Yang Jian had noticed the anomaly in the old house early on. After choosing to place the old man in the coffin, the time that followed had been peaceful.
Although a cold wind still blew outside the old house, it was no longer as eerie as before. The crying had not returned either. During the remaining time, everyone in the house got some rest and was no longer as constantly on edge.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon.
Yet everything here remained unchanged from the night. The old house was still exceedingly dim, but the one difference was that everyone felt the indescribable chill within it had dissipated considerably.
This change could only be felt, not described.
"Is the old house safe during the day?"
With that thought in mind.
Everyone boldly left their rooms again and began using this time to search for more secrets of the old house.
In the main hall.
Everyone gathered once more to discuss everything that had happened the previous night.
It was all for survival.
Even if there were conflicts now, they had to be put aside for the time being.
"Using twelve hours as the boundary, the old house is relatively safe for the twelve daylight hours, but it becomes especially dangerous after nightfall. Last night, there were eerie knocks at the door, wind that sounded like crying, the old man's corpse was moved, and the old wooden chair deep in the corridor was pushed forward."
Fan Xing squatted on the ground, smoking as he frowned. "A full four supernatural phenomena. All of them were signs that danger was approaching. It was only at dawn that these phenomena were curbed."
"Because at that time, the old man's corpse was placed in the coffin and moved into that Red Coffin."