After returning to Room 11, Li Yi was surprisingly calm. He continued his practice of the White Bone Temple Cultivation Skill at night, entering Meditation Cultivation since he felt that he would soon awaken his Spiritual Sense—in the next few days, if all went well. Hence, he wanted to make the most of his time and work hard.
In the night.
The dull footsteps were still heard inside the Ghost Post Office, where a terrifying fierce ghost roamed the premises. Several times it lingered past his door, but the ghosts here still obeyed certain rules and didn't enter Li Yi's room.
After the terror of the fierce ghost had moved on.
Through the cracks in the old wooden door, Li Yi saw many black letters drifting down inside the Ghost Post Office.
"More black letters have fallen?"
