Pokémon Dream Walker

It was impossible to cook for myself, so I just found a stall to deal with it.

No no.

I am afraid that the food at home will be poisoned.

Including drinking water, tableware, condiments... etc. Before returning to normal life, he must figure out how the original owner was poisoned.

Target the suspect?

Don't be kidding, it's impossible, there's no suspicious target at all.

First of all.

Although the original owner was an autistic sword fanatic, he had a kind heart beneath his cold appearance and had never bullied anyone with his sword skills.

Second.

The original owner's social interaction was basically zero, and it was impossible to offend anyone.

A few months ago, when the original owner closed the kendo gym, he returned all the students' tuition fees without causing any displeasure to any of the students.

Such a pure guy could actually arouse people's resentment, even to the point of poisoning and killing people.

For what?

Looking up at the Japanese style courtyard in the distance, it is a unique scene in the modern city.

Shang He had some guesses in his mind.

"The original owner has nothing. The only two things worth noting are the secret book and the courtyard. It's probably the latter, right? But the original owner has no relatives and no one will inherit the inheritance. After his death, the courtyard should belong to the municipal government. Who can profit from it? …”

Thoughts stopped abruptly.

Shang He's eyes widened with disbelief. He looked at the wide open courtyard door, the anger in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Gan!"

"As expected of that free city, the folk customs are also in line with it and are equally tough. Not only did he poison me at night to kill me, but he also broke into my house during the day and didn't take me seriously at all. It was a plan. Do you want to kill me directly if you reveal it?"

"With the single scabbard, follow me and chop down that bastard inside!"

YoYo-

Seeing that the owner was angry, the scabbard of the single sword screamed sharply, giving it a somewhat ghostly appearance.

The two masters and pets were filled with righteous indignation and rushed into the courtyard quickly. Their angry eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for the damn intruder.

His eyes fell on two burly figures.

A short, fat, red-skinned elf wearing martial arts attire, with a "T" shaped black stripe on his face.

Cast a ghost?

Its trainer was tall and stood like an iron tower, with brows filled with evil aura.

The Four Heavenly Kings·Lian Wu!

"Brother?"

Memories came to mind, and past titles blurted out.

The original owner and Adek had no relationship between master and apprentice, and their family had no relationship with Mr. Champion either.

The reason only lies with Lian Wu.

Lianwu—Lianwu—

Practice martial arts!

Practice martial arts!

He has connections with the fighting schools in the Hezhong area. He once practiced in a kendo hall for a period of time and listened to the kendo concepts explained by the original owner's father.

However, due to differences in core concepts, they parted ways after one month of practice.

Lian Wu believes that combatants and elf trainers should be combined to revitalize the long-standing profession of combatants.

The original owner and his son stubbornly pursued their own great power and isolated themselves from the new era.

This is not unusual.

Many people were unable to adapt to the development of the times and were eventually submerged under the tide of the times. The original owner and his son were just inconspicuous existences among them.

Lian Wu nodded slightly, his tone full of doubts: "Well, what's wrong with you? It's rare to see you looking so angry."

Shang He was shocked by this question.

Even if I fully accept the memory of the original owner, my personality is very different from that of the original owner. I must pay more attention to these details in the future.

The original owner was like a facial paralysis, and there were few things that could move his expression.

He probably wouldn't be as angry as he is.

Shang He shrugged and explained with a wry smile: "It's nothing, I just thought there was a burglar in the house."

He complained helplessly: "The public security in Feiyun City is really worrying. I was blocked by two gangsters when I went out just now. My good mood for the whole day was completely ruined."

"Is that so...I will report it to the mayor."

Lian Wu frowned, obviously keeping this in mind, and looked at Shang He in surprise.

"Speaking of which, after not seeing each other for a few months, you have become a lot more cheerful?"

"I've figured out some things... Senior brother, come to the dojo to talk. I don't dare to treat a big shot like you harshly."

