I became popular after inheriting the Yo-kai Curio Shop

Yingjiang City, North and South Streets

At the beginning of June, the sky had just turned pale, and there were only a few scattered people on the street.

You Xingyue dragged a large suitcase and walked for ten minutes before finally stopping in front of a store.

The store's house number is No. 137, North and South Street. It has not been open for many years, and the chain locks are covered with a layer of rust. The strange thing is that there is not much dust on the glass door.

You Xingyue looked at the house number to make sure he had gone the right way, and was about to take out the key to open the door when a middle-aged woman walked out from No. 136 next door and looked at You Xingyue in surprise.

The woman was nearly fifty years old, her face was pale, and she looked a little weak. She asked, "You rented this shop?"

You Xingyue's gaze skipped between the woman's eyebrows. The woman's heaven is full, and it can be seen that she is a kind person who has accumulated good fortune and virtue, but there is a gloomy black light around her eyebrows. The whole person is angry and weak. If you don't deal with it as soon as possible, Women will soon be seriously ill.

You Xing looked away, and replied without changing his face: "It was adopted by relatives."

You Xingyue just graduated from university, half a month ago a distant relative died of illness and had no children, so the shop was transferred to You Xingyue.

Because You Xingyue accepted the gift, he had to bear the medical expenses owed by distant relatives. You Xingyue used his savings to repay all the debts, leaving only a little living expenses. Because he had graduated and could no longer live in the dormitory, You Xingyue simply Move to the shop to live.

But they are relatives, but they are actually sponsors who are not related by blood.The tuition and living expenses of You Xingyue High School were all provided by the other party. Later, the sponsor got sick and cut off the funding.

Sensing that the woman's expression was a little nervous, You Xingyue asked considerately: "It's sunny outside, so Auntie came in to talk?"

You Xingyue wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, his brows are half hidden behind the lenses, his eyes are indescribably calm and peaceful, and his facial features are extraordinarily clear, as long as he smiles slightly, his eyes will bring a smile, just like the lazy spring breeze He made a roll on the person.

The woman relaxed, and quickly waved her hands, "I won't go in."

She was hesitant at first, but this young man was considerate and gentle, and she immediately became more fond of her, and reminded: "Your store is a bit evil, you should ask someone to do the rituals before opening. Someone went in to do business before, not to mention losing money and getting sick." .”

You Xingyue didn't expect that the other party came to remind him, his eyes softened: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of those."

The woman waved her hands again and again: "You have to be afraid! You young people are too courageous! Listen to auntie, auntie eats more salt than you eat! This store can't be used..."

After listening to the woman's advice with a smile, You Xing suddenly said, "Auntie, may I ask, has anyone in your family passed away recently?"

The woman's endless persuasion came to an abrupt end, and she was extremely surprised: "How do you know?! It's my father-in-law, who passed away a few days ago."

You Xingyue reached out and lightly brushed the woman's left shoulder.

The woman only felt that the fatigue and soreness of the past few days suddenly disappeared, and the woman couldn't see anything, but in You Xingyue's eyes, the sluggish flame on the woman's left shoulder jumped happily again.

According to folklore, people have three fires, one on the top of the head and one on the left and right shoulders. The fire on the left shoulder of a woman is weak and beats frequently. It can be seen at a glance that it has not recovered after being frightened.

With just a light swipe, the woman's shoulders that had been heavy for days suddenly relaxed.

The woman looked at You Xingyue's gentle and youthful face in disbelief, - this young man looked as old as her own son?He is actually a person with real skills!

The woman immediately changed her words: "Master! What's wrong with me?!"

You Xingyue twisted his fingers, and said with a smile: "there are old rules among the people, you can't turn back when you go out for a funeral, did auntie not abide by it? On the way back, auntie must have had a lot of nightmares in the past few days, and she has to come out to bask in the sun in the morning .”

The woman was taken aback, she didn't expect You Xingyue to even guess when she turned back on the way to the funeral.

She thanked her again and again: "Thank you, master! I will bask in the sun these few days."

You Xing smiled lightly, and unlocked the door of No. 137.

The woman didn't stop You Xingyue this time.

You Xingyue said: "Auntie, go ahead, I'll go in first."

The woman happily turned around and went back to the store next door. The husband who was moving the furniture raised his head and asked, "Did you tell that young man? Does he believe it?"

The woman gave her husband a blank look: "I told you, he is a capable person! I could tell at a glance that someone had left the house a few days ago, and she reached out and patted my shoulder, and I felt my bones were light!"

The woman looked in the mirror: "Does my face look better?"

The husband laughed and said: "You are acting psychologically. You said that such a beautiful young man is like a master... Huh? It seems to be better."

