My Pokemon Aren’t Quite Right

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?" The old man's voice was still unhurried, as if he wasn't the one who made the move just now.

An elf covered in purple and with a witch's hat on his head appeared from the night, its amber eyes opened faintly, looked at the old man, and laughed mockingly.

Ghost-type Pokémon, Dream Monster!

Beside the Dream Demon, a man wearing a metal mask and a cloak stepped out of the shadow.

The mask made his voice appear distorted and added a bit of mystery: "Long time no see, old friend."

"There's no need to reminisce about the past, what are you doing here?" The old man slowly stood up, revealing the blade at his waist.

"Don't be so impulsive."

The man seemed very relaxed. He took the initiative to sit down in front of the old man, and sighed, "Can't we chat like normal friends to catch up on old times?"

"If what you're talking about is letting Geng Gui hide in my shadow, then it's inevitable." The old man suddenly smiled: "After all these years, you are still so timid."

The man snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a black Geng Ghost came out from the shadow behind the old man. It made an exaggerated grimace towards the old man's back, and suddenly opened its bloody mouth, smashing the old man's head swallowed.

But the old man just passed through Geng Gui's body, and Geng Gui laughed so happily that he rolled back and forth in the shadow.

"Enough, come back, Geng Gui." The masked man frowned.

Geng Gui pursed his lips, and returned to the man with an innocent face. Next to Meng Yaomo, he rolled his eyes and immediately burst into tears.

It's just that those eyes are full of blood, so they don't look very beautiful.

"I know that you have been tracking the whereabouts of the Galaxy Group in recent years." The man took the initiative to say: "I admit that the smuggling group in Yulin is also a part of the Galaxy Group's industry."

The old man looked at the masked man in surprise, quite puzzled: "Since you know that I'm chasing the Milky Way, you should know that we have nothing to talk about."

"That's not necessarily the case." A strange smile appeared on the uncovered half of the masked man's side face: "As the saying goes, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. This time, it depends on whether you are tempted or not."

The old man closed his eyes and said calmly, "I'm so old and I'm still blind, what else is there to be tempted about?"

The masked man chuckled and said, "I don't know if you've heard about the U20 competition that Jiangcheng will hold recently."

"What's the matter, the Galaxy Group has been reduced to the point where it wants to attack children?" The old man sneered, "The benefits you are talking about are not as simple as snatching children's elves?"

"How is it possible!" The masked man was amused by the old man's words, laughed exaggeratedly, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, you are still so humorous, do I look like a bad guy who snatches children's lollipops?"

"The point is, the Armed Forces Department of the Elven Association will also send people over." The man's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, and he said, "Since all the armed forces in Zhejiang Province are stored in Jiangcheng, the information I want will naturally be Come here with the Armed Forces."

The old man said noncommittally: "What kind of information can't be obtained by the Galaxy Group?"

The man seemed to have been exposed some kind of scar all of a sudden, his face was twisted into a ball in pain, and he said in a ferocious voice:

"Suicune."

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Lu Cheng's grandfather looked at Mu Shougong, who Lu Cheng had conquered newly, rubbed his chin, showing a puzzled expression.

"What's the matter, Grandpa?" Lu Cheng looked at his troubled look, and persuaded him: "It's okay, Grandpa, the food expenses of Mushou Palace are not bad, and the feed for grass-type elves is quite cheap on the Internet...probably."

"I don't care about that." Grandpa waved his hand, scratched his head, and said, "Hiss, the wooden Shougong's movements are so familiar, why can't I remember them?"

I saw Grandpa pacing back and forth around the Mushou Palace,

Mu Shougong was very nervous as he murmured something.

"What are you talking about, Grandpa?" Lu Cheng couldn't help complaining.

"Oh, I mean the way it holds the sword." Grandpa reacted and explained, "If this thing can be called a sword."

Indeed, that tattered branch is no longer enough to be called a sword, but Mu Shougong still treats it as a treasure.

"Mu Shougong, can you show Grandpa the move of Jujuejue last time?"

In order to solve Grandpa's confusion, Lu Cheng suggested that Mu Shougong use the Juhe Zhan.

Last time, Mu Shougong's Juhe Zhan split the big tree with just one blow, which left a deep impression on Lu Cheng.

"Exactly."

Mu Shougong nodded, facing the training dummy erected in the center of the yard, held his breath and concentrated, and began to prepare moves.

Liuwei also stuck his head out of Lu Cheng's backpack curiously.

Last time, Lu Cheng asked Liuwei to take the flashlight from the bag, but this guy seemed to fall in love with the backpack, and sneaked into the bag whenever he was free.

I saw Mu Shougong set up a branch, using the explosive power of lightning to rush towards the dummy, and immediately the branch swung out, and there was a rustling sound of breaking wind.

This time, Lu Cheng was dumbfounded.

This Mu Shougong actually comprehended the cooperation between moves in a completely wild situation?

The dummy's abdomen was torn open instantly, and the straw was exposed.

Although Lu Cheng had long expected it, Mu Shougong still brought Lu Cheng a big surprise.

"Hiss, it's really too similar." Lu Cheng's grandfather scratched his head, quite puzzled, "But it's not right, how can a Mu Shougong know his moves, and it's a wild Mu Shougong..."

"Grandpa, what are you talking to yourself?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that the movements of this wooden ghougong are a bit like a friend of mine before." Grandpa waved his hand.

"Chengcheng, since you have caught Mu Shougong, you must train it well, and you can't let this elf go to waste!"

Seeing that his grandfather had changed the subject, Lu Cheng could only nod his head, thinking how could he ruin Mu Shougong?

This is the elf that I have worked so hard to get back in the end!

However, the addition of Mu Shougong cost Lu Cheng a lot of money.

Including Mu Shougong's rations, and a new batch of berries for it.

Even Lu Cheng himself has to live frugally, so it's worth not mentioning this kind of hard life.

Lu Cheng couldn't help being a little envious of the little fatty Ale, at least the long-winged gulls could go fishing in the sea by themselves!

Taking long-winged gulls to the seaside, I solved the problem of eating by myself.

It doesn't matter whether you eat King Carp or Sea Star, anyway, you don't have to spend your own money.

During a week in the countryside, Lu Cheng took Mu Shougong and Liuwei to fight monsters and level up, and picked trees and fruits to beat the autumn wind. Before he knew it, it was the day to return to school.

Waving goodbye to his grandfather, Lu Cheng sighed along the way, thinking about where to get some food expenses.

Two rare elves put Cheng Cheng in his own sweet burden.