Super Great Fortune Teller

Chapter 12 - Taking medicine as food

In the hall, everyone was huddled up against the walls and corners, listening to the screams and roars from time to time from the bedrooms upstairs, as well as the sounds of furniture being broken. They were both nervous and excited.

They had actually seen a ghost today. Moreover, the legendary Second Master Guan had revealed his powers. It wouldn't be excessive if they were to blow on him for the rest of their lives, right?

As for Wang Qian, who was in their eyes like a god, he was currently in the bedroom, shouting and screaming as he rummaged through the boxes. He also conveniently stored the cash and other valuables into a cloth bag he brought along with him.

After waiting for the bedroom to become a mess, Wang Qian wiped his sweat and muttered: "Looks like I still have the potential to act."

He then looked at the handgun that he accidentally pulled out from beside the bed. Wang Qian curled his lips, carried his cloth bag and left the room.

Inside the hall, when Wang Qian came down, everyone looked at him with reverence and fear.

Zhao Caisheng walked up, his tone finally carried some respect, and asked: "Master Wang, how is that ghost?"

"Oh, here it is." Wang Qian pointed to the bag on his shoulder, and said: "This ghost's resentment is too great, after I kill it, the resentment will explode. Your entire villa probably won't be able to contain anyone, so I'll have to bring it back slowly."

"Oh, so it's like that." Zhao Caisheng was convinced beyond belief, he heaved a long sigh of relief, and did not dare to let Wang Qian open the cloth bag to take a look.

"Coconut, I've already helped you catch the ghost. This reward …" Having worked so hard for so long, he couldn't help but to get paid. As for the ones in the cloth bag, how could that be counted?

One was already agreed upon, while the other was chosen by himself. The concept was completely different.

"Yes, yes." Zhao Caisheng immediately got Chen Haobei to bring out a bank card. With both hands, he handed it to Wang Qian and said, "Master Wang, there's eight hundred thousand here. The other three hundred thousand can be considered as me becoming Master Wang's friend. "

In just a short day, he had earned another eight hundred thousand dollars. Wang Qian endured the laughter and accepted it without batting an eyelid, then said sternly: "I just invited god and that ghost to have a fight in the bedroom. It was a little messy, do you mind?"

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind."

"Mm, it's good as long as you don't mind. However, that ghost has been in your bedroom for quite some time, and many items have been tainted with grievances, so I advise you to seal that bedroom and not touch anything inside. " Wang Qian said in a serious tone, causing him to dare not believe what he was hearing.

If they had still been conservative towards the so called "gods and ghosts" earlier, they would no longer dare to be the slightest bit slow after seeing Wang Qian's self-deprecating "Great Spirit Demon War".

After seeing Wang Qian off respectfully, Zhao Caisheng heaved a long sigh of relief. This situation had only occurred when he was young and had a gun pointed at his head for the first time.

"Haobei, find someone to seal off the bedroom. That's right, continue to instruct him, pay attention to the movements of this Master Wang. If he has any trouble, you understand. " What humans feared the most was the unknown. Zhao Caisheng was also afraid of death, and with Wang Qian there, it would undoubtedly let him feel a lot more at ease …

After leaving Qing Hu Manor, Wang Qian could only walk while floating. Putting aside the things in his bag, just the eight hundred thousand and the lunar yin stone were enough for him to be busy for a few years.

With the abundance of Yin Qi in the lunar yin stone, he might not even be able to accumulate that much Yin Qi after a year of not cultivating and gathering corpses every night. Right now, it was just a small stone, yet it could save him ten years of effort. This was truly a great surprise.

Back at the joint rental house, the monk was already snoring, until the door closed and he woke up.

"Oh, Brother Qian, did you pick up the money? "He's even humming a song." The monk rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, but when Wang Qian opened the cloth bag and laid him on the bed, he immediately sobered up.

"Holy sh * t, so much money?" A pile of cash cost at least a hundred thousand yuan. And watches, jewelry. The monk asked in shock, "Brother Qian, you went to snatch the gold shop?"

"Do I need to fight for it?" Wang Qian raised his head, while he changed his clothes, he said disdainfully, "This was all earned by me in one night. Not only that, I also have eight hundred thousand in cash stored in the bank."

The monk was stunned for a moment before he muttered, "Is selling myself for so much money these days?"

"What, you want to buy it?" Wang Qian rolled his eyes.

"Then where did all this come from …"

Wang Qian told them everything that happened in Zhao Caisheng's family. After hearing it, the monk bared his teeth and said, "Brother Qian is so powerful, you can even do such a wicked thing."

"What virtue do you have, is that Zhao Caisheng a good person? There was no gun hidden in anyone's house. Let me tell you, this is called robbing the rich to help the poor, don't you see how poor I am? " Speaking of that, Wang Qian was tired, even if he had earned over a million, it would still be a drop in the bucket for his body.

The monk knew that he needed money so he did not say anymore. "Brother Qian, where is the rock you were talking about? "Quick, let me take a look."

"Find it in your bag." After Wang Qian finished speaking, he took his clothes and went to take a bath.

When he came back, he saw the monk crying miserably while hugging the blanket.

"What are you howling for?" A 1.9m big bald head was crying like a three year old child whose lollipop had been snatched away, causing Wang Qian to shiver.

The monk sobbed, "I saw my master."

Alright, it was most likely caused by the stone.

The monk's master, Wang Qian, had heard him say before that he was the one who adopted the monk as his father. However, after the landslide, their temple collapsed and his master and a few other disciples were buried inside, leaving him alive and well.

Then the monk went down the mountain, and when he met Wang Qian later on, the two poor homeless people became brothers.

"Enough, stop howling." "Well, take the ten thousand dollars and pay the rent you owe me. Give me some good food, and I'll give myself a good treat tonight." Wang Qian counted out ten thousand to the monk, but the latter did not hold back.

When the monk went back to sleep, Wang Qian packed and went out. Because of the [Pure Yang Infinite Technique], he could still hold on after a few days of not sleeping.

Riding in the carriage to the neutralization hall, Wang Qian let out a long and bitter sigh.

Money, money, why can't you just spend a few more days with me?

Ye Zichen opened a new prescription inside the store, and this time, two of them came straight out, while the one at the counter directly asked for eight hundred thousand as if he had calculated the amount of money in his pocket.

"Eight hundred thousand?" Why don't you just grab it? Is this medicine made of gold or diamonds? "Why is it so expensive!" Wang Qian was about to shout out, two sets of medicinal herbs were worth eight hundred thousand gold, no one would dare to believe it if it was known.

The doctor rolled his eyes and said, "Bro, why don't you take a look at what you're looking for? You have the cheapest natural bezoar here, you get two to three hundred grams per gram. Brother, are you treating medicine as food? "

If I had so much money, I would eat medicine like a meal.

Wang Qian knew that he needed a lot of things, and they were all rare items, so he could only grit his teeth and accept.

He went back to the counter to get the medicine. Not long after, a girl stood on the small stool and timidly handed the medicine to him.

"Yo, we meet again."