So what! Are you going to kill me?

Erhu had no choice but to think that his elder brother looked like he had been drugged. This old woman was obviously setting a trap for him.

As Pan Hu requested, he took out 10,000 spirit stones, secretly put positioning powder in them, and then reluctantly handed them to Jin Cancan.

Jin Cancan counted the spirit stones and noticed a strange luster on them. He did not show it on his face and took them all.

She waved at Pan Hu and said, "Come closer."

Pan Hu listened carefully, his brows furrowed as he listened. He said in a deep voice, "I will believe you for now, but if I find out that you are lying to me, I will make you pay a heavy price."

Jin Cancan smiled but said nothing.

Pan Hu gritted his teeth and said to his men, "Go, call the leaders of those sects to me."

He was unwilling to be manipulated by an old woman, but he was also afraid that he would really suffer the backlash of cause and effect as Jin Cancan said, and die suddenly within the next ten days.

"Erhu, take mother-in-law to find a room and settle down." Pan Hu said, "I'm inviting you to stay for ten days. You won't be ungrateful, right?"

There was a hint of politeness in his words, but there was a hidden threat in them.

Erhu pulled Jin Cancan up from the ground and dragged her out: "I think mother-in-law is very willing!"

He roughly threw Jin Cancan into the guest room and slammed the door with his backhand.

Erhu stared at her fiercely: "You old woman, why did you ask my brother to call all the leaders of the small sects? I don't believe in your theory of cause and effect!"

"I killed the most people, so I also died suddenly within ten days, right?"

Jin Cancan shook his head slightly and said tremblingly: "That's not right, young man. You will die suddenly today."

Her originally hunched body straightened instantly. Her right hand moved slightly, and the sharp sword hidden in her wide sleeves slid out like lightning.

Jin Cancan's figure flashed and approached Erhu. Erhu didn't even have time to show his astonishment. He only felt a flash before his eyes and the sharp sword instantly slashed across his throat!

The golden sword was sharp and fast, leaving only a slight sound of breaking through the air.

A thin line of blood appeared in Erhu's throat, and then blood gushed out like a fountain!

Jin Cancan quickly pulled back the sword, and there was not a trace of blood on the sword.

After confirming that Erhu had died suddenly, Jin Cancan squatted down and calmly began to strip Erhu of his clothes.

Her fingers nimbly unbuttoned each button, confirmed Erhu's dressing habits, and put all his clothes on.

He tucked his inner shirt into his trousers, and draped his jacket loosely over his body, only buttoning the middle button, with his trouser legs rolled up to his ankles.

Then, Jin Cancan picked up the razor and carefully shaved Erhu's hair.

She controlled the scissors steadily with both hands without any trembling. She made a wig and beard with Erhu's hair, imitating his look, and carefully covered her own hair.

She carefully disguised herself like Erhu and put several insoles in her shoes to make up for her height.

Jin Cancan took off Erhu's sword and token one by one, hung the sword diagonally around her waist and placed the token neatly on her chest. She carefully checked each item to make sure it was identical to Erhu's.

She kicked Erhu's body under the bed and locked the room.

When Jin Cancan arrived at the front hall, the leaders of various small sects had already arrived and were greeting Pan Hu.

The younger brothers from the Tiger Camp were standing at the door. They all nodded to Jin Cancan, “Brother Erhu.”

Jin Cancan nodded in response to each of them, sitting at the door with his arms and legs spread out.

A few younger brothers were a bit bored, so they talked about Pan Hu for a while, and then talked about the Huiyue Sect Charity Donation Association.

"Brother Erhu, do you believe in that charity?" asked a younger brother.

Jin Cancan didn't say anything, but just pricked up her ears to listen to the noise inside.

Another younger brother continued, "Whether you believe it or not is none of our business, but the new leader of Huiyue Sect is really rich. He is willing to build such nice houses for those mortals."

"When I was little, I said that one day I would trample the rich under my feet, and now I am almost there."

Jin Cancan said, "Your ideal is simple. Go to a massage parlor and be a back-stomper."

Another student said: "My childhood dream was to be a swordsman. I hoped to play with swords every day. Now it has come true."

Jin Cancan nodded slightly: "I realized your dream in my previous life. I killed fish in RT-Mart every day."

"Brother Erhu, why does your voice sound strange? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jin Cancan didn't have time to respond to him. She stood up suddenly and stopped the younger brother who was carrying tea to the hall.

"What's wrong, Brother Erhu?" the man asked, "I brought it in."

Jin Cancan opened the teapot, pretending to check the tea, and sprinkled all the illusion dust powder hidden in the cracks of her fingernails into it.

She took a quick look, then put the lid back on the teapot and waved her hand to let him go.

Illusion Dust powder, produced on the black market, is colorless, odorless, as fine as dust, and extremely difficult to detect.

Once someone comes into contact with it, the powder will quietly invade the body and then affect the mind.

Those who are affected by it will fall into hallucinations for no reason, see all kinds of horrific scenes before their eyes, and become panic-stricken.

Under the cover of panic, people's minds are fragile, and they are easily deceived by slander and lose their self-judgment ability.

What she smeared on the super-grade spiritual enlightenment pill was this illusion dust powder.

In just half a cup of tea, the leaders who were discussing matters inside seemed to have started quarreling, with sounds of cup-breaking and shouting aloud, which frightened the younger brothers. They all stood up and stretched their necks to look inside.

There was a sound of scuffling, and a bench slammed into the door of the hall, allowing all the disciples to see the scene inside clearly.

The leaders of various sects were fighting with each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic!

"What are you standing there for? Help me!"

Jin Cancan's shout woke everyone up, and they all picked up their weapons and rushed in.

She walked slowly to the end of the team, unscrewed the can of illusion dust powder, flicked her wrist, and threw the can into the air in the hall.

A sharp sword energy shot out from her hand and hit the jar accurately.

With a crisp "bang" sound, the jar was shattered instantly, and the illusion dust powder fell from the air like snowflakes, evenly sprinkling on everyone.

Jin Cancan thoughtfully locked the doors and windows of the hall and went to the back mountain of Menghuzhai alone.

She violently destroyed the door of the treasury and took a quick look. There was nothing interesting here, just some low-level treasures and pills. But since she was here, there was no reason for her to leave empty-handed.

Jin Cancan packed up all the secret books, medicinal herbs, spiritual plants and various supplies, stuffed the storage ring full, then returned to the hall, knocked people out with a punch, and took away all their storage rings and treasure bags.

She quickly returned to Huiyue Town. Her Erhu costume scared many villagers, and the disciples of Huiyue Sect also drew their swords at her. It was not until Jin Cancan spoke in her own voice that they recognized her.