I really am a fortune teller

Wei Chen, however, seemed completely oblivious to the alarming nature of his words. He calmly looked at everyone and said, "What's wrong? Do you think the ground is fun? And what's wrong with you all? Have you all been poisoned?"

Jiang Hanyi coughed and clapped his hands.

A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance wafted from Jiang Hanyi's hands.

Everyone who smelled Jiang Hanyi's scent on his hands stood up, completely unharmed.

The Laughing Buddha was also startled. He really shouldn't have messed with this guy. He was a complete madman. Moreover, as a nine-star psychic doctor, killing someone was a matter of a snap of his fingers, even easier than killing a ghost.

The Laughing Buddha didn't have time to see clearly how Jiang Hanyi poisoned the food, nor did he have time to see how Jiang Hanyi detoxified it.

All he knew was that he inexplicably fell to the ground and then inexplicably stood up again.

It would be embarrassing to tell anyone about this.

However, the Laughing Buddha was fortunate that Jiang Hanyi was not someone who liked to take credit.

Jiang Hanyi didn't care about this matter at all. He patted Wei Chen on the shoulder and said sincerely, "You finally came out. Otherwise, I was planning to go down too."

"Did you all remember the route I took when I came out and went in?" Wei Chen smiled and shook the bag in his hand, saying to everyone, "I didn't encounter a single zombie in the ancient tomb just now. It was very quiet, not even a ghost. Maybe a sorcerer has already cleansed it."

That way, Taoist priests or sorcerers wouldn't specifically go into the ancient tomb.

The reason there wasn't a single ghost in the entire ancient tomb was because Wei Chen had dealt with all the ghosts and zombies.

For Wei Chen, those were all acts of merit.

He went to an ancient tomb and immediately gained 1000 million merits.

So far, he has 2300 million merits, which can be exchanged for two intermediate upgrade pills.

This was such a good deal for Wei Chen. If it weren't for how annoying the Cloth Bag Monk was, Wei Chen would have loved to hug the Cloth Bag Monk's bald head and give him a big kiss.

The Laughing Buddha looked at Wei Chen with a bewildered expression: "Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

Wei Chen nodded and said, "You do have some discernment. Then take a closer look and see if what I'm saying is true."

As Wei Chen spoke, he tossed the bag in his hand directly to the Cloth Bag Monk.

It looked as if the bag contained some kind of junk.

The Laughing Buddha hurriedly picked up the bag, examined it carefully, and exclaimed with wide eyes, "They're all genuine, all authentic, and all high-quality items. You have excellent taste!"

When the Laughing Buddha began to speak, he was extremely shocked.

But as the story progressed, the Laughing Buddha's voice changed.

The Laughing Buddha gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Chen: "I never would have guessed that my nephew was so capable."

Wei Chen smiled and looked at the Laughing Buddha, saying, "Don't panic, it's nothing serious."

The Laughing Buddha gritted his teeth, stamping his chest and stomping his feet. How could he not have realized that Wei Chen was a wolf in sheep's clothing?

Wei Chen was such a powerful fortune teller, even somewhat mysterious.

A normal fortune teller would never be like this.

A fortune teller can easily perceive the right way out; a fortune teller can casually say something that is true; what's even stranger is that he is clearly a fortune teller, so how come he is more capable than a tomb raider?

Even the most skilled nine-star tomb raider could not enter an uninhabited area.

Not only did the Laughing Buddha think this way, but the tomb-robbing couple next to him also thought so.

Master Jingfeng looked at the Cloth Bag Monk with a cryptic expression.

He didn't understand why the Laughing Buddha needed to find him if he already had such a powerful outside help.

That would make him seem so useless.

And the Nine-Star Psychic Doctor managed to poison her without her even noticing.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Master Jingfeng, a proud and self-respecting man, looked at the Cloth Bag Monk with annoyance and said, "Now that things here have been resolved, I'm leaving."

The Laughing Buddha quickly grabbed Master Jingfeng: "Don't you want to go down and see what treasures are there?"

The smile that Master Jingfeng had just given him vanished instantly.

The two tomb raiders, a married couple, looked at Wei Chen, then at the Laughing Buddha, and asked, "Are there any good things down there?"

The monk turned around and glanced at Wei Chen.

Wei Chen smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Of course there are. I'm not a bandit. Besides, I only took 1/5 of what I chose. The rest are for you to choose from. I just picked randomly, so you don't need to worry about me."

The Laughing Buddha's lips twitched.

They just picked them randomly.

This tomb dates back to the Han Dynasty.

After Wei Chen went down, he took almost all the good stuff into his possession.

A whole bag full of things like wine glasses, calligraphy and paintings, jade pendants, and swords.

However, the Laughing Buddha still noticed what Wei Chen had just said: Wei Chen said that this was only 1/5 of it.

That means there are still 4/5 left in the ancient tomb.

The route Wei Chen left after entering was clearly displayed on the computer screen, and Wei Chen also said that there were no ghosts or zombies in the ancient tomb.

All the monks need to do is go back into the ancient tomb and take out what's inside.

Simple, easy, and satisfying.

That's unbelievable!

Not to mention Master Jingfeng, who had the same feeling as before, even the two tomb raiders thought so.

Why did the Laughing Buddha summon them?

They didn't do anything.

It feels really bad to have just inexplicably completed the game.

Regardless of what others thought, Wei Chen pulled Jiang Hanyi along and began to count the spoils of war. Jiang Hanyi maintained a motherly smile throughout, watching Wei Chen with a beaming gaze.

Wei Chen asked Jiang Hanyi, "Should we sell these treasures or not?"

After being told twice, Jiang Hanyi finally came to his senses and quickly said, "You handle it, I don't really know much about it either."

In fact, Wei Chen didn't understand either.

When Wei Chen was in the main tomb chamber, he made his selections entirely based on the system's judgment of the antiques, and all the items he chose were of high quality.

Originally, the Cloth Bag Monk and Master Jingfeng were discussing matters concerning the ancient tomb, but suddenly they heard Wei Chen's voice. The Cloth Bag Monk quickly went up to Wei Chen, grabbed his head, and excitedly said to him, "If you don't mind, I can help you with this."

"What about the price?" Wei Chen asked doubtfully. However, while Wei Chen was talking to the Cloth Bag Monk, Jiang Hanyi had already secretly picked up the bundle that Wei Chen had just carried, showing a protective attitude towards his own.

The Laughing Buddha was both amused and exasperated.

In this situation, he couldn't possibly reach out and snatch it.

Moreover, he doesn't have that ability.

The Laughing Buddha smiled and said, "I will definitely give you the fairest price. You can entrust all these items to my shop for auction, and I will only charge a 4% commission. What do you think?"