Chen Xu was in Shengyu Square, surrounded by the soft sounds of silk and bamboo, while festivities and dances were thriving.
He stood next to a stall selling various ghost and god masks. The vendor was passionately saying, "Sir, the masks I have here have all been consecrated by the mages of Prefecture City Yuanxin Temple. Wearing them can scare off any evil, making them perfect for night walks.
Buy one, and moving forward, whether you go to other places to study or take exams, you won't have to worry about lacking useful items during night travels."
Who sells masks like that?
Chen Xu casually picked up a few masks, comparing and playing with them, seemingly listening intently to the vendor's bragging.
Yet no one knew his true attention was entirely focused three streets away at the Lin Mansion.
A single Mud Ball Daoist Soldier enabled him to hear the words of ghosts and gods.
He could hear sounds inaudible to ordinary mortals, and see things invisible to them.
