Chapter 16: Aphrodite is a good dragon with a fickle mood?
Aphrodite is the first plant to grow in spring. When the April wind blows across the earth, a blue flower of Aphrodite will bloom.
There is only one blue flower in the world every year, and it has a nice name, called Blue Wind.
It can force the object being used to speak out his or her truest thoughts.
Godwin Caesar looked proud. He was not going to use this priceless blue wind on an ordinary human casually. This blue wind was originally prepared for her.
This human being was too bizarre. Only by letting her reveal her true inner thoughts could he know what the soul hidden beneath her skin looked like.
Godwin felt that this simple and crude method was exactly what he wanted. Fast, direct, and crushing were his usual style of doing things.
The young human girl's lips moved as she slowly uttered her first answer, with an inexplicable ambition in her voice.
"I want to bring home all the treasures on this mountain, not leaving a single one behind."
The expectant expression on Godwin's black inverted triangle face gradually stiffened. The eyes of this human were too clear, giving him the illusion that she would give an unusual answer.
Sure enough, it was an illusion.
The black dragon sneered with anger in his eyes, "Alright, if you want to take away all the treasures here, you have to step over my dead body. Come on, tell me how you plan to implement your plan."
Shen Jiang tilted her head, as if she had spent a lot of time thinking to understand what he meant. Her expression was a little strange.
"Become a follower of the dragon. The follower's mission is to clear the weeds on the mountain. No, it's to clear the treasures on the mountain. Just become a follower of the dragon and that's it."
This confusing answer completely caught Godwin off guard, and he fell silent.
"What exactly is this treasure you're talking about?"
This time Shen Jiang answered quickly: "Can't you see? Aren't the mountains and fields full of herbs? Oh, it seems there aren't as many here as up there. No wonder you can't see them."
As she spoke, she pointed to a plant not far away that was covered with red berries.
Godwin was almost amused by her powerless and offensive behavior. If he didn't know that no one was immune to Lan Feng's magic, he would have thought that this human was playing a trick on him.
All dragons have known since childhood that wherever they live, no grass grows around them. This grass refers to magical plants. This is a common problem for all dragons. Wherever they live, ordinary weeds will grow around them, which are useless for magical practice.
Godwin raised an eyebrow. "Why do you think those weeds are treasures?"
This is the first time I've heard this from a human. Since this human chooses to learn such an unconventional magic, perhaps in her eyes, these weeds are really special.
Shen Jiang reacted quickly this time, reciting the story without even thinking: "Cistanche deserticola, a warming tonic; Angelica sinensis, a blood-tonifying herb; Panax notoginseng, a top choice for stopping bleeding; Gastrodia elata, a medicinal and edible herb; Astragalus membranaceus, a qi-tonifying herb... There are so many to choose from, and the most important thing is that they're all so beautiful."
Godwin: "..."
Here it comes again, and he can't help but think of the last time she praised the little emerald.
Where did she learn this bad habit of blowing any piece of junk up to the sky?
Who gave her the courage to praise those weeds that had no magical aura at all?
"Those weeds don't contain any magical elements, so they can't be used to make any magic potions." Godwin couldn't help but correct the distorted cognition of human beings.
“It’s not a weed, it’s a treasure!”
Shen Jiang frowned, very dissatisfied, and his tone was so firm that it could not be disobeyed.
Godwin was amused by her argumentative and self-righteous manner. He had never known that this human being had such a bold and presumptuous side.
Obviously, she was not as submissive as she appeared.
Godwin admired her courage even more. After all, what she was seriously protecting at this moment were the insignificant weeds outside of his dragon acupoints.
At this moment, he was surrounded by a subtle and indescribable feeling of pleasure. This feeling was strange but very comfortable, completely different from the feeling of beating up a silver dragon or a red dragon in the past.
The joy of defeating a strong man was even more satisfying, unlike now, when the inexplicable joy and pride in his body softened the sharp lines of Godwin's face.
Although humans do not want to be treated differently for their uniqueness, do not want to learn the powerful magic of the dragon clan, and do not want the amazing treasures in the dragon's bloodline.
She treasures the weeds that grow with the dragon.
They are so ordinary.
This may not have been the answer he expected, but Godwin felt that he would have been more satisfied without it.
A believer who has no ambitions and only covets the weeds around the dragon.
Lan Feng's effect is about to wear off, so let him ask one last question.
"Besides those weeds, do you have any other desire for me in your heart? Tell it to the great and kind dragon Godwin."
There was a hint of longing in Shen Jiang's blank eyes, and Godwin showed a proud look when he saw this.
"I really want the big black dragon to take me flying once."
Godwin: "..."
Little believer, the dream is outrageous.