He leaned over, and his wife's dark and yellow complexion had really improved a little these days, and after going out for a trip, she felt a little bit more refreshed, not sickly anymore!

The husband was shocked: It seems that I really met a master!

He scratched his head. Despite this, he still had doubts about the master in his heart, but he still held a glimmer of hope and asked, "Why don't we go visit? Maybe we can really help you look after him."

Inside 137

You Xingyue closed the glass door behind him and creaked in the empty storefront.

It was obviously hot summer outside, but the temperature inside No. 137 was shiveringly low, and there was still a rusty vapor in the air.

"Woooooo-"

Deep cries hovered inside No. 137, and the dark wind lifted the curtains, but no light leaked in.A piece of dust cloth suddenly flew into the air, taking on the shape of a human!

Bai Bu said gloomyly: "How courageous, dare to come to occupy the house of the master!"

The dust-proof cloth fell off with a splash, revealing countless strands of black hair, tightly wrapping a ghost figure as tall as a person.

It was wrapped in black hair, and the black hair exploded on the wall to reflect a black shadow with fangs and claws, and several strands of hair curled towards You Xingyue!

You Xing was stunned for a moment, the black hair came so fast that he almost didn't see it clearly.

Behind the black hair, the ghostly green eyes are staring at You Xingyue: this tall, white boy will soon roll out of the shop like other shopkeepers, crying and shouting——

You Xingyue sighed, put down the suitcase, but he didn't see any movement, and the hair suddenly stopped before touching You Xingyue——

A dozen slender red threads grew out of whiteness in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he tied his fangs and claws into two braids.

Ghost Shadow: "??"

It ran rampant on the North and South Streets, and had never been insulted like this!

What a shame!What a shame!

You Xingyue rested his fingers on the red line, and apologized politely: "I'm sorry, I can't see well with myopia, so I had to be rough with you."

Just when Ghosting was about to threaten with harsh words, he noticed the red thread tied around his body, and suddenly remembered a gossip circulating in Yingjiang City——

There is a strange celestial master in Yingjiang City. He has no spiritual power, can't see monsters, and can't even distinguish monsters from people. He can use a kind of bright red thread, which is more powerful than Taoist magic tools.

What does Tianshi look like?

Wearing thin-rimmed glasses, she is more beautiful than the stars on TV.

The ghost was frightened and frightened: how could he provoke such a character!

The red thread is as thin as a spider's thread, which is easily overlooked by the naked eye. It is so fragile that it seems to break at the touch, but it is actually stronger than steel wire, and it easily binds the crazy black hair into a bunch.No matter how the black hair struggles, the red thread always binds the black hair tightly.

The more nearsighted You Xing was, he took a few steps closer to find that the body of the black hair was a humanoid object, and his whole body was wrapped in black hair.

You Xingyue snapped his fingers, and the red thread lifted his hair completely, revealing the ghost's true face—this is a middle-aged male ghost about thirty years old, with two mustaches and bunts from the Republic of China period.

The male ghost rolled his eyes and knew that he had kicked the iron board. He immediately changed his face and said flatteringly, "Master! Your lord has a lot, please forgive me. I just stay here and have never harmed anyone!"

You Xingyue: "It's true that you haven't harmed anyone, but you've been dead for so long, and your yin energy is much heavier than that of ordinary dead souls. Staying in one place for a long time will inevitably affect the fortunes of the surrounding stores. Moreover, the North and South Streets are large commercial Street, the anger of the living is heavy, and it is not good for you."

The hostess of the shop next door was originally a bit lighter, so it's hard to say if she was also influenced by the male ghost.

This kind of ghost who wanders in the mortal world and refuses to practice hard will eventually become a child of bad luck because of too much yin and bad luck, and whoever suffers will be unlucky.

The male ghost moaned and said: "The little one knows. But the little one..."

You Xingyue glanced at him with great interest: "You are still here, do you want me to send you to hell right now?"

The male ghost immediately huddled into a ball: "No, no, little one, get lost!"

It was still dark outside, the male ghost wrapped himself in black hair twice, and physically got out of No. 137.

When the male ghost rolled to the door, he hit the door frame and dropped a key.You Xingyue picked it up and didn't say a word. The male ghost was afraid that You Xingyue would send him to hell immediately, and disappeared into the air with a scream.

You Xingyue: "...that's all."

You Xingyue picked up the keys, which were spare keys for a bunch of store doors.

After smoothing over the male ghost, You Xing let out a sigh of relief. He thought he could take a good rest for a while, but then he heard a soft boy's voice from inside No. 137, with grievances in his weakness:

"Why did you come here? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

You Xingyue narrowed his eyes slightly behind the lenses, and the faint smile disappeared from the corners of his lips.

