The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Que Que, why don’t you take down those bombs on the walls? They look kind of creepy,” Xiao Shun said, pointing at the blinking red dot not far away. If something went wrong with that thing, this basement would most likely collapse.

“Are you scared?” Zhu Que asked plainly.

Xiao Shun shook his head, “Ordinary bombs pose no threat to me. I just feel like a young lady like you always tinkering with guns and ammunition is not very proper.”

“This is the meaning of my existence. Asking me to give them up is like asking me to give up myself,” Zhu Que stared at Xiao Shun motionlessly.

Hearing this, Xiao Shun didn’t say anything more.

Everyone has the right to choose how they want to live. No one has the right to demand others to live according to their own beliefs.

To live freely and unrestrained, that’s what life should be!

Soon, Xiao Shun changed the topic, “Have you found anything you like after wandering around for so long?”

Zhu Que shook her head, “These are of no help at all for me to increase my strength.”

Oh my God, spare me!

Xiao Shun leaned against the wall, looking utterly defeated. Every conversation with Zhu Que was hardly a pleasant process. After all, people lacking interpersonal skills can easily make a conversation go down the drain.

“Alright, alright. I’ll just look around to see if there’s anything worth taking. I heard Sha Hai boast earlier that there are quite a few rare treasures here, which should be more trustworthy than those scamming antique dealers,” Xiao Shun waved his hand and strolled leisurely around the treasury.

“Huang Tingjian’s authentic work, haha!”

“Painting of Fishing in Cold River, gaga!”

“Holy shit, Painting of Sunset over West Mountain!”

“Good gracious, handwritten by the Sage of Literature!”

“Hey, the Golden Lotus… cough cough… On the Making of the Golden Vase, what a good book, extremely helpful for my porcelain firing,” Xiao Shun said with a straight face as he stuffed a worn thread-bound book into his pocket.

Just as he was over the moon with joy, Zhu Que next to him asked in wonder, “You know how to fire pottery?”

“A little bit, just a little bit,” Xiao Shun said awkwardly with a flushed face.

He was an expert at making firewood, having been a fire-starting protégé when training with his master in the deep mountains and forests back then.

As for firing pottery… he didn’t know jackshit about that!

He had no choice but to pass off the erotic novel Jin Ping Mei as On the Making of the Golden Vase in order to maintain his usual prestigious image.

A rare edition of Jin Ping Mei, freaking awesome! How could he not take it?

Looking suspiciously at the awkward yet excited Xiao Shun, Zhu Que felt this book On the Making of the Golden Vase must be an invaluable masterpiece, otherwise it wouldn’t make him so happy.

Yes, it was a priceless book.

To be more precise, it was a banned book with a touch of eroticism.

In just a few minutes, Xiao Shun was holding a huge pile of stuff in his arms. If Sha Hai were here now, he would probably faint on the spot.

Why?

Because what Xiao Shun was taking were all Sha Hai’s most prized possessions.

It was like inviting a wolf into the house!

“Cough cough, it feels bad to take so many of his things,” Xiao Shun said apologetically, scratching the back of his head while carrying a large bag.

Zhu Que ignored him. She had witnessed the thickness of his skin countless times already.

“Huh?”

Just as they were about to leave, Xiao Shun’s eyes were suddenly drawn to something in the southeast corner of the wall, his expression changing dramatically.

Immediately, he threw down his bag and leapt over.

Seeing this, Zhu Que was slightly surprised but soon realized Xiao Shun must have made a big discovery. She hurried over to take a look.

Coming closer, she saw a Buddha statue about a dozen centimeters tall.

The Buddha had a solemn expression, his whole body covered in a dazzling golden lacquer.

Suddenly, Zhu Que’s pupils contracted violently.

She could clearly feel that the golden lacquer on the Buddha was much more brilliant than the gold underground.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Could it be…

“Gold spirit stone, I’ve actually found it!” Xiao Shun laughed out loud, voicing Zhu Que’s guess.

There’s a saying that goes: Perseverance brings success eventually and good things come to those who wait.

The two of them had paired up this morning to look for gold spirit stone but came up empty-handed after a whole tour of the antique street.

They didn’t expect to discover this rare treasure here in Sha Hai’s treasury.

What’s more, it was such a huge piece.

With this thought, Xiao Shun was overcome with joy, “With such a big piece of gold spirit stone, it will be enough for you to learn spirit pattern engraving skills in the future.”

Hearing this, Zhu Que’s eyes also lit up briefly before she suppressed it and asked doubtfully, “Could this whole Buddha statue be made of gold spirit stone?”

She asked this because she recalled what Xiao Shun had said this morning.

“That’s right!” Xiao Shun nodded and explained, “I know what you want to ask. But I can assure you very responsibly that the craftsman who carved this Buddha must be a master!”

Seeing Zhu Que’s curious gaze, he went on smilingly,

“Gold spirit stone is very different from ordinary gold. First of all, it has greater hardness. Modern technology can only melt this special material at high temperatures. But to carve gold spirit stone into ornaments purely by hand is nearly impossible.”

“Then…” Zhu Que pointed at the golden Buddha in Xiao Shun’s hand.

“This Buddha statue was carved purely by hand, and that craftsman’s strength must have reached an astounding level. Even I now am far from it,” Xiao Shun said gravely, his heart churning.

In his opinion, the cultivation of that craftsman was unfathomably profound, only his master could firmly surpass him.

As for his own pathetic cultivation now, better leave it unsaid.

“Stronger than you…” Zhu Que was surprised.

Xiao Shun nodded, “Far stronger than me.”

He wasn’t belittling himself, just accepting the facts.

However, there was one thing Xiao Shun was very concerned about – who exactly carved this Buddha? And how did it end up in Sha Hai’s treasury?

At this thought, he suddenly had a feeling that if he took this golden Buddha today, it would surely bring tremendous trouble in the future.

To take or not to take?

After pondering for a few seconds, Xiao Shun picked up the Buddha and strode to the treasury door.

Gold spirit stone was extremely rare. If he missed it today, where else could he find it?

As for what would happen later, he’d deal with it when the time came.

Thinking breezily, Xiao Shun waved his big hand, “Let’s go!”