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After returning to the room, Fang Duobing could no longer contain his doubts and asked, "Li Lianhua, why didn't you let me drink at the banquet just now? Was there something wrong with the wine?"

Li Xiangyi glanced at him and said, "Fang Xiaobao, can you use your brain? Can you just drink the wine given to you by others in public? You are too weak to be on guard!"

Qiao Wanwan also said, "Xiaobao, when traveling the world, besides being smart and resourceful, you also need to be observant. Look at that Master Wei, he has a smiling face, and it's obvious he has bad intentions. That wine was spiked with 'ghost weeping soup,' and it will take effect in six hours. If there's no antidote, you'll die from excruciating pain all over your body."

"Ghost Crying Soup?" Fang Duobing exclaimed, "What is that?"

"It's a very powerful poison," Li Xiangyi explained. "The victim will feel severe pain all over the body, as if thousands of ghosts are gnawing at their heart. It's a life worse than death."

"Then...then what should we do?" Fang Duobing was a little panicked.

"Don't worry," Li Xiangyi comforted him, "We haven't drunk any alcohol yet, so we'll just see what happens when the time comes."

"Li Lianhua, have you known for a long time that there is something wrong with this wine?" Fang Duobing suddenly asked.

"Of course," Li Xiangyi said calmly, "From the moment I stepped into Weijia Village, I knew this was not a simple matter."

"Then why did you come?" Fang Duobing asked in confusion.

"Because I want to know what exactly this Wei Manor Master is trying to do." A gleam of light flashed in Li Xiangyi's eyes. "Also, where did this Penglai Yushan Bottle come from?"

"Could it be... that this Penglai Yushan Bottle is fake?" Fang Duobing guessed.

"No, this bottle is real." Li Xiangyi shook his head, "But it's not so easy to enter King Fangji's tomb."

"Then what should we do next?" Qiao Wanwan asked.

"Let's wait and see what happens," Li Xiangyi said. "Since Master Wei invited us here, he must have a purpose. Let's see what tricks he has in mind before we make any plans."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Qiao Wanwan said gently.

"Li Lianhua, you're amazing!" Fang Duobing looked at Li Xiangyi with admiration, "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

"That's nothing," Li Xiangyi waved his hand. "The real test is still to come."

The night was as dark as ink, thick and indissoluble, and Weijiazhuang was shrouded in an eerie silence. Lanterns swayed in the corridors, their dim light casting mottled shadows on the bluestone slabs, adding a touch of eeriness.

Li Xiangyi, Qiao Wanwan and Fang Duobing walked side by side towards the room.

"Four", "Three". Li Xiangyi's eyes fell on the sign on the door of their room. The sign was not an ordinary wooden sign, but was carved from two huge dice, one with four points and the other with three points. Under the dim light, it was particularly eye-catching.

"This..." Fang Duobing scratched his head, puzzled. "What exactly does this dice mean? Could it be that Master Wei is really a gambler?"

Li Xiangyi shook his head, a meaningful smile on his lips, and said, "Fang Xiaobao, can you think of anything else besides gambling? This house number may just be a coincidence, or it may have a deeper meaning. We should be careful."

Qiao Wanwan nodded slightly, and the gentle moonlight sprinkled on her face, making her skin look even more white and her eyebrows and eyes look more picturesque.

She said softly, "Huahua is right. We are new here, so we should be cautious."

Fang Duobing curled his lips in disapproval. He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Be cautious, be cautious! I don't care about this. I'm going to check on the Lion and Tiger duo. They also have the tokens of the Fourteen Yellow Springs Thieves. I want to see if they have anything to do with those seven headless corpses!"

Li Xiangyi looked at Fang Duobing's eager look and smiled helplessly.

He stretched himself, yawned long, pretended to be sleepy, and said, "Oh, I'm a little sleepy, Luo Luo, let's go to bed, I don't care about you, just be careful and don't kill yourself."

Upon hearing this, Fang Duobing was immediately furious. He widened his eyes and angrily replied, "Li Lianhua, stop looking down on me! I may be young, but I'm no pushover! Just wait and see!"

After saying that, Fang Duobing slammed the door shut, making a loud noise that was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

He walked away angrily, his back disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan smiled at each other, their eyes full of doting. They also returned to their rooms and gently closed the door.

As the night deepened, Weijiazhuang was completely silent. Only the occasional chirping of insects echoed in the quiet night, making the place even more tranquil.

Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the night sky, like a sharp knife, tearing the tranquility apart.

"Brother!" The voice came from the room of the Lion and Tiger duo!

Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan suddenly opened their eyes and looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and solemnity. Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately stood up and rushed out as fast as they could.

Fang Duobing also rushed out of the room, his face pale, obviously frightened by the sudden scream. The three of them arrived at the door of the lion and tiger's room almost at the same time.

The door was wide open and Zhang Qinghu was kneeling on the ground, his body shaking violently. He was whimpering in despair like a wounded beast.

He was holding a headless corpse in his arms. The corpse was wearing a brocade robe and had a burly figure. It was Zhang Qingshi!

Zhang Qingshi's head was gone, leaving only his bare neck. The broken neck was covered in blood and flesh, and blood was gushing out, staining the ground red, which was a shocking sight.

"This...what's going on?" Fang Duobing asked in horror. His voice was trembling and his teeth were chattering. He was obviously frightened by the horrific scene before him.

Li Xiangyi's expression was also very solemn, his brows furrowed, his eyes sharp as a hawk. He walked forward, squatted down, and carefully examined Zhang Qingshi's body.

"This...how come this is the same as those headless corpses?" someone in the crowd said in horror, his voice full of fear and anxiety. This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Li Xiangyi didn't say anything. His eyes fell on Zhang Qinghu and he asked in a deep voice, "Zhang Qinghu, what's going on?"

Zhang Qinghu raised his head, his face covered in tears, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul. He shook his head, his lips trembling, and said in a hoarse voice: "I... I don't know... I didn't see anything..."

"Haven't you been with your brother the whole time? How come you didn't see anything?" Fang Duobing asked anxiously, his voice full of anxiety and confusion.

"I... I just... I just got up to go to the bathroom... and was standing at the door..." Zhang Qinghu spoke incoherently, his eyes unfocused, as if he was in extreme fear and confusion. "I came back... after I came back... I found... I found that my brother... my brother..."

Zhang Qinghu could no longer speak. He hugged Zhang Qingshi's body and burst into tears. His cries were heart-wrenching and echoed in the silent night, which was creepy.

Li Xiangyi stood up and looked around. Apart from signs of a struggle, there were no other clues left in the room. The windows were closed, and the door latch was intact. How had the murderer entered the room and left with Zhang Qingshi's head?

He walked to the window and carefully checked the window frame, but found no signs of being pried open. He then walked to the door and checked the latch, but found nothing unusual either.