So what! Are you going to kill me?

"How dare you? This is a three-star mission... and this one is five-star!"

Yan Li was stunned. Both orders had turned yellow. The reward for the three-star one was very average, and the five-star one was not only very troublesome but also very dangerous. No one was willing to take it.

Jin Jiao and Wang Hong were also here. They had just found a place to have breakfast, and now they came together to find Jin Cancan. They were just about to invite her to do a team task, but who knew that this girl was so quick.

The commission form was specially made, and the moment Jin Cancan took it off, the corresponding task number was bound to her name.

Jin Cancan took a look at the content of the task and thought that this three-star task was not as tricky as the tasks released by the system, so this five-star task was quite interesting.

Wang Hong and others had no choice but to watch Jin Cancan go to Huanghe Village.

The people of Huanghe Village have been farming for generations, and there are countless ridges at the foot of the steep and winding mountain roads.

This road leading to Huanghe Village is narrow and damp and can only accommodate one ox cart.

The golden boots were inevitably stained with mud. At the last turn in the mountain road, a simple thatched house stood there abruptly.

The door of the hut was half closed, and it was very dark inside. Among the shadows, there seemed to be a few blood-colored strips of cloth swaying. They looked like blood-soaked skin, or like wind-dried meat. It was really hard to see clearly.

The old man sitting at the door had dim eyes. He turned his dry neck and stared at Jin Cancan with his cloudy eyes. His throat seemed to be filled with a bunch of dry grass and he was hoarse: "Little girl, where are you looking?"

Jin Cancan retracted his gaze and looked at the old man calmly: "It's so hot in the sun, what are you doing sitting here?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, his teeth yellowed: "I am waiting for someone."

Jin Cancan lowered her eyes and glanced at the content of the commission. The general meaning was that there was a fertile farmland in Huanghe Village. In recent years, strange things had suddenly happened one after another. In addition to people drowning inexplicably every day, every midnight, strange crying sounds were always heard from the thatched huts in the fields. The sound was so creepy that people dared not approach.

Her mission this time is to solve the mystery of the haunted house and eliminate the evil spirits in Huanghe Village.

The old man in front of him looked very suspicious. The geographical location of Huanghe Village was very remote. Except for those cooks who were in a hurry and would transport goods through Huanghe Village in order to take a shortcut, there were almost no outsiders.

He said he was waiting for someone, who could it be?

Soon Jin Cancan knew the answer——

An ox cart piled with boxes staggered down the mountain road. Eight cooks pushed the cart with difficulty, trying their best to keep the car stable. Two ruts left deep marks on the muddy road. Jin Cancan took two steps back to make room for the car to turn. The car did not stop and rushed straight to the lake at the foot of the mountain!

Jin Cancan witnessed the whole process of the strange incident of someone drowning in Huanghe Village every day...If Fujiwara Takumi came to this bend, he would fall into the lake with his body.

With a cry of surprise at the foot of the mountain, the cooks who were trying desperately to hold on to the goods were dragged into the water by the huge inertia!

"Help! Help! I can't swim!"

"My goods! Ahem, get my goods first!"

"Help me—Gululu, help me—"

How could the enthusiastic people by the lake just stand by and watch?

They rolled up their sleeves and threw off their shoes and jumped in, not knowing that the water had a mysterious viscosity. Those who could swim thought they could easily swim to the shore, but once they started paddling, they found that their bodies became extremely heavy and were held back by an invisible force. Not to mention saving people, they couldn't even control their own bodies and could only struggle in the water in vain!

Through the continuous rescue efforts of kind passers-by, more and more people are in need of rescue.

"Increasing the number of people going into the water to raise the temperature of the lake is really a bad idea." The old man threw away his fan, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of scene, and walked slowly towards the lake with his hands behind his back.

Jin Cancan took the opportunity to use his sword to slightly push open the loose door, revealing what was inside - a room full of red banners.

Jin Cancan was speechless. The old man's appearance and temperament were like a murderer. She was wondering if those dark red things were dried human flesh or something, but she didn't expect them to be silk banners.

She walked to the lake and watched the old man fish people out one by one. Only then did she find out the whole story from the natives.

The mountain road is steep, and passing trucks can easily overturn. In addition, the lake at the foot of the mountain has strange flood seasons and the water has a special texture. Only the natives who grew up in Huanghe Village can adapt to it. It is difficult for outsiders to swim in the lake.

The old man lived closest to the lake and had nothing to do all day long, but he always went into the water to save people calmly. After a year, there was no room to hang up the silk banners in his house. His speed of accumulating virtue was so fast that he would almost be ranked second on the Buddha's list.

Damn it, isn't this pure "Strange Way to Accumulate Virtue"?

This daily drowning incident was obviously a misunderstanding, and the strange crying in the thatched hut in the middle of the night was easily solved.

Jin Cancan glanced at the haunted house in the middle of the paddy field from afar, took out the photo stone issued by the sect, recorded the location of the hut, and went directly to the relevant department to report that the thatched house occupied fertile farmland. The report was accepted that morning, and before lunch, a group of people came and demolished the thatched house completely.

The order form in her hand turned into sparkling crystals and slowly disappeared from her fingertips. Her golden name first appeared on the record stele, accumulating 30 points and ranking first.

The bored elders in the commission office were attracted by the sound on the stone tablet. Are these newcomers so fast? !

They all looked up, and when their eyes fell on the words "Tian Ping Sword Sect: Outer Disciple - Jin Cancan", they were a little bit unbelievable.

This is probably the fastest time in history to complete a three-star commission, and the record-breaker is even... an outer sect member!

In less than half a day, when other inner disciples were still pondering the content of the commission and had not even reached the destination, Jin Cancan had already completed it?

The elders from other sects looked at Jin Cancan, who was at the top of the list, and were a little anxious. Why were their disciples so slow? ! The old man from the Tianping Sword Sect was going to act up again!

The chief attendant had sent several letters back to the sect to show off. He was smiling and walking around with his hands behind his back. No matter what others said, he would reply with one sentence: "What? How did you know that our sect's Jin Cancan broke the training record in less than half a day?"

In a short while, everyone stayed away from him.

The communication bracelet automatically sent back the golden mission video. The long-time attendant clicked it with a smile, but his smile gradually froze when he saw a group of mortals violently demolishing the haunted thatched house.

Although the other elders were annoyed by Chang Sui, they were indeed curious about how the little girl had completed the commission so quickly without building a foundation. They all leaned over to try to see the picture on the communicator.