Lian Wu heard the teasing, chuckled, and followed Shang He's footsteps.

He stared at Shang He's back, his eyes mostly falling on the rare single sword scabbard, thinking about what Shang He had just said, his expression was thoughtful.

A tea table was set up, and the fragrant tea soup was steaming thickly. Two Ang Tibetan young men knelt down facing each other.

Lian Wu is nearly two meters tall, with a dark complexion, like an iron tower.

Shang He is not as outrageous as him.

He is also nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a masculine and cheerful face, a well-proportioned body, and a body that does not appear to be obtrusive or deformed.

If you put on a suit, you instantly become a "business elite" + a "suited thug", giving you a unique style.

After the two discussed the current situation,

Lian Wu suddenly suggested: "It's not easy to meet each other, let's talk about it, let's talk about it?"

Shang He was stunned and his eyes fell on Tou Shuai Gui.

Dare I ask if all elf trainers are cockfighters?If their eyes meet, they will fight, and they will fight to the death!

Long live!

One of the famous members of the Four Heavenly Kings of the United Alliance actually wants to kill a little rookie like me?

but……

It’s not impossible to accept it, but there is a prerequisite.

"Want to compete with the Ghost Sword? You can...but there is a prerequisite. You can only use normal skills and fighting skills to throw the ghost!"

"Oh, by the way, if the Throwing Ghost is highly poisonous, I wouldn't mind using it."

Lian Wu's expression was very exciting. He had never thought that Shang He would be so shameless.

Do you think I don't know Carlos Ghost Sword?

Weng Sheng said: "Thank you so much for your generosity, letting me know your other side - the dark side!"

"Thank you for the compliment, senior brother!"

"Haha... The competition I'm talking about is not a battle between elves, but a competition in swordsmanship and fighting skills. Let's see if you have made any progress during this time."

"Senior brother, don't worry, are you angry and want to beat me up?"

"You have learned the essence of the Book of Five Wheels... Come on, we must compete today."

……

5 minute later.

A muffled sound came from the dojo, and the entire wooden house seemed to tremble.

The two elves in the yard hurriedly ran into the dojo.

Seeing the situation in the dojo, one hummed happily, and the other ran to help its master.

"Brother, it seems that after becoming the Four Heavenly Kings, you have been blinded by power and have slacked on your fighting training."

Shang He teased with a slight smile, raised his hand and brandished the sword with blood, then realized that the sword in his hand was a bamboo sword, and threw it aside.

Clang!

The ghost sword unsheathes automatically.

He cut the bamboo knife into two pieces, and the jealous look in his one eye flashed away.

note!

There are gender differences in the single sword scabbard, and Shang He is probably a "little sister" who is very possessive of him.

Am I slacking off?

When he was lifted up by the ghost, Lian Wu's head was still buzzing, and there was a burning pain from the red mark on his face where the bamboo knife had been pulled out.

Hiss...

Miyamoto Kamike, I hate you so much!

"It's not that I'm slacking off, it's that you have changed. Your swordsmanship style has changed drastically. Wu Nian Slash is completely different from before."

Before Shang He could ask in detail, Lian Wu automatically explained:

"In the past, you didn't use No Thought Slash at all. You were mentally confused and your consciousness was hesitant. You couldn't meet the requirement of 'no thought, no thought'. It was like a sharp sword in a sheath, which could never hurt the opponent. "

"It's different now, you've changed."

"I don't know what you want to understand, and I don't know what determination you have made... But it is undoubtedly a good thing, it has given you energy and spirit. Although the sword moves are inexplicably jerky, they already have the will of the spirit, and both form and spirit are just It’s only a matter of time before your sword skills are enough to earn the title of “Master” in this field.”

"You have really changed, and I am so happy to see your progress!"

Shang He didn't reply, just narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He had guessed before that after being trained by Du Sword Scabbard, his swordsmanship was inherited from the original owner but was stronger than the original owner. Now Lian Wu gave evidence.

