The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

This is an antique shop that looks old.

The two hadn't even entered the room yet.

A loud, complaining voice came from inside the house first.

"Oh dear, Chenglong! How many times have I told you, coffee needs sugar! And one more thing, is it trying to scald me to death with this hot coffee? And one more thing..."

Xin Hengyuan paused, and upon hearing that familiar catchphrase, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Wait, this script isn't right, is it? Don't tell me there's something from "Jackie Chan Adventures" mixed in here?

Isn't that cartoon American? How come Papa's Antique Shop has opened in Japan?

Wait, I'm fighting the Holy Lord? I'm fighting the Eight Great Demons?

Will it win?

He glanced at the lintel of the shop without thinking; the signboard read "Grandma's Antique Shop" in large characters.

This...this isn't right.

Just as Xin Hengyuan was hesitating whether to go in, that powerful voice rang out again.

"There's one more thing! Chenglong, the guests have arrived, hurry up and open the door."

"Okay, Grandma." A girl with a ponytail opened the door with a helpless expression, bowed slightly to the two of them, and said, "Welcome."

The girl had a full head of black hair tied in a neat ponytail, and had a pair of resolute eyes. Her lips were slightly pursed below her small nose.

She was wearing a well-fitting orange tracksuit, with the sleeves rolled up to her forearms, revealing strong and smooth lines in her arms, clearly the result of years of martial arts training.

Before Shin Hengyuan could speak, Tomie poked half her head out from behind him, curiously scanning everything in the store.

"Please come in, both of you. The old lady is waiting for you inside."

Chenglong stepped aside to make way for them, and said to the two of them with a helpless expression.

Xinhengyuan crossed the threshold.

The shop was more spacious than he had imagined. The wooden shelves on all four walls were filled with all kinds of antiques and old objects, from blue and white porcelain to wooden masks of unknown age. The air was filled with the unique fragrance of sandalwood and old objects.

Behind the counter, in a rocking chair, a short old woman with gray hair and thick-rimmed reading glasses was holding a coffee cup, tossing sugar cubes into it while muttering to herself.

"Two pieces of sugar aren't sweet enough. These days, young people can't even brew coffee. Each generation is worse than the last."

Xinhengyuan remained silent.

I'm sharing a personalized version of "Jackie Chan Adventures".

Don't tell me there really are eight great demons!

Shin Hengyuan silently recited the code given by Fujiwara Chizuru to the old woman.

"They sell cassette tapes."

"Oh dear! Are you trying to fight with Grandma?"

Upon hearing this, the old woman reached out and gave Xin Hengyuan a hard flick on the head. "Don't you dare disrespect your grandmother."

Xin Hengyuan gasped for breath in pain.

No, how can an old lady like you have such strength?

Ouch, ouch, ouch... Fujiwara Chizuru, you tricked me!

Chenglong stood to the side, offering a sympathetic look.

Shin Hengyuan's Tomie covered her mouth, but even her mask couldn't hide her gloating sneer.

Serves you right for bullying me every day! You deserve it!

"Young man, you must have been introduced by that bastard Fujiwara Chizuru, right? Only that jerk would call me that."

The old lady stood with her hands behind her back, looking up at Xinhengyuan.

Xin Hengyuan covered his head and nodded.

"Oh dear, this is such a hassle. Tell me, what did she send you here for? And one more thing! Chenglong, are you blind? Hurry up and find a chair for the guest! And one more thing! You little girl, don't touch Grandma's antiques!"

Before she could finish speaking, the old woman's eyes sharpened instantly, locking onto Tomie, who was trying to touch the antique. She immediately assumed a fighting stance, pulled out a dried lizard from somewhere, and let out a strange cry.

"Oh no! Monsters and demons, get out of here! Orange, what's wrong with you? Why did you let a monster in?!"

"Grandma, she came with the guests."

Chenglong brought over two chairs, her tone calm yet helpless, as if she had repeated these words countless times.

"The customer hasn't even spoken yet, so please don't rush to cast your spell. Besides, isn't our business dealing with monsters all along?"

Tomie shrank behind Shin Hengyuan, looking at the old woman with fear.

Tomie hadn't been afraid of many things in her life, but the way this old woman was holding a dried lizard and chanting incantations made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

Tomie is scared.JIP

"Don't make such a fuss, old man. Don't drive our customers away again. We haven't had a single customer in almost a month. If we don't have any more customers, we'll both starve."

"Oh dear! Chenglong, you brat, this old lady isn't so confused that she can't tell the difference between a guest and a monster. I don't need you to remind me!"

The old lady slammed the dried lizard onto the counter, plopped back into her rocking chair in a huff, took a couple of gulps of coffee, and finally calmed down.

Chenglong clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Xinhengyuan, and said in a tone full of despair and helplessness.

It just felt like a living person on the verge of death.

"I'm sorry, that's just how my grandma is. She doesn't mean any harm, she just has a loud voice. You'll get used to it. Please have a seat."

Shin Hengyuan and Tomie exchanged a glance and sat down awkwardly in their chairs.

"Speak, little one, what brings you here?"

The old woman rocked in her rocking chair and asked.

"Senior, do you know the Eight-Foot Master?" Shin Hengyuan got straight to the point.

"You little rascal, you're quite polite." The old lady nodded in satisfaction, straightened up from the rocking chair, and shouted at Chenglong again.

"Chenglong! Look at him! How polite he is! And look at you! You talk back to Grandma every day. Oh dear! The world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, each generation is worse than the last."

Orange: ...

The living person is dead, do not contact.

The old woman didn't mind that Chenglong didn't reply. She pushed up her reading glasses and said, "Lord Eight-Foot? I remember he was a false god. Wasn't he sealed away by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"No, the Eight-Foot Master has recently broken the seal again. This junior couldn't bear to watch any longer and wanted to rid the little boy on that side of this scourge!"

Xin Hengyuan stood up straight, his tone upright and dignified.

"You're quite the talker, kid."

The old woman looked him up and down.

"However, you're quite young, but you've got quite the nerve. It's not good to be so arrogant at such a young age."

"What kind of young person isn't ambitious and spirited?!"

"Snapped!"

The old lady delivered a sharp flick to the head, landing precisely on Xinhengyuan's head.

"Oh dear, never argue with Grandma!"

Xin Hengyuan clutched his head, wincing in pain.

He glanced sideways at Cheng Long, who seemed completely used to it, and gave her a look of sympathy.

I've only been here a short while and this old lady has already given me quite a hard time, while Chenglong has been here for decades.

Is this a life fit for a human being?

Orange: ...

Chenglong turned her face away expressionlessly.

"Since you've made up your mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore. Chenglong, go and get that little Buddha from the warehouse. One more thing, pour me another cup of coffee. Didn't you see the cup is empty? Do you want me to die of thirst? And one more thing, didn't you see the table is covered in dust? Wipe the table clean! And one more thing..."

Chenglong walked into the kitchen with a coffee cup in her hand and casually pulled the curtain closed behind her.

Poor kid x2

Shin Hengyuan and Tomie both sighed inwardly.