China Central Exorcism Team Leadership Office
National Level 1 Registered Exorcist Committee
Office of Folk Monster Management and Reform Committee
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China Drive Committee Fuzi [2014] No. 27
The notice on the national first-level registered exorcist qualification certificate examination and the revision of the folk control plan All member units of the National Folk Monster Management and Rectification Organization Leading Group, the drive associations of provinces, autonomous regions, and municipalities directly under the Central Government, and folk exorcist associations.
In order to implement the requirements of the Second Folk Monster Research Conference and the System Reform Committee, further strengthen the management of exorcist organizations, and give full play to the positive role of exorcists in civil peace and social security, the Central Exorcist Group Activity Leading Office has decided: A new reform plan and management regulations are proposed for the group of exorcists, and the "national first-level registered exorcist qualification certificate examination" is added, and individuals are registered, and they can work with certificates. See the attachment for details of registration and assessment.
In view of the increasing number of failed cases of exorcism work in recent years, the "Into Science" program team will no longer carry out the aftermath and guide public opinion. From now on, the new management system is as follows, which will take effect immediately: (1): Any unit or individual who is performing exorcism During the demon collection activities, no irrelevant personnel are allowed to be present, otherwise, according to the actual situation and influence, fines, administrative sanctions and demotions will be imposed.
(2): When performing tasks of exorcism and collection of demons, individuals are not allowed to carry out activities between 6:00 and 22:00, and pay special attention to avoiding the rush hour of commuting. Non-large urban population gathering places can adjust working hours appropriately. Units need to apply to the local government to clear the site before performing tasks.
(3): For any monster, it is necessary to implement the principle of "persuasion first", "conquer it later", and "transcendence again". There must be no simple and rude behavior without asking the reason to beat the monster back to its original shape, so as not to intensify the monster and the folk Contradictions among the common people, and at the same time put an end to the unhealthy trend of "raising the head to receive the reward". The exorcist's monthly allowance and reward issued by the provincial unit, which is exchanged with the demon head quota, will be cancelled, and the "labor service fee" in the personal income tax will be changed. An income adjustment, see attachment (2) for the specific deduction amount.
(4): Each exorcist unit must regularly organize members to study the "Three Represents" thought in depth, earnestly implement the Chinese dream, realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, change the style of work, strictly self-discipline, seek practical results, and not increase the burden on the country .
Please submit the self-inspection reports and inspection team reports of each province to the office of the Central Drive Committee in Lingjing Hutong before November 11.
Contact: Chen Zhen.
Contact information: 010—11952107 11952108
Attachment: "Examination Contents of National First-Class Registered Exorcist"
Attachment (2): Personal labor income tax exorcism, exorcising demon classification exemption amount.
CDR Office
July 2, 2014
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Chongqing, Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, Fengdu County.
A gust of cold wind blew past, rolled up the documents on the ground, and stuck them on Xiang Chengzhen's face.
Xiang Cheng hurriedly tore off the document, glanced at it, and threw it aside.
Another gust of wind blew, rolled up the documents and pasted them to the back of Xiang Chengzhen's head—Xiang Chengcheng threw out a bamboo stick, nailed the document with a snap, flew to the courtyard wall with it, and nailed it to the wall without looking back.
A tall, thin twenty-eight-year-old young man bent down to draw water from the well, and squatted by the well to wash his face and hair.
Xiang Honest's handsome face was reflected in the water basin, and he found himself tanned again, with greasy hair, and dirt behind his ears, day after day, year after year, and he didn't know when he would grow up. He sighed, pouted his buttocks in a difficult position, dipped his head into the basin, grabbed the soap, applied it all over his head, and began to wash his hair thoughtlessly.
In autumn, the black eagle spreads its wings and flies across the blue sky. In this season when everything is withered, only the small Three Gorges are layered with colors. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, blue, green, golden red, and purple are like being splashed on the sky. The mortal pigments are blown away by the river water and dyed on the paper.
