[Comprehensive] Comb girl

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1. The author is tired of writing dramas, and just wants to write short essays to decompress.This is a silly, sweet, and sweet article about the heroine of everyone's single arrow.

2. The setting of the heroine: No knowledge, no culture, no scheming, the ultimate silly white sweet big soft bag, no conscious bulldozer.The most important point, non-C, please pay attention to lightning protection.There are hidden attributes, no spoilers, personality changes to be developed.

3. Super-powerful OOC blackening warning, people are controlled carefully, this is not self-effacing, please don’t read if you accept incompetence.

4. Please don't look for true love in this article, this is just a brainless and refreshing article.

This is just a brainless decompression article.

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comb.

An exquisite comb, the comb body is made of gold, so it is heavy.The slender comb tail is inlaid with unknown cyan gemstones, which are crystal clear.The back of the comb is engraved with dense lines, which seems to be a Buddha riding on a lotus.

The last scene in Ah Ding's memory is this gorgeous comb.

However, this comb does not belong to her.

The heavy stick fell on her, and every blow seemed to crush her bones.It seems that the lungs have been split open, so the pain has entered the numb stage, and only the cold sweat on the forehead and the tears that flowed unconsciously remained.

The hostess' disgusted voice came from his ear, mean and sharp.

"Why do you keep a servant with such unclean hands and feet? Today he stole my comb, but tomorrow he might steal other things!"

Ah Ding wanted to shout "It's not me", but when he opened his mouth, he could only make an unpleasant crying sound.

It's a pity that when the hostess heard her hoarse voice, instead of showing any pity, her voice became even more hateful: "It's this expression of pretending to be pitiful! It has seduced all the adults. It's just a combing lady, but Dressed so restlessly!"

Seeing the hostess getting angry, the servant with the stick became more aggressive.

The people around seemed to be flattering the hostess, but Ah Ding couldn't hear it clearly.

"Ma'am, my lord is going to Danbo to take office soon. This is a great thing, so don't be in a bad mood."

"It's not worth getting angry at a coquettish comber all the time."

"As long as my wife is willing, I can hire three or four more hair combers."

The voice gradually blurred, Ah Ding only felt his mind was empty, and then his vision was completely invaded by darkness.

***

Ah Ding died. In the spring of the 13th year of Yuanlu, he was ordered to be executed by the mistress for the crime of theft.

Although he died bearing a stigma, Ah Ding didn't have much anger or injustice.

She has always been so submissive and careless, to her, this is just "bad luck".

The place where she lives is the countryside of Yuxie County, and the owner's family is a local dignitary.At the age of 12, Ah Ding was sold by her parents into the master's house as a slave. The name "A Ding" was also given by the mistress for her.If it weren't for the name given by the hostess, she wouldn't even have a name, and would be called "the daughter of the Saburo family".

Not knowing how long after she died, she found herself turned into a ghost.

It is not accurate to say it is a "ghost", because she has a physical body, can talk, breathe, and run, but does not need to eat or drink, as if she has been cut off from the human world.

And now, in front of Ah Ding, stood a man dressed like a shrine priest.

"Miss Ading, we hope that you can take over from Honmaru, become a god judge, and correct the destroyed history." The man said respectfully to her.

Ah Ding had never been treated so respectfully by a clergyman, and was a little frightened.

She has always been the one who respects the priest—every new month, she will go to the open-air shrine behind the lord's house to worship the God of Heaven.The head of the shrine didn't want to see her because of her poor clothes and occasional mud on her shoes.

"Excuse me, are you talking to me?" Ah Ding shrank a little, and unconsciously lowered his head, his voice revealing extreme respect.

"Yes." The man replied, "Miss A Ding, you are the one I am looking for."

"If it's me...I, I can't do it." A Ding shook his head and whispered, "I definitely can't do it. Please, my lord, find someone else. If it's me, I must will fail."

There was anxiety in her eyes.

Hearing these strange words, Ah Ding was already frightened.She has no strengths except that she is good at combing her hair; she is stupid, not at all clever, and she will screw up if asked to do anything.

What's more, she is still a woman with the stigma of "thief".Even in the world of the dead, who would want to hire her?

But the man laughed: "Miss A Ding, you are the chosen one, you must take over as Honmaru."

Ah Ding's lips trembled when he heard the words "The Chosen One".After a long time, she raised her head in fear and asked, "Is this the will of the gods? Even if I am a clumsy servant, I must become a judge..."

"God judge." The man said kindly, "Yes, you can understand it that way."

Ah Ding's expression was extremely flustered.

She has an astonishingly beautiful face, even though the owner of the face is always shy, but it can't conceal the brilliance of this beauty; her every move is full of feminine style, and it is the most provocative that style.

This was originally a seductive contradiction - shyness, timidity, and sexy style appeared on the same woman, and there was no sense of disobedience.

At this moment, she is weighing repeatedly in her heart.

