Origin

Fang Yi took the dark blue pill and asked half-jokingly, "Can this one also go sideways?"

"Yes," Wu Zhongyuan said casually, "There is already a heaven in modern times. If you are promoted to purple energy, you will need to be incarnated by the sky thunder. If no one protects you, you will be in danger."

The 18th Precinct deals with supernatural events. Fang Yi can roughly understand what Wu Zhongyuan said, "Is being promoted to purple energy similar to animals going through tribulations?"

"Absolutely." Wu Zhongyuan nodded and continued eating.

Fang Yi put away the elixir and asked, "Are you really going to see that doctor named Zhang?"

"Yeah." Wu Zhongyuan nodded.

"This person must be full of negative energy, just like Black Friday, who valued human lives," Fang Yi said. "You must be careful after meeting him and don't be influenced by him."

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head and said, "I don't think he is full of negative energy."

"What do you mean?" Fang Yi was confused.

Wu Zhongyuan explained, "Negative energy refers to abnormal, unreasonable, unscientific, and irrational cognitions and emotions. The biggest characteristic of negative energy is that it makes people around you feel uncomfortable. If this Dr. Zhang is really full of Without negative energy, those who commit suicide will not communicate with him for a long time, so I think this person is a very logical person, and has extraordinary knowledge and knowledge. Those who commit suicide will feel that he said It was very reasonable, so I accepted his thoughts and developed a pessimistic and world-weary mood."

Seeing that the doubts on Fang Yi's face had not subsided, Wu Zhongyuan explained patiently, "This person studied science himself, and taught advanced mathematics after graduation, so this person should have maximized his rational thinking. He used reason to His logical thinking goes far enough forward, and the result of his forward thinking is very pessimistic, so he has the idea of ​​​​the four elements being empty, similar to Buddhism, thinking that everything is meaningless."

In fact, Fang Yi still didn't understand, but he didn't dwell too much on this issue, but changed another topic, "I don't understand why you want to see him. In fact, I don't understand why you go to prison and a mental hospital. I know you want to achieve enlightenment, but I don’t understand why you want to have contact with these people.”

Wu Zhongyuan said, "I went to prison to see how people's dark side arises, and how dark the dark side can be. I went to a mental hospital to observe what kind of natural attributes people who have lost their social attributes will reveal. In addition, there is a saying There is a thin line between genius and madman. I want to see what strange ideas these madmen will come up with without the restraint of rationality. Since they are crazy, they must be wrong. Even if they cannot inspire me, they can still Give me a heads up and know in advance which path will not work."

"Why,

I have a question to ask you. "Fang Yi said.

"What?" Wu Zhongyuan moved the plate of celery in front of him. Celery is very cheap in modern times, but there was no celery in ancient times. Mountain celery and celery have two completely different flavors.

"Which one do you think is better, rational thinking or perceptual thinking?" Fang Yi asked.

Wu Zhongyuan had just thought about this question not long ago. When Fang Yi asked it, he casually answered, "Each has its own pros and cons."

"What do you say?" Fang Yi asked.

"Perceptual thinking has a high EQ and is good at getting things done, so it is suitable for art and leadership." Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile, "Rational thinking has a high IQ and strong logic, and is suitable for scientific research and economic development."

"What about the shortcomings?" Fang Yi asked again.

"The other way around is the disadvantage," Wu Zhongyuan said, "99 out of 10 men with emotional thinking are not good at making money, and most men with rational thinking are not good at pleasing women, so men who can both make money and be romantic almost do not exist. Of course there are, but very few.”

"What you said should be written into a quotation, and each woman should have a copy." Fang Yi said with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand, "Don't try to correct mistakes. It is precisely because the world is full of all kinds of mistakes that the world will be wonderful. If it were only correct, the world would be very boring, because there are thousands of mistakes, and there is only one right." kind."

While the two were talking, Dr. Lin came back and brought a folder. The hospital agreed to allow the two to see the patient named Zhang, but they needed to sign a disclaimer. To put it bluntly, the hospital was not responsible for any consequences that may arise. .

