After passing through Mr. Zombie, Su Yufei became Uncle Jiu's apprentice.
Others apprenticed to learn how to draw talisman, while she apprenticed to... Open a supermarket?
Peach wood sword? Not as good as her anti-wolf stun bat.
Yellow talisman paper? Not as dazzling as her flash bomb.
Black dog blood? Not as effective as her... Red ink.
Uncle Jiu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "What a shame!" He turned around and protected her tightly.
When zombies came to stand in front of her, her senior brother complained to protect her. When she was hungry in the middle of the night, Mimi stuffed her with sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.
Su Yufei: "Master, didn't you say I was fooling around?"
The tips of Uncle Jiu's ears were slightly red, and he said seriously: "... You are weak, eat more."
On July 15th, the Ten Thousand Soul Formation opens.
Xuanjizi surrounded Yizhuang with hundreds of ghosts, threatening to destroy Uncle Jiu's reputation.
Su Yufei carried a whole box of fireworks from the supermarket shelf with a smile on her face. "Old guy, have you seen the Chinese New Year?"
Behind her, Uncle Jiu stood holding a sword, looking at her back with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
"My disciple is a bit pampered." "Everyone, please be patient."
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