The Night Watchman's Breath of All Creatures

Night watchman. The dusk rain soaks in the south of the Yangtze River, and the fog locks deep in the old alleys. Hidden at the end of the alley is a Xunxi used goods shop. The owner is named Shen Ci. He is nineteen years old. He has a clear face and a slim figure. His plain clothes are not stained by dust. The coolness of old wood and ancient porcelain lingers on his fingertips all year round. He was born with a talent that is different from ordinary people - he can see the souls of all things, and he can hear the age of things. Thousands of old objects hide the past of hundreds of generations, and a ray of spiritual light carries the joys and sorrows of half a life. Those past events buried by time slowly awaken in his ears. The stable market cannot conceal the ups and downs of destiny, one after another, the dust-laden secrets of oneself emerge one after another, vicious evil spirits quietly appear in the world, and mysterious dark organizations approach step by step. When fate suddenly arrived, Shen Ci shouldered the burden of the night watchman, peering into illusions with his eyes and suppressing all evil with his spiritual breath. Guard the city's fireworks, kill the evil spirits in the world, and protect the peace of Jiangnan every year.