one person's life

Chapter 4 Diary
In the evening, Tang Muzhi took out his Seagull watch, and when the time was almost up, he went to bed and sat cross-legged to meditate.

There are roommates who are not sleeping, of course they will see it, but in this era there are many people learning martial arts, and meditation is a legitimate behavior, so this is not a weird thing.If it were placed in the 21st century, you might still be suspected of being a scumbag and be dragged into a conversation by the principal.

In the dead of night, in the dormitory, apart from the sound of snoring, the only sound was the friction of clothes. What the quartz watch emits can only be regarded as a kind of white noise.Tang Muzhi closed his eyes and did not move, his breathing was steady, and he didn't seem to have any distracting thoughts in his mind. In fact, he could hear the sounds, but he didn't think about the source of those sounds. His soul seemed to turn from the outside to the inside, monitoring his own body. Body: the sound of the heart beating, the sound of stomach acid digesting food, the sound of intestinal peristalsis, the length, width and height of the ventricle, the vibration frequency of the five internal organs... It seems that everything inside can be seen and heard.

For ordinary people, meditation cannot reach this level.The more eagerly a person pursues something, the harder it is to get the desired result.

For example, if you always think that there are no distracting thoughts in your mind, distracting thoughts will come to you like inner demons.

When people have nothing to do, it is extremely easy for people's thinking to diverge: for example, when they think of Seagull Watch, they think of Shang Hai; when they think of Shang Hai, they think of the Pearl Tower; then they think of bungee jumping; they think of Mount Everest... In the end, you want to sort out your thoughts. Sometimes, it will be interesting.

It's just that Tang Muzhi seems to have lost this ability when he was a baby or even in the fetus.

Two hours later, Tang Muzhi opened his eyes, his legs were a little sore, he had never crossed his legs before, and today he just came to sit on a wishful seat—that is, put his left leg on his right leg.He used to watch the masters on TV doing double lotus, and they couldn't do that posture without practicing for a few years.

Tang Muzhi's face was a little solemn. It wasn't that he couldn't calm down, but he found that when he sat quietly, he seemed to be no different from when he was alone!
Ask Guang Shao tomorrow.Tang Muzhi lay flat.He wasn't sleepy or tired, but he had nothing to do now and it was time to rest, so he had to sleep.

The next day, Tang Muzhi went to the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-]. The seats had not been assigned yet, and there were not many people there in the morning. Everyone was sitting casually. The two people who slept with him sat in the middle of the classroom, and he looked straight. He took the window seat in the last row. There was no one in the last three rows, so he was the only one sitting there carefree.

After a while, Guang Shao arrived in the classroom. As soon as he saw Tang Muzhi, he walked to sit next to him and asked with a smile, "Have you had breakfast?"

Tang Muzhi nodded.

"There seemed to be something wrong with yesterday's uh-practice."

Guang Shao said: "What? Are your legs cramped?"

Tang Mu explained the situation to him.

Guang Shao said solemnly: "It's normal to feel nothing. As for this meditation and being in a daze, it's completely different. How about it, come to my bedroom after lunch, and I'll lend you the diary I kept when I first started practicing Qi." ! Let’s go to class first.”

At exactly seven o'clock, the class bell rang. Zhang Tao, the head teacher, came into the classroom and said, "Come on, come on, let's adjust the positions. Don't move the things that have been put on the table for now. The students sitting in the front row should stand up on the podium. The students go to stand against the wall... I will choose a seat by myself, the first one is: Tang Muzhi!"

Unexpectedly, this practice has become popular in this era.Damn it for a freshman in high school to change seats and do so many things!
Tang Muzhi returned to his original seat - the last row.Zhang Tao glared at him quietly and said nothing.

Soon, more than 60 students had chosen their seats.Surprisingly, Guang Shao actually ran to the third row and sat next to the No. 2 girl named Zhao Shuyi in the class.

There was one missing person on the table, so Xu Jingrong, who was last in the class, stood awkwardly in the eyes of a group of people, so embarrassed that his ears turned red.

Zhang Tao lifted the chair on the podium, "Put your schoolbag first--Tang Muzhi's place, and go to another class to find an empty desk after class. Class first!"

