There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

Early in the morning, a figure sneaked through the bushes beside the stone road.

When he fell, the dead branches that his feet touched made a "crackling" sound and broke, scaring Shen Qiliang so much that he stood there in a daze for a long time, not daring to move. He breathed a sigh of relief only after he made sure that there was no sound from other people. He carefully clung to the protruding wooden frame next to the windowsill, revealing half of his face and observing the room.

The room was clean and tidy, the beds were neatly made, and the dishes were piled casually on the dining table.

Shen Qiliang nodded secretly and felt completely relieved.

It seems that his father's habits have not changed.

The first thing I do after waking up is to wash up and eat, then go out to patrol the town for a few laps as exercise, and then come back to clean up.

In the past, Shen Qiliang could not stand his father's habit of making noises as soon as he got up early, but he never thought that one day he would be secretly happy about this habit.

Shen Qiliang took out the key, opened the door, took off his shoes and socks, and closed the door.

He walked skillfully past the coffee table and sofa, and went straight to the innermost "study room" which his father had expressly forbidden him to enter...?

how is this possible.

Shen Qiliang turned a corner at the door and went to the next door, which was his father's room. He fumbled in the plywood under his bed, found a secret box and took out the key of the study. Then he walked out leisurely, inserted the key into the hole and twisted it.

As the door slowly opened, the layout inside came into view.

There are clean and tidy bookshelves, a desk piled with books, and a small bed next to it.

Extremely concise and pithy, just like his father, impersonal.

While Shen Qiliang was complaining about his father in his heart, he wandered around the house step by step, trying his best not to knock anything over and leave any "evidence" of his guilt.

He paced around the room for a long time, and finally stood in the middle with his head lowered, thinking carefully.

Shen Qiliang's eyes swept over the small bed covered with gray sheets, the desk with many locked drawers, and the bookshelves full of books...

So, where are the things left behind by successive mayors?

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Pokémon Tower

Gengar narrowed his scarlet eyes and spread his arms in front of him with a firm attitude.

"Can't you go down?"

Sakuya Ye looked at the frivolous Gengar's sudden change in expression and the figure who suddenly appeared in front of him and asked.

Gengar nodded, puffed up his balloon-like belly, and bounced back Ditto who was approaching quietly, making him fall on his butt.

Ditto rubbed his dizzy head, and when he finally came to his senses, he saw that horrible face standing in front of him, with teeth bared and a finger stretched out, shaking it gently.

"But just now I seemed to..."

Shuoya Ye remembered that in his dream, when he walked through the stairs to the bottom, he met a group of creatures that he couldn't describe.

People? Ghosts? Ghosts?

Naturally, he couldn't say these unreal things.

Even now that he is fully awake, he doesn't know whether what he just dreamed about is real or false. How can he convince Gengar through this illusory dream?

Thinking of this, he paused and looked hesitant.

Forward...or backward?

To be honest, he didn't want to attack Gengar.

And according to the customs of Lavender Town, ghost-type Pokémon like Gengar might have the duty to guard this tower. It was already a tolerance from them that I had broken the rules and trespassed without being cleared out. If I still violated the taboo and insisted on exploring, it would be really ungrateful.

Gengar...

The tips of Shuo Guye's ears moved slightly and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Gengar, Gengar...

He suddenly raised his head, looked around, and frowned.

what sound? !

In Sakuya Ye's hands, holding the trembling Ditto who had curled up into a ball and jumped into the trainer's arms, he stepped back step by step until his heels touched the wall.

Geng Gui looked slightly stunned, as if he was a little unsure.

"Gengard...let them down."

This time the voice was much more solid. Although still vague, one could tell it was a woman's voice.

But what bothered Shuogu Ye was that this voice seemed a little strange...

"Haha, excuse me." The female voice laughed softly, and then said, "Maybe you have forgotten me, but I still have a very deep impression of you."

Sakuya Ye raised his index finger and pointed at himself in disbelief.

"I...you know me?"

“Hmm.” The female voice seemed to be in a very good mood, always making a happy laugh. “Maybe we know each other, so I am willing to invite you to meet us downstairs.”

Shuoya Ye hesitated slightly, his leg muscles tensed like a taut string.

Go down?

What's underneath?

