Jiangdong District Pedestrian Street, a bookstore with quite a petty bourgeois sentiment.
There is a dazzling wall of books and a workbench with a grinder and a coffee machine.
There are many people sitting and ordering drinks, reading books, and killing time, making the place look more like a cafe in a bookstore.
Sitting by the window, a woman with a light and mature charm frowned slightly, her beautiful legs wrapped in lead Gray Suit trousers overlapped, and her buttocks were stretched and rounded.
With slender fingers like white jade, she held a stick of Bone China Spoon and stirred it in the coffee cup, while her eyes kept staring at the street scene outside the window.
The simple and capable Women's Suit still cannot conceal her plump and graceful perfect figure.
A white silk scarf was tied around her neck and hung down on her chest, which not only added a bit of elegance to her, but also covered her too proud curves.
Feeling the glances from all around, Lin Chuqiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, feeling secretly proud, but also a little helpless.
With the appearance of an angel, the figure of a devil, and Awakening's Special Abilities, she has always been very confident.
As long as you look into the crowd from a distance, you can capture unsuspecting prey at will for your own use.
Especially those stinky men who are so fascinated that they do whatever they say.
When I turned around to leave, I instantly forgot all about Memory.
However, the guy she met recently made her feel powerless for the first time and it was difficult to understand his thoughts.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuqiao lowered his head and looked at a Drawing Paper on the table.
He stared at the figure of the young man studying at Library depicted above, feeling slightly lost in thought.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure who had just walked through the door.
The date finally arrived.
I saw that the other party had a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and deep and mysterious eyes.
Wearing gold-rimmed glasses makes him look more elegant, as if he is harmless.
"Glasses?"
Lin Chuqiao's expression was slightly startled.
He immediately put away the painting and pretended to pick up Ippon Prose Poetry Collection, as if he was reading the wonderful articles in it.
Fang Cheng asked the waiter and glanced at the seats surrounded by bookshelves.
Then he walked straight towards the familiar figure and took the lead in saying hello:
"Miss Lin, what do you want from me?"
Lin Chuqiao raised his eyes, then closed the book, smiled and stretched out his hand to signal him to sit down:
"Can't I just chat with you if I have nothing to do? We are acquaintances after all."
Then, he asked Fang Cheng in a polite manner what he would like to drink, and she would treat him.
Fang Cheng waved his hand to express that he was not used to drinking coffee.
The two exchanged a few words and sat down separately.
Lin Chuqiao carefully observed Fang Cheng's eyes and asked curiously:
"Why did you remember wearing glasses? I almost didn't recognize you just now."
"I've been too tired from reading lately, so wearing a pair of glasses can protect my eyesight a little bit."
Fang Cheng pushed the frame and explained casually.
"Oh."
Lin Chuqiao smiled and nodded, but did not continue to ask.
Then.
Two people wearing glasses were sitting facing each other, and the atmosphere seemed strange.
After all, neither of them knew much about each other's situation, and there was always a lack of common topics.
Seemingly aware of this, Lin Chuqiao took the initiative to speak and asked with concern:
"How is your life lately? Have you encountered any difficult difficulties and need help?"
Fang Cheng looked at her in surprise when he heard this.
After thinking about it for a while, he said politely:
"I did encounter a rather troublesome problem recently."
Lin Chuqiao immediately became interested and looked at him expectantly.
Fang Cheng paused for a moment and then said:
"After listening to your advice last time, I planned to learn Meditation and Self-Cultivation on my own, but I couldn't break through when I encountered some Checkpoint."
"Is it just Meditation?"
Lin Chuqiao's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Then he said in a calm tone:
"You can describe the problem in detail, and maybe I can provide some advice."
Fang Cheng guesses that she should also be involved in research in this area.
So I briefly talked about my experiences and feelings during the Meditation process.
Lin Chuqiao Liu frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he replied:
"Meditation The focus of spiritual practice is to maintain habits, clarify goals, and overcome distracting thoughts in the mind."
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"The detailed breakdown is eight steps, Precept Observance, Diligence, Meditative Posture, Breath Regulation, Mind Restraint, concentration, Entering Samadhi, Samadhi, which is the traditional Eight Limbs Method."
"According to your description, you can already do step Mind Restraint, but there is a gap in understanding on the concentration step."
Speaking of this, Lin Chuqiao said with a slightly solemn tone:
"I want to ask you a few questions first. What do you think Precept Observance means? What do Mind Restraint and Ningshen mean?"
After hearing the question, Fang Cheng thought for a moment and then answered:
"Precept Observance, it should be a method similar to that of monks practicing ascetic discipline to suppress distracting thoughts and desires in the heart."
"As for Mind Restraint and concentration, it means staying focused, clearing away distracting thoughts, eliminating external interference, and keeping the consciousness in an extremely self-conscious state."
Lin Chuqiao smiled and shook his head when he heard this:
"What you are talking about is just the Meditation concept that ordinary people understand."
"The real meaning of Precept Observance is not self-suppression, nor suppression of negative thoughts, but the use of appropriate methods to assist and guide oneself into the right track."
"As the first step in Meditation's spiritual practice, its primary function is to set a correct direction for oneself and avoid meaningless mental internal friction."
"Because if you start in the wrong direction, no matter how hard you work in the future, you will be wasting your own energy and making useless efforts."
"Although many people can successfully reach Entering Stillness Level through different methods, the problems at the beginning will always bother them and they will not be able to reach Checkpoint."
"So, if you want to truly realize Entering Samadhi, the key lies in "target" and "guidance"."
"Goals and guidance?"
After listening to Lin Chuqiao's explanation, Fang Cheng became more confused.
"Clear goals and specific guidance methods."
Lin Chuqiao nodded and continued:
"These two points seem very simple, but they are extremely difficult to do in practice, because the so-called "goal" is not something you want to achieve, but..."
As if she thought of something, her words stopped abruptly.
Then he took out a slightly depreciated Business Card from Wallet and handed it to Fang Cheng:
"Some things are difficult to describe clearly in words. If you really want to take a step further in Meditation practice, you can go to this place and have a look. You should understand a lot by then."
"I once accidentally wandered into it and stayed there for a while, thus changing my fixed stereotypes about the world."
Fang Cheng took the Business Card and looked at it carefully.
There are several bold characters written on it - "Truth and Meditation Co-cultivation Society".
"Thank you."
Fang Cheng suddenly felt that this woman was simply his mentor.
I can't help but want to know more about her life background and enhance our relationship.
Lin Chuqiao then added mysteriously:
"I'll give you a piece of advice in advance. When participating in this "Truth Society", remember to wear glasses and don't reveal your true identity."
After hearing these profound words, I looked at her strange eyes.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but temporarily suppress the good feelings that had just emerged.