Lihua: "The people of the Demonic Sect are sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. They have never heard you cry, and they can even hear you grinding your teeth and cursing the emperor in your sleep. In a way, you have accepted the matter of time travel too well and have no nostalgia for the modern world at all."

Li Sui was stunned. After Mu Lihua said that, she felt that there was a big problem: "How could I not miss it? Didn't I already say that there was no internet or TV in that place? Who could like it? Or are you questioning what I wanted to do in there? What could I do? I can't even control my own time travel. It's so disheartening!"

“We’re not questioning what you’re going to do, but rather…” Mu Lihua suddenly leaned closer to Li Sui and asked softly, “They just want to ask you a question: Do you subconsciously know that you can return to the modern world?”

"what?"

Li Sui was truly dumbfounded: "I subconsciously know I can go back to the modern world? How is that possible!"

When she was in the Demonic Sect, all she thought about was whether she could come back; she was definitely hoping to return.

But the fact that I'm so sure I can come back seems so surreal.

Does she have that kind of ability? Could she possibly know she'd be time-traveling?
"Sometimes it's not as simple as you think; it's just a deep-seated thought in your mind. We've also investigated something like that."

Mu Lihua took out a document: "There's something we didn't mention when we were checking your information. When you were five, Li Ping took you to the psychiatric ward. You probably don't remember that. At the time, we thought it was just that you were acting a bit... abstract, so your mother took you to get your brain checked out since she had nothing better to do. After all, it's quite normal to take a child for these kinds of tests. But now, we think that Li Ping probably took you for the test for something else. We want you to ask Li Ping about it. You probably don't know about this yourself, right?"

"Have I ever been to a psychiatrist?"

Li Sui really didn't know about this, since it happened when he was five years old.

Looking back now, I honestly have absolutely no recollection of it.

Even Li Ping never mentioned it from childhood to adulthood.

Li Sui slumped onto the sofa, muttering, "Li Ping actually took me to see a psychiatrist. Did she think I was an idiot since I was little? Just because I failed math in first grade? I had diarrhea and didn't finish half the test!"

Mu Lihua said with a black line, "You were in first grade, that was so long ago. I don't think Li Ping would take you to see a psychiatrist if he had nothing better to do. It's been too long. We only found this record. We'll have to ask Li Ping for details."

Li Sui sat up straight again. "So you think my being admitted to the psychiatric ward is related to my time travel?" Mu Lihua shrugged. "It's just some intuitive guesses. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. We're still helpless when it comes to time travel, but we definitely need to follow up on any clues."

Li Sui pondered deeply.

Mu Lihua said, "You can ask your mother at a suitable time. It shouldn't be a difficult question to ask."

Li Sui waved her hand: "I'll call her later and ask her. Once I've figured it out, I'll come knock on your door."

Mu Lihua nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving."

After Mu Lihua left, Li Sui pondered what she had said, feeling unusually lost.

Was her journey back to the Demonic Sect really that complicated?

What was my situation when I arrived in ancient times?

Li Sui couldn't really remember, after all, her memory wasn't the best.

However, this was the first time Li Sui had heard of someone going to the psychiatric ward, so she immediately took out her phone and called Li Ping.

After returning home once for her birthday, Li Ping should have gone back to Fucheng with the Li family.

They should still be in Fucheng right now.

Li Ping answered the phone after it rang only twice: "What?"

There was laughter and chatter on the other end of the phone; I could vaguely hear that there were quite a few people there.

Li Sui said slyly, "I just learned something from somewhere else, why have you never told me? You took me to see a psychiatrist when I was a kid? Li Ping, what do you mean by this? Did you think I was stupid since I was little?"

"..."

Li Ping, who had been sitting down to answer the phone, stood up upon hearing this and moved to another spot: "Oh, you knew about this? Who told you?"

"Never mind that! It's definitely my informant. You're the only one with connections in the Moon Community!" Li Sui said, "What exactly happened?"

"Well, it's a long story."

"Then keep your story short."

"..."

Li Ping thought for a few seconds. Although it was more than ten years ago, Li Ping's impression was still deeper than Li Sui's. After organizing his thoughts, he said, "When you were five years old, you had dreams every day for a while, and you even talked in your sleep at night. At first, I didn't take it seriously, but then for several days in a row you told me that a fortune teller asked you whether you wanted to be an emperor or something else in the future. You said you wanted to be the leader of a demonic sect, to wreak havoc on the world, to abduct women, and to do all sorts of evil."

Li Sui: “…”

She paused for three seconds and asked, "Are you sure you didn't embellish this memory?"

Li Ping sneered: "These are your exact words. You had this dream for several days in a row. At that time, there was a martial arts drama on TV that happened to be about a demonic sect. I thought you had been watching too much TV and had become addicted. Even after the drama ended, you were still talking about it. You even talked about the fortune teller in a very convincing way. I thought you had developed some kind of hysteria, so I took you to see a psychiatrist."

"Later, the doctor said you were fine, but I felt he was wrong, so I even had someone exorcise the evil spirits from you, and you finally stopped having dreams."

Li Sui: “…”

(End of this chapter)