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 the one who shot just now was not him.

A purple elf with a witch hat on its head appeared from the dark night, its amber eyes opened faintly, looked at the old man, and made a mocking laugh.

Ghost-type Pokémon, Dream Demon!

Beside the dream demon, a man wearing a metal mask and a cloak stepped out of the shadow.

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

"You don't need to talk about the old, what are you doing here?" The old man stood up slowly, revealing the matching blade on his waist.

"Don't be so impulsive."

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

"If what you're talking about is telling Geng Ghost to hide in my shadow, that's fine." The old man suddenly smiled: "After so many years, you're still so timid."

The man snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a black Gengar emerged from the shadow behind the old man. It made an exaggerated grimace towards the old man's back, suddenly opened its **** mouth, and smashed the old man's head. swallowed.

But the old man just passed through Gengar's body, making Gengar laugh and roll back and forth in the shadow.

"Enough, come back, Gengar." The masked man frowned.

Geng Gui pursed his mouth and returned to the man with an innocent face. He rolled his eyes next to the dream demon, and immediately burst into tears.

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

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

The old man looked at the masked man in surprise, a little puzzled: "Since you know that I am investigating the Galaxy Group, then you should know that there is nothing to talk about between us."

"That's not necessarily true." A strange smile appeared on the half of the masked man's face that was not covered: "As the saying goes, there are no permanent enemies, but only permanent interests. This time, it's up to you to decide whether you want to."

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

The masked man chuckled and said, "I wonder if you have heard about the U20 competition that Jiangcheng will hold recently."

"What's the matter, the Galaxy Group has been reduced to the point of attacking the children?" The old man sneered, "The interests you said, shouldn't it be as simple as robbing the children's elves?"

"How is that possible!" The masked male figure 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 robs children of lollipops?"

"The key is that the Armed Forces Department of the Elf Association will also send someone here." The man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Since all the military forces in Zhejiang Province are gathered in Jiangcheng, then the information I want will naturally be available. Come here with the Armed Forces."

The old man said noncommittally: "What kind of information, even the Galaxy Group can't get it?"

The man seemed to have a scar open all of a sudden, his face was twisted into a ball in pain, and he made a ferocious voice:

"Suijun."

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Lu Cheng's grandfather looked at Mu Shougong, which Lu Cheng had newly subdued, and rubbed his chin with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Lu Cheng looked at Grandpa's tangled appearance and persuaded: "It's okay, Grandpa, the food expenses in Mu Shougong are okay, and the feed for grass-type elves on the Internet is quite cheap...probably."

"I don't care about that." Grandpa waved his hand, scratched his head and said, "Hey, the movements of this wooden Shougong look so familiar, why can't I remember it?"

I saw grandpa pacing back and forth around Mu Shougong, chanting words in his mouth, and Mu Shougong was very nervous.

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

"Oh, I mean its posture of holding a 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 like a treasure.

"Mu Shougong, can you show your grandfather by using the last trick Juhezhan?"

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

Last time, Mu Shougong's Juhe Zhan split the tree with just one knife, 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 began to prepare moves.

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

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

I saw Mu Shougong erecting a branch and using the explosive power of a flash of electric light to rush towards the dummy, the branch immediately swung out, and there was a rustling sound of breaking wind.

This time, Lu Cheng was dumbfounded.

This Mu Shougong, in a completely wild situation, realized the cooperation between moves?

The dummy's abdomen was torn open in an instant, and the straw was exposed.

Although Lu Cheng had psychological expectations, Mu Shougong still brought Lu Cheng a big surprise.

"Hey, it's so similar." Lu Cheng's grandfather scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, "But that's not right, how could a wooden Shougong know his moves, and it's a wild one..."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about to yourself?"

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

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

Seeing that Grandpa changed the subject, Lu Cheng had no choice but to nod his head, thinking to himself how could he abandon the wooden guardhouse?

This is the elf that he had worked so hard to find and finally found again!

However, the addition of Mu Shougong made Lu Cheng a lot of expenses all of a sudden.

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

Even Lu Cheng himself had to live frugally, not to mention this kind of hard life.

Lu Cheng couldn't help but envy the little fat Ale, at least the long-winged gulls can go fishing at sea by themselves!

Take a long-winged gull to the seaside, and people solve the problem of eating by themselves.

It doesn't matter if you eat a carp king or a starfish, you don't have to spend your own money anyway.

During a week in the countryside, Lu Cheng brought Mu Shougong and Liuwei around to fight monsters and upgrades, picking trees and fruits to fight the autumn wind, and unknowingly it was time to return to school.

Waving goodbye to his grandfather, Lu Cheng sighed along the way, thinking about where to get a meal.

The two rare elves made the journey fall into their own sweet burden.