(7) The magic of comb

Just when these two cute little angels were quarreling, the witch heard their quarrel and wanted to see what was going on, so she walked into the room. The little angels heard the sound of the door opening.

The jeers, quarrels, and curses immediately stopped. As soon as the witch saw that all the bottles were tightly covered, she walked out. Of course, she did not find that one of the bottles containing the little angel was missing a little one.

Angel.

In her hand, she still held the comb she bought from Old Mary. No, it should be said that it was a comb that was cheated, and she still had that vicious face, looking very scary and scary. She came to her

In front of the dressing table, she combed her long hair one by one. The long hair was combed by the starlight comb, making it look even blacker and shinier.

But when the number of times she combed, plus the few times she had combed outside the house before, the total was ten times, she suddenly felt uncomfortable all over her body. Her body became less and less controlled by her.

, a pair of hands kept swaying. And whenever her hands touched, a crystal bottle would be opened, releasing the little angel trapped inside.

Finally, all the little angels ran away, and the witch was too tired to stand. Because she had to do various movements, her physical strength gradually became unbearable. So, she twitched and fell

On the ground, the moment she fell down, all the bottles made of glass and crystal shattered.

The witch squirmed in pain and wanted to use her witchcraft. But because the comb had secretly sucked her magic power out of her long hair, she could no longer use any witchcraft.

She lay there, unwilling to give up, and kept trying to get rid of the comb stuck in her head. Finally, she was exhausted and fell asleep. In her dream, she was still shouting viciously:

"I'm going to kill you, damn little angels; I'm going to break you, damn comb."

At this moment, a voice outside the house said in a sly tone: "Who is singing such a sweet song? Stop it quickly! I am a guest in your home." But the witch was asleep, and no one was there.

Answer his question. After a while, the person outside did not hear the answer inside, so he spoke again and continued:

"Then I'll come in by myself!" Immediately afterwards, a tabby cat walked in through the door. It looked very funny, like a clown in the circus. But it didn't seem to care.

These, elegantly, tied a bow tie on their chest and wore a top hat.

Although the clothes on it are not too gorgeous, they are as smooth as glass. Judging from the fabric, it should be made of pure black cowhide. This outfit makes it look handsome, but the only flaw is

Yes: It is barefoot and not wearing boots.

The cat came to the witch, and the hateful witch was still shouting viciously: "I will kill you, damn little angels; I will smash you, damn rotten comb."

"Isn't this my mistress? What? Do you want to kill the little angel? I can't do that, because they are all holy things. But if you ask me to help you break this comb, I will

You can help me with that." said the cat, and took out the comb from the witch's hair, and threw it on the ground with all his might, breaking it to pieces.

As soon as the comb was broken, the witch's magic returned to her body. So she woke up from her dream and felt very energetic. She opened her eyes and looked around, and saw a cat and the

A broken comb.

"Aren't you the kitten Hol that I adopted a year ago?" the witch said to the cat in surprise.

"Yes, mistress, I'm back again." The cat said politely to the witch.

"Ah! Then I'm so happy, Hall Cat. Did you help me break this comb?" asked the witch.

"It's nothing, my mistress, it's my honor to work for you, and I am very willing to serve you." Hall Cat's attitude towards the witch seemed very respectful.

"Okay! Since you helped me, let me give you a reward." The witch looked at Hall Cat up and down, and when she saw that it was not wearing boots, she continued: "I will give you a new pair of boots.

Right." In just a moment, Hall Cat put on a pair of brand new leather boots, and he cried out very happily: "I am the most respectable Hall Cat, and everyone says I am the best. No matter gold, silver or gold, I am the most respectable Hall cat.

Treasures, I always throw them away, throw them away."

The witch listened to it finish singing and said: "Okay Hall Cat, now you and I will go catch the little angel."
Chapter completed!