After he had glanced over all of the plaintiff and defendant, Liu Wei then lowered his head and looked at the corpse on the ground.

The corpse was covered with a white cloth, just like Little Juan's corpse the last time. She slowly walked towards it, moving her nose and smelling the rotten stench in the air.

"Xiaoli." She called out for her son.

He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and his mind became much clearer.

His gaze couldn't help but fall on the medicine bottle. His eyes were filled with curiosity.

Liu Xiaoli kept the bottle carefully and muttered, "Master, it's the poison of the pill. The Feather Leaf Pill is effective in waking up the body and soul, but you can't eat too much."

The county magistrate's face was a little hot as he rubbed his nose. It was hard to say whether or not he had really been greedy for these miraculous pills.

There were many recipes for stopping vomiting and awakening one's spirit, but no one could make pills out of it. Bringing them along, this thing was quite interesting.

Liu Xiaoli stuffed the bottle back into her bag and was about to put it back in when she saw the old man from the Shang Jia Clan. After hesitating for a moment, she shook out another pill and walked to the old man's feet.

This corpse was different from last time, and from far away Liu Xiaoli could smell the scent of rotting corpses. After opening it for a while, it would definitely look uglier than Little Juan's corpse.

Liu Xiaoli meant well. The old man looked at the little boy beside his feet and was stunned for a moment.

A middle-aged servant in his thirties or forties said defensively, "Our master has never eaten anything of unknown origin."

Liu Xiaoli was startled, his small face looked a little wronged.

After Liu Wei heard this, she tilted her head to take a look, and frowned: "Xiaoli, when did I tell you that you can give these Feather Leaf Pills to people who are not too mature to eat?"

"Who did you say wasn't three or four?" The middle-aged servant replied instinctively.

Liu Wei did not even raise her head.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the county magistrate's body was still weak, and his head felt a little swollen.

The middle-aged servant who had just spoken was also stunned. His eyes popped out, and he hurriedly blocked the old man's view, not wanting his master to be frightened.

As expected, this Little Red's corpse was much more serious than Little Juan's. Its entire body was rotting and covered in blood.

If the skin was like this, there was no need to talk about being completely cut open. The corpse's stomach was completely open, and its internal organs were clearly visible. As for the organs inside, they were either broken or rotten to the extreme.

The entire hall suddenly became silent. The yamen runners on both sides of the hall had seen it before, but now that they saw it again, their faces were still pale and their lips purple.

However, since the previous time when Little Juan's corpse had been vomited to the point of no avail, the yamen runners were finally able to hold their own this time.

Liu Xiaoli stood a little distance away and wanted to take a closer look, but just as she took a step her body was stopped. A thick and male palm quickly covered his eyes, above her head, a low and beautiful male voice sounded: "Don't go over there."

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