As for Lian Wu's change of mentality.

Yes, there is. After all, the body has been replaced by a soul. Maybe I am more suitable for that mysterious and mysterious concept.

Kill without thinking!

Running water cut!

Take advantage of the situation!

Thunder and Fire Slash!

……

No matter how suitable it is, what's the use? It can't cultivate immortality, live forever, and punch an alpaca.

I want to cultivate immortality, my magic power is boundless!

Ah ah~

After the discussion, the tea table was moved back to the tatami, and the tea in the purple clay pot was still warm.

Four Heavenly Kings?

Just a rookie!

Watch me, the Great Demon King Shang He, warm tea and kill Lian Wu.

At this time, Lian Wu's voice floated faintly: "Stop your nasty smile, I know you are thinking of something very offensive, please don't let me know."

"Cough cough..."

Lian Wu closed his eyes, feeling like he was out of sight, and asked about another thing he was concerned about.

"There is a knife missing from the knife holder. Did you sell it?"

"No, it became a spirit."

Yo!

The single scabbard makes its debut.

Lian Wu was so shocked that he opened his eyes and stared like bells, feeling unbelievable at this answer.

But as one of the Four Heavenly Kings, he still has some knowledge.

There was still lingering surprise in his eyes, but he could accept this absurd fact.

"Is the ancient legend of Carlos almost true? Can the ancient sword be channeled into an elf? It's incredible!"

The two major alliances are geographically close and have close information exchanges. Lian Wu has some knowledge of the Single Sword Scabbard.

"Do you plan to be an elf trainer in the future?"

Shang He shrugged, looking lazy, "I don't know, I have to think about it again, it's hard to even feed a single scabbard now."

"Why is it difficult to feed yourself? Ghost-type elf food..."

Lian Wu paused in his words and was suddenly stunned. He realized that the single scabbard was unusual, and he immediately thought of someone who could help.

"I have a friend-"

"Junior brother, I have been waiting for your words. Wanlong, the ghost king of the 'Four Heavenly Kings', please be sure to introduce this friend to me!"

Shang He squinted his eyes and smiled like a chrysanthemum, rubbed his paws and licked his face as he choreographed.

"When I woke up this morning, I heard pigeons chirping on the branches. When I patted my head, I secretly thought that something good must be knocking on the door."

"What do you think?"

"Senior brother, you will be here in the afternoon. As soon as I saw you, I understood everything. You brought me a pillow when I was dozing off."

"Junior brother, I'm so grateful!"

Lian Wu's facial expression at this time was quite exciting, exactly like the "subway old man looking at his cell phone" emoticon, with a strong feeling of disgust that almost overflowed.

He couldn't figure out what happened to his junior brother and how he could become so sinister and shameless.

Fortunately, Lian Wu didn't understand the concept of "seizing one's body".

I don’t know the power of the Dayu Monster either.

Otherwise, he would have to wonder if Shanghe had a different soul or his memory had been tampered with.

That's why.

At first, Shang He was a little more cautious, but later he simply let go of his true nature and stopped trying to hide his personality awkwardly.

No matter how obvious the acting is, it is still acting.

Fighters have very keen intuition, and if they deliberately hide their personalities, they will be noticed, which will create a gap between the two.

It's better to show your true nature and treat each other sincerely.

Lian Wu liked this very much, and the deep relief in his eyes could not be faked. He just thought that Shanghe's brain had finally come to his senses.

"We haven't seen each other for a few months. There have been a lot of changes. You didn't care about this before..."

Lian Wu shook his head helplessly, as if he really had no way to deal with Shang He, but the corners of his lips raised revealed his true emotions.

"I will help you contact Wanlong and ask her to teach you some common sense about cultivating ghost elves."

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing an object that looked like a digital watch.

Poké Device!

Shang He judged its name at a glance.

The proud product of Silver Company, it became popular in major leagues as soon as it came out. It is a communication tool with important social significance.

want to!