C33 Make a Fortune?

A fortune?

After returning home, Xu Xiaoya jogged upstairs without a word. Now, she treated Wang Qian like a wolf or a tiger.

Wang Qian did not chase after them either. He just slowly went upstairs to his house and changed his clothes. Then, he sat down on the sofa and started to operate the Pure Yang Infinite Technique.

The yang fire was still there. Although it was weaker than before, it still affected his life.

However, his meridian channels, bones, flesh, internal organs, and so on all had a qualitative change.

The most obvious contrast was that Wang Qian could use three punches in a second before, but now, it had increased to five punches. Furthermore, his strength had also become stronger. Furthermore, his reaction and five senses had become clearer and quicker. There was also a considerable increase in his physical strength and endurance.

Wang Qian had the illusion that even if someone was pointing a gun at his head, he would be able to dodge the bullet the moment it was fired.

Of course, it was impossible for Wang Qian to use his own life for experiments, and he couldn't find a gun right now either.

"He broke through to the Second Order in one try, and unintentionally at that. "If I dual cultivate with Xu Xiaoya …" Wang Qian swallowed his saliva and started chanting the Heart Tranquility Tactic.

After resting for a few hours, he familiarized himself with the changes in his body. The reward from Gao Feng's side had also arrived.

One million wasn't an astronomical number for Wang Qian now, but it could still play a big role. Besides, Wang Qian already felt very conscientious of himself. Whether he went to Zhao Caisheng's house or to the Shen family, it was all just a casual matter, unlike this time where he almost lost his life.

But when he thought about the unexpected breakthrough, Wang Qian's heart also became more balanced.

When it was almost dinner time, Wang Qian thought about going to Xu Yan's house for another meal and having an exchange with Xu Xiaoya. Then, his phone rang.

"Hey, what happened?" It was the monk on the phone.

The monk sounded a little hesitant: "Erm, Brother Qian, there's something I need your help with."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and say what it is."

"That... "You should come over first."

He took a taxi to the shop that was still being renovated. Other than the first floor, there was also an attic that was used for storage, allowing the monks to sleep and rest.

Under the lead of the monk, they walked up the stairs and saw a man who had a body that was not inferior to the monk's. He also had a large bald head.

The man grinned as he spoke with a tone full of evilness, "Junior Brother, so this is the friend that you are boasting about?"

Junior brother? It seemed like this monk was also from the Temple of Mount Kong.

The Temple of Mount Kong was the temple where the monk used to stay. However, after hearing from the monk that he was the only one left alive when the mountain collapsed, this senior monk had probably left the mountain long ago.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Shen." The bandit like baldy shook hands with Wang Qian.

The moment Wang Qian's palms came into contact, he felt a huge force transmitting towards him. If it wasn't for the fact that he was different from the others, even his hand bones would have been crushed.

She really didn't show any mercy at all …

Wang Qian smiled helplessly and increased the strength in his hands a little bit.

"Ugh." Zhou Shen, who was joking earlier, instantly had cold sweat on his forehead and his face turned pale. A few seconds later, with veins popping all over his neck, he finally gave up and smiled coyly, "Sure, you're right. You really are an extraordinary person."

"Monk, what did you call me here for?" Wang Qian's impression of Zhou Shen was average. After all, he had wanted to beat Zhou Shen up the moment he arrived, so he didn't give him any face.

The monk scratched his smooth forehead and stammered, "This, just a small matter …"

"Hai, it's better if I do it myself." Zhou Shen casually put his arm around Wang Qian's shoulders and smiled mysteriously, "Bro, do you want to make a fortune?"

"Make a fortune?" The word "wealth" was very attractive to Wang Qian.

Seeing Wang Qian's expression, Zhou Shen was even more elated. "That's right, I heard from junior brother that you're specifically helping others with their Feng Shui and fortune-telling. With your skills, it would be too bad if you don't go and earn a large sum …"

Wang Qian looked at the monk and saw that he had his head lowered.

Wang Qian knew a lot about monks. If he didn't want to interfere in this matter, he definitely wouldn't have been called over.

"Tell me in detail." Wang Qian sat down to listen to what was going on.

Ten minutes later, after listening to Zhou Shen's explanation, Wang Qian took a deep breath and said seriously, "You want me to help you steal the tomb?"

"Hey, don't make it sound so bad." Zhou Shen waved his hand and smiled, "This isn't a thief. First, the tomb is at least a thousand years old, and in the deep mountains in the forest, there is no such thing as a real thief."

A thousand year old tomb, if the scale was not small, then it would really be a windfall. However, fighting in such a situation would only hurt people, so Wang Qian couldn't make up his mind.

At this time, the monk came over and whispered, "Brother Qian, everyone knows this senior brother of mine and he knows a lot of news. From what he said, there might be a treasure in that tomb that could aid in one's cultivation. However, my senior apprentice-brother has never met a practitioner, so he doesn't believe me. "

A treasure that could help people cultivate? Hearing this, Wang Qian's eyes lit up...

"When are we leaving?" In the end, Wang Qian was still unable to resist the temptation.

Although he had a way to earn money, things that could help him cultivate were truly something that could only be found and not sought. Even if he missed this time, he still had to go and take a look. Maybe if he really did find a treasure, then he would really earn big time.

"Today!"

Zhou Shen was even more anxious than a monk. He had already booked a ticket, so Wang Qian could only rush home to pack up.

A set of clothes and some cash, after thinking about it, he also kept the lunar yin stone in his arms and left the house.

The moment the door opened, another person walked out. Wang Qian smiled and said, "Xiao Ya, we really have the same heart."

"Who, who has the same thoughts as you?" Xu Xiaoya muttered to herself. When she saw him carry his bag again, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "You're going out?"

"Yeah, let's go to the Southern Wilderness." Wang Qian walked up a few steps and closed the door before Xu Xiaoya could escape inside. He held his hand by her ear and leaned forward slowly, blowing on her delicate ears, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon. Don't miss me too much ~"

As Wang Qian's earlobes turned red bit by bit, he turned around and walked down the stairs without waiting for the tears to appear in Xu Xiaoya's eyes.

Just as they walked out of the corridor, Wang Qian suddenly looked over and frowned.

Was it an illusion?

There was only a green belt and a few children running around. Wang Qian shook his head and walked towards the entrance of the district.

Beside the green belt, two young men who were squatting down patted their chests in fear. One of them scolded, "Damn, this kid is so strange. He almost found out."

"Bro, what do we do now?" Another person asked.

"What else can we do? I heard from Eucalyptus that this brat is very skilled, I'm afraid we are not his match." "However …" His gaze landed on the building that Wang Qian had walked out of. His smile gradually changed, "I heard that the little girl also lives in this building. Eucalyptus's head was smashed by her …"

"Hehe, I understand."