Tang Muzhi didn't have a schoolbag at all. He just picked up the books after reading the class schedule and put them on the table.Xu Jingrong went to the front row and brought a green handbag with a panda or something embroidered on it.

Tang Muzhi knew that girls were thin-skinned, so he took the initiative to take the bag.

Xu Jingrong's face was still red, and he whispered, "Thank you."

After class, Tang Muzhi said to Xu Jingrong, "Let's change seats, I don't like sitting in the front row."

Xu Jingrong thought, does the second-to-last row also count as the front row?As a result, Tang Muzhi had already moved the table over.

Then Tang Muzhi sat firmly in the last row without changing seats.The desk where he was originally sitting was blocked by the radiator and was already a whole row shorter. After moving the desk, Tang Muzhi and Xu Jingrong's desk was closer together. Several male classmates stared at the two of them in disgust. Non-stop, because Xu Jingrong looks like a cute and naive girl, but she is actually quite good at dressing up.

After lunch, Tang Muzhi went to 311 to read Guang Shao's notes.He was the only one in their dormitory!It looks much more spacious.Tang Muzhi was a little envious, "Why do you live alone?"

Guang Shao said helplessly: "I have to meditate at noon and night. It will not be good if I am seen by others. If you want to live in it, tell Zhang Tao to change the dormitory in a few days. I will make a bed for you. I am alone in this dormitory." boring."

"Okay." Tang Muzhi was naturally happy.

Then Guang Shao handed him a black leather notebook, "Look at the pages I folded."

Tang Muzhi opened the note and found that Guang Shao's handwriting was crooked and there were only three folded pages. The content was from August 25, [-] to September [-], [-].

On 8.15, I sat in meditation for the first time yesterday. I fell into trance and my legs became numb.

On 8.16, I was not in samadhi. I had backache, numbness in my legs, and felt sleepy all day long.

8.17, I haven’t entered concentration yet, my legs are no longer numb, but I am still sleepy.

On 8.18, I can’t remember the meditation process, but I seem to have some feelings about it.Today is my mother’s birthday. I met someone I didn’t want to see and did something I didn’t want to do. mlgb.

On 8.19, I was so sleepy that I sat quietly and bought the Three Taoist Classics in the morning. My father said that if I was confused all day long, I would be beaten to death. Damn!My mind is full of these few things, cultivating the Tao, cultivating ass!

8.20, sit quietly and feel nothing. There is an article in "Zhuangzi": "Yan Hui said: 'I have no way to advance, dare to ask the way.' Zhongni said: 'Zhai, my general said, if you do it with your heart, is it easy to be evil? Those who change it, Gaotian is not suitable.' Yan Hui said: 'The family back home is poor, except for those who do not drink alcohol or eat meat for several months. If so, can it be fasted?' Said: 'It is a fast for sacrifices, not a fast for the heart.' Hui Said: "Dare to ask Xinzhai." Zhong Ni said: "If you have a will, you don't listen to it with your ears but you listen to it with your heart, and you don't listen to it with your heart but you listen to it with your breath! Listening stops at the ear, and the heart stops at the talisman. The breath also Those who are empty and treat things are also those who treat things. Only the Tao gathers the empty. The empty is also fasting the heart.'" I sat quietly for two days without feeling, and I didn't know when I fell asleep. This is exactly what I said.I think it’s because my mind was focused during meditation, and I couldn’t see or hear, so I had no desire the next day.

On 8.21, sitting quietly, I felt the innate qi in my stomach, and now I can read the secret method given to me by the old fool of Gongbu, but I can’t understand it, so I have to go to the library again.In the afternoon, I had some insights again. I sat quietly for a while and took a look at my watch. It was six o'clock sharp, and I was a little tired after sitting for three hours.Trying to poke the spoon with telekinetic power, the chopsticks broke.

8.22, I sat in meditation. It took me five days to finally get started. The old monk didn’t lie to me. From now on, I will call him Mr. Gongbu to save someone’s life. Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do in this life. It’s a pity that I have to figure it out on my own later. , now I only want to become a disciple, but I can’t find anyone.I wanted to go to Sakya Monastery to find someone, but my father said he would break my legs.

(End of this chapter)