My Pokemon Aren’t Quite Right

"This picture scroll, can I keep it here?"

Lu Cheng pondered, "About the Amaterasu you mentioned, I think I already have some guesses."

Qiu He excitedly said: "Of course, my lord envoy!"

"Also." Lu Cheng frowned, "What do you mean by the envoy you mentioned?" "Or, what do you want me to help you with?"

"No." Qiu He shook his head and said, "It is quite lucky to be able to find the descendants of God after ten thousand years."

"If it is true, I just hope that you can guarantee your own safety!" Qiu He said with a solemn expression, "It is said that there are extremely vicious elves in this spirit world, and they have survived for millions of years. But it never died."

"Back then, Master Amaterasu and Master Yuedu paid the price of their lives to seal this elf in the spirit world."

"We came to the spirit world this time, nominally for training, but actually to check the seals of the spirit world, but we never expected that there would be a surprise."

Spirits in the spirit world?

Lu Cheng's expression became weird. The ghost knows if it's Giratina, Darkrai or some weird beast.

But no matter which one it is, he can never afford to offend him now!

Lu Cheng nodded to Qiuhe, and said seriously: "Thank you, Miss Qiuhe."

A blush suddenly rose on Qiu He's face, and he said softly in a voice as thin as a mosquito's moan: "My lord, just call me Crane."

Lu Cheng coughed awkwardly.

There was still a senior sister's hatchet behind him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

After Qiu He said goodbye, Lu Cheng looked at the picture scroll on the table and began to think carefully about the evolution of Nine-Tails' bond.

What is certain is that the bondage form of Nine-Tails is definitely different from the one on this scroll, and it is unique.

But what should Nine Tails take as the main direction of its bond evolution?

After thinking for a long time, Lu Cheng had no idea, so he had no choice but to put away the scroll.

Before it was dark, Lu Cheng went to the booth where the hand was broken.

To Lu Cheng's surprise, he also ran into an old acquaintance on the road.

"Take three bottles of full compound medicine and a dark ball!"

Jiang Xun shouted towards the counter, and then lined up nine poke balls.

Broken Hand tapped some poke balls, smacked his lips and said, "Little brother, your points are not enough."

Jiang Xun's face turned red.

It was the first time he encountered such an embarrassing situation when he was usually well-clothed.

"I don't want it anymore." Jiang Xun sighed, and was about to take back the poke ball, but was caught by a pair of hands.

"How many points are left, I will pay for him." Lu Cheng smiled and handed out the point card.

The broken hand whistled, took the card, and saw Jiang Xun angrily said: "What are you doing!?"

"Help an old friend." Lu Cheng said with a smile, "If you die here, Jiang Tianwang probably has to tear this place down."

Jiang Xun's face was ashen, but he still took the things handed over by the severed hand, and after a while he whispered: "Thank you."

Looking at Jiang Xun's leaving back, Broken Hand said in amazement: "You don't know, it's really the same as the rumors say..."

Lu Cheng stared at the broken hand, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Have you heard about the legendary elves in the spirit world?"

The complexion of the severed hand changed.

"Why are you asking this?"

"200 points." Lu Cheng's eyes froze.

"It's not a matter of points or no points..."

"500 points!"

"Have you ever heard of the legend of the Nightmare God?"

Swiping the card with extremely skillful movements, the broken hand said in a deep voice: "About the nightmare elves that appear every few years in the spirit world!"

Lu Cheng has already guessed what kind of elf it is.

When he heard that it was not Giratina, he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, his expression became serious.

Don't take Eudemons as gods!

Anyway, it is also the configuration of the first generation of beast man!

"I haven't heard of it, what's the matter?"

"The phantom energy of the spirit world,

It's actually quite unstable. "The broken hand said with a serious expression, "There are constantly changing entrances, and there are even strange energy tides. "

"And whenever the energy tide appears, there will be legendary elves descending, using the spirit world as a place for them to incubate their offspring."

Lu Cheng's eyes moved.

"The offspring of the beast?"

"Do you think no one has the same idea as you?" Duan Shou glanced at Lu Cheng and said,

"In the early years, countless elf hunters poured into the spirit world every year, and even set off a frenzy of building strongholds."

"However, none of this group of people left the spirit world alive. The craze gradually subsided, and the spirit world gradually became a place for younger generations to exercise."

"How dare you let the younger generation come to train!" Lu Cheng stared.

"It's not like you don't know what this place is." The severed hand said contemptuously,

"I don't know whether those parents are really pretending to be stupid or knowingly committing crimes. They want to send their children to this kind of place to practice."

"And the alliance actually acquiesced in the survival mode of this small town. After all, those who can get out of here alive have become elites without exception."

Lu Cheng thought to himself, Grandpa probably really doesn't know that there are so many broken things in this spiritual world.

Otherwise, even if he resisted Darkley, Grandpa would definitely drag Lu Cheng out of the spirit world.

"The energy tide, how often does it come?"

"How can there be tides so easily!"

The broken hand laughed loudly, "I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have only experienced one tide!"

However, at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and the earth.

The laughter of the broken hand also froze in the air.

Lu Cheng looked around, and saw a large cloud of blood mist rising from the wilderness, engulfing a large number of wandering souls and spreading towards the small town.

And that thunderbolt directly split a crack in the gloomy sky.

"Crack——"

In that crack, there seemed to be living creatures, wriggling and making creepy noises.

"Fuck..."

Looking at the crack, big drops of sweat rolled down from the forehead of the severed hand.

Lu Cheng couldn't help looking at the crack, and swallowed.

Then, a blood-red eyeball suddenly drilled out of that crack.

The eyeballs rolled back and forth, and the huge pupils aimed at the small town, showing a look of contempt like mockery.

Countless people looked at this eyeball, and an indescribable fear exploded directly on the spine.

"This, what the hell is this!"

"Fuck, help!!"

The expression of the severed hand also froze, and after a while, he squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat and said:

"That's the tide."

The clouds between the sky and the earth began to roll, and that slippery eyeball gradually turned into a bright red full moon.

Under the shroud of blood mist, the whole town seemed to be covered with a bloody veil.

Mayor Camus suddenly pushed the door open, looking at the full moon in the sky, his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Everyone, hide in the room and don't come out!"

"Mayor!" The severed hand ran towards Camus and shouted, "It's going to be night soon, you have to go to sleep quickly!"

Camus smiled bitterly: "Sleep, and then be played by that elf between applause?"

The severed hand turned to look at the surging blood mist, gritted his teeth and said, "That's better than being torn to pieces by these crazy ghosts!"

"Lu Cheng, hurry back to your room and sleep!" Looking at the blood-red full moon and the crazily roaring ghost, the face of the severed hand turned pale.

"Whether we can live until tomorrow depends on our luck..."