Pokémon: Chosen Ranger

"Eguifen, here's this for you, and this, and this."

Xia Ye took out the fruits from the Sunset Forest, the sticky cakes from Beishang Township, and the bread from Spike Town from his backpack. He stuffed all the food he thought was delicious in his backpack to Egui Chu.

It lives in a desolate ghost mountain and would never be able to eat these foods. It's so pitiful that people can't help but help it.

"Bonnie?"

Eguifen sniffed the sweet aroma. Facing the delicious food in front of him, it did not eat it immediately. Instead, it looked at Xia Ye, with a little expression that seemed to ask me, can I really enjoy them?

"Of course, no problem, come and eat." Xia Ye showed a kind expression.

"Bo!"

Erguifen's eyes shone, and he tasted it carefully, sip by sip, just like he spent the mask-masking ceremony every year, cherishing and enjoying this beautiful moment.

Poor child, Xia Ye unconsciously stretched his hand to the top of Ekuei's head. Seeing Xia Ye's hand, Ekuei did not resist. Instead, he raised his foot and leaned his head towards Xia Ye's big hand.

Xia Ye gently stroked its head. The touch was like smooth leaves. Ergui's expression was even more enjoyable. She hadn't felt this familiar feeling for a long time.

"The mask... is in the shrine..." Looking at the shrine in the distance, Xia Ye had the idea of ​​taking out the remaining three masks and returning them to Ergui, but then he shook his head.

These masks should be returned by the villagers themselves. This legend must be made personally acknowledged by them.

The truth of the legend is a sad past for Ergui, so Xia Ye does not intend to learn the truth from it.

Then the truth can only be found in Emerald Town. I hope that people with conscience can pass on the truth of the legend.

"Well, Eguifen, it's time for us to say goodbye." Xia Ye said as he watched Eguifen finish enjoying the food.

"Boni oh..."

Ergui made a reluctant sound, was he leaving already?

"Don't worry, we will come again, and I will definitely let them understand the truth of the legend." Xia Ye's eyes were firm.

After receiving the promise of seeing each other again, Ergui jumped up happily. It was too good to be parting words.

…

"Today is as early as ever, Xia Ye."

Wu Li quickly walked to the public hall to say hello, but when he saw Xia Ye with a serious expression, he froze in place, and then asked worriedly:

"Did something happen?"

"Let's find a place where no one is around, Wuli. I have something to tell you."

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Wuli hummed, and then said:

"I know a place, come with me."

On a secluded hillside, no one can be seen here, and even Pokémon rarely set foot there.

"It's quiet enough here. When I felt unhappy before, I would always come here." Wuli then looked at Xia Ye and said, "Xia Ye, what's going on? Could it be a ghost?"

"Well, it's about ghosts." Xia Ye nodded.

"Really!?" Wuli showed a surprised expression, he was just making a casual guess.

"Last night, I saw a ghost."

"Hey, where, when, and what does the ghost look like? Is it really as handsome as the legend?" Wuli said a lot of words in succession.

"Wu Li, the legend is false. Ghosts are not scary. Its name is Ergui Pun, and it is a poor Pokémon." Xia Ye shook his head and said.

"What did you say?" Wuli's expression froze, the ghost was pitiful? So what does the ghost he longs for look like?

"It's at the Beishang Center. Sorry, Wu Li, I carried you there last night. Because the villagers are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of villagers, so they will avoid you when you are there."

"Really? No wonder I've never seen it before..." Wu Li looked lonely.

Then Xia Ye told Wu Li what happened yesterday. He clenched his fists as he listened. Ghost, no, Egui Chu was too pitiful.

"That's why I want to ask you, is there anyone who knows the history of Emerald Town? Maybe someone still retains the truth."

"Well...Xia Ye, come to my house, my grandfather. He is not only a mask craftsman passed down from his ancestors, but also knows the history of the village very well. I think he may know it." Wuli also had the idea of ​​helping Egui Chu. idea.

