Another day, Shang Zhen sat cross-legged in the cave again.

But I don’t know what kind of demon God is, he has been sitting for a long time, but the wind just can’t rise.

I don’t know what elsewhere, but Shang Zhen knew that the area where he was should be without birds and beasts in this season when the windy season.

Think about it, as it is, with such a strong wind, herbivorous animals will naturally not survive here if they can't find grass.

Since there are no herbivorous animals, carnivorous animals will not come. I really don’t know what those jackals eat to survive.

I think those jackals must have the source of the food, but they just haven't discovered it.

It is estimated that the wind here cannot be the time when the wind stops all year round.

If possible, you can only take one step at a time.

At this time, the wind could not sound, except for his own breathing and the purring of the little cat who was sleeping soundly, there was a dead silence in the mountains.

After sitting for a while, Shang Zhen began to count the breaths he used to.

But after counting his breath for an hour, he found that because there were no such strange winds today, he could not calm down.

At this time, Shang Zhen thought of the problems he encountered when counting his breath the day before.

That is, when you get used to a noisy sound, when the sound changes tone or suddenly disappears, you will be "awakened" from the state of entering into a state of meditation.

He decided to think about the issue of being woken up tonight.

If you figure this out and understand it, you will be able to successfully enter into a state of meditation.

Once you enter into meditation, you can have a good night's sleep.

If you can sleep well, you can dream, and then you will know what happened to your previous life.

Shang Zhen believed that his analysis was absolutely correct, so he began to think about it, but he just thought about it for a while and then laughed.

How complicated is it? Just keep silently counting your breathing outside, then you can enter into meditation?

But then he scratched his head again. Isn’t it because there is no movement outside that he cannot enter into meditation today?

The sound outside sometimes does not exist, sometimes changes and sometimes remains unchanged, but for yourself, you certainly need to put yourself in a constant and unchanging state.

What could he come up with? Shang Zhen was obsessed with this problem and his whole thoughts were completely trapped in it.

He was thinking about what he was unchanging.

At this moment, he didn't know that he just closed his eyes and thought, but had entered another kind of concentration, for meditation.

As the saying goes, "It's only one day in the cave, but it's been a hundred years in the world. There's only a rotten axe, but how can there be an old spring?"

In a state of meditation, people simply do not have the concept of time.

Shang Zhen meditated on how to solve his troubles. He felt that it was only a moment, but in fact another hour passed unknowingly.

The sounds outside are always changing, so that I can respond to changes in the same way as I keep changing, and this question has always confused Shang Zhen.

And at this moment, a long "ao" sound suddenly sounded from afar, and the wind finally started to blew again.

And at the moment when the wind blew, Shang Zhen finally woke up in that state of concentration.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was a flash of spirit in his mind, and he suddenly realized what he was unchanged!

I wonder if I can enter into meditation forever with this unchanging thing?

He heard the wind sound again, and the mountains began to rumbling again, and then all kinds of sounds filled his ears. Shang Zhen stopped counting breaths this time, and he was just sitting there quietly.

Various sounds inside the mountain were mixed together, and the noisy changes in the wind were really hard to express in words.

If Shang Zhen had to express it, the poems in "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty described the sound of the pipa are the most appropriate.

“The big string is like a heavy rain, and the small string is like a whisper.

The noise is noisy and complicated, and the big beads fall on the jade plate.

The orioles sing at the middle of the door and the flowers are slippery, and the springs are flowing under the ice are difficult.

The cold and stern ice spring is frozen, and the sound is not clear for a while.

There is a unique sadness and secret hatred, and silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle suddenly broke and the water slurry burst out, and the iron cavalry protruded and the swords and guns were heard."

But at this time, Shang Zhen no longer distinguished the changes in the wind.

If the sound of the wind is considered a pipa song, no matter how the palace, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu are changed, or the scales all disappear in an instant, and there is a dead silence between the world, Shang Zhen ignored it!

(Note: Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, equivalent to do, re, mi, sao, la in the current simplified score)

Shang Zhen sat cross-legged, and after a while, he finally fell asleep on the pile of firewood where he was sitting cross-legged.

The night is still so dark, the wind is still blowing, and the strange sound of wind is everywhere in the mountains.

But this time, no matter how the wind changes, Shang Zhen never woke up again.

And when a few more hours passed, when the wind stopped and the world returned to Qingming Festival, the stars outside the mountains faded.

The stars are like children who come out to play at night. When they are tired of playing, they should go home. They are hiding one after another and the sky is getting brighter.

At this time, two sounds from the cave in the mountains appeared.

One was a subtle sound, and that was the little cat yelling.

If a little cat is compared to a human, it is only equivalent to a human childhood.

How loud can a little hairy child be if he snoozes again?

One sound inside and outside is the long and slight breathing of Shang Zhen.

Another half an hour later, when the first ray of skylight was thrown into the cave from the rock gap at the entrance of the cave, a small playboy called out "Oh Oh Oh Oh" sounded.

The little milk woke up, and then it took a piece of the leftover barbecue yesterday and went out of the hole.

Shang Zhen opened his eyes and sat up. He ignored the short lyingba when he saw the little cat going out.

Although he and the little cat were in this iron curtain mountain for only two months, the little cat was already growing up.

Now this little play throw can easily jump on the big stone through the "stairs", and then guard the big stone for a while every morning, just because there is its mother on the big stone.

Shang Zhen leaned against the stone wall and looked at the shiny skylight thinking about his affairs, but his face became shady and unstable.

Now he is struggling.

Because although he slept late last night, he figured out a truth and then successfully entered into meditation. No matter how the wind and sounds change in the mountains and outside, he finally had a good night's sleep.

Being able to fall asleep in the sound of a wolf crying and howling in the mountains and outside is definitely a constant change!

Shouldn't you be happy after having a good night's sleep? But now he is trying hard to recall, but suddenly he found that he didn't dream last night!

I thought of a better way to enter into meditation than counting breaths. I slept so well by myself!

But perhaps it is because I fell asleep too deeply and had too much real sleep that the dreams I had to have every day were gone, even if it was just a small piece.

But I actually lost my dream!

If you lose your dream, how can you know your previous life?!
Chapter completed!