He would never allow a lowly human to ride on his body.
"Ahem... I advise you not to have such a foolish dream.
Now, you can tell me your name."
"Shen Jiang, my name is Shen Jiang."
"I declare that I allow you to become my first human believer, Shen Jiang."
The resonant dragon voice pierced through the layers of mist and reached Shen Jiang's mind, dispelling the haze that had been disrupting her thoughts. Then, the strange feeling that had been restraining her body disappeared, and the noisy background noise in the air once again filled her ears.
Shen Jiang finally regained control of her body.
She looked at the giant dragon in front of her in shock and confusion, unable to speak for a long time.
She knew everything that had just happened, but she just couldn't control herself. Whenever the dragon asked a question, she couldn't help but speak out what was in her heart.
The power of the blue demon flower was self-evident. Having one's soul controlled and forced to speak one's truest thoughts was no different from being stripped naked in front of others. She even felt that having a dragon pry into her inner thoughts was more humiliating than running around naked.
Shen Jiang finally had the time to think carefully about whether he had said something wrong just now.
This dragon seemed very cautious and didn't care at all whether she was following him sincerely. The angle of his question was very tricky.
Shen Jiang was very unhappy with the dragon's arrogant and conceited look, but she knew she had no way to deal with the dragon.
So she got angry and got angry for a while.
"Respected Lord Godwin, what instructions do you have for me now?" New believer Shen Jiang asked Long for instructions.
Godwin was irritated by her submissive demeanor, and felt timid, without any of the formidable energy she had displayed in her earlier argument with him.
The subtle feeling of pleasure suddenly dissipated, and Godwin swung his tail in dissatisfaction, shaking away the annoying weeds.
The human indeed showed a distressed expression. Although she was still keeping her head down and looking docile, Godwin could see that she was distressed.
"Don't you like those weeds? Hug them and take them home to show off." Godwin said impatiently, as if he couldn't wait for her to disappear.
Shen Jiang could hear the displeasure in his tone. She didn't understand why he hadn't just been so happy to accept her as a believer. But she was tactful enough to immediately step back more than ten meters, carrying her backpack, fearing that the plague god would suddenly attack and kill her.
Godwin watched expressionlessly as the human ran into the mountains in panic, carrying a small basket woven from branches.
Oh.
Pretentious humans.
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Shen Jiang didn't expect that although the evil dragon was angry, it didn't attack her, but let her run away.
After calming down and thinking back on the conversation, she realized that this dragon was much smarter and more perceptive than she had imagined.
She was originally glad that the evil dragon was straightforward and did not ask her such irrelevant questions as whether she was sincere.
But it’s terrifying when you think about it.
Some people choose to worship dragons in order to satisfy their own selfish desires, or to covet the dragon clan's powerful strength, or even to covet the dragon's treasures. These selfish desires can be disguised as a sincere heart and given the most high-sounding appearance.
Even the most devout and sincere believers cannot help but hide desires that cannot be seen by others.
It was she who, by accident, pretended to be a follower of the evil dragon. Because she had her eyes on the herbs on the mountain, the evil dragon regarded her as a true believer.
It must be the rude offense she showed when she revealed her true feelings just now that angered the evil dragon.
Shen Jiang reminded himself that he had to be more careful about his words and actions next time.
She naturally wouldn't go in front of the black dragon and show her face to offend him. The mountain was full of herbs, so it didn't matter where she picked them. The only difference was that the herbs here were obviously much sparser than those on the mountain, and their quality was not as good as those outside the dragon's body.
Shen Jiang thought about it and gave up his original route. He decided to make a detour and go directly to the ridge behind Longxue from here.
An hour later, Shen Jiang used her sickle to carve out a winding path.
As expected, the plants here lived up to her hard work of cutting them up while panting. Shen Jiang put down the sickle in her hand, sat down under the shade of a tree, took out the scattered equipment from her backpack and put them together, and ate a piece of chocolate to replenish her strength.
Although this place still looks like it is on the Blue Star, Shen Jiang always feels that it is in a different dimension from his own world.
Since the dream says that the entire universe is made up of countless fictional worlds, could this be another fictional world?
And that golden door, could it be the product of the gap between the two worlds?
The second time she entered here, Shen Jiang adapted well. The dragon accepted her as a gardener believer and would not take her life for the time being.
As for going home, she knew that the Golden Gate would pick her up on time after get off work, and the sense of routine gave her peace of mind.
Shen Jiang felt the mountain breeze, felt the sweetness melting in his mouth, and imagined what his grandmother would look like when she woke up. He felt full of energy.
After resting, Shen Jiang was ready to go and began to patrol the mountain behind the evil dragon.
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