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Chapter 336 - 303: Old Wang’s Heirloom

Chapter 336: Chapter 303: Old Wang’s Heirloom

Heirloom?

Jiang Xiao wasn’t actually very interested in that dead pervert’s heirloom.

Because if nothing unexpected happened, Old Wang wouldn’t be able to pass it down any further...

If Jiang Xiao’s place was considered remote, then Old Wang’s must be on the verge of leaving Guanxi Town.

It was just a normal, shabby little farmyard, with some green vegetables growing in the open space of the yard.

Hmm?

The old guy was sunbathing~

Eh, the posture was a bit odd, though.

Jiang Xiao had seen all kinds of strange sunbathing poses from uncles and aunties in Qingshan.

But lowering the gate to let the ’bird’ out for a sunbath...

Honestly, it was Jiang Xiao’s first time seeing that.

Hearing the noise outside, Old Wang shifted his gaze from the cross-section of his Jier.

When he clearly saw the demonically grinning figure prepared to walk over from outside the door.

Old Wang’s first reaction was to run.

The second reaction was that he couldn’t outrun him.

And the third reaction found him already kneeling on the ground...

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"Bro, you... haha, how come, how come you have time to visit my messy little yard? I, I didn’t go looking for you, you know! Since I came back yesterday, I meant... I probably won’t ever go looking for the sisters Fei Mi and Fei Yu in my life..."

Jiang Xiao waved his hand, gesturing for him to not kneel.

"I’m not here to beat you up today, I want to talk business with you."

To talk business?

Old Wang’s heart sank.

Only then did he remember, didn’t the sisters Fei Mi and Fei Yu agree yesterday to deal with this brat?

How come...

Damn, are those two sisters playing The Departed with me?!

In Old Wang’s mind, it must be that Fei Yu thought dealing with Jiang Xiao was too risky; it was better to send him to forcefully snatch his own heirloom!

Thinking this in his mind, Old Wang’s words remained polite.

"Bro, what business are you here to discuss? An old wreck like me doesn’t have anything you’d look highly upon."

"Heirloom."

Brief and to the point, but with an air of undeniable authority.

"Bro... I was just kidding yesterday, where would I get any heirloom? Would I still be living here if I had one? Look at what I had for breakfast..."

Old Wang rushed into his filthy kitchen, then quickly came out holding a small basin.

"Look at this, corn porridge for breakfast, not even a dry dish to go with it, I haven’t even made lunch yet, mainly because there’s nothing in the house to eat, bro, I’m really poor, if I had an heirloom or something, wouldn’t I have sold it long ago to improve my life?"

"So you’re saying you don’t have any heirloom at all, you were deceiving my mom?"

Ah?

"I truly don’t have one... but it was just a joke, that shouldn’t count as deception, right?"

Old Wang said, somewhat uncertain.

Jiang Xiao nodded.

"Exactly, it might not count where you are, as the saying goes, ’When in Rome, do as the Romans do.’ Now that I’ve arrived at your Guanxi Town, naturally you should follow my customs. Where I come from, what you did is called deception, and it requires stabbing your chest exactly forty-nine times, with each stab avoiding vital organs, keeping you breathing while you’re tied to a few dozen pounds of stone and sunk together with a cage into the river."

At first, Old Wang’s smile lingered on his lips, but gradually it stiffened on his face.

Isn’t that taking ’When in Rome’ a bit too far?

"Hahaha, bro, I was just joking with you just now. Heirloom, yes, there is one! I’ll fetch it for you right now!"

Old Wang dashed into his bedroom and soon came out holding a pillow.

"Here, the heirloom! Passed down from my great-grandfather, look at the grease and grime on it, saying it’s IP68 waterproof is no exaggeration at all!"

Jiang Xiao: ...

"I’m sincerely here to talk business with you, and if you dare to fool me again, it’s my turn to play with you."

"Bro, trust me! Believe me! This really is our Old Wang’s family heirloom, if I’m lying, may I be without descendants! May I never sleep with a woman in my life!"

Such a vicious oath!

Unfortunately, this oath has no intimidating power over two kinds of people.

And Old Wang just happened to be one of them, so Jiang Xiao was not swayed.

Five minutes later...

Old Wang: (Ϡ)ᵒ̴̶̷̥́凸ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀(#)

"Bro, stop hitting me, stop! Chill, chill, chill, I have it, for real this time, I’ll really get it for you!"

Ouch!

Every hit from Jiang Xiao felt like it was inflicting dual damage on Old Wang’s soul and body.

This time, Old Wang took a long time in the house before coming out with a box after two minutes.

Don’t ask why Jiang Xiao didn’t follow him in; the pungent smell was almost condensing into a smog. Just standing in the courtyard was almost too much for Jiang Xiao, let alone going inside.

Aside from Boss, anyone else going in would probably drop dead on the spot.

"Open it."

Old Wang obediently opened the box.

Hmm?

What’s this thing inside?

It looked similar to a globe, only more flattened, with undulating terrain carved out like mountains, rivers, and various regions, along with a black needle and a crystal-clear ball suspended within.

Could this be a Pathfinder of some sort?

Jiang Xiao took the device into his hands and turned it over and over, but he just couldn’t figure out how it should be used...

Neither the needle nor the ball showed any change, though.

Is this an antique?

It looks like a modern artifact, doesn’t it?

"Should I hit you again? I bet this old guy is still trying to fool me..."

Upon hearing that, Old Wang immediately panicked.

"No, no, no! Bro, for real this time! Look at its texture, material, just the feel of it; it’s definitely not an ordinary object!"

Emm...

Indeed, at the very least, the item’s appearance seemed totally out of place with the overall environment of Old Wang’s home.

"How is it used?"

"I don’t know either! I even took it to the pawnshop in town before, and they didn’t want it. I said it’s been passed down from my ancestors, and they cursed me out as a big idiot..."

Well.

This thing does look quite nice, but if you’re supposed to be an old artifact...

That’s as absurd as claiming a rice cooker is a family heirloom passed down from the Ming dynasty.

"But... but this really is passed down from my ancestors, you can choose not to believe me, but there’s nothing I can do."

Fine then, it could be given to Auntie, to be used as a decoration or to hang somewhere.

Before leaving, Jiang Xiao gave Old Wang two thousand copper notes, not gold notes, but those Fei Yu had given him when he arrived.

That’s market value, right?

Old Wang mumbled under his breath, thinking it was too little, but he was afraid to say it outright for fear of another beating.

He knew better than anyone that this thing wouldn’t fetch much money if sold.

But whether it was real or fake, nobody knew better than him, the person involved—after all, it really was a family heirloom!

...

"Is this that nasty old man’s treasured heirloom?"

Fei Mi’s words were filled with disbelief.

Still for the same reason, this thing looked in every way like a modern artifact.

"The needle inside is still moving..."

Sharp-eyed Zhenzhen noticed the needle trembling.

Huh?

Previously, on the way, Jiang Xiao tried everything, even standing on his head, but the needle wouldn’t budge.

"Sss, this... seems like it’s being attracted by something fixed..."

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