The autumn wind rolled up the golden and red fallen leaves, flew over the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, and fell to Fengdu in the hinterland of the Three Gorges.
Children are chasing at the entrance of the village, and the Yangtze River is rushing away, stretching and magnificent, echoing the Three Gorges in the end of the sky and the valley of the earth.
In the second year of Yongyuan in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor He established the county here, and it has a history of 1,900 years.
Fengdu borders Yichang, Hubei in the south, and the ninth district of Chongqing in the north. The strange rocks on the river beach, the mountains towering during the day, and the river wind whimpering at night, are like the scars that have been carved on this ancient land by the years. In the south of Fengdu County, at the junction with Yichang, there is a village at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains, called Yingyong Village. Legend has it that the eagles of Wushan once built their nests on the peak of Shantou, hence the name.
"Xiang Chengcheng!" The voice of the old village head shouted from outside the door: "Are you at home! Where have you gone! You are not at home for ten days and a half months!"
"Hey!" Xiang Chengzhen's head was full of foam, his eyes were sore from the soapy water, he turned his head and responded to the door, waited for a while, but no one entered the courtyard door, so he took off his shirt and splashed water on his body , Then shake the well wheel and fill with a bucket of water.
"The township government has attached great importance to the land acquisition..." The voice of the village head said outside: "It is impossible not to relocate! The government has given enough funds for this project..."
"Zinima." The man's voice was dissatisfied: "A temporary document has been issued, and I will move in three days? I don't even care about the resettlement. Where can I let the old people move?"
The village chief said a lot of words earnestly. Xiang Chengzhen got water in his ears, dangled and buzzed, and couldn't hear clearly. He untied his belt, took off his clothes, and began to take a bath in the yard. A handsome twenty-eight-year-old young man with dark skin, slender body, strong abdominal muscles, thin and strong chest muscles, a figure as good as a horse, and half-long hair dripping wetly.
The village chief opened the door and came in, followed by the village party secretary, who was a female college student. Seeing Xiang Chengcheng taking a bath in the yard naked, he hid with a blushing face.
"You say, honest child." The village head said: "You are the most honest, you say it yourself, will you move?"
Xiang Chengcheng poured a bucket of water on his body, picked up a towel and wiped it a few times, looked at the village chief, and said, "Where are you moving?"
The village head said, "Let's not talk about where to move. The state has money to compensate you. Now the state wants you to move. Will you move?"
"Move." Xiang Honest nodded seriously, and said, "The country asked me to move, and I will definitely move, as my father said."
"This is a good boy." The village chief smiled and went out to let the branch secretary register. While putting on his pants, Xiang Honesty shouted to the wall: "Can the house not be demolished?"
"No!" The village head also said through the wall, "It must be demolished. This is a government project and there is no negotiation!"
Xiang Chenggong had no choice but to stop talking, and went out wearing trousers and slippers and shirtless. At the bottom of the stone road, many people in the village were arguing, and some people were arguing with the village. Xiang honestly had a cigarette in his mouth, bought a bottle of wine, wandered home, and saw that someone was already wielding a stick, trying to beat the village chief.
"Don't make a fuss!" Xiang Cheng couldn't help shouting, the village was obviously dissatisfied with the demolition compensation, and then pushed back and forth, almost becoming a fight, but the village chief yelled: "Wait until you fight again!" Hawu police are here!"
"..."
The audience was silent, and the first one who was not happy to swear: "I am still afraid of his armed police?!"
"Come on!" The village head was also rude, and said loudly, "If you are not satisfied with compensating you for 400,000 yuan, what else do you want? Ah?"
Someone sighed: "It's not easy to dawdle, you can't do anything, you can't get any skills, you can only farm, find your own way out!"
