The real heiress is a fortune teller; her divinations are worth a fortune, and the whole internet is

Who is this person? She's just an unknown face among a group of second- and third-tier celebrities.

[Royal family, I suppose.]

She's the one who's been really popular lately; she's incredibly good at fortune telling.

[Who's on a variety show that involves fortune telling and divination? They've come to the wrong place.]

[How rude! What did our Brother Xu do to offend her?]

Taking a lack of manners as a serious matter.

[You bitch, stay away from our Jade Baby!]

I think Chang Xi is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that's never been seen before in the entertainment industry.

I also find her looks appealing.

[To the person in the front row: Eating everything will only harm you.]

You guys are really hungry; you'll eat anything.

Hao Ren pulled Chang Xi aside. "You did a good job, but you shouldn't go online for a while, so as not to upset yourself."

Chang Xi nodded, "Seeing money makes me feel better."

The two men let out a sly laugh.

Hao Ren read out the rules of the game, "We have hidden seven medals in this ancient temple. You need to find these seven medals yourselves. The person with the fewest medals needs to come out at midnight tonight to light the eternal lamp for the deceased."

Furthermore, a female pilgrim named He Yin once died here. Please remember that your ultimate goal is to find out the cause of her death.

Chang Xi glanced at the playing cards in her hand: the Ace of Spades, while Lu Wenli had the Ace of Hearts. They were a team.

A set of Hetian jade by Xu Shenglong.

Chen Changqing and Xu Man are in the same group.

They split into three groups.

The temple was gloomy and dark.

Lu Wenli took a few steps and then flinched, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

A cold wind blew by, and a woman dressed in dark red ancient costume was hanging upside down on a Buddha statue. Her face was turned 180 degrees, and her face was covered with pus and sores, with yellow liquid still flowing from the wounds.

"what!"

Lu Wenli slumped to the ground, crying out, "A ghost! A ghost!"

Chang Xi glanced at the Buddha statue out of the corner of his eye, his face expressionless. "No ghost? You're such a coward!"

"Is that so?" Lu Wenli looked up again, and the Buddha statue was still the same Buddha statue, unchanged.

"Get up and move forward," Changxi said, walking ahead.

Lu Wenli patted his own backside and followed behind, glancing back every now and then.

It's an illusion, an illusion, it must be an illusion.

How can a person see ghosts anytime, anywhere?

Lu Wenli forgot that his seal had already been broken.

Xu Shenglong and Tian Yu were the first NPCs they encountered.

"Hello, I am the abbot of Cibei Temple, my Dharma name is Liaoci." Liaoci put his hands together in prayer. "Cibei Temple used to be very popular, with many worshippers coming and going."

Many pilgrims come here to pray, but the most special one is a female pilgrim who came with her husband to pray for a child. We warmly welcomed her.

Please help me clean the Buddhist temple, and I will give you a medal.

The NPC that Chen Changqing and Xu Man encountered was a sweeping monk.

"Please help me sweep the fallen leaves off the steps in front of the mountain, and I will give you a medal."

Xu Man inquired, "Uncle, can I ask you something? Were there any female worshippers at Cibei Temple before?"

"Yes," the sweeping monk thought for a moment and said, "Our incense is very popular here, and we also have many female worshippers, most of whom come to pray for children."

Xu Man and Chen Changqing exchanged a glance.

Hoping to have a child, He Yin got married.

There's not much progress on Chang Xi and Lu Wenli's side.

Lu Wenli shuddered and followed Chang Xi closely.

Chang Xi stopped in his tracks, a sharp pain shooting through his back.

Lu Wenli stepped back. "Why did you stop?"

"What are you afraid of, you're a grown man?" Chang Xi said helplessly. "We haven't received a single medal yet. Otherwise, we should split up."

"No!" Lu Wenli said fearfully, "Let's go together."

"If you're so timid, why did you even participate in this show?" Chang Xi looked at the kitchen in front of her and walked over there.

Lu Wenli followed Chang Xi inside.

The door slammed shut behind them.

"ah--"

Lu Wenli screamed, the sound was absolutely deafening.

Chang Xi felt as if his skull had been ripped open. "You shouldn't be acting; you should be singing."

"Huh?" Lu Wenli leaned closer excitedly. "You also think I have a lot of singing talent, right? I knew it! My manager even said I sing terribly. She just has no taste."

"What I mean is," Chang Xi glanced at him sideways, "you can give me a high note that could destroy the world."

Lu Wenli tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

"It means you're shouting too loudly," a voice whispered in Lu Wenli's ear.

His hair stood on end instantly. "A ghost!"

"You're the ghost," the man said, stepping forward. "I'm the cook at Cibei Temple, responsible for preparing vegetarian meals. There are quite a few worshippers today, and I can't manage alone. Why don't you help me cook?"

"I won't."

"Okay." Chang Xi patted Lu Wenli's shoulder, smiled at the chef, and said, "I happen to be an expert in cooking. What dish would you like to make?"

"Make me some vegetarian food, and peel some garlic for me," the cook instructed. "And you, man, wash the vegetables for me."

Chang Xi took the garlic from the chef, glanced at it a few more times, and squatted down to peel it.

Seeing this, Lu Wenli had no choice but to go wash the vegetables.

Chang Xi placed the peeled garlic on the cutting board, walked behind Lu Wenli, and exclaimed, "Wow, you've dismembered the vegetables?"

"Isn't this how you wash it? How can you get it clean if you don't do it this way?" Lu Wenli asked blankly.

The chef shouted, "Hey! What are you doing? My food!"

Holding the pieces of vegetables in his hands, he wailed, "What a tragedy!"

"What a terrible thing!" Chang Xi mimicked the chef's Yin-Yang saying.

Lu Wenli touched his hair. "It's normal that I don't know how, since I'm not a professional at this."

"You do know a bit more; your knife skills are quite proficient," the chef said with satisfaction as he watched Chang Xi chop vegetables.

Chang Xi laughed and said, "I've already told you I know a lot about cooking."

Until the oil is heated in the wok, the rapeseed oil is heated in the wok.

"Put the food in, put the food in!"

Changxi threw the vegetables into the pot, oil splattering everywhere, and she fled in a disheveled state.

"Whoa!" Chang Xi loosened his grip and threw the pot down, spilling oil onto the stove, which made it burn even brighter.

"Is this the legendary Samadhi Fire?" Xu Man and the others had returned and were standing at the door waiting for their meal.

They were all dumbfounded.

Lu Wenli and the other two ran out looking disheveled.

The chef was furious, "You...you ruined my dish! You won't get a medal!"

Chang Xi tilted her head. "Uncle, your voice is a bit too loud. It's too irritable, not good."

Lu Wenli retorted without any politeness, "Didn't you say you knew a lot? Is this what you mean by knowing a lot? I almost saw my grandma just now!"

"How wonderful it is to reunite with an old friend," Chang Xi said, squatting on the ground and drawing circles.

This isn't her fault; she wasn't the one in charge of cooking at the sect before.

I couldn't stand it anymore. The senior students only asked her to help with chopping vegetables and preparing ingredients; she had never cooked before.

In the end, it was Xu Man who helped to cook a meal.

Hao Ren appeared at the right time and said, "Alright, since Xu Man made the meal just now, this chef's medal belongs to Xu Man's team."

So far, only Changxi's group hasn't received a single medal, so you all need to come to the main hall at midnight tonight to light the eternal flame for the deceased.