The grass-type king who emerged from Team Rocket

The moon is thick.

Under the tower of trumpet buds, the abbot looked at Adai with kind eyes.

Ah Dai's heart tightened, and he was about to open his mouth to defend himself.

The abbot didn't speak, but turned his head and spread his palms towards the empty river behind him.

Kuhe understood, took out two Poké Balls from his arms, identified them, and put one of them in the abbot's palm.

Adai recognized that it was his own Poké Ball, and the one handed to the abbot was the one containing the little one.

The abbot took the Poké Ball and released Xiaoyi.

Xiao Yi, who appeared in the middle of the crowd, looked very nervous, and the two slender rhizomes were about to step forward with Ah Dai, but they were gently stopped by a big thin hand stretched out from one side.

From the owner of the hand, Xiao Yi didn't feel malice, and seeing that Ah Dai didn't look like he was resisting, he stopped and looked back blankly.

The abbot smiled comfortingly at Xiao Yi, and his rough big hand gently brushed Xiao Yi's bright yellow bud head, bringing it a touch of