I really am a fortune teller

Led by the jeep, we finally arrived at our destination.

It was a village that had been abandoned.

There was no one left in the village.

However, the village was overgrown with weeds, some reaching over a meter high, creating a desolate scene from both the entrance and the end. Most of the houses in the village were now just ruins, a sight that was unsettling and gave off a ghostly vibe.

Only these tomb raiders could find such a hidden place.

However, the ancient tomb is not located in this mountain village, but on the mountain behind the village.

Halfway up the mountain behind, there is a tunnel that has already been dug.

There were many people watching from the sidelines, clearly indicating that the Laughing Buddha had made all the arrangements.

The Laughing Buddha brought three people to meet with Wei Chen.

One was a Taoist priest from the Dragon Tiger Sect named Ji Jingfeng. To show respect, the Cloth Bag Monk instructed Wei Chen to call him Taoist Master Jingfeng. He had gray hair tied up in a long knot, and an arrogant expression, but he had the right to be arrogant; he was said to be a Seven-Star Taoist master, exceptionally powerful. The other two were tomb raiders, a married couple, the man named Zhao Qingsui and the woman named Lu Shuzi.

Tomb raiders are also ranked by star level, but their star level is not based on their cultivation level. Instead, it is based on their level of accepting or completing missions within the Tomb Raider Association. Both of them are level 5 Tomb Raiders, collectively known as five-star in the martial arts world. Even without considering their cultivation level, these two are very powerful, at least veterans, unlike the greenhorns who are only one to four stars.

In addition, there's the psychic doctor from the Nine Stars.

And then there's the Cloth Bag Monk. The Cloth Bag Monk's star rating should be around seven stars, but Wei Chen couldn't figure out his profession. He didn't seem like a Taoist priest. If we were to rank monks, he should be considered a high-ranking monk. But apart from his shiny bald head, the Cloth Bag Monk actually had no connection to monks at all.

This is a mystery to Wei Chen.

The same applies to Jiang Hanyi.

As soon as the group met, Master Jingfeng revealed his arrogance. He looked Wei Chen up and down, then shook his head in annoyance and said, "You're the legendary fortune teller?"

Wei Chen nodded. He tried to see Jingfeng Daoist's face clearly, but found that Jingfeng Daoist had sealed his life palace with his true energy. So even Wei Chen couldn't see what Jingfeng Daoist's face looked like. He could only smile at the other party and say, "That's right."

"A one-star fortune teller dares to come with us?" Master Jingfeng rolled his eyes and said irritably, "The Cloth Bag Monk is really getting worse as he gets older. Didn't you say you were going to call Wei Qingshan over? Wei Qingshan is at least a four-star fortune teller. Even though Wei Qingshan has been kicked out of the Wei family and has a useless son, he is still a four-star fortune teller. Compared to those arrogant fortune tellers in the Wei family, he is already easy to invite."

Was Master Jingfeng praising someone or insulting them?

Wei Chen was furious as soon as he heard what the other party said. He looked at Master Jingfeng angrily and said, "What do you mean?"

"Oh my, I remember you're also surnamed Wei." Master Jingfeng looked at Wei Chen with a smile and said, "You wouldn't happen to be Wei Qingshan's good-for-nothing son, would you?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm still Wei Qingshan's good-for-nothing son." Wei Chen said through gritted teeth, "If you don't want me to go, I can simply refuse. But since the Cloth Bag Monk has chosen me, I should follow his arrangements. After all, you were all found by the Cloth Bag Monk."

Wei Chen wasn't standing up for the Cloth Bag Monk; he was just trying to put down the other party's arrogance.

But Master Jingfeng was always unpredictable. He glanced at Wei Chen with annoyance and said indifferently, "Since that's the case, let's just leave it at that. I have other things to do."

After saying that, Master Jingfeng ran outside.

But the Laughing Buddha stopped him.

After much persuasion, the Cloth Bag Monk managed to convince Daoist Jingfeng to stay: "Please don't leave. We'll encounter many dangers inside the ancient tomb. If we don't even have a single Daoist master, we're doomed."

To appease Master Jingfeng, the Cloth Bag Monk practically surrendered his country and territory, ceding land and paying reparations, promising numerous benefits before finally managing to keep him there. The Cloth Bag Monk took a deep breath, thinking, "That little brat Wei Chen, I hope he doesn't cause any more trouble. Just cleaning up this young master's messes has already cost me a fortune."

When the Laughing Buddha thought about the bet Wei Chen had made with him, he felt it was necessary to let Wei Qingshan's son experience the harsh realities of human relationships, so that he wouldn't be so arrogant in the future.

To be arrogant, one must have the capital to be arrogant, and clearly, Wei Chen did not.

Originally, the Cloth Bag Monk thought that Wei Chen's one-star fortune teller status was a facade, but after spending so many days together, the Cloth Bag Monk increasingly felt that Wei Chen might just be a one-star fortune teller, and that the things Wei Chen had predicted before might just be his guesses.

Actually, he has no skills at all.

The more the Laughing Buddha thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The confrontation between Wei Chen and Master Jingfeng made the Cloth Bag Monk feel that Wei Chen was a useless pawn.

The Laughing Monk looked at Wei Chen with a smile and said, "Wei Chen, look, we've dug the tomb-raiding tunnel. Go down from here, and you'll reach a tomb passage. Go down from here, and then fulfill our previous agreement. We'll put a tracking device on you. Didn't you say you could find the most accurate route?"

Hearing about such a bet, even Master Jingfeng, who was standing nearby, became interested.

Master Jingfeng smiled and looked at the Cloth Bag Monk, saying, "What? This ignorant brat actually made a bet with you?"

The Cloth Bag Monk smiled kindly: "Wei Chen is my friend's son, so it's inevitable that he's a little arrogant. Originally, I wanted to invite Wei Qingshan, who is Wei Chen's father, to come, but Wei Chen has been shining brightly in their province recently, so I brought Wei Chen along as well, just to broaden the horizons of the younger generation."

Upon hearing that Wei Chen was Wei Qingshan's son, the arrogant Seven Star Taoist Master's expression softened considerably: "I see. Since we've made this bet, we must fulfill it."

A group of people were waiting to see a good show, while Jiang Hanyi was like an ant on a hot pan. He whispered to Wei Chen, "Why don't we just give up? I don't think Master Jingfeng and that Cloth Bag Monk are easy to mess with. The most important thing for us is to save our lives. Don't worry, even if you give up, with me here, they won't dare to touch a hair on your head."

Wei Chen was touched.

These people all had ulterior motives, but Jiang Hanyi was the only one who treated him with genuine kindness, which was truly rare.