241 The Amulet

Preceptor Xia's voice was light as a breeze. "Hand the Eight Characters over."

The abbot quickly handed the slip of paper over. He had wanted to ask Preceptor Xia if he needed to take a look at her photo, but decided it was excessive — Preceptor Xia had already discreetly caught a glimpse of her in person, why would he need her photo now?

He watched Preceptor Xia unfold the slip of paper with a movement he admired.

Preceptor Xia made his calculations and deductions with his fingers before calmly saying, "You may leave."

The abbot dared not question his words as he politely took his leave.

He carefully closed the door from the outside.

Preceptor Xia left the slip of paper by the side, got a paper and pen, and wrote another set of Eight Characters. Taking her looks into consideration, he plotted a method of calculation.

Many moments passed.