I became popular after inheriting the Yo-kai Curio Shop

The young man was dyed with grandma's ashes. He sat on the ground and rubbed his wrists. Now his whole arm was numb. When the young man got up, he was frightened and annoyed: "Bah! What a bad luck!"

Not long after he stopped, several policemen ran over panting, and started shouting from a long distance: "Don't move!"

A young man with a knife appeared in the crowded square, which frightened many people.As early as when the young man was dragged out of the house by Tu Long, passers-by called the police.

You Xingyue was about to pick up Tulong, when he heard the sound, he held Shi Wuyan's wrist with his backhand, and at the same time signaled Qi Zhiyu not to move.

The policeman was armed with a baton and pepper spray, and when he ran closer, he found the kitchen knife lying on the ground. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw the sharp Tang knife in Qi Zhiyu's hand.

The policeman brought it up again in one breath: "That kid! What's in your hand?!"

Such a long knife is properly controlled, how dare you bring it out? !

Qi Zhiyu was so frightened that she quickly put the knife back into its sheath.

You Xingyue quickly explained: "Comrade police, it is a prop knife used in martial arts performances."

The policeman slowly relieved the breath he had held for a long time, and put down his hands on his waist: "That's good, that's good."

In the nearby square, in addition to performing square dances, there are also a group of old men and women practicing Tai Chi and practicing swords. It is quite normal to play knives... I guess.

The police looked at the four young men: "Just now we received a call to the police, saying that there was a young man running wildly with a knife. Who is it?"

You Xingyue motioned to the young man on the ground: "It's him."

He glanced at Tu Long sadly: What kind of trouble is this going to be?How do you want this guy to explain?Said I was cooking at home, and then my knife suddenly went crazy and dragged me out?

What's even worse is that Tu Long and the young man will have to go to the police station next time. How can he buy Tu Long?

The more You Xing thought about it, the more he got a headache. He picked up his phone, apologized to the audience in the live broadcast room, and ended the live broadcast.

The policeman picked up Tulong and found that there was a Tai Chi sword on the ground. He also picked it up and asked, "What's going on?"

You Xingyue raised his forehead, and Qi Zhiyu also silently bowed his head.

Bu Liu Ke covered his face: This child is so pitiful, Chun Chun was implicated by Dragon Slaying.

Two people who have seen through the essence are clear that there is no such thing as a man with a knife, but a knife spirit who has become a spirit and started to go crazy, dragging an ordinary person who doesn't understand anything.

A brave passer-by stood out with his chest out: "Comrade policeman! When the three brothers were broadcasting live, he suddenly rushed in with a kitchen knife and went directly at the brother wearing glasses. Without him, there might be a murder case!"

Qi Zhiyu buried his head even lower: "..."

You Xingyue: "..."

It's not that serious.

Tu Long defended: "Hey, boss, I'm not Qi Zhiyu's kind of idiot knife spirit who has been buried in the soil for hundreds of years. I'm really not cheating on him."

You Xing became a little more interested: What, there is still something hidden?

Tu Long seemed a little uncomfortable: "What did you say, this kid is quite rebellious. When this matter is resolved, I will go with you, the boss."

When the policeman heard this, he immediately felt that Grandma Hui was suspected of seeking revenge by taking a knife to the street: "Go! Come with us to the police station!"

Shi Wuyan was completely unaffected by them, and he returned the Tai Chi Sword to the original owner.

The three of You Xingyue followed the police to the police station, during which Tu Long explained the inside story:

"The surname of this family is Jiang, and my ancestors were the imperial cooks. I was originally a knife in the imperial kitchen. After a long time, I developed wisdom. Old Jiang is a good cook, and the emperor likes it very much. After returning home, the emperor gave me to him. Old Jiang returned home. After that, he opened a restaurant in the township, and often distributed some things to the poor who had no way out."

"It's a pity that the younger generations are not up to date. Old Jiang originally had a great-granddaughter who was very talented, but she was ruined because she passed it on to her son and not to her daughter. In this generation, she is an ordinary cook."

"This kid is an asshole," Tu Long snorted coldly, "It's fine if you don't have any skills, and you steal money from the family. His father taught him to cook, so he learned a craft at least, but the two of them quarreled in the kitchen. This kid actually Take me and wave it at his dad!"

Tu Long became more and more angry, and the gold inlaid on the handle of the knife quickly flashed a trace of anger: "I have killed chickens, ducks, fish and geese in the palace for hundreds of years, can I bear this anger? I couldn't hold it back then, got up Give him a sharp cut! I have kept the honest knife in his house for hundreds of years, and I have been holding it in for too long!"

Tu Long is younger than Qi Zhiyu, and his cultivation is also a little weaker, far from being able to transform into form.But Tulong is much stronger than the ordinary small weapon spirit - he can make his own body move freely.

All the way to the police station, Grandma Hui kept shouting:

"I don't have a knife!"

"The knife kidnapped me!"

"It's a knife!"

"I'm a stand-in!"

You Xingyue: "..."

Qi Zhiyu: "..."

The policeman was speechless: "Is your child mentally abnormal?"

After tossing all the way in the car, they finally arrived at the police station.

Taking to the streets with controlled knives and causing panic to a certain extent is a big deal, so the police had already contacted Grandma Hui's father while on the road.

When You Xingyue and others arrived at the police station, Grandma Hui's father was waiting at the police station.

Grandma is in her early twenties, and my father is nearly fifty, with gray hair. Although his hands are clean, they are rough, scarred, and full of calluses. They are rubbing their hands uneasily and walking around the police station.

Tu Long said with emotion: "He doesn't have any talent either. He worked as a boss in a big hotel for more than ten years, but he couldn't be a chef for the rest of his life. My wife can't stand it and divorced him, and my son is used to being called grandma."

