One Piece: The Journey of the Divine Girl

The days passed quickly, and they spent most of their time at sea, either on the way to escape the pursuit or on the way to hunt down others.

Because of the abundant funds, the pirate ship was also replaced, and it was a medium-sized sailing ship in the shape of a flamingo, and only the family cadres lived on it. The original ship was given to the recruited men, and they sailed with the flamingo ship.

Recently, there were eight months of continuous sailing, during which time he stayed on land for no more than three days at a time. Finally, this time I was able to stay on land for a week.

This made Saishu happy, and as soon as the boat stopped, she rushed to the town in high spirits, and she wanted to go shopping.

"Nene, I said, we're not here to play! don't leave things behind—" and Torrebol began to ramble again, dancing with his cane.

But none of these Saishu could hear it, although I could guess how he reacted. However, it was not the first time, and she trusted Uncle Repole to do her job. d=====( ̄▽ ̄*)

bShe doesn't like to be involved in fighting, killing, and she doesn't want to command her men. In front of so many people, she would be so anxious that she couldn't communicate.

"Let it be. Dover got out of the boat and put on a black cloak.

"I said, who's going to do her job?", he said, turning his head... What about the people?

The others left the place very quickly as he asked, leaving him alone, apparently all thrown at him.

This town is not very prosperous, at least Saishu will not be interested in it for a while. Keep going until you reach the edge of the town, which is sparsely populated.

In the midst of the withered weeds, a bright purple bush was particularly noticeable, and the shape was somewhat strange, like several large, twisted caterpillars.

At first glance it is conspicuous, then it is grotesque, and when you look at it a few more times, it is abstract beauty.

How can there be such a rare plant here? It doesn't exist at all.

She looked around, and saw the stone in front of her. It should be a stone, although it is still bold in color and the shape is made up of a few simple lines.

When you look closer, you can see that the stone is as thin as paper!

There are such things scattered around here, and it seems that it was the work of one person, and the style is too obvious.

And the source is not far away. It was a remote gallery, with only a dazzlingly colorful sign, and no ticket clerk or anything at the door.

Sai Shu walked in, and to his surprise, the decoration inside was quite simple, and the lighting was also of appropriate brightness, highlighting the paintings on the wall.

They are all flat paintings, bold in color, but harmonious, at first glance you can't see what the painting is, but Sai Shu still nodded and looked seriously.

At the end of the gallery, a half-human-tall canvas stands on an easel, with a figure behind him waving a paintbrush. The paint splattered and dripped to the ground.

The man seemed to realize that someone was coming, and poked his head out from behind the painting, and Saishu saw her appearance.

She has a pointed chin, purple lip gloss, triangular glasses, and a red-and-yellow exploding head.

"You're not going to be a princess somewhere, are you?", she asked first.

"Ah, no!", Sai Shu looked down at her outfit, not like a princess, just a dress with good materials. Is it because she has a crown on her head?

"Oh roar roar, that's good, princess or something!

"Hello, are you an easel?"

"What? You praise Miss Ben as a peerless beauty?

She spoke so fast, and Saishu was a little unsure if what she meant was what she understood. If so, then the topic is too far away.

Saishu had no choice but to point to her ear and say, "Can you speak more slowly?"

she seemed to understand Saishu's gesture, and when she spoke again, she did speak a little slower, "My name is Jorah, and I am an artist.

Saishu looked amazed, then pointed to a painting on the wall next to her and said, "Your painting is so special, I like this one the most." "

The name of the painting is Starry Sky, and it has a quiet dark blue background with hints of beige and bright orange, which twist and seep into each other to form a curling starry sky.

Jorah waved the brush as if she was very excited, "Of course, a simple contrast between warm and cold can make a piece of art! The direction of the brush is very important... Traces..."

She said a lot, unconsciously talking faster and faster, Saishu seemed to understand a little, but still nodded affirmatively.

"It's a great gallery, it's just not a lot of people. ", Saishu said in a regretful tone.

But this struck Jorah, who crossed her waist and raised her eyebrows, "It's those mediocre people who don't understand Miss Ben's art! The painting needs to be reassembled imaginarily, and then its colors highlighted, and finally displayed with a brush and canvas!" Saishu

was so excited to see her, she was afraid that she would say too much at once and be out of breath.

"Maybe you need to open the gallery in a crowded area. ", she reassured.

Jorah took small steps because of the constraints of the fishtail dress, but she was not slow to walk back to the back of the canvas, "The center of town is the territory of that stinky princess, and there can only be a gallery for her paintings." Miss Ben said that her paintings were all pretentious, and they were not artistic at all. "

What then?" Jorah

pointed to the leaflet on the side wall, "It's a five-year art exhibition, and if I can win the first prize, I'll be able to give her a good look." Let's just show you what real art is.

Saishu looked carefully at the flyer, and the deadline for submitting paintings was three days later, and the ranking would be revealed at the exhibition.

The exhibition will be held in this seaside town, and the time will be five days later.

"It looks so interesting!", she pointed her chin with her index finger, "I wonder if Dover will want to go." Well...... Probably not.

She had in her mind Dover's increasingly stiff face, which didn't quite fit with art. Thinking about the scene when he admired a certain painting, the sense of disobedience made her laugh.

"Who's Dover?", Jorah began to work on her drawings again, chatting as she painted.

"It's my family, he's very powerful!", Sai Shu and Youyou.

"Family? This kind of thing is not a necessity in life. Jorah paused, as if remembering something, and said angrily.

It looks like she has a deep story to do with her family. However, Saishu didn't plan to ask.

She just said her own business, "Although we are not related by blood, we are bonded. In the family, the iron rule between family members is that they cannot hurt each other, nor can they be hurt by others.

Jorah was in a state of no interest, "Ahh

Saishu didn't say anything more, walked to her canvas, looked at the painting that was still only a block of color, and looked down again, and saw her paint.

There were only six kinds of paint, but they played with flowers in her hands, mixed together, and seemed to mix them at random, and they became the new colors she wanted.

"By the way, I almost forgot, the grass and the rocks around you, how do you draw them? It doesn't seem like there's a canvas, but they're as thin as paper. Saishu suddenly thought about how she got here.

Jorah put down her paintbrush, "Oh roar, since you praise me for being a peerless beauty, Miss Ben will show you this."

She was silent for a moment, her hands filled with clouds of smoke that enveloped the flower pots under the windowsill. Then, it turned into an abstract painting flower pot

!"You are also a capable person?!"

"Miss Ben is an artistic fruit capable person, what else is it called?" "

Even our ship is full of capable people!", Sai Shu said with her arms around her chest, looking proud.

Jorah changed the pot back to its original state and replied lightly, "That's interesting." "