Shigure was raised in the countryside with his grandfather since he was a child. He neglected his studies a lot, but he was proficient in Taoist magic.
Shigure's parents made a lot of money, and after some planning, they returned to the countryside. They drove luxury cars and wore brand-name clothes. It felt like they had returned to their hometown with pride.
The two of them faced the eager eyes of the villagers and raised their heads proudly like two peacocks.
Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw his daughter wearing a Taoist robe, holding a bowl of chicken blood and sprinkling it towards the two of them.
It made the villagers laugh.
Shi Tianda and Wu Lijuan were so embarrassed that they escorted Shi Yu away in a hurry the next day.
The two forced Shigure to throw away her fly whisk and ghost-repelling stick, and gave her a bunch of five-year high school entrance examination and three-year simulations, trying to get her to accept the baptism of science and become a staunch materialist.
Shigure was used to living in the countryside, where he went to school seriously. Facing mountains of exercise books, she was tortured to the point of breaking out of shape.
She recited countless Taoist teachings, but she couldn't solve this problem, and her Taoist mind was a little unstable.
"Ghost, I'm hungry!" The little zombie lay on her hand, showing half of its face.
Shigure was worried when he saw his eyes light up, "Gui, dear, help me solve this problem and give me something to eat and drink."
The little zombie looked confused, "Gui I don't know, Gui I don't know."
Shigure slapped her forehead and almost forgot that he was a zombie, so she had to explain it to him patiently.
The little zombie nodded frequently, then opened its small mouth and spit out an answer.
Now Shigure can only treat a dead horse as a doctor, "What about the process? Write it down!"
The little zombie tilted his head, "What is the process?"
"Just how you come up with this thing, write it down."
The little zombie nodded, "Gui, I understand."
The little zombie took out the brush she had secretly hidden for drawing talismans, dipped it in the air a few times, concentrated her energy, suddenly started writing, and wrote down a few A4 problem-solving processes eloquently.
All in Traditional Chinese…
Of course Shigure didn't bleed him, so the little zombie spent the whole night melancholy and hungry.
Fraud!
The next day... That was actually the correct answer...
"Come on, little darling, can you teach me Arabic numerals?"
"No, you're a liar!" The braid on the back of his head swung.
"Then you don't have any blood to drink..."
"Gui A doesn't want to go hungry, Gui A learns."
Shi Yu smiled happily and had already made a plan in his mind. When the time came, he would go to the supermarket to buy some fresh chicken blood and let him make do with it.
Theatrical version
Shigure lay on the bed in pain, and the little zombie lay beside the bed, revealing a pair of bright eyes.
He smelled blood! He has been hungry for days!
"Blood... Want to drink."
Shigure: ... It's so shameful!
Concept: Little sweet article
