One Piece: The Journey of the Divine Girl

Dorangus Saint slept very deeply, as if floating on the clouds, very relaxed.

The sun had already risen, and the sun was shining through the windows, illuminating the room. Wisps of fragrance crept into his nose, like autumn dusk, like old books.

He stretched lazily, carefully feeling the aroma from nowhere.

"Knock knock!"

The girl knocked on the door and came straight in.

Dorangus Saint pulled up the quilt and covered it, and his face flushed again.

He slept naked last night because he was covered with wounds and his clothes were dirty.

"Why don't you wait for me to come in?"

"Huh? But when I come in later, you still don't have any clothes to wear. The girl lifted the wooden tray on which were neatly folded clothes.

"It's here." After saying that, she went out and closed the door intimately.

Dorangus lifted the quilt, picked up the clothes on the tray, and examined them.

It's beautiful, but it's weird.

The pure white cardigan has two thin straps on the inside and outside, and the lower waist of the pants is also laced. The blue coat was long, with faint dark green stripes on it, and it was embroidered with a cylindrical plant that he had never seen before.

I flipped through it, and there was a black boxer panties in my clothes. Dorangus's head suddenly heated.

He put it on clumsily, tied his belt in a dead knot, and tucked his foot into his black boots.

Standing behind the door, he took a deep breath before opening it, though he didn't know why he was nervous.

The girl propped her hand on the table, propped her chin, and looked him up and down. Seeing that he was nervous again, he wanted to close the door.

"Not bad! It goes well with your eyes. The girl wink unconsciously.

"Ah, Aang." He suddenly felt himself stuttering a little.

The girl lifted the two baskets on the table and walked over to him, handed him one, and pulled him out by tugging at his cuffs.

"Let's go, we've got to find the ingredients."

"Hmm." He remembered yesterday's big plate of mushrooms, colorful and looking like they were poisonous. But no, it was surprisingly delicious, some of it was beef, some were creamy, and some were apple.

But these flavors are not seasoned, but the natural flavor of the mushrooms themselves after roasting, which is evocative.

When I think about the food, I feel like I'm hungry again.

"Further on is the forest, you have to follow me."

He looked down at the girl, her hairstyle today was very simple, just tied the supple black hair with a watery green headband near the waist.

Then he noticed that the dress she was wearing today was the same color as his.

"What's the matter? Come on. The girl frowned and pouted slightly, as cute as a kitten.

He rubbed his fingers, trying to pinch her face.

"What kind of food?" He digressed the subject.

The girl turned and walked into the forest, "You'll know if you follow me."

Dorangus Saint Yiyan hurried her, and looked around curiously on the road, as if he had never seen the world.

"Look here!" The girl patted his arm and pointed to a patch of green on the ground.

"Moss?"

"It's not moss, you touch them." The girl tempted him to touch it, and there was a wicked smile on her face.

But he didn't want to break it, so he stretched out his finger and touched it, only to feel a little wet.

But within two seconds, it seemed to move, a small bag bulged out between the small grass at the fingertips, and a thin branch broke through the ground, blooming a red flower at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the image of the flower was not flattering.

The flower has only two large red petals, which form a shape that resembles a red lip. The stamens in the middle were square, yellow overall, with speckled black spots on them, reminding him of the teeth of a navy who loved to smoke and not brush his teeth.

What is even more impossible to ignore is that the stamen is slowly spitting out a pink bubble.

"Pop the bubbles!" The girl urged him.

He did so, and an indescribable sense of excitement came over him, as if he had seen the Deep Sea Adventure, his first adventure book. He suddenly wanted to kiss the book cover, so he slowly lowered his head.

"Hahahahaha! ( ̄y▽ ̄)~*" The girl laughed happily and pulled him back from his hallucination.

"What do you see? Let's talk about it.

Dorangus scratched his head and replied, "A book." The

corners of the girl's mouth slowly pulled down, "Cut, it's not interesting."

"So, what's going on."