There must be no second person in the store, and the one who spoke must be a goblin.

The child's voice lingered inside No. 137. You Xingyue couldn't find the source of the voice for a moment. He turned his head, and the lens cast a thin layer of chill on his eyes. He asked, "Who else is here?"

He obviously didn't feel any other Yin Qi.

"It's me," the voice became visibly anxious, "I don't keep customers, this is the store!"

You Xingyue: "..."

There is a sense of embarrassment in renting a house only to find out that you have roommates.

But the house belongs to someone else after all, You Xingyue said: "My name is You Xingyue, I inherited this shop from a relative, can I stay here temporarily?"

"I know, I came here to find you."

There was a faint light in the dark of No. 137, and the light disappeared after a while, and a small figure stepped out. It looked like a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing an old double-breasted blouse, and his hair was tied into two small buns.

He is like a weak wandering soul, but there is no yin energy on his body. His translucent body seems to disappear into the air at any time.

You Xing became more puzzled: "Are you looking for me specifically?"

Bu Liu Ke walked over slowly, stood in front of You Xingyue, raised his head: "You owe me one hundred thousand, and you agreed to pay me back.

You Xing raised his eyebrows more, he didn't believe it: "I owe you one hundred thousand?"

You Xingyue doesn't have the habit of spending ahead of time, and will never be in debt outside, not to mention how could he owe a debt to a... non-human being?There are online loans these days, so it’s not like there are demon loans, right?

You Xingyue squatted down, put his arms on his knees and looked at Buliuke at the same level, and asked in a good-tempered manner: "Are you mistaken?"

"No!" Buliuke's voice was clear and eager, and he took out an IOU from his pocket, "Look, IOU!"

The IOU is old and yellowed, and it can be seen that it is old paper, but it is well preserved and the corners are flat.

You Xingyue opened the IOU, and saw that it read:

I borrowed 22 from Buliuke, and I will repay it in my next life (Bu Yigua, named You Xingyue, male, born on the fourth day of June, and saw Buliuke at the age of [-]).

You Xingyue: "..."

Indeed, his name is You Xingyue, his birthday is the fourth day of June, and he is 22 years old this year.

That's great, I paid an IOU in my previous life, so I don't even care about my last name in this life.

what is this?I cheat myself? !

You Xingyue held the IOU and didn't speak for a while.

Bu Liu Ke thought that You Xingyue was going to repent, so he anxiously grabbed You Xingyue's sleeve: "If you don't pay me back, I will disappear soon."

Bu Liuke's body is translucent, and if it continues to weaken, it will disappear in a few years.

You Xingyue's heart softened, and he smiled helplessly: "Of course I want to pay you back, but the amount is relatively large. I'm thinking how to pay it back as soon as possible."

Although he is half a celestial master, he is not well-known, and he only drives out some ghosts and monsters that entangle him on weekdays. If he wants to make money with the ability of a celestial master, it may take several years to become famous.

What's more, he can catch ghosts, but he is not proficient in feng shui to read astrology. Naturally, he does not have as many contacts as a feng shui master.

Not leaving any customers suddenly cheered up: "Selling antiques!"

The interior space of No. 137 is extremely spacious, and there are five large Bogu racks. Calligraphy and painting scrolls, gold, silver and jade wares are displayed on these expensive Bogu racks of huanghuali.

Obviously, these are the antiques on the shelf.

You Xingyue doesn't know much about antiques, but he can feel that these objects exude the atmosphere of history and time.

You Xingyue lowered his head and asked: "Is it enough if I sell antiques for you? Well... then as long as I can sell one, I can pay back a hundred thousand."

"No!" Bu Liuke shook his head vigorously, "Every time you sell one, you only pay me back a thread! What you owe is not money, but thread."

Bu Liu Ke thought for a while: "After you reincarnated, you forgot what happened before, right? Thread is the connection between living beings. It can be a contract or a cause and effect. When we give an antique to a human or other living beings, it is You can get a thread. Those threads in your body are already completely your own, and you can’t give them to me.”

You Xing fell into silence.

Bu Liu Ke looked up at You Xingyue and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

You Xingyue's expression and tone were very detached: "It's nothing, it just feels like life has nothing to do."

That is to say, he owed a hundred thousand business to No Customer, not to mention this life, he might not be able to pay it in the next life.

You Xingyue returned the IOU to the guest, and there was a knock on the door behind him.

You Xing opened the door more, and the aunt I met just now was standing at the door.

Auntie showed a nervous smile: "Master."