Pokemon Musashi

Night, moonless, starry sky.

Mountains, lonely, fiery trees and silver flowers.

Musashi was persuaded by the leader of the Raiqiu clan to sit on the lawn on the top of the mountain and watch the beautiful night view of the tree struck by lightning. But tonight is not the time for the Lightning Tree to bloom and bear fruit, nor is it the time for Pikachu and the others to celebrate the harvest of the Regi Tree. Under the cover of night, the Pikachus returned to their dens in twos and threes to rest early.

Musashi and the others were left sitting not far from the lightning tree, watching quietly.

Golden electric sparks roamed all over the branches of the lightning-struck tree. Each leaf at the end of the branches flickered on and off under the action of the current, just like the neon lights in the city that never sleeps, brightening, weakening, darkening, and then brightening again. , and the cycle goes back and forth.

Like a huge tree-shaped LED light panel, it flashes out different pictures. Musashi said: She can watch it quietly for a whole night, if conditions permit~

Why do you say that…?

Because it’s cold!

On the top of the mountain in October, strong winds blew, causing sharp pain on Musashi's delicate little face. Even if he put on a poncho to block the wind and held walking grass in his arms, he could not withstand the cold wind and wanted to carry it with him. Determination to take Musashi's body temperature.

No wonder, as the sun sets and the sky becomes dark, the Pikachus all return to their warm nests, ignoring the brilliant performance of the Lightning Strike Tree.

Pikachu said: Anyone who watches it every day will get tired of it, and we are not surprised.It is the most practical thing to have a hot bed with your wife and children.

Although Musashi was nostalgic for the grand scene of lightning striking the tree, he could not resist the power of nature and was defeated. He picked up Lucao and fled back to the deeper cave in the guest room prepared for him by the leader of the Leiqiu clan.

As for the Arbor snake, it is a snake that is relatively sensitive to temperature. As early as when the temperature drops, it returns to its comfortable nest in the Poké Ball, sparkling with flowers. Ha~ Whoever wants to watch it can watch it, but she can’t appreciate it anyway.

Entering the cave, Musashi shivered violently, and took a shaky sip of the medicinal soup simmering on the fire, feeling grateful in his heart.Fortunately, I listened to the words of Chief Leiqiu and prepared hot soup in advance, otherwise I would have caught a cold tomorrow.

He turned around and said good night to the walking grass that had been buried in the soil, got into the warm sleeping bag, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

There is no need to arrange a vigil today, naturally the Pikachu family will take care of it.

On the third day after arriving at Houshan, I felt warm and at ease~z~z~z…

The next day, Musashi woke up early and packed his belongings under the instinctive sense of crisis in a strange environment.Enduring the biting cold wind in the morning, under the leadership of Pikachu, who looked exactly the same in Musashi's eyes, we went to an open-air hot spring on the top of the mountain to quickly cleanse ourselves who were about to become a savage.

The clothes and hair were also starched and washed, so there was no need to worry about the wet clothes and hair not drying.

Pikachu will help Musashi solve this problem. The sophisticated current control method can easily dry Musashi's clothes and hair, saving Musashi from the embarrassing situation of having no clothes to change.

The Arbor Snake completely woke up in the hot spring that smelled slightly of sulfur, swinging its body leisurely. The walking grass floats and sinks in the hot spring, absorbing the rich trace elements in the spring water.

After Musashi tidied himself up, he took the Poké Ball and put them both back into the ball. He returned to his guest room, carried the bamboo basket on his back, and said goodbye to the Raichu clan leader and the yellow-skinned electric rats.

Go home~.

It would take half a day to return to the village from the top of Back Mountain if you go fast enough, but Musashi still remembers that there is one medicinal ingredient that he has not collected enough, and that is mountain conch. There is still nearly half the weight left, and I hope I can find something on the way back.

But there is another problem. This is that when Musashi went up the mountain, he prepared three days' worth of dry food.Today is the fourth day. After eating the tree fruits given by Pikachu and the others in the morning, they are now running out of ammunition and food.

As for the chicken, which was crunchy and crunchy, it had already entered the Abai Snake's belly. Even if there was any leftover, Musashi would not dare to eat it for fear of being pierced and rotten.

For this reason, Musashi could only pray secretly that God, considering her young age and frailty, would allow her to successfully find the missing mountain conch and go home early.

On the rugged mountain road, Abo Snake still led the way and followed Musashi casually.

After three days of running-in period, Musashi and