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08 Preconceived how frivolous

When Feng Junzi went home, Taomuling opened the door, first bowed, then bent down and took the slippers. Feng Junzi walked into the kitchen and found that dinner was ready. Feng Junzi thought it was not bad, so he picked up such Taomuling on the street. Although she didn't charge her rent, she had an extra nanny at home, but she didn't know whether to wash clothes.

During dinner, Feng Junzi suddenly remembered something and looked up and said to Taomuling: "You are hiding here, I'm afraid you can only hide for less than a month. Next month you will go to the school here to report, and the person you want to find can wait for you."

Taomuling: "After all, there is still time, maybe I can think of a way during this time."

Feng Junzi: "What are the solutions? You don't know what these people are from and what purpose they have now. You just guess it is related to those chopsticks. What solutions do you have?"

Taomuling: "I have no choice, maybe you have a choice."

Feng Junzi: "This matter has nothing to do with me. I just met you on the street."

Taomuling: "There is no coincidence in the world. Why can you only hear the strange sounds in the chopsticks? It seems that you are the only one who can find the answer. I have asked the police for help, but I have no gains. Do you have any other suggestions?"

Feng Junzi: "We can ask for help."

Taomuling: "It is better to ask for help than to ask for others. We can ask for help from these chopsticks."

Feng Junzi: "Try chopsticks to help?"

Taomuling: "The ancient oriental game - Kushouxian, I have heard of it in the United States. I have read some materials about the mystery of the East. I heard that it is very popular in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Hong Kong and other places to invite the Dianxian, Penxian, and Mirror Fairy. Kushouxian seems to be one of them."

Feng Junzi: "Do you also play this kind of game in the United States?"

Taomuling: "Some Western psychic games are also one of our learning lessons. For example, our tutor has taken us to do haunted house experiences, soul dialogues and other games, mainly studying the psychological phenomena in it."

Feng Junzi: "What school is this? It actually teaches students to play with these feudal superstitious things. I think your doctoral in psychology usually learns noble ideals and revolutionary sentiments."

Taomuling: "I studied psychology major, and I didn't join a religious organization! Why should I receive the kind of education you mentioned?"

Feng Junzi: "I won't say it anymore. Since you have heard of it, let's try it."

Taomuling: "How to try? Do you know?"

...

Feng Junzi brought a porcelain bowl and the peach wood bell took the chopsticks. Feng Junzi thought for a long time and said to the peach wood bell: "I don't know much about the process of hiring the chopsticks. It is said that the immortal can guide the way or write a spirit script, but the easiest way is to stand the chopsticks in the bowl. It is said that if the immortal is invited, the chopsticks can stand. If the passing immortal is not invited, the chopsticks cannot stand. Let the chopsticks stand first. I'll go find a newspaper to see if it can try like the dish fairy."

Feng Junzi went to the hall to get newspapers, and Taomuling tried to stand chopsticks in the kitchen. As soon as Feng Junzi walked into the hall, he heard Taomuling exclaiming behind him: "The chopsticks are standing up! Did you say you are asking for a fairy? What is this phenomenon? How to explain it in psychology?"

To be honest, Feng Junzi had never played the game of hiring for immortals, and was not interested in it. What he thought was to borrow the chopsticks and take them to Mr. Xiao. Unexpectedly, the peach wood bell really stood up. Feng Junzi replied without any good voice: "Actually, this is not a passing immortal. Didn't the teacher teach you when you were in elementary school? You just used the surface tension of the water to glue the two chopsticks together, so the chopsticks can stand up."

The voice of Taomuling came from the kitchen: "Do you primary school teachers say that? How can your school be so irresponsible? This is collective misleading."

Feng Junzi: "What's wrong with using scientific principles to explain natural phenomena?"

Taomuling: "How can your primary school teacher know that he can represent science? Has he done experiments? Did he hired the Chopstick Fairy in class when he was speaking these words?"

Feng Junzi: "Why are you so unreasonable?"

Taomuling: "I'm not unreasonable. Come and take a look, I didn't water it at all!"

Feng Junzi was shocked when he heard this and walked a few steps into the kitchen. It seemed that the peach wood bell was not very clear about the process of hiring Chopsticks. There was no water in the bowl and no water on the chopsticks. A pair of ivory chopsticks stood side by side in the porcelain bowl, as if an invisible hand was holding it in the air. Feng Junzi felt the air around him chill, and he couldn't help but shiver, and opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Taomuling seemed to be familiar with all mysterious phenomena, and continued to say: "Feng Junzi, what your primary school teacher said is wrong. There is a small tip at the bottom of the chopsticks. Standing is an unstable balance in physics. Even if two chopsticks are glued together, they cannot stand in a porcelain bowl. It is even more impossible to use the surface tension of water. You should write a letter to your primary school to reflect..."

Feng Junzi finally came to his senses, raised his hand to interrupt Taomuling's speech, and said word by word: "It was not what our primary school teacher told me. I saw it in popular science books. It seems that I have been wrong all these years. This pair of chopsticks is really weird. Taomuling, can you lend me some use next week? I want to use it to find someone."

Taomuling: "You spent all night to ask me to borrow these chopsticks, so you can just ask me to borrow them. I won't give them to you!"

Feng Junzi looked at Taomuling's eyes and sighed: "It seems that there is no need to go around with people like you. You seem to know everything I think."

Taomuling: "What kind of experts are you looking for to help? Can a little girl discover the secret in this chopstick?"
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