“ The corners have been cut off ", she noted , and folded the parchment into a rectangle like a brick . Words began to form : Danger Danger . She was terrified . She looked about her in a panic for any imminent sense of danger . Nothing moved . All she could hear was the howl of the wind outside , battering the walls . Then she realised what to do with the brick . The words were a clue . The paper glowed purple and spun into a vortex , which lifted Jing into the air and swallowed her whole .
Jing found herself once again in front of the boundary wall . The fortune-teller gestured to the hole with his bamboo cane and Jing lifted the brick , slamming it into place , concealing the gap between the old city and the countryside . The fortune-teller smiled mysteriously .
" You have served the Old City of Shanghai and protected it from the Japanese pirates who seek to loot our city of its ancient artefacts . In preserving the ancient temple , I will preserve your freedom .” The sun ’ s rays burst over the boundary wall and the Frigatebirds danced above . Jing found herself transported by a purple spark emitted from the fortune-teller ’ s cane . As she soared over the wall , she could see the farmers toiling over the paddy fields and her own hut on the horizon . Everything looked exactly the same , except around her home , there was no wall in sight .