The long picks fell on the table one by one and were arranged neatly.
These long tags have the same delicate patterns as compasses, but a blank space is left in the middle for people to engrave or write on.
These long signatures can be used as compass pointers, but they are too big.
After doing all this, Grandma Ping was also a little tired.
"This magical instrument is called [Four Directions Sutra], let's see how it goes."
Seeing the finished product, Hu Tao was already very satisfied.
She picked up the long sign and looked at it, then picked up the Four Directions Scripture Instrument and looked at it. She felt the power in it and her eyes shone brightly.
It is indeed made by the immortal himself, it is so exquisite!
"How to use this?"
"It's very simple."
"This long sign is the pointer of the four directions, and each sign can correspond to a person."
Grandma Ping picked up a long stick and handed it to Hu Tao, "You put a drop of blood on it and try it."
Hu Tao did as he was told, pricked a small hole in his fingertip with a needle, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the long stick.
The blood slowly blended into it, and Hu Tao's name was revealed in the blank space specially left on it.
The name is as bright red as cinnabar.
"I have enchanted magic engraved in it, which can record a person's breath and sense life and death. Once the person it belongs to dies, the name will turn gray. Put it on the Four Directions Sutra, and it will be able to
Guidance and help you find the deceased."
According to Hu Tao's initial thinking, it would be too wasteful for one person to correspond to one magic weapon, so she designed this detachable pointer.
In this way, the cost is greatly reduced and the practicality is high.
Hearing this, Hutao put the long stick with his name on it into the Four Directions Scripture Instrument. The long stick turned into a pointer and was attached to the golden ball of light in the center.
But to Hu Tao's surprise, there was no movement in the Sifang Jingyi.
"Why is there no movement? Can't we find anyone alive?"
If they can find a living person, they can also develop a person-finding business. Naturally, you can't miss this good thing.
"Okay." Grandma Ping made a secret, and the four-sided scripture instrument lit up, and the pointer on it moved and pointed at Hutao.
Walnut moved to the right for a while, and to the left for a while, and the pointer followed her firmly, pointing to her position accurately.
Hu Tao jumped up and grabbed the beam in the workshop, wondering how to point the Four Directions Scripture when she was above.
Look what's going on!
The pointer actually stood up!
Seeing this, Hu Tao squatted down under the four-way warp instrument, and the pointer pointed directly downward.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Bai opened his eyes wide and marveled at the flexibility of the pointer.
"It's not just about searching for people. When using a blank long signature, it becomes a normal four-way instrument, indicating the direction."
Grandma Ping took off the pointer with Hutao's name written on it and replaced it with a blank one. As expected, the pointer pointed south.
"Can it also provide guidance in fairyland?"
Grandma Ping chuckled and said, "Of course there are directions in fairyland."
"If you are trapped in a secret place or dangerous place, you can also use it to find an exit."
"I teach you how to use it..."
This Four Directions Scripture has a variety of modes. The first is the person-finding mode. Under normal circumstances, it searches for the dead. Switching the state can search for the living. Switching the mode can find the exit. If not, it is a compass.
It has quite a lot of functions and is quite practical.
Jiang Bai wrote down the operation of switching modes and couldn't put it down while holding the Sifang Jingyi.
Grandma Ping was obviously very satisfied, so she only made a conscientious price.
"I'll charge you 10 million molas for the craftsmanship fee."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai almost lost his grip on the Sifang Jingyi and fell to the ground.
Ten million is just the labor cost!
Although he didn't have to pay himself, Jiang Bai still felt that his heart ached, very painful!
He only had one hundred and one mola in his pocket!
This Four Directions Sutra actually costs 10 million molas!
Oh my god! Is this the immortal’s craft fee?
So expensive!
Hu Tao didn't think it was expensive, so Hu Tao paid the price happily.
If you can ask the immortals to take action, what does ten million molas mean?
Besides, this magic weapon has so many functions. She can use it once to get back ten thousand, but she can get it back after a thousand times!
For some rich people or for urgent orders, there is no problem in charging hundreds of thousands or millions!
As for who can earn it back, of course it’s our Comrade Jiang Bai!
Before work even started, Jiang Bai felt that the road ahead was bleak.
He was afraid that he would have to work in the Hall of Rebirth until he died to earn back the money...
"Grandma Ping, what should I do when these pointers are used up?"
Hu Tao counted the needles and found that there were 100 needles in total. Excluding the one with her name on it, there were only 99 available, which could not support her huge business plan.
"This pointer is not a disposable item. After use, the breath on it can be purified and recycled. I will teach you a purification spell."
Jiang Bai quietly put away Hutao's pointer to avoid being purified by Hutao.
With this thing, it will be much easier for him to find walnuts in the future!
No longer afraid that the hall master will get lost!
Walnut:(￢_￢)
She saw it, but she didn't say anything.
After all, even she can't guarantee that she won't die accidentally. If she dies accidentally outside one day, it would be nice if someone collects her body for her.
"If you run out of it, just ask me to do it again."
"Can we only record the breath by dripping blood?"
"If you put it together with items you carry close to your body, commonly worn clothes, hair and other items, you can also slowly record the breath, but it is slower, and dripping blood is the best."
Hutao nodded, which meant that she could develop a person-finding business!
"Whether it's the pointer or the four-dimensional scripture instrument, I have mixed it with basalt sand, which will not be disturbed by elemental forces and is difficult to damage."
Grandma Ping waved her hand, and a large number of long pointers stuck together, arranged neatly and rolled together like bamboo slips.
Hu Tao also threw the pointer to Jiang Bai, and Jiang Bai caught it carefully.
Although Grandma Ping said it was difficult to damage, these are all money!
Hit him and it hurts!
It’s true that the hall master was reluctant to give him even one mola, but he would spend ten million as he wished.
He is so handsome, doesn't he deserve a few moras?
Jiang Bai felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to say it.
"Jiang Bai, please go out first. I'll have a chat with Grandma Ping."
"oh."
Jiang Bai left the workshop holding the Sifang Jingyi and a large number of pointers, and sat on a big stone on the grass in front of the door in a daze.
I don’t know what the hall master said to Grandma Ping, but he also deliberately sent her out. Is there anything he can’t listen to?
As for eavesdropping
Only a fool would do such a thing, eavesdropping under the eyes of an immortal, right?
Just as he was pulling at the grass stems in boredom, a cute little head poked out of the seemingly inhabited yard.
Her big eyes were twinkling, her long hair was tied with a bow on top of her head, and there were two big bells hanging on it, which made a jingling sound when they moved.
Jiang Bai heard the sound and looked over, meeting his gaze.
I didn't sleep well all night. My whole body aches and I feel uncomfortable no matter how much I sleep. No matter how many quilts I put on it, I still feel cold. I took a thermometer and checked it in the morning. Damn it, it's 38°.