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... asked in confusion, "Aren’t all coffins black?"
Tang Chuxia shook her head slightly. "No, I think you might need a big red one!"
Gu Nanzhi became even more puzzled, "Why?"
Tang Chuxia gave a dry laugh, "You’ll know soon enough!"
It wasn’t long after that—a next second, actually—a soul-calling wail rose from the depths of hell. "Gu Nanzhi, how do you want to die?"
The voice was ghostly, accompanied by a piercing cold wind that burst in through the open door ...
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