"The plant's bubbles make people hallucinate and see what they love most."

"It's amazing!"

"Pop a few more flowers."

"Huh?"

"Don't 'ah', don't look ugly, it's delicious, it's crunchy." The girl licked her lips as she spoke, narrowing her eyes happily.

"I don't want it unless you poke it too."

"Yes, there's nothing to be afraid of, you won't hallucinate by popping a bubble with a branch."

The two of them then plucked all the flowers of the moss without saying a word. One of them poked out flowers, the other poked bubbles, and then put them into the basket of Dorangus Saint, with a tacit understanding, the atmosphere was not awkward at all.

The girl lifted her empty basket, "Let's pick something else." "

The further you go, the bigger the trees become, and the air is fresh and cool. There is a stone staircase at the end of the road, and when you walk up, you will see a tall bamboo.

Dorangus Saint had never seen such a plant, and stroked the dark embroidery on the clothes on his chest, "This is the same embroidery as the clothes on my body." The

girl's eyes were full of pride, and she reached out to pat the bamboo, and the bamboo leaves at the top rustled, "This is called bamboo, and it is a very proud grass."

"This is grass? So high! He looked up at the grass that was reaching into the sky.

"Not only does it grow tall, but it also tastes great when you cook with it!"

He curled his fingers and tapped the bamboo tube with his knuckles, "It's so hard, can you eat it?"

"Yes, you can eat it directly." She smiled slyly again.

She put the basket on the ground, tied up her horse, and slashed horizontally at the bamboo knot with her five fingers together. Before it touched the bamboo, the palm wind had already cut it off.

"What's your move?"

"Tai Chi."

"I haven't heard of it."

"You want to learn?"

"Not really."

Wen Qing split the bamboo into several pieces and put it in a basket.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

Dorangus Saint leaned against the door, watching Wen Qing cook. Her movements are smooth and pleasing to the eye. The water vapor mixed with the aroma of rice slowly wafted up, obscuring her face.

What a gentle wife of a good man! It's the life he yearns for.

At this time, Wen Qing turned his head and said to him, "Take the dishes out, it's time to eat." He

put his tongue on the roof of his mouth. Tsk, more like.

Dinner is simple, just one dish.

The bamboo tube that had just been scooped up was still steaming, and Wen Qing twisted the lid of the bamboo tube with his hand wrapped in cloth, and a fragrant smell spread. For the first time, he smelled the bitterness of tea, with a woody mellowness, mixed with the aroma of rice, forming a taste full of natural feeling.

"It's bamboo rice, it's delicious! Taste it. The girl was anxious to share her favorite food with him.

Dorangus scooped up a spoonful of rice, and the rice was slightly yellow in color, mixed with finely chopped green shiitake mushrooms and red red-lip petals, which looked particularly tempting.

When you eat it in your mouth, the first thing you feel is the crisp and sweet red lip flower, and the juice bursts instantly. This is followed by a beef aroma of green mushrooms, which brings a sense of satisfaction. The rice is made with only a little salt, and more of the juice that comes out of the ingredients. After swallowing the rice, a deeper bamboo fragrance swells up in the throat, washing away the greasy feeling.

It was such a special meal, he looked at Wen Qing in surprise, but she had already buried her head in eating.

The two of them swept away the bamboo rice on the table, and both leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed their stomachs.

"I want to tell you my name." The girl suddenly spoke solemnly.

"Huh? Yes. Dorangus Saint was stunned and reacted.

"Wen Qing." She said.

"Smell cyan? Sounds poetic.

"Won't you tell me your name?"

Dorangus choked and said, "Dolan, just call me Dolan."

He didn't dare to say his real name, for fear that the girl would know that he was a Draconian, or that he would know later.

"Yes, Dolan. Grandpa said that being a friend starts with exchanging names, and you will be my first friend in the future! Wen Qing laughed, her eyes crooked, and her eyes were full of joy.

"Hmm." Dolan Gus Sheng, no, it was Dolan who replied solemnly.