She is dead, so there is no need to care so much.If it was the will of the gods, then she shouldn't go against it; but she was afraid that she would be clumsy and cause trouble for her employer after death...

"If it's the will of the gods, then I'll go." After thinking for a while, she said, her voice trembling, "But, I'm sure I can't do it well..."

But the man didn't have the patience to explain too much to her, and said with a sharp tone: "Next, I will send you to Honmaru. Because of the influence of the former god judge, most of the Fusangshen in Honmaru have fallen into the darkness. Among them, the temper is not good, please be cautious. As for how to revise history, when you get there, there will naturally be someone to guide you."

Ah Ding knows "Fu Sangshen", or "99 Gods" - a spiritual object formed after a hundred years of storage.But she couldn't understand what the man said about "revising history" and "falling into darkness".

It's a pity that the man didn't have the slightest willingness to explain to her.

It only took a moment for Ah Ding to realize that the scenery in front of him had changed, from a cliff covered with barnacles and repeatedly washed by waves to a wilderness shrouded in night.

This is a whole new place.

As for the god-like man, he also disappeared in front of her.

Ah Ding doesn't know what season it is now, judging from the green in the fields, it might be summer here.But even so, the night wind still made her feel a little cold - she could only tighten her skirt and walked forward along the field ridges in small steps.

Gradually, the field ridges disappeared, replaced by a meadow covered by twilight.On the high place, there is a brand-new mansion; the lacquered pillars are beautiful red, and the eaves of the main entrance are in the style of a thousand birds breaking the wind.

...Honmaru.

Is this what the divine master said, "Honmaru"?

After only one glance, Ah Ding stopped in his tracks.

This kind of house is more magnificent and richer than the house of the master's house she served when she was alive, and it is obviously not something that a lowly person like her can set foot in.

——Let's leave now, so as not to provoke the host's anger.

Thinking about this, Ah Ding glanced at the rich red building with some hesitation, and turned his head hesitantly.

When she was in the countryside of Yuxie County, she had never seen such a beautiful building, it was just like the residence of the so-called Master Yutaisuo in the Jingliuli playbook.

She looked at it again with nostalgia, then turned and left quickly.When I lifted my foot, I was a little anxious, staggered, and fell forward.

--Oops!

This is the only clothes she has now, if it gets wet with mud, there will be nothing to wash and change...

Just when Ah Ding was nervous, she fell into an embrace.Immediately, a voice with a faint smile rang in her ears.

"Hahahaha...be careful when walking at night, the newly appointed lord."

Hearing this sentence, Ah Ding froze for a moment.

This voice belonged to a man. It was calm, slow, and light, and it seemed that it was not contaminated by any fireworks in the world of mortals.

The men that Ah Ding met were nothing more than servants of the master's family; all the men were busy, full of sweat, dust and violent local temperament.Even the hostess who wears the gorgeous brocade of the Tang Dynasty occasionally does this.

With just this one sentence, she felt that this man must be a great person.

She was so nervous that she didn't even dare to look up.However, where the lowered eyes looked, he could see the corners of the large sleeves of the other party's hunting clothes - this flowing blue material was not something ordinary men could afford.

The more expensive you are, the more complicated the clothes will be; only the servants who are busy working all day will wear simple clothes that do not hinder their work.

The man who caught her was a nobleman.Maybe, not just a nobleman...

The ignorant Ah Ding even thought of the word "general" in his mind.

In an instant, Ah Ding's heart beat a beat slower.

"My lord, please forgive my rudeness!" She fled quickly, tremblingly, no longer caring about the dirt on the ground, spread her five fingers, and knelt down on the ground, "I didn't mean to offend you!"

The other party was quiet for a while.

Then, Ah Ding heard that leisurely laughter again.

"Hahahaha... The new lord is really a character with a unique personality." He smiled softly, his arms dropped to his waist.Ah Ding saw a saber on his waist—even though Ah Ding knew nothing about knives, she knew it was a good knife.

"Unique character" is hardly a compliment.

She became more and more frightened, for fear that the other party would pull out that knife, making her unable to even be a dead soul.So, she shrank even more, tremblingly said: "Please, please punish me."

The man let out a "huh", bent down and stretched out his hand, slowly lifted her chin, and asked, "Punishment?"

With his slender fingers, he raised Ading's face.On the woman's pretty face, there was an expression of horror; such an expression, instead of attracting pity, could easily arouse cruelty.

Ah Ding also saw the man's face.

He was an exceptionally handsome man, with a crooked crescent moon in his long and narrow eyes, as if the whole night had been melted into them.

Ah Ding had never seen such a handsome and elegant man, so he couldn't help being a little crazy.

He seemed to be pleased by Ah Ding's expression, and he chuckled again.This laughter reminded Ah Ding, who lowered his head in embarrassment, and continued to sincerely admit his mistake: "Please...please punish me."

The man nodded, and said leisurely: "Okay. Then punish you, and walk back with me to meet everyone in Honmaru."