New Years Eve in Pokémon World

Rotom: qq

Wandering Night Spirit: q

Because he only has one eye, when he makes a crying expression, he seems to be sadder than others.

Wandering Ye Ling was carried on Zuo Yu's shoulders. He looked exactly like Basu, which was very embarrassing.

He would rather be put into a Poké Ball by a human than be carried on his shoulders by a little tug on his head like this.

Faced with this embarrassing situation, his spiritual fire began to cheer itself up internally.

"Lingling, not a basket!"

"Lingling, stand up and resist!"

It's hard to imagine that this wandering night spirit, with a voice as rich as a human's cigarette-sounding uncle, calls itself "Ling Ling."

Also strangely cute.

Rotom was a little cute, so he quickly dissuaded Wandering Eidolon from seeking death.

"Don't resist, you will be beaten."

"It hurts!"

"Lingling will turn into a broken basket!"

If you resist, you will be beaten, or will you become a bad guy? !

The wandering night spirit's spirit fire flinched. He looked at the huge hole on the TV screen and suddenly did not dare to speak.

very scary!

After he calmed down, he heard the sound of two humans talking to each other.

"Find an open space later, let's light up the TV and the basket together, right?" This was Matsuno's voice.

"I think it's okay. This is how you should deal with 'unclean' things!" This was Zuo Yu's answer.

Wandering Ye Ling:! ! ! !

"They ordered Lingling!! They ordered Lingling!"

Accompanied by the crying sound of the wandering Eidolon, Rotom couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

"Don't order Lolo, Lolo is clean!!"

"Lolo loves taking a bath!"

Matsuno stopped, his expression a little subtle. He turned around and asked Zuo Yu, "Have you heard any crying?"

"Crying? What kind of crying?" Zuoyu Tieqing's face showed that he obviously heard it, but he chose to hold on.

"You heard wrong."

The Wandering Eidolon's cry sounded like a rough and naive voice, while Rotom's voice sounded like a child's. The two cried together, crying in two voices.

Very penetrating.

"Lingling" and "Luoluo" never expected that the scary tricks they tried so hard to do had no effect at all. Instead, they cried in fear, successfully scaring the two of them.

It can be said to be a black joke.

The two of them continued to explore other rooms, but Gengar, who was huddled on the first floor, couldn't sit still.

Not only was Rotom captured, but so was the Wandering Eidolon who went to save him!

What's the difference between this and Calabash Baby saving grandpa and killing each one of them one by one? !

Although this group of ghost-type Pokémon didn't know the story of Calabash, it was obvious that they were not stupid either. Gengar chose to go directly to the leader of their group.

...a soul-eating chandelier of about level 50.

It's embarrassing to say that although Gengar and Rotom are the aborigines of this bungalow, they are not the strongest ones here. Instead, the Soul-Eating Chandelier that wandered from behind became the "boss" here.

But it was obvious that this soul-eating chandelier looked very intelligent, and the highly burning flames above his head, like a gas stove, did not affect his brain.

"You all go."

His voice also sounded like a tinderbox.

"Group them!"

The Soul-eating Chandelier is indeed the highest level here, and I feel that it is doing things very steadily. After arranging all the ghost-type Pokémon in the Forest Mansion to surround the two humans, as the boss, he did not take action and instead went to the lobby. In the center, prepare to take action as the final boss.

In the blind spot behind the chair legs in the corner of the room, Zoroa huddled inside, secretly listening to the group of ghost-type Pokémon discussing strategies, his eyes hesitant.

After his observation, Zoroa discovered that these two humans did not seem to have brought their own Pokémon, and they might not even have tamed the Pokémon!

Zoroa hates trainers who enslave Pokémon, but he will never hate the wrong person for someone who has done nothing.

So seeing the scene in front of him made him a little overwhelmed.

With so many ghost-type Pokémon attacking two humans...the two humans would definitely be scared to death, right?

Zoroa reluctantly recalled what those evil human trainers would do when encountering such a situation. They would definitely release the Pokémon they enslaved from the Poké Balls to protect them...

It seems that in this situation, weak humans can only count on the help of their Pokémon partners.

What should I do? When he thought of this, Zoroa suddenly understood the group of human trainers!

...No, we can’t waver!

Soraya shook his head vigorously to get the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind. Seeing a large number of ghost-type Pokémon swarming up to the second floor, he decided to save people first and talk about the rest later.

He jumped out again through the hole in the door on the first floor, then detoured to the wall of the building, intending to jump along the outer wall to the skylight window sill on the second floor.

Jump!

fall……

Jump again!

Fall again...

Soraya touched the two bumps on his head, shook his head unwillingly, stood upright on his hind legs, and in a ray of red light, very slowly and unfamiliarly transformed into a 5-year-old with messy hair and gray clothes. Little boys left and right.

He stretched out his little hands like plasticine, pinched and patted his little face that still had a puppy nose. After it completely transformed into a human, he then lay on the outer wall and hugged the outside of the building. Edge, little pp climbed up with a shrug.

He climbed to the skylight window sill on the second floor and sat down, lying on the glass to look at the two people below. He originally wanted to stretch out his claws to break the glass, but his little fleshy hands that turned into humans completely lost this function and could only snap. He slapped the glass and caught the attention of the two people.

Matsuno and Zuo Yu raised their heads and saw a child lying on the skylight diagonally above, with his mouth open and saying something to them. Unfortunately, the sound insulation effect of the glass was so good that they couldn't hear anything.

Soraya immediately realized this and started to sign.

He pointed his index finger at the door, then made a face, and finally stretched out his two small hands and started waving vigorously.

Matsuno thought about it for a moment, and a light bulb suddenly lit up in his head.

"Is this child saying...that there is something terrible outside and that we should not go out?"

Perfect understanding.

On the windowsill, after hearing Matsuno's explanation, Soraya nodded wildly, and then extended his thumb to indicate that this was what he meant.

However, Zuo Yu showed disdain.

"What is it? Of course not."

The next moment, he extended his middle finger to Soraya.

"This unfortunate kid is mocking us. What he means is clearly - go outside if you dare!"

Matsuno was silent for a second: "Although this sudden appearance of the child is a bit suspicious, do you have bad thoughts about the child? How can children have such bad thoughts..."

"Children have so many bad thoughts!"

Zuo Yu couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the "little ancestor" in his family who was full of bad things.

Wait, did he forget to order cake takeaway?

This brat will definitely roll around and start crying when he gets back!

Thinking of this, Zuo Yu got angry and pointed his middle finger at the innocent Zoroa, then picked up the square table in the middle of the room, kicked the door open, and rushed out.

duang! !

Matsuno hesitated for a second, thinking about whether to apologize to the child who was stunned on the window sill, but after he struggled, he only had time to give him an apologetic look, then picked up the fire extinguisher and followed closely.

"……Wait for me!"

Soraya: (???)

Is he doing a disservice?