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In the Jiangdong District pedestrian street, there was a bookstore with a touch of bourgeois sentiment.

The walls were lined with a dazzling array of books, and there was a work台 with a coffee grinder and coffee machine.

Many people sat down, ordered a drink, flipped through books, and whiled away the time, making it seem more like a café in a bookstore.

By the window, a mature woman with a charming demeanor frowned slightly, her beautiful legs wrapped in charcoal gray suit pants crossed, her hips taut and full.

Her slender fingers, like white jade, held a bone china teaspoon, constantly stirring in the coffee cup, but her eyes were fixed on the street scene outside the window.

The simple and neat women's suit still couldn't hide her plump and graceful perfect figure.

A white silk scarf was tied around her neck, hanging down in front of her chest, not only adding a bit of elegance to her temperament, but also covering up that overly proud curve.

Feeling the gazes that occasionally drifted over from all around, Lin Chuqiao's lips curled up slightly, inevitably feeling a little smug, but also a little helpless.

Possessing the face of an angel, the figure of a devil, and the awakened special ability, made her always very confident.

As long as she glanced from afar in the crowd, she could easily capture unsuspecting prey for her own use.

Especially those stinky men who were so fascinated that they were completely obedient.

When they turned to leave, they would instantly forget all their memories.

However, the guy she recently met made her feel powerless for the first time, making it difficult to see through his mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Chuqiao looked down at a drawing on the table.

Gazing at the figure of the young man studying in the library depicted on it, she was slightly lost in thought.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure just walking in from the corner of her eye.

Her date had finally arrived.

He was tall and upright, with a handsome face and deep, mysterious eyes.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses made him look even more gentle, as if he were harmless.

"Glasses?"

Lin Chuqiao's expression froze slightly.

Immediately, she put away the painting and pretended to pick up a collection of prose poems, as if she were savoring the wonderful articles within.

Fang Cheng asked the waiter and glanced at the seats surrounded by bookshelves.

Then he walked straight towards the familiar figure, taking the initiative to greet her:

"Miss Lin, is there anything you need me for?"

After a few polite greetings, the two sat down separately.

Lin Chuqiao carefully observed Fang Cheng's eyes and asked with great curiosity:

"Why did you think of wearing glasses? I almost didn't recognize you just now."

"I've been reading too much lately, so wearing glasses can protect my eyesight a little."

Fang Cheng pushed the frame of his glasses and explained casually.

"Oh."

Lin Chuqiao smiled and nodded, without continuing to ask.

And then.

The two people wearing glasses sat face to face like this, and the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

After all, they didn't know much about each other, and they always lacked common topics.

Seeming to notice this, Lin Chuqiao took the initiative to speak and asked with concern:

"How's your life lately? Have you encountered any difficult problems that need help?"

Fang Cheng glanced at her in surprise upon hearing this.

After thinking about it, he said unceremoniously:

"I have indeed encountered a more troublesome problem recently."

Lin Chuqiao immediately became interested, looking at him with expectant eyes.

Fang Cheng paused slightly, then continued:

"After listening to your suggestion last time, I prepared to study meditation by myself to cultivate my mind, but I encountered some bottlenecks that I couldn't break through."

"Just meditation?"

A flash of disappointment flashed in Lin Chuqiao's eyes.

Immediately, she said in a calm tone:

"You can describe the problems you encountered in detail, and perhaps I can provide some advice."

Fang Cheng guessed that she should also have some research in this area.

So he roughly explained the experiences and feelings he had during the meditation process.

Lin Chuqiao frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and replied:

"The key to meditation practice is to maintain habits, clarify goals, and overcome distracting thoughts."

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"The detailed breakdown is eight steps: precepts, diligence, posture, breath regulation, mindfulness, concentration, samadhi, and samadhi, which are the traditional eight limbs of yoga."

"According to your description, you can already do the mindfulness step, but there is a misunderstanding in the concentration step."

Speaking of this, Lin Chuqiao's tone was slightly solemn:

"I would like to ask you a few questions first. What do you think is the meaning of precepts, and what is the meaning of mindfulness and concentration?"

Hearing the question, Fang Cheng pondered slightly, and then replied:

"Precepts should be a method similar to the ascetic precepts of monks to suppress the distracting thoughts and desires generated in the heart."

"As for mindfulness and concentration, it is to maintain focus, clear distracting thoughts, and allow consciousness to be in an extremely self-aware state after eliminating external interference."

Lin Chuqiao smiled and shook her head upon hearing this:

"What you said is just the concept of meditation understood by ordinary people."

"The true meaning of precepts is not self-repression, nor is it suppressing negative thoughts, but using appropriate methods to assist and guide oneself into the correct track."

"As the first step in meditation practice, its primary role is to establish a correct direction for yourself and avoid meaningless mental burnout."

"Because if the starting direction is wrong, no matter how hard you work later, it is a waste of your own energy and doing useless work."

"Although many people can successfully reach the level of tranquility through some different methods, the problems that exist at the beginning will always plague him and prevent him from crossing the concentration barrier."

"Therefore, if you want to truly achieve samadhi, the key lies in 'goal' and 'guidance'."

"Goal and guidance?"

After listening to Lin Chuqiao's explanation, Fang Cheng's doubts became even greater.

"A clear goal, a specific way to guide."

Lin Chuqiao nodded and continued:

"These two points seem very simple, but they are actually extremely difficult to do, because the so-called 'goal' is not something you want to achieve, but..."

Seeming to think of something, she stopped talking.

Then she took out a slightly worn business card from her wallet and handed it to Fang Cheng:

"Some things are difficult to describe clearly in words. If you really want to take your meditation practice a step further, you can go to this place to see it in person, and you should understand a lot by then."

"I also accidentally strayed into it once and stayed for a while, so I changed my fixed prejudices about this world."

Fang Cheng took the business card and looked at it carefully.

It said several bold characters——"Truth and Meditation Co-cultivation Association".

"Thank you."

Fang Cheng suddenly felt that this woman was simply his mentor and friend.

He couldn't help but want to know more about her background and enhance their relationship.

At this time, Lin Chuqiao mysteriously added:

"Give you a piece of advice in advance, when participating in this 'Truth Association', remember to wear glasses and don't reveal your true identity."

Hearing these meaningful words and looking at her quirky eyes.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but temporarily suppress the goodwill that had just emerged.