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... hurriedly lifted his head and glanced outside. It was too dark to see any outlines.
His deceased wife, Qi Zhao, also shrank closer to the coffin, ready to leap back into the lid at any moment.
Knock, knock, knock...
The knocking continued.
Outside, there was a faint sound of the night watchman's drum mixed with the wind. Half past midnight, the entire county town should be dreaming away...
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock!
The sound of knuckles ra ...
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