"Then let's leave quickly." Xia Ye said. Unexpectedly, this person was Wu Li's grandfather. Is this the so-called fate?

…

In front of Wuli's house, Dan Yu was talking to Sha Li. Yesterday, she became Sha Li's new assistant and assisted Sha Li in taking pictures of the vine flower pond.

"A Li, and Xia Ye, didn't you go to the Paradise Wasteland?" Dan Yu asked with concern.

"It's none of my sister's business... I obviously don't know anything..."

"What's your attitude, Ali, I'm really concerned about you!"

"snort…"

"Don't be like this, Wu Li, what's the difference between you and the misunderstood villagers?" Xia Ye advised.

"Ah...yes, I'm sorry, sister, but we really have important things...that's why my attitude is so bad..." Wuli lowered his head and apologized.

"What about ghosts?" Dan Yu asked tentatively.

"Eh?!"

"As expected, after all, Ali, you are most concerned about ghosts."

Sha Li on the side also put down her camera and looked at everyone curiously: "It always feels like there is big news..."

Suddenly the wooden door was opened, and Danyu and Wuli's grandfather walked out of the door preaching, saying:

"Are you quarreling with your brother again, Dan Yu, you should let him order..."

"Grandpa! Tell me the truth about ghosts!" Wuli shouted.

"Uh..." Grandpa's expression hesitated.

"Sure enough, you know something. To be honest, I saw a ghost yesterday. It was not what it was in the legend at all, and its real name should be Eguifen." Xia Ye said.

"This...well, okay, let's come in and talk about it. This story is a story that has been passed down orally from my ancestors. It must not be spread outside. Do you understand?"

After that, grandpa sat on a wooden chair outside the house and slowly told the long-buried story.

In a distant era, there was a man and a ghost from a foreign country who got lost in Beishang Township. The people in the village were afraid of their different appearances, so they were not allowed to come close to their village.

The man and the ghost didn't care about the villagers' rejection. They were happy enough as long as they lived together, so they lived a simple life in the cave in the back mountain.

The only mask maker who felt sorry for them wanted to help them, so he used his own craftsmanship to make several masks. The masks were decorated with gems brought by the men from foreign countries, which shone on the masks and were extremely gorgeous.

As long as you wear a mask and cover your face, you will not be rejected by the villagers because of your face. They were very happy and grateful to the craftsmen for their kindness.

After that, men and ghosts would wear masks and secretly participate in village festivals. The exquisite and clever masks were unanimously welcomed by the villagers, and the news even spread to distant countries.

However, perhaps it was this news that attracted three greedy Pokémon. They came to Kitakami Township and sneaked into the residence of the man and the ghost in an attempt to steal the carefully kept mask.

The man tried his best to save one mask, but in the end he was unable to do anything and the other masks were snatched away by them.

When the ghost returned to the cave, he only found traces of the struggle and the green mask. In order to find the man, the ghost ran down the mountain into the village wearing the mask.

There, there were three happy Pokémon holding their masks. Anger welled up in their hearts. With the shining masks and the sticks covered with thorns, it was able to kill them all with just one Pokémon.

But the villagers didn't know anything. They were afraid of the angry ghost, and they took the three greedy guys as the guardians of the village without authorization. They affectionately called them treasure companions and buried them generously.

After venting its anger, the ghost was left with endless sadness in its heart. Then, it returned to the back mountain alone, back to the simple little home that belonged to it and the man.

"Huh, this is the truth of the evil ghost legend. It is completely contrary to what was recorded in the village." Grandpa looked up at everyone.

Danyu's eyes widened, full of anger, and Shali, who had always been cheerful, also showed sad eyes. Wuli lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his clenched hands also showed his current mood, unhappy and extremely unhappy.

Xia Ye's expression was unexpectedly calm, except for his eyes, which were as cold as an ice cellar.