Bu Liu Ke grabbed You Xingyue's sleeve, and looked at You Xingyue worriedly: Xing Yue is very soft-hearted, will he be sad to hear this kind of thing?

You Xingyue smiled by lowering his head to adjust his glasses, but didn't say anything.

Several people were called into the mediation room by the police.

The police briefly summarized the scene of Grandma Hui running wildly with a knife, and then being subdued by Shi Wuyan.

Grandma Hui's father was in a complicated mood, he looked at You Xingyue in awe: "Hi, hello."

You Xing nodded politely.

Grandma Hui had the expression of seeing a ghost all the way. When she saw her own father, she couldn't care less about the previous quarrel, and held his hand with tears in her eyes: "Dad! There is really something wrong with the knife! You are at home I also saw it, it was obvious that the knife suddenly came up and cut me!"

Grandma Hui's father saw with his own eyes how the treasured sword handed down in his family violently slashed at people. He patted his son on the shoulder reassuringly: "Okay, okay, I know all about it."

The father didn't say anything about the son pointing the knife at him.

The police were entangled all the way, seeing that Grandma Hui still insisted on killing people with a knife, but Grandma Hui was firm and insisted that she was just a stand-in messenger.

The more You Xing knew the actual situation, Grandma Hui had no ill intentions towards them, it was Tu Long who made such a big commotion purely to punish Grandma Hui for being out of tune.

The police could only say to Grandma Hui's father: "Your son seems to be a little mentally disturbed. You have to take him to see a doctor and keep him under strict supervision. If it wasn't for the three of them being capable today, if they were really hacked Come on, do you still want to live with your family?"

In the eyes of the police, Grandma Hui really has some brain problems. The tricky thing is that even if she is mentally ill and kills someone, she may not be able to be sentenced, so she can only warn the guardian.

You Xingyue expressed his understanding: "Comrade policeman, we didn't suffer any harm anyway. As for this...little comrade."

Grandma Hui was startled: "What are you doing?!"

You Xing leaned on the back of the chair, smiled slightly, and the light streamed through the lens, giving the eyes a cold and sharp texture: "If you want to be unnoticed, you have to do nothing, I hope you will change your ways after you go back, and get along with your father well, don't Do something out of the ordinary."

You Xing sat up straight and nodded Tulong: "You have to remember him."

Grandma Hui recalled how anxious her father was when she was being chased and hacked by a kitchen knife, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red - clearly, clearly, a few minutes ago, she slapped the table and yelled at him, and gestured at her father with a knife, but At the most critical moment, the one who is willing to sacrifice his life to care for and believe in himself is his father.

Grandma was sitting on the chair, and she seemed to be much shorter. He wiped his eyes and nodded silently.

Grandma complained about his father crying and laughing. He didn't expect his son's attitude to soften a bit after this farce.

The policeman was also very relieved to see this scene, and he said firmly: "Mr. Jiang, you must take the child to see a doctor, and live a good life in the future."

Grandma Hui: "..."

So the knife really kidnapped me!

He opened his mouth, saw the kitchen knife on the table, and closed his mouth again.

After the adjustment was over, You Xingyue and the others came out of the police station, and he called Grandma Hui's father: "Mr. Jiang."

You Xingyue smiled and said, "Can I have a business deal with you?"

Jiang Huai hesitated. He looked at the kitchen knife in his hand. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I know you. You are the owner of the antique shop on Nanbei Street. Do you want this kitchen knife?"

You Xingyue was a little bit surprised. This heir to the royal chef didn't seem to have any plans to sell the dragon. He had seen the stance of the dragon chasing after his son, wasn't he afraid?

Holding the kitchen knife, Jiang Huai struggled for a long time: "Actually, this is a treasured knife handed down from my family. It was an old gift from the emperor when my ancestors were royal cooks. The recipes handed down from our ancestors said that this knife is very powerful. Let us be good at it from generation to generation. Maintenance. The dishes made with this knife taste better than other knives.”

Tu Long boasted: "Back in the day, I was the best knife in the entire imperial kitchen. I can also slash with Qi Zhiyu. It is said that no matter how skilled you are, you will be afraid of kitchen knives."

Qi Zhiyu: "..."

Who wants to chop with a kitchen knife.

You Xingyue said "hmm": "I know. Do you think you are willing to pay? We can offer a more suitable price if we don't keep customers."

Jiang Huai fell into silence again, and You Xing waited patiently.

But Tu Long has a violent temper, he couldn't hold it any longer, he swayed in Jiang Huai's arms, thinking about killing people.

Tu Long couldn't help shouting: "Don't let him sell it! I will pack up my belongings tonight and leave no guests!"

Still want to sell me?I will directly let you kid not earn a penny!

When Tulong flickered, Jiang Huai jumped three feet high in fright. Afraid that Tulong would attack him violently, Jiang Huai stuffed Tulong into You Xingyue's hand: "No, no, no, don't sell it! You and our family heirloom sword If you are destined, we will send you off!"

As he spoke, Jiang Huai grabbed his bewildered son and ran towards home.

You Xingyue was holding Tulong, feeling a little tired. He was about to speak when he suddenly felt something, and he and Bu Liuke looked back together——

At that moment, Jiang Huai and his son flashed a thread of strength.

But when You Xing felt it more carefully, that power disappeared again.

Strange, this is not his thread, this city... isn't there a second person in this world who knows how to use a thread?

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The author has something to say:

A new cutie is coming~

small theater:

About why it is called Dragon Slaying: kill [-] carps and [-] eels a day, and call yourself the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Dunzi: responsible for cutting vegetables.