Chapter 2 The dismounting of monk Huiming for @mr_milk
The person who came was none other than Lin Qiming, who had broken up in Yingtan not long ago, and could be regarded as a close subordinate of the senior brother.
Lin Qiming and I were already very familiar with each other when we were in Yingtan. I was surprised to say hello to him, and then asked him in confusion why he came here. Lin Qiming nodded to the three people inside, then pulled me out and asked him to find a place to talk.
Reminiscing about old times and chatting privately. Our dormitory was on the second floor. We walked through the dim corridor and stepped on the creaking floorboards. We arrived under a big locust tree in front of this old building and the two of us squatted down.
Lin Qiming told me that after his senior brother went back to deal with the Qingxu matter, he took the time to sign up for me, and then returned to Lebanon for field work.
As a result, when he came back in March, he found out that someone in the bureau had played a trick and decided that the chief instructor was Master Huiming, who was supposed to be guarding the forest in Qingshan Realm. The senior brother has a gap in his chest, so he naturally knew about the bad relationship between Huiming and us.
Shit, he also knew the reasons for these conflicts and could hardly reconcile them, so he thought of a compromise and sent his subordinates and another person to the training camp to be assistant coaches.
This is not to help me, but to supervise Master Huiming not to be evil and bold, and he can't help but kill me...
I scratched my head and said that Master Huiming and I had no grudges at all, and that I had helped his daughter Jia Wei many times in Qingshan Realm. It seemed that there should be some affection for her, right?
Lin Qiming frowned and said, "What's the result?" I was speechless and choked. He laughed coldly: "Lu Zuo, you are a big man now, don't be so naive, okay? The result now is that his old daughter died, and there is no trace of her body.
You can't find the deep stream where you stayed for those few days. Even if Huiming can suppress the evil fire in his heart, where is his wife? You may not know that old witch Ning Hailing, hiss...
Lin Qiming seemed to think of some tragic past, took a deep breath of air-conditioning, and stopped talking.
I fell silent. As I expected, this training camp was going to be a disaster.
I asked him what he was going to do during the one-month training camp.
Lin Qiming told me that, first, I must listen to the instructors’ lectures at the Honghe training base and receive training on the latest theoretical achievements of the organization; second, I must listen to the situation policy reports and reports on the current world from the leaders of the General Administration and the Pan-Religious Alliance, and understand the world.
The general trend, understanding the process of formulating religious and ethnic policies and the key issues that need to be grasped to implement these policies; the third is the exchange and discussion among students - this is a purely theoretical tutorial, the above mandatory requirements, the ideological education part, a one-day meeting
In about three days.
Then, we will go to a training camp located in the uninhabited valley of Gaoligong Mountain to conduct training to improve our professional level. This part will last for fifteen days. At that time, the students' results will be accepted, and those who fail will be eliminated; after that,
The more than ten days are the practical part, which may be outdoor training, missions, or competitions.
These are rough arrangements, but no one except the General Administration and the chief instructor of the training camp can know the specific document plan in advance.
I listened with rapt attention, and it seemed like it was something worth looking forward to.
In full view of everyone, with Lin Qiming and another teaching assistant named Yin Yue helping, it seemed that there was no need to be afraid of Huiming, so he thanked him repeatedly and said thank you to him and the sister who did not show up for taking the initiative. Lin Qiming smiled and said
To be polite, in fact, they have been busy this year, and coming to the training camp has freed up time to settle down. It is much easier than having to deal with the stressful tasks all year round.
I asked him if he has been very busy recently. Lin Qiming nodded and said yes, everything has been chaotic lately, but it's okay, it's basically all small things.
I chatted with him for a while. In addition to talking about work, we also talked about some family matters, such as whether he was married or not, where he was from, etc., so as to shorten the distance and enhance our relationship. Lin Qiming is an extremely talkative person, and he is also cheerful.
I felt that we had been squatting for half an hour, and my legs were numb. When it got late, he patted my shoulder, smiled, and said okay, we will have plenty of time to spend time together in the future, let's see you later.
I said goodbye to Lin Qiming and returned to the dormitory. I found Qin Zhen and Teng Xiao sitting opposite each other on the bed, stabbing each other with a bamboo stick that was half longer than wooden chopsticks. They flicked and flicked, while Huang Pengfei
There was no trace.
Seeing me coming in, they both stopped what they were doing, stood up, and asked me why I became so familiar with the instructor as soon as I came in?
I was surprised and said, how did you know you were an instructor?
Qin Zhen, a bearded man with a rather rugged appearance, raised the student badge on his chest and said, well, the student badges are all white, the staff are green, and only the instructor is blue. The student handbook you just received, you
Didn't you look through it? I remembered that Zhu Ke seemed to have given me a small notebook, but he was too busy and didn't pay attention to looking through it.
I replied that I had met him when I was on a mission before. When he saw me here, he just came over to say hello.
