Humming a small tune, Mo Yu walked comfortably, aiming at the good food store at the intersection in front of him.

Prices in Japan are not cheap, and even the average middle-class family can't afford to go to a restaurant, so he has to start learning to cook for himself.

[Do you buy canned herring today, or do you buy fried small cuttlefish?] 】

At the moment when Mo Yu's feet were about to enter the door of the food store, an unfamiliar force came from behind him.

Mo Yu turned his head to see that a man in a gray T-shirt was tugging at his shirt and pulling himself to the side.

[Hey, hey, isn't it? Did you encounter a robbery? 】

Mo Yu stared at the young man holding a newspaper holder in a daze.

The young man had messy yellow hair, bloodshot eyes, and blue bruises under his eyes, and obviously hadn't slept well for a long time. From afar, it looks like a panda. With a figure of only one meter four or five, in front of Mo Yu's height of one meter seven, he looks like a dwarf. The two arms are thin and small, and at first glance I thought it was the tiger hero Wu Erlang -- his brother Wu Dalang was resurrected.

Just this brother, this looks, this physique, also came out to be a robber -- this is simply lowering the average quality of the robber world!

[In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, robbed on the street, what is the king's law for? ] 】

Just as he was about to shout righteously, Mo Yu heard the young man's low voice.

"This brother, do you want a knife?"

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and a fine light flashed in his eyes - what a familiar scene, what a nostalgic tone

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of a lot, a lot -- once upon a time, he was also a good boy with a pure heart, when the sky was blue, the water was green, and people's hearts were pure. On the way home from school one night, a young man with the same expression quietly asked himself, "Brother, do you want a piece?" And so a whole new world opened up to him, and the female artists of both virtue and art led him on the path to becoming a magician.

Seeing that Mo Yu didn't react for a long time, the young man repeated in a low voice again,

"Dude, do you want a knife?"

I thought to myself that if this person was not interested, I would just change to the next one.

"Yes, of course."

Mo Yu also lowered his voice and replied, "I just don't know how the goods are?" ”

The young man looked at the people around him vigilantly, then let go of the hand that was tightly tugging on Mo Yu's sleeve, first pointed his index finger at Mo Yu, and then stretched out his thumb to compare with the alley behind him, Mo Yu nodded after looking at it, and the young man nervously swept the passing crowd, and found that no one looked at them, and walked towards the alley behind the food store one after another.

Coming to the destination, before Mo Yu could speak, the young man quietly took out a box from behind the pile of waste cartons, and presented a katana with a strong historical style in front of Mo Yu.

As soon as the knife was in his hands, Mo Yu only felt a sinking in his hand.

"Good guys, definitely more than 1000g."

From the outside, it is a typical katana, with a wooden scabbard that has partially decayed with age. When you pull it out, the blade, which should be bright, is faintly glowing with a gray color, which is a protective layer formed by the oxidation of the blade in long-term contact with air.

From the scientific name, this knife should be regarded as a Juhe knife, but Mo Yu, who is a weapon, doesn't know about it at all. He just felt that the knife was cool and stylish to hold.

"How much?"

Mo Yu asked the price casually, but he had already given up hope in his heart.

Although he is a novice weapon, he still has some understanding of the market price of handicrafts.

A good Japanese sword costs more than 12 million yen. This one in my hand may not be worth that much, but you can still have a few million yen.

"100,000 yen."

"You say it again?"

Mo Yu wondered if his ears had heard phantom sounds. But the young man mistakenly thought that Mo Yu was disgusted with the high price.

"Or, 50,000 yen?"

The young man gritted his teeth and bled profusely.

"50,000?"

Mo Yu was shocked by the new low price.

50,000 yen, which is really the same as picking it up for nothing.

Seeing the young man's expression, Mo Yu already understood that this knife must have come from the wrong way, but what did it have to do with him whether it came from the right way or not? It's a big deal to buy it back and just play cosplay.,It's good to hide it in peacetime.。

So, Mo Yu bought a katana that came from the wrong way at the price of 5W yen.

"We're ordinary people, we're so happy today—"

When Mo Yu hummed a happy tune and went home to try the knife, the young man who sold the knife was ecstatic.

"Hahahaha, it's finally gone, that haunted katana, it's finally gone,"

After laughing, the young man burst into tears again.

"I can finally get a good night's sleep~"

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That night, Mo Yu's room-

"Wow~ It's really a good knife, it's really sharp!"

After testing, this knife is worthy of the 5W yen spent on the ink feather, and it can easily cut through 10 layers of copy paper.

"Hey~ Sword swinging pose! Off the sword pose! Sword-breaking pose! Sword Style! Falling Sword Pose! Sword Interception Pose! Frustration sword pose! Flat sword pose! Wave Sword Pose! Look at me killing all the enemies and traitors, defeating all the heroes and heroes, and fighting the invincible opponents all over the world~ I am the only one who is proud ~~! ”

Mo Yu held the Juhe knife in his hand, and only felt a wave of pride surging into his heart, waving against the impulse in his heart.

