Chapter 10

When Mu Yu returned home in the evening, he found that the old Mu had already arrived. He was squeezing next to the general ghost, stretching his neck hard to watch him write.

The expression changes so much, just like watching a peep show.

　　The latter was still in the same posture as in the morning, with a neatly arranged stack of papers filled with aoe written on them.

　　Seeing him come back, the old Mu glanced at him with an extremely complicated look.

　　Forcing a ghost to study, is this something a human would do?

　　"Is it okay for you to come so early?"

　　Mu Yu was surprised.

　　People who can't sit still can't sit still even if they become ghosts.

　　Some time ago, the old Mu found a job in the underground helping Meng Po to make soup, and his life suddenly became much more fulfilling.

　　It's just that the work arrangement in the underworld is a bit inhumane. Working twelve hours a day, all year round.

　　996 and 007 in the human world are simply too weak.

　　"It's shift change." said the old Mu.

　　Mu Yu sighed, "Why didn't you come to see me before?"

　　So it's better to have children from your own families?

As soon as these words were spoken, the old Mu's expression suddenly became strange.

　　He has not only been here once, he has been here several times!

　　But every time he came, the kid slept like a pig in the pen, with his little face flushed, and he didn't have the heart to wake him up.

　　"Come on, let me check your homework!"

　　Mu Yu also sat over and said with a smile.

Living people cannot directly come into contact with items from the underworld. Just as the old Mu was about to help, he saw the general ghost open the notebook.

　　Quite positive.

　　Old Mu: "..."

　　A ghost from the Han Dynasty asked modern people to check their homework, and he wrote aoe. Is this normal?

　　A completely new font and writing style is a challenge for everyone, and ghosts are no exception.

　　The first few pictures were crooked and looked like the handwriting of an elementary school student.

　　Kind of cute.

　　However, I wrote more and more smoothly later on, and in the end it was almost exactly the same as the printed text in the teaching video.

　　Mu Yu was a little surprised. This ghost had such a strong ability to imitate.

　　He pointed at one at random, and the general ghost took a look and started talking.

Point again and he will recognize it.

　　Watching the man and the ghost asking and answering each other, the old Mu was completely confused.

　　He even couldn't help but complain about Muyu, "You didn't study so smoothly when you were a kid."

　　When he was sent to kindergarten, he was crying so hard that his nose was full of snot.

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　This is still on the roll, right?

　　How old was this student and how old was I at the time?

　　Is it true that other people's children are better?

The general ghost quietly watched the two men quarreling with each other, and watched Mu yu get so angry that he became like a puffer fish, and the corners of his mouth twitched up unconsciously.

　　"Very good, very good, keep it up."

　　Teacher Mu was very pleased and said that he could not understand the kind of madness other parents felt when tutoring their children.

　　General Ghost glanced at him sideways, feeling that the other party's tone and expression seemed to be imitating something.

　　Quite funny.

　　The child is so motivated, he must be rewarded.

　　Mu Yu chattered as he took out the food he had packed from the restaurant, gave one portion to him and one portion to the master, and lit incense to offer to both.

"You haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry?"

　　The braised fish has a mellow flavor, the spicy and sour potato shreds are refreshing and delicious, and there is egg drop soup made with peeled and mashed tomatoes. It is a standard two-dish, one soup, one meat and one vegetable dish, and the nutrition can be said to be very comprehensive.

　　It's just that the general seemed to be a little afraid of spicy food. As soon as the shredded potatoes entered his mouth, his handsome face instantly stiffened.

　　"By the way, I heard from Zhang Chang and the others, thank you for your hard work."

Mu Yu told the general the ghost story, and also told the curious old Mu about the other party's role as a door god.

　　The old Mu had not expected such an immediate effect. When he looked at him again, he was even more satisfied:

　　What a nice guy.

　　Xiao Yu'er is a weak boy, so he will have to deal with those things in the future.

　　It would be nice to have such a reliable ghost around.

　　The general ghost said something in a low and slightly hoarse voice, which sounded very nice.

　　Mu Yu guessed that he meant something like you're welcome, so he wrote his own name and used software to convert it into small seal script.

　　He pointed at himself, then at the words above, slowing down and speaking syllable by syllable:

　　"Mu Yu."

　　The general ghost listened carefully, "Mu Yu."

Muyu smiled and said, "That's right."

　　The general ghost lowered his head, looked at the two words, and slowly recited them again.

　　Mu Yu.

　　It's a good name.

　　Over the next two days, things got a little out of control:

　　When the Mu Yu was sleeping, the general ghost was studying;

　　When Mu Yu woke up, the general ghost was still studying;

　　Before Mu Yu went to work, General Ghost was studying;

　　After Mu Yu got off work, he was still studying!

On the third day, he successfully finished his Pinyin lessons and began to formally learn Chinese characters.