After signing, Wu Zhongyuan put the remaining celery into the bowl. He did not touch the pork in the dish. As the saying goes, there is no pain without comparison. This sentence is very reasonable. He is a person who has eaten ancient pork, and he is very different from the ancient pork. Comparing pork, modern pork is like soaked in swill, with very poor texture and taste. Ancient pork was very fragrant. Most of the things used to light lamps in ancient times were lard. The smell produced by burning lard is similar. Unlike soap, it does not have a burnt smell like modern lard after burning.

After dinner, the two of them went to the sixth ward under the leadership of Dr. Lin. All patients with suicidal tendencies were admitted here. The rooms were all treated and the walls were buffered. There was no room for self-harm or self-injury. items, and there are cameras high up, much like the Discipline Inspection Commission’s interview room.

The first room was the ward where Dr. Zhang was. Through the window, Wu Zhongyuan saw Dr. Zhang lying on the bed. He was younger than his actual age. A thirty-eight-year-old man looked like he was thirty-two-three, and he was not tall. , is very handsome. In most people's impression, highly educated people such as masters and doctors wear glasses, but Dr. Zhang does not wear glasses. In fact, there are many causes of myopia, and acquired factors only account for a small part. Part of it is mainly genetic inheritance. Neither parents are myopic. As long as their children do not use their eyes masochistically, their children will almost never be myopic. And as long as one parent is myopic, their children will definitely be myopic.

There are doctors on duty in different wards. The doctor on duty in ward six is ​​a bald old doctor in his fifties. He has a scholarly look and speaks slowly and slowly. "I'm not sure if he wants to see you. You wait a moment. I Go in and ask him."

"No need to ask, he will definitely be willing to see me." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Although he is being treated in isolation, not everyone wants to see him," the old doctor said.

"I said, he will definitely be willing to see me." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan was confident, the old doctor sighed and took out the key to open the door.

Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand at him and knocked on the door, "Can I come in?"

Dr. Zhang was reading a book and didn't even raise his head when he heard the voice, "No."

"Here, let me do a magic trick for you." Wu Zhongyuan smiled.

Dr. Zhang turned over and sat up, tilting his head and squinting.

After he got up, Wu Zhongyuan walked into the ward.

Dr. Zhang was stunned, not only him, but also the old doctor and Dr. Lin outside the door were stunned, because Wu Zhongyuan walked in directly through the door.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Dr. Zhang came back to his senses and looked Wu Zhongyuan up and down, "Who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

"You may be the person I have always wanted to meet." Dr. Zhang put down the book in his hand. What he was reading was not an academic book or a literary book, but a Buddhist scripture.

"Who do you want to see?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"Life forms with higher intelligence." Dr. Zhang said.

"It seems that your receptive ability is quite strong." Wu Zhongyuan looked around. There were many books neatly placed on the table in the room, all related to religion. There were not only Buddhist scriptures, but also Taoist scriptures and scriptures from other sects. .

"I accept all reasonable facts," Dr. Zhang said.

"Is it reasonable for me to walk in through the door?" Wu Zhongyuan looked directly into Dr. Zhang's eyes.

"Reasonable," Dr. Zhang nodded. "Anything that really happened is reasonable and can be explained."

Wu Zhongyuan sat down on the chair in front of the table, took a scripture and flipped through it casually, "Einstein once said that the end of science is theology. Do you think you have reached the end of science?"

"Science has no end," Dr. Zhang said, "but I may have reached the end of science at this stage."

"The end of science at this stage is mental hospitals?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

"Of course not," Dr. Zhang shook his head, "No matter which path you take, once you reach the end, new confusions will arise, and science is no exception."

"What is your confusion?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"My confusion is why I feel confused," Dr. Zhang said.

"Have you found the answer?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Not yet." Dr. Zhang shook his head.

"Would you like to chat with me?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

"We are already chatting," Dr. Zhang stood up and extended his hand to Wu Zhongyuan, "My name is Zhang Yang, what do you call me?"

"Wu Zhongyuan." Wu Zhongyuan reached out and shook hands with Dr. Zhang.

"Who are you?" Dr. Zhang asked.

"You can take a guess." Wu Zhongyuan smiled.

"The essence of penetrating matter is the orderly transfer of molecules, which requires strong and stable bioelectricity to restrain and guide. If I guessed correctly, you should be a qigong master..."