In other words, using a Japanese sword to make Dugu Jiujian really a big husband?

After a while, Mo Yu also discovered this problem, and his current appearance was indeed a bit nondescript.

"In that case, then—"

"Look at my Flying Sword Stream's secret mysteries, the nine-headed dragon flash - I slash - oops, no, my window-"

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When night falls, the moon shines a gentle silver light on the earth, and the whole world is dyed in dreamy colors.

In the middle of the night, Mo Yu suddenly woke up in his sleep.

"What's going on?"

Listening closely, Mo Yu found that the source of the sound was outside the house.

"Is there a thief?"

Mo Yu wanted to take the newly bought katana to strengthen his courage, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't remember where the knife was thrown for a while, so he had no choice but to take a baseball bat to make a living, and tiptoed to the source of the sound.

Through the cat's eye, a vague figure can be faintly seen, standing outside the house.

"Standing in front of someone's house in the middle of the night is either a pervert or a thief."

Mo Yu didn't want to clash head-on, so he turned on the light in the hallway from inside the house. This trick was learned from TV, and the thief generally realized that the owner had discovered him, and it was impossible to succeed in stealing, and he could be caught at any time, and most of them would leave on their own.

Sure enough, when the lights in the hallway were turned on, and when I looked out of the cat's eye, the vague figure had disappeared.

"Finish up, continue to sleep, sleepy."

Mo Yu yawned and was about to go back to his room to sleep, but found that there was an additional figure looking out the window next to the bed that he had just gotten up.

[The thief of this year is too powerful! ] Although I don't want to conflict with you, you forced me. 】

"Hey!"

Mo Yu quietly crawled behind the "thief" and smashed the baseball bat into the head with all his strength.

Turn around, draw your sword, and slash —

A silver glint flashed in front of him. The baseball bat in his hand was cut in half by a powerful force, Mo Yu subconsciously turned his head, although he dodged the attack, but also paid the price, and a third of the flowing bangs turned into history.

"Good reflexes. But if you dare to attack a samurai with this ability, your Excellency will be too bold. ”

The calm and powerful voice came from the meditated figure in front of him.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"As you can see, there is a samurai named Ida Iryu."

Shocked by the amazing knife, Mo Yu's brain was a little confused, and when he heard this, he complained without thinking.

"You say you're Jinglong Ida, so I'm still a scarlet village?"

"It's true that Ida Jinglong is in the bottom, but you definitely can't be Scarlet Village Drawing Daozhai. The title of Drawing a Sword has always been only awarded to executioners who kill like numbness, and there is not the slightest trace of blood on your body. ”

The man pointed out the loopholes in Mo Yu's words.

Mo Yu slowly observed the person in front of him.

This is a man in his 30s, although his face is not handsome, but he has a tough guy style. On his head is a classic small radish hairstyle, dressed in a sackcloth samurai costume that has been seen in this era, with a katana hanging from his waist and clogs on his feet. Dressed as an ancient samurai.

"Eh, this knife isn't—"

Mo Yu's eyes are sharp, why is this knife on Jinglong's waist so familiar, isn't this the one he bought? He just opened his mouth to say something, but he saw Ida Jinglong's right hand holding the knife, and immediately closed it with interest.

The samurai pay attention to "the sword is in the human sword, and the sword is dead", and Mo Yu still has this common sense.

The madman in front of him, who claims to be a samurai, has very strong skills, and if he opens his mouth rashly, it is more likely that he will be hacked to death by him than if he succeeds in begging for a knife.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Samurai, it's really against the etiquette of a samurai to break into someone's house in the middle of the night."

[Okay, if you say you're a samurai, I'll treat you as a samurai, and I'm not good at martial arts. 】

Although Mo Yu has never studied bushido, he watched a cartoon called "Armor" when he was a child, in which the owner of the light wheel armor is a samurai who pays attention to etiquette, thanks to his blessing, he knows some common sense.

"That's really rude."

Jing Tian Jinglong bowed to Mo Yu, "For some special reasons, I'm sorry that I entered your mansion without you knowing. ”

Idada's move made Mo Yu's mind active, [Bushido really works! 】

While he was thinking about how to use bushido to get the knife back from the other party's hand, Ida suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Mo Yu.

[So sensitive? I'm just thinking about it, it's not a fact yet, you can't use this as an excuse to cut me! 】

Mo Yu screamed in his heart that he was wronged, and rolled sideways to dodge.

"Be careful!"

Jing Tian did not continue to pursue Mo Yu, but cautiously blocked in front of Mo Yu, staring out the window.

Following Jing Tian's gaze, Mo Yu was shocked to find that outside the window, a grimace the size of a door panel floated out of thin air, looking extremely hideous under the moonlight.