Wang Peng told us that their department is called the Religious Bureau. Of course, this is just a skin. The real Religious Bureau actually has no connection with them.

This is a very mysterious department, and the things they handle are also many mysterious events and characters. Generally speaking, they are basically not available, but once people and events like Yang Erchou happen, they will be present as soon as possible to safeguard the personal and property safety of the country and the people. Because of the mystery, the selectors are very cautious. In addition to the necessary political review, they also need to conduct training before entering the post, and then teach according to their aptitude, assign work, and dispatch tasks. This is a very necessary process. Even people like mute who are named, or those who have entrusted relationships like me who have gone through the back door, must not be left behind.

Mute had no objection to Wang Peng’s arrangement. I knew I was just a partner. If it weren’t for the sake of Mute’s face, they might not care about my life or death, so they nodded to agree.

Seeing that we had no other thoughts, Wang Peng smiled and asked us to bring our luggage with us and he sent us to report.

I had nothing to take except the talisman bag and the little sword, and I didn’t even have any clothes to change. The mute had many pieces and went back to the room to clean up. I took the fat girl out and saw a green jeep in the yard, with two rows of seats, which were very spacious. Seeing Wang Peng honking the horn there, I couldn’t help but be excited. I rushed to him and shouted loudly: “Brother Wang Peng, is this car yours? It’s so amazing!”

I took the fat girl and Wang Peng asked me to sit in the back. When I closed the car door, he told me with a smile that the car was from the military region and he also borrowed it to drive it.

I touched the seats and various decorations in the jeep, asked questions, and was very curious. Before that, I had only sat on the back of the Jiefang truck and followed the work team. I really didn't expect that I could get into a car. Moreover, Wang Peng, a young man who is not as old as me, can drive. This is simply amazing. Before that, Wang Peng saw me as young as he was so calm, and always felt a little alienated. Now that I saw that I looked so curious, I felt much more relaxed. I told me that the key points of driving, clutch, brake and accelerator were actually not difficult. As long as I wanted to learn, I could master it in a week or two.

While looking at Wang Peng sitting in the cab with envy, I thought that one day I could drive such a small car and then take my father, mother, and my sister for a ride on the spacious road.

Hehe, I feel full of happiness when I think about it.

The mute Nur did not ask us to wait any longer, and soon came out with our luggage. As soon as he sat down, Wang Peng stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the distance.

When I came, I sat behind the carriage, and couldn't see anything. Then I stayed in this courtyard. There was no reason why I couldn't go out. At this moment, I sat in this jeep and looked out through the transparent window. Then I realized that we were really big here. There were so many houses, all of which were brick, three or four floors, and there were many pedestrians on both sides of the road. Some were riding bicycles, and dingling, and a crisp ringtone sound came out. Looking further away, in the east, near the river, there were actually very tall chimneys, with yellow and white smoke spitting out, as if they were the arm of a giant, pointing straight to the sky.

This is the world described by Xiaoni's father, Zhang Zhiqing, to me. The world outside the mountain. Although there are still mountains in the distance, the flat ground is much more than my hometown. There are houses and people everywhere. People's faces are filled with bright smiles, bicycles, cars, carriages and many large iron doors, which make me feel that I don't have enough eyes to see.

Seeing me and the mute looking around, looking like a country bumpkin entering the city, Wang Peng smiled and said that this place is just a small city. You have never been to Beijing. It is the heart of the motherland, with a crowd of people, and houses and factories everywhere, which is very grand. I raised my hand and said, "I know, I know, there is Tiananmen Square, the People's Monument, the Great Hall of the People, the Great Wall, and Chairman Mao..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Peng's originally joyful face became a little low, and the car speed was slower. After a while, he whispered: "Chairman Mao, he is gone."

When he said this, I remembered that I was in a very heavy mood.

The car left the city and began to drive towards the suburbs. There were fewer and fewer houses on both sides of the road, but more and more fields. It was winter. The soil inside the ground was frozen hard and the fields were cold. The road ahead also began to turn and turn. Finally, I entered the mountain and walked towards the hillside. Then I saw many prohibition signs and many soldiers. The green posts and barracks in the valley were blocking the road. However, after Wang Peng showed his ID, he looked at the car for a while and then let it go.

There are military camps in the mountain, but we didn't enter. Finally, we came to a place next to the military camp. There was a dilapidated sign on it, with the words "Wushan Reserve Training School of Religious Bureau" written on it.

There was a guard room next to the iron gate. Wang Peng stepped forward to negotiate and then drove the car in. When he got inside, he could see a row of three-story and two-story buildings on the left, and on the right, there was a large playground where more than fifty men were sweating, some were running, some were jumping, and some were fighting against each other. In such a cold winter, red vests and blue pants, a lively scene. When we drove in, many people looked over here, and seemed to point at this side to discuss, but immediately a teacher in a black Zhongshan suit scolded and lowered his head.

The principal of this training school is an old man wearing thick black-framed glasses. His surname is Dai, who is only a little over 1.6 meters tall, about the same height as me. After taking the cowhide bag file handed over by Wang Peng, he nodded and then meticulously reviewed the contents. After about ten minutes, he held his glasses and nodded and said, "Okay, we have accepted these two students."

He didn't say much and acted coldly. After Wang Peng said a few polite words, he patted the mute and me on the shoulders, rubbed the fat girl's head, and said nothing, leaving the office directly.

As soon as Wang Peng left, Principal Dai, who was originally silent, raised his head and looked at the mute and me from behind the thick glass lenses, then picked up the red phone on the table and ordered the teacher to come and lead the people. The mute and I were beside him, watching Principal Dai chatting at the microphone, which felt so magical. It was worthy of being a mysterious relevant department. It was so advanced that there were actually telephones.

Not long after, a teacher with a Mediterranean head came and entered the office. He asked us to wait at the door first. He handed over to Principal Dai.

The two of them were talking inside. I didn't plan to listen carefully, but I didn't expect that Principal Dai's voice would float into my ears: "One of these two people is mute and can't speak, and the other one is not as young as fourteen, and they are actually sent to us. It's obvious that they are making a living, and I don't know where they are. However, the person who drove here just now has some background, so let's keep it first, don't take care of it, practice it as much as you should, and don't practice it if you are useless..."

The two of them muttered, but when the Mediterranean instructor came out, there was no smile on his face. He took us to the left, passed two buildings, and came to a red brick Soviet building, the fourth room on the first floor. This was our residence. There were two rows of large shops inside, emitting a strong smell of men's sweat. He pointed to the corner and said that was your place.

The bedding and utensils here are all military supplies. We asked us to go to the warehouse to collect them later. The Mediterranean instructor asked us to take a rest first, and he would go and help us with the archiving procedures first.

The man left, and the mute and I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. The fat girl stretched down from my shoulders and rushed around the room. She was obviously not satisfied with the environment here, and she squeaked from time to time, covering her nose, making people laugh. The new place and the new environment, the mute was very calm, but I was nervous and restless in my heart. We waited for a long time, but we did not wait for the Mediterranean instructor, but welcomed our room, six big and round men.

Among these people, one of them was shaved with a scar on his left face and a fierce look. After looking at us for a while, he asked in a deep voice: "New?"
Chapter completed!