The situation on the fifth day had stabilized.
The vicious ghosts that had flooded into the old house on the fourth day had completely spiraled out of control by the fifth. Without the old man in the coffin suppressing them, they could kill without restraint. As long as anyone remained inside the old house, they would be attacked by ghosts.
Fortunately, they had found a way to survive the fifth day.
The bloodstained rice seemed capable of offsetting the ghosts' attacks, allowing the people in the old house to stay alive.
The situation had improved. The ghosts in the old house were disappearing, and they no longer posed any danger, leaving behind only vague outlines.
Everyone was silent now.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
Most of them had already walked the line between life and death more than once. Surviving until today was exceedingly fortunate, but this was not over yet. There were still two days left.
Who knew what unknown dangers might arise in those remaining two days?
That was precisely why those who had survived had little confidence.
Seven days was an ordeal for anyone. Those without sufficiently strong wills had even begun entertaining thoughts of simply giving up.
However, Yang Jian remained as calm and indifferent as ever.
Despair and hardship were not enough to shake his resolve. He was still doing everything he could to survive.
Yang Jian believed that, as long as he endured this letter-delivery mission, he would completely resolve the Ghost Post Office matter and perhaps even come into contact with more things from the Republican Era.
As long as he followed this trail, he would uncover a truth.
"Even if danger arises today, it will be concentrated around midnight. Same as before, get plenty of rest during this time and adjust your condition."