These words were like the Great Wall being lightly poked, and the bricks and tiles fell to the ground and collapsed in front of the truth, triggering a chain reaction. Some people cried, some sighed, and no one continued to argue with the village chief for a while. What else can I say
It’s hard to do work these days, Xiang Chenggong came home, poured himself a drink, a shiny silver bird stood on the table, cocked its neck and chirped at him, Xiang Chengcheng threw some meat to it, and the bird looked up. Stretched his neck a few times, swallowed the meat, and stared at Xiang Honest with his big black eyes.
Xiang Chengcheng turned around again, looked at the red-headed documents nailed on the wall, and shook his head.
"What are you doing?" Xiang Chengcheng said to Xiaoniao: "What can I do? To Chongqing or where? Tell me, Ah Huang. When did the documents come? Or learn from them and go to work?"
The little bird kept silent, pecking at the rice grains on the table. Xiang Cheng was holding the bowl, and when he heard someone knocking on the door again, he got up and opened it, with the rice grains still sticking to his face.
"Xiang Chengcheng." The branch secretary said: "Your ID card has been obtained. According to your request, I will call you Xiang Cheng and give you the household registration book. Here. Also, here is your bank passbook. Remember to go to the village tomorrow. long signature."
Xiang Zhen thanked him, and the branch secretary asked: "What is your occupation? You are away from home for ten days and a half months, and you don't plant the fields. You can't be found every time."
"I don't have a job." Xiang Chengcheng said, "I'm idle."
The branch secretary said, "Where are your parents?"
Xiang Chengchi flipped through his account book and said without raising his head, "Dead."
The branch secretary said, "I know. I asked what occupation your father had. You must register one, right?"
Xiang Chengcheng replied: "He is also idle, and my son inherits his father's business."
The answer was very logical, but the branch secretary was speechless, and asked, "Where do you plan to settle down? When the time comes, the household registration will be moved there with you, and our county will give you special treatment."
"I didn't think about it." Xiang Chengcheng was 1.85 meters tall. Standing in front of the branch paper, he had to bow his head and talk to her: "Do you want to fill it out now?"
"According to regulations, everyone has to declare." The branch secretary said: "Unified management, just fill out the form and return it at that time."
Xiang Chengcheng took the form and closed the courtyard door. After nightfall, he packed the things at home, locked a combination leather case, messed up the combination on the box with his fingers, cleaned the yard, and put away his parents in the house The photo of the deceased, disassembled the photo frame and threw it away.
Xiang Chenggong crawled under the bed, opened the secret compartment under the ground, and took out a wad of crumpled money, ten yuan, fifty yuan, one hundred yuan, and counted them, a total of two thousand and three. In the same crumpled wallet, he stuffed it under the pillow.
The next day, Xiang Cheng went to the village committee to sign in line, agreeing to receive compensation for demolition and transfer the homestead. The villagers all signed and left their mobile phone numbers. Xiang Cheng took a Nokia that would never break, and wrote down everyone's contact information one by one.
The young people in the village asked Xiang Cheng to come over and take pictures together. Xiang Cheng took the DSLR they borrowed and took pictures of the villagers one by one.
One photo for each person, each standing at the door of their own house, taking photos with numb expressions, Xiang Cheng also asked someone to take a photo of himself and the house.
On the third day, the branch secretary came to notify one by one that the money had arrived and asked to check the account. The withdrawal cannot be made now, and it has to be frozen for three months. The money can only be withdrawn after confirming that no one comes back to make trouble, but it must be moved as soon as possible, and the project cannot wait. up.
Finally, a photographer came from the photo studio in the county seat. The village head asked everyone to go to the entrance of the village, take a group photo with the whole village, and send one to each person after washing it. By the way, he told the photographer to add a red banner and a striking word: Yingyong All the villagers of the village commemorate.
Xiang Cheng is tall, standing on the far left of the last row, smiling handsomely and sadly at the camera, with his little white bird parked on his shoulder.
Three days later, the demolition unit came over, and with the roar of the machines, they pushed the houses where their ancestors had lived for generations to the ground.