Once midnight passed, it counted as the second day.
After they had survived the first day in the old house without any real danger, the second day was clearly twice as perilous. On the first day, there had been no trace of a fierce ghost in the old house. Whether it was the wind that sounded like crying, the urgent knocking outside the door, or the darkness deep in the corridor, none of those supernatural phenomena had invaded the old house itself.
But on the second day, things changed.
Traces of ghosts appeared inside the old house.
Before the room shrouded in darkness at the end of the left corridor stood an empty black Grand Tutor Chair. On its backrest, a pair of cold, eerie hands could clearly be seen resting there.
Fortunately, the ghost stopped there.
When the darkness had eroded that far, it did not continue. Though the main hall was dim, some light still filtered in through the courtyard.
Left with no choice, everyone gathered in the main hall.
Because the rooms were no longer safe to stay in.
When they had arrived earlier, all kinds of supernatural phenomena had already appeared in the empty rooms nearby. If they continued staying there, their end would surely be miserable.
"To the rear hall."
Seeing this, Yang Jian acted immediately without any hesitation.
The others tensed and promptly followed him.
The second day was supposed to be for keeping vigil.
Since it was a vigil—
The meaning was obvious. They had to remain near the coffin and watch over the old man's corpse. Leaving recklessly, or simply being away from the coffin, would be an extreme sign of disrespect.
And no one could predict what sort of danger such disrespect would bring.
The Red Coffin stood in the middle