My legendary life

Zheng Jun didn't say anything any more. He just motioned him to sit down. Then he took a bowl and ate it. Half way through, he looked up and saw that Xie Dong was still sitting there. He asked with a smile, "why don't you eat? How many dishes do you have to fry? "

"No, no..." Xie Dong waved his hand and said, "it doesn't mean that."

"Then eat quickly. Let's talk while eating."

Listen to Zheng Jun so say, Xie Dong this just carry bowl. After eating the noodles, he cleans up the dishes and chopsticks quickly. When he looks up, he finds Zheng Jun holding his hands in front of his chest, squinting at himself with great interest. His face is not as cold as before, and his eyes are much softer.

"Almost. Don't clean up." Zheng Jun's tone didn't look like a police officer talking to a prisoner in custody. Instead, it was like a chat between friends: "have a seat."

He hastened to answer, but did not stop, after thoroughly tidying up the sharp rope, he carefully sat opposite Zheng Jun.

Seeing that he sat down, Zheng Jun threw a cigarette and said with a smile, "I have to thank you for today's business."

I don't know why, a thank you made him sad. He glanced up at the crooked moon outside the window, sighed gently, grinned bitterly, and bowed his head helplessly.

"What can I thank you for? I'm a doctor. It's my duty." He replied in a low voice.

as a perennial criminal suspect dealing with the police, Zheng Jun's observation is very strong, although only a short moment, but still catch the change of Xie Dong's attitude, and thus deduced Xie Dong's mood at this moment.

He was also helpless. Although there are many high sounding reasons, there is still a sting in my heart. All of a sudden, he had an impulse to say a few words of justice, but then he gave up. Come on, I'm a man of few words. Even if the reaction goes up, it may not be of any use. The procuratorate pretends to be confused. Can I manage it? He said to himself.

"I mean it from the bottom of my heart. I'm not polite to you. Lao Zhou and I are best friends. You really helped a lot." He then said, "no matter how far your case can be tried in the future, I hope to make friends with you, really!"

At this time and here, can hear such a sentence, enough to make anyone moved, Xie Dong's nose a sour, tears almost flow down, can't help but think of just came in Liu Yong's words: don't look at director Zheng black face all day, he is 200% good! As soon as his head was hot, he knelt down in front of Zheng Jun.

"I know you're a good man." He said with a cry: "I'm really wronged. The woman framed me, Gao Hongwei extorted a confession by torture, and Liu Shengli. I think they are all in one group. Director Zheng, I'm a common people. I have no relatives in the provincial capital. I can only ask you for help!"

Zheng Jun was startled by his action, but he soon regained his old dignified and cold manner, and coldly said: "get up, if you think we are friends, then you shouldn't talk to me in this way."

As soon as Zheng Jun's face changed, he suddenly felt a little out of his way and didn't dare to say anything more. He just got up and sat back on his seat, lowered his head and swallowed his grievances and helplessness.

"I'm sorry. I was a little excited when I heard that you were going to make friends with me." It took a while for him to whisper.

"It's too late. That's all for today. Let's go back first." After a moment's silence, Zheng Jun said slowly.

Go back, these two words are extremely heavy for Xie Dong. At the moment when the heavy iron door of the prison was closed, his loss reached its peak. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to cry.

Lying on the cold, damp concrete floor, what happened during this period of time comes to mind like a movie. Qin Feng's sarcasm, Lin Jing's disdain, strange woman's inexplicable identification, and slippers from the dark room All of this upset him and made him sit up.

The night is very deep, outside the iron window suddenly came the dull thunder, and then a flash of lightning across the night sky, a little wind blowing, with a little cool.

It's time to rain, or it will be very hot. Just thinking of this, a strange picture suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him move.

It was also a sultry summer. At the clinic in Pingyuan County, the Master explained the cultivation of Inner Alchemy to him solemnly: if there is alchemy, there will be fire. If there is fire, there will be alchemy. Just talking about here, there was a sudden thunder and lightning in the night sky, and the rainstorm was pouring down. At that time, he laughed in his heart: this old man even fooled his apprentice, but God would not agree.

Yes, since the body is the cauldron, the heart is the furnace, and the essence is the medicine, how can there be no fire? Without fire, how can Neidan be trained! This Danyang skill has been practiced for more than ten years. Although it was stimulated by external forces that made the inner alchemy great, there must be fire in the cauldron.

Thinking of this, he quickly sat down with his knees crossed, held his breath, and concentrated his whole mind in the lower Dantian according to the technique of thinking in the formula. About the scene of a cup of tea, he suddenly felt a fever all over his body. Then he felt a flash of fire in Huangting acupoint, a boom in the depth of Dantian, and the flames suddenly rose.

Taoism believes that the fire of the heart, the fire of the kidney and the fire of the elixir are complementary to each other, which is called samadhi fire. To cultivate the inner Dan is to use three true fires, and the fire in Danyang is the essence of the true fire of Samadhi. Xie Dong has been practicing Danyang Gong for more than ten years, and his foundation is very solid. The reason why he has not got the true meaning for more than ten years is really related to his faith.Whether Neidan or Qigong is in fact between the virtual and the real.

If you believe in it, you will feel it both physically and mentally, and your magic power will come from you; if you don't believe in it, you will be a school of nonsense and playing tricks.

He is a man who wavers between believing and not believing.

At first, when Master Sun used Qigong to cure his illness in the park, he thought that he had met an expert in the world. Of course, he was convinced, so he decided to drop out of school and follow his teacher around the world. After a few years, I gradually found that the so-called Qigong treatment was nothing more than a trick. Besides Danyang Gong and reading several medical books, I didn't seem to have learned any real skills. Naturally, I was frustrated, so I didn't believe it.

Later, I found those two books by accident. After a lot of confirmation, of course, I fell in love with them. Naturally, I began to practice Danyang Gong seriously again. In the past six months, I have made great progress unconsciously. It was only a few days ago that the accumulation of more than ten years in dandacheng changed qualitatively.

Once he realized the magic of Nathan, his faith was sublimated.

Faith becomes faith. Reverence becomes piety.

Therefore, with a little mental guidance, the fire of samadhi in the cauldron furnace of Dantian was raging out of control. The flame rose gradually from the Dantian. Xumi seemed to shine the whole body and mind, and felt that his internal organs were transparent.

At this moment, he has forgotten both things and me. He is wandering in the sky. It seems that there is only one cauldron, one pill and one fire in the universe.

I don't know how long it took to feel the fire start to swim in my body. Then my palms and fingertips felt numb and itchy. Then I slowly opened my eyes and looked down at the palms stacked in the Dantian.

If you don't look at it, you will be surprised.

A blue flame about the size of a bean is beating in the palm of my hand, flickering and flickering, but without the slightest burning feeling.

The power of faith plays a role at this time.

For ordinary people, even if they have such an adventure, they may have already jumped up, rushed into the bathroom and turned on the tap to put out the fire.

And he didn't move. Still sit cross knee, although open eyes, but the mind is still maintained in a state of existence.

It seems that the flame of the red sun will be steady again..

The pale blue flame gave out a dim light in the dark prison. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the dark light was shining all over his viscera, the three fields and nine palaces