　　The appearance and pronunciation of small seal characters are very different from modern Chinese characters, but they have the same origin. After mastering the rules, General Ghost's progress began to advance by leaps and bounds.

　　There is no doubt that he is a top student.

　　Mu Yu thought silently, if this continued, would he have to help him find a university or something in the underworld.

　　We can't hinder our children's progress.

　　He opened the shopping app and placed an order for a set of ten books titled "Early Childhood Enlightenment Reading Materials" with an expressionless face.

　　They are all fables, with Chinese characters below and pinyin above.

　　Thirty-eight dollars and eighty cents, free shipping, a cheap and large bowl.

The customer service was quite responsible and sent a message specifically asking: "Dear, please confirm, this is for preschool children, how old is your baby?"

　　Mu yu glanced at the almost two thousand year old baby and said, "Ship it."

　　I guess it will be useful in a few days.

　　*******

　　Ever since Zhang Chang helped him last time, Xu You started helping him with traffic control as a way of expressing his gratitude.

　　A group of new ghosts from traffic accidents have just arrived in this Tiandi Palace. There are men, women, young and old. They can't accept that they are dead at all. They cry loudly and the scene is in chaos.

　　Zhang Chang and Xu You were both very busy, and the two seniors were also overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Wuchang sent more people in time. A group of people in white uniforms floated over, hooked the new ghost with an iron chain, and took him away directly.

　　Xu You couldn't help but sigh, "Look, there's still a child."

　　Zhang Chang laughed and said, you are also a child in the eyes of others.

　　As we were chatting casually, we saw a thin white figure wearing a tall hat coming from the distance. On the hat were four big words "Make Money at First Sight" written on it.

　　He was smiling all the way, but the ghosts he met along the way were all very respectful to him.

　　Zhang Chang took one look and hurriedly pulled Xu You aside, then bowed and greeted him, "Seventh Master."

　　The one who came was Xie Bian, the White Ghost. Since he was the seventh under the City God, everyone called him "Seventh Master".

　　Strictly speaking, the Black and White Impermanence are more like an organization. White Impermanence Xie Bian and Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu each have subordinates who are responsible for the specific soul-guiding work in different places.

　　The group of White Ghosts just now were brought by Xie Bian.

　　It is said that Xie Bian was famous for his good temper, but Zhang Chang did not dare to take it seriously at all.

Because on the day he came down, he saw with his own eyes that the other party tore a troublemaker ghost into pieces and threw them into the frying pan.

　　I was smiling like that at that time.

　　"Yeah." Xie Bian nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he said, "Are you going to the world of the living?"

　　Zhang Chang answered honestly, "Yes, I had some unfulfilled wishes, so I asked for leave before leaving."

　　Xie Bian started laughing again and simply squatted down in front of him, her ink-black long hair swinging like a swing.

　　"Don't be afraid. I'm not like you, Mr. Eight, who likes to fight and kill at every turn."

　　Zhang Chang thought to himself, yes, you don't fight and kill, but you throw ghosts into the oil pan...

　　Xie Bian glanced back over his shoulder and made eye contact with the peeping Xu You, and smiled even more happily.

　　Xu You was a little shy, thinking to herself, this damn ghost is so good looking...

　　Otherwise, take another look...

　　Xie Bian let her watch and chuckled a few times, which made Xu You feel embarrassed.

　　He put his hands behind his back and asked in a very friendly manner: "What did you encounter when you went up there?"

　　He was so close to her that Xu You didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Chang then told the story.

　　Xie Bian listened carefully, pondered for a moment, and suddenly pinched Zhang Chang's shoulder gently, then raised his hand to touch Xu You's head, and said with a smile: "Come on, go play."

　　After saying that, he stood up and walked away leisurely.

　　The white robe had been rubbing against the ground for who knows how long, but it was not stained with a speck of dust.

　　Zhang Chang watched him leave and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Xu You breathe an even bigger sigh of relief behind him.

　　Actually, ghosts don't need to breathe, but it's hard for new ghosts to break this habit in a short time.

　　He laughed and joked, "Is it so beautiful? You're so nervous."

　　He was about to remind them not to be fooled by their appearance, but he saw Xu You touching the spot on his head that had just been patted, and said meaningfully: "The more handsome the male ghost, the more likely he is to deceive people."

　　The more perfect the personality is, the greater the chance of collapse. Just watch from a distance.

　　An old fan.

She was nervous, not because she was nervous about being "favored", but because she felt that the other person might not be as friendly and harmless as he appeared.

　　Zhang Chang was amused. "You are quite principled. Aren't you afraid of being cheated by me?"

　　Xu You also smiled, and his smile was very sincere, "How could that be possible? Brother, you look like a very honest person."

　　Zhang Chang: "…"

　　It's a bit heartbreaking.