Does he really know this female voice?

Just as Shuoya Ye was hesitating, Gengar's brows furrowed as if he had heard something extremely absurd.

Until the female voice went over it and blatantly invited Shuogu Ye, it could no longer control its inner restlessness. It changed direction with a step of its feet, and landed lightly in front of Shuogu Ye, violently refutating.

"I understand, I understand." The female voice was a little hurried. "The structure of the lower two floors of the Pokémon Tower is special. It is indeed impossible for living people to stay here for a long time."

Gengar's expression relaxed a lot, but he still stretched out his arm to block Sakuya Ye's way forward.

"But I just want to talk to this young man for a few words. I don't intend to invite him to stay here for long. Maybe less than ten minutes is not enough?"

The female voice contained a hint of pleading, which made Gengar's resolute attitude waver a little.

“Please, Gengar.” The female voice released her trump card, her voice tinged with tears, “I…can’t hold on for much longer. At least let me see a living person again in the last moments, and just chat with him.”

"This is my...last wish. Please, Gengar."

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indoor

Shen Qiliang was kneeling beside the bookshelf, surrounded by books of various sizes.

His hands were shaking, his facial muscles were twitching uncontrollably, and his breathing was rapid.

In his broad palm, a palm-sized booklet was spread out.

The words on the book have faded a lot due to its age, but the contents can still be barely seen.

"Impossible... How could this be... No wonder..."

Shen Qiliang looked dazed, and everything he had experienced since childhood flashed through his eyes, blooming and disappearing like fireworks.

In the end, only a tall tower remained in sight, and faint wailing was heard in the ears.

"Pokémon Tower... How could it be..."

Click——

The sound of the lock turning caused ripples like a huge rock falling into a calm lake. Shen Qiliang was so scared that he shivered and the booklet in his hand fell to the ground with a slight sound.

His heart was beating violently, as if someone was hitting his ears with a drum, and his feet temporarily lost their feeling. He could only stare blankly at the closed study door with his eyes blank.

Da da da--

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, gradually covering up the heartbeat that was as loud as thunder, and also woke Shen Qiliang up as if from a dream.

He jumped up from the ground in panic, gathered all the books scattered on the ground in his arms, and stuffed them into the bookshelf one by one.

At this moment, he didn't care about the order of arrangement that he had taken great pains to remember before, and just stuffed everything in randomly.

His forehead was covered with sweat, which gradually slid into his eyes, causing stinging pain.

Almost there...just a few more copies...

boom--

The sound of the heavy door hitting the wall made Shen Qiliang's hands and feet go weak, and he collapsed to the ground as if he had accepted a death sentence.

Some of the books that he had not had time to collect fell to the ground again, making him look extremely embarrassed.

"Uh, Xiaoliang, what are you doing...?"

Fujino Sakura blinked and poked her head out from around Izumi Yu's shoulder.

"Oh, I guess you did something wrong and you're afraid of ghosts knocking on your door?"

Izumi You sneered and walked forward. He bent down and took out a brown-covered booklet from the open corner of the frightened Shen Qiliang's clothes and began to flip through it.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice.

"This is a curse, not a blessing. This town, we, I! We must destroy the Pokémon Tower! We can't let it harm our descendants again..."

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"To make a long story short, I met this young man once several hundred years ago."

Shuoya Ye stopped at the corner of the spiral staircase and was ordered by a female voice not to take another step down.

He leaned against the cold, damp, mossy wall and asked softly, "Have we... met before?"

"I have met you." The female voice gave a positive answer. "I was communicating with Geng Gui at the time, and I only caught a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't expect you to disappear in front of us the next moment. The next time we meet is now."

Shuoya Ye's head exploded with a bang, and the sound became uncontrollably amplified.

"You're...! The one in my dreams!"

"Dream?"

The female voice was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and interrupted, "Whether it's a dream or reality, there are all kinds of explanations for you, but it doesn't matter to me."

"I invited you here for only one thing. Even if it's for Lavender Town, for Gengar, and for me, please make sure to complete it."

Shuo Gu Ye couldn't help but hold his breath, not daring to breathe.

He had a feeling that what the female voice was going to say next would definitely be something that would overturn the entire Ziyuan Town.

"We must destroy this Pokémon Tower."