When we talked about work, everyone had a common topic. Qin Zhen was from the old revolutionary base of Baise. The ancient Zhuang people performed corpse dances and offered sacrifices and worshiped spirits. Do you know the epileptic poison in Guangnan? It originated from us.
, there are many legends about mountain spirits and wild monsters, which are very dangerous. He only got here by catching two water ghosts. Teng Xiao is a recent graduate of the theology class of Guangnan University for Nationalities. He doesn’t know why.
Just came in.
I told them that I was a non-staff member of the Dongguan Municipal Bureau of Southern Province, and I opened a Feng Shui consulting firm in partnership with others.
The two people's eyes suddenly lit up and they said, oh, it turns out he is the boss?
I waved my hand modestly and said that adding the word "small" was just messing around.
Through exchanges, we learned that most of the people who participated in this concentration camp were under the age of thirty, and they were a new generation of elite groups. At least Qin Zhen and Teng Xiao were both talented people, not to mention capable.
Huang Pengfei, who has ascended to the sky, although his personality is not very likable, I have seen his strength in the basement of Haowan Plaza, and he is considered a powerful guy.
After chatting for a while, I pointed to the bamboo sticks in their hands and asked what they were doing just now.
They told me that they were practicing reflexes. This is a practice method mentioned by Teng Xiao, who was born in a major. It covers many routines of swordsmanship and the simplest fighting skills in one thrust and the other. This thing is like "Laughing"
The scene in "Proud Jianghu" in which Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang sit down and compete is the same. Teng Xiao told me that one of his teachers at school once used such a pair of bamboo chopsticks to sit quietly in a small dark room full of mosquitoes.
In the evening, he stabbed more than 500 mosquitoes to death with chopsticks. The corpses were piled up around him in a thick layer - this was the realm.
Apart from the miscellaneous trails, I rarely communicate like this with "peers of the same age". I felt like I had entered a new world, and the conversation was very enjoyable, and it was already evening before I knew it.
There is a public canteen in this compound. We went to eat at about six o'clock in the evening. The food was not very good, but the oil and water pipes were enough. I saw many people, twenty or thirty, both men and women, no more than three in all.
At the age of ten, he was energetic, high-spirited and full of vigor. I didn't know many people, so after searching around, I couldn't find Huang Pengfei or Zhu Chenchen, who came from the same province as me.
But there are many people here who know each other well, and I see them gathering together to chat and talk nonsense.
After a quick dinner, we went back to the dormitory and took a shower, then lay in bed and talked at night, and it was late at night before we knew it.
Because there were so many people, Duoduo and the little demon Duoduo, who were crowded in the locust wood sign, did not come out, and the fat insect also slept obediently without any movement. Huang Pengfei didn't know where he went, and it wasn't until the lights were turned off at twelve o'clock in the evening that he
Come back and sleep silently.
Damn, you don’t even take a shower, you’re really a sloppy guy, and you’re still pretending to be an aristocratic person?
The next morning, we woke up to the long-lost "Athletes' March". Section Chief Zhu (Zhu Ke) knocked on the door of each dormitory, asking us to get up and have dinner, and then participate in the mobilization meeting of the training camp. We are all practitioners, so naturally
Not wanting to stay in bed, we quickly took care of ourselves. We went to the cafeteria and had a breakfast of porridge, fried dough sticks and cross-bridge rice noodles. Then at eight o'clock, we attended the mobilization meeting in the small auditorium of the west building on time.
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In the synagogue, after half a year, I met the long-lost monk Huiming again.
Different from my usual name, Monk Huiming is not a bald man, but a tough old man with thick black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is tall and has a stiff expression. It is said that he is almost 80 years old, but looking at his appearance, he is said to be only 50 years old.
Years old, even ordinary people believe it. The host introduced that Mr. Su, the founder of the Southwest Bureau, is an honorary professor of the Southwest College for Nationalities and a deputy inspector of the Southwest Bureau (enjoying deputy department level treatment). In order to cultivate a new generation of successors, he came here
——Instructor Jia Tuanjie is the chief instructor of this training camp!
The mobilization meeting started with a leader from the General Administration speaking, about its importance and influence, etc. He talked in a daze for more than half an hour, and then came the leaders at all levels, who were the last heavyweight leaders to appear.
, when Monk Huiming was invited to speak, he looked somewhat similar to *** and looked around at the thirty or so students in the audience with a straight face, and finally his eyes locked on me.
He spoke in a deep voice about the significance of this training camp. In addition to what the previous leaders said, there is another point, which is to tap talents to cope with the looming crisis. What kind of crisis is it? Some people know this, and some
People don’t know, but I want to tell you, it’s very serious and a lot of people will die. So what? There is no need for waste in this training camp! I heard that in this selection, in order to gain qualifications, many people stopped in -
—Bai Lutan, Wang Xiaojia... Lu Zuo, the three of you come out!
When he said these three names, he almost used a volume as loud as a Buddhist lion's roar, and the whole small auditorium buzzed.
All the students looked over and looked at the two timid girls who came out, and... me.