“Then what do we do?” The daoist stared at Jian Ming.

“It’s simple, we do something even better, dealing with the dead.” Jian Ming looked around to see if anyone was listening and then whispered.

“Dealing with the dead?” The daoist furrowed his brows.

Jian Ming smiled and continued: “Brother, think about it, you use fortune telling to find treasures. Then what we do is team up, you calculate and find the right tomb, I’m the expert at architecture, keke, tell me how this isn’t profitable.”

The daoist’s eyes lit up. He was aware of Jian Ming’s...