"Actually, it's similar to a mobile phone in the mortal world, except that the mobile phone uses a battery and needs to be charged, and the immortal's communication tool is turned on with immortal energy, you see here-"

Chang Sakura is still wearing a plain white cotton and linen long skirt, her long hair hangs straight down, a lock on each side is back to the back and a knot, and a small lock of not too long is left in front of her ears floating at will, saying that her delicate white skin, and slightly resentful eyes, the more she looks at it, the more beautiful she becomes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She pointed to the back of the black wooden comb's teeth, "Princess, please look here, there's a tiny button here, just at the tip of your index finger," she said, making a demonstration, holding the comb in her hand and clasping her index finger on the small button, "Just a gentle push—princess try?" ”

Su Ruluo took a closer look, there was indeed a small button on it, a particularly small rectangular pin, there was a gap of about 3 mm above the wooden pin, the wood grain on the back of the comb was natural and smooth, and it was black, I really didn't pay attention to such a design if I didn't look closely. This wood is really good, and it can be carved so finely.

She put her index finger up according to Sakura's instructions, and pushed it gently, and suddenly felt that her finger was pricked by a needle, and it was not deep, as if she had been pricked by a rose thorn.

"Haha, fooled! Fooled! Seeing this, the little bird flapped its wings gloatingly.

Chang Sakura on the side also covered her mouth and smiled a little 'conspiracy succeeded': "The princess doesn't have to care, it just took a little blood from you to recognize the master, and it won't be in the future, the princess will try again." ”

Su Ruluo glared at Xiao Ruoxi, stuck out her tongue at it, and asked Chang Ying instead: "Sister, why does it recognize the Lord?" He lifted his index finger and looked at the comb, and found no change except for a drop of his own blood seeping into the wooden comb.

It is important to know that ordinary combs do not absorb liquids unless they are soaked for a long time. But it remained silent, and sucked the blood into it at once.

"The material of this comb is an ancient peach tree that has become refined, and her personality is a little rude, so she must be allowed to recognize the Lord first, as long as she recognizes the Lord, she will have no two hearts."

"Sister, is it male or female?" Saying that, she pushed again, but this time she was not pricked, but there was no change.

Just wondering, I heard a voice like a silver bell: "Sister Chang Sakura, why is this person you recommended a mortal?" ”

Chang Sakura was a little dissatisfied, and teased: "Momoko, this is the most suitable master I found for you in heaven and earth-Tassel Princess, you still don't thank me?" ”

Su Ruluo looked at the comb curiously, and the voice was obviously what it said. Sounds like a high school student younger than himself.

A yellow-haired girl, and she said it was an 'ancient' tree!

"You're a yellow-haired girl!" The comb seemed to hear her heart, and it was so startled that it let go and 'slammed' it onto the stone table. I'm afraid I'll break it.

But in the last moment it fell, it 'stood' on the stone table, and it didn't shake for a moment. What a spirit.

Su Ruluo was no longer surprised, his mouth opened, and he immediately closed it.

At this time, Nagasura explained: "Don't worry, princess, maybe she is not suitable for the new master for a while. It is called Peach, and it lives in this horizontal mountain, and when we are usually idle, the two of us will relieve each other's boredom; One year, a divine fire descended from the sky and burned it to the point that only half of the trunk remained, and seeing that her cultivation was gradually declining, I took her and made it into a comb, using a little of my own immortal power to maintain her soul. The one given to the princess is the one with her soul. It was also considered that the princess could not open it for the time being, so he gave this one to the princess. ”

"Oh, I see, I thought it was a normal wooden comb." But there's a soul on it, and I'm so embarrassed to use it to comb my hair.

"It's just a princess, and you can't pass it on to anyone else, and you can't use it in front of any mortal."

"Yes, peaches hate mortals the most." Little Ruoxi chimed in, "Especially men. ”

"You know, mortals can't understand such a clever thing, and they will reject me as an alien. It's still my sister's thoughtfulness. "But I still don't know how to communicate—isn't there some light, a screen, something mysterious?

"Well, with me, I'm sure I'll be able to hear it. Stupid! "What did she say?! Call me --- stupid?!

Except for Sister Chang Sakura in this yard, it's really hard to get along with.

"Alas, my sister is currently guilty, and Heaven does not allow her to use any means of communication, and she is not allowed to have contact with the outside world during her sentence. In short, my sister can only stay on this mountain. If there is anything, just tell me and it will be like telling my sister, and as for how I was arraigned, with your current understanding, I will tell you slowly later. ”

Is! Who is the master?! It was as if I was in her eyes—I couldn't bear it!!

For Sister Changying's sake, Su Ruluo swallowed and spat at the mouth, pretending not to care: "Okay, you're amazing!" Better you're really good—"

The wooden comb snorted and fell silent.

She frowned: Is this wood also used to being big?

"The princess doesn't have to be as familiar with her," said a 'hum' from the comb at this point, "She's a knife-mouthed, tofu-hearted, good-hearted, helpful-" Sakura said as she looked at the comb and gave Ruluo a look.

Sure enough, Peaches was silent.

"When the princess cultivates immortals, it is also the time when her soul can be reborn, and it is too late for her to be grateful to the princess."

This sentence sounded like a falling cloud, as if it were for a peach, and as if it was for her. The judgment of the immortals is probably right. It's a good thing anyway.

So I put away the wooden comb and said goodbye to the long cherry blossoms. Double-click to return.

Xiao Ruoxi was a little lost: "Mother, can the peach really recover?" ”

Chang Sakura stroked its feathers and said kindly: "Of course, the jade bracelet on the princess's hand can gather the aura of the world and nourish the fairy spirit the most." ”

"Now Peaches is saved. Alas, Peaches, I'll miss you—" Saying that, he pulled the little head melon, and pecked at the candy without a pair.

Suddenly, it suddenly became happy: "Mother, communicate with Sister Su more in the future, and let her send more delicious food." ”

Nagasura smiled, but didn't speak, shook her body suddenly, turned into the house, and began to gasp for air.

Xiao Ruoxi knew that her mother was going to suffer from the catastrophe again, so she hurriedly flew in.

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"Dad, can you lend me a helicopter?" Gao Miaoxuan was wearing a white hollow robe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and whispered to his mobile phone, "I'm just going on a two-day trip with my friends, don't worry!" ”

"Okay, thank you, Dad—" Putting down her phone, she happily put her hands behind her back, rolled her eyes, and called Conchos again.

"Young Master Kang, the helicopter has been done. Weapons you solve, but be sure to bring me! ”

"Okay, I'll take you, Miss!" Conjos was looking in the mirror here, crooked his neck and holding his mobile phone, answering the phone while squeezing the pimples, "In the pile of women, I admire you!" Well, my buddy will let you know as soon as I have news. ”

Gao Miaoxuan put down his phone, and when he thought of catching the bad guys, he turned around excitedly, and then made a big split, with one hand on top and the other hand stretched forward to make a heroic action.

…………

Several ghosts focused on Su Ruluo's unit building again, and each shook their heads, saying that they had found no trace of Liu Fangcheng.

His mother, in her grief, summoned up her courage again, wrote the word "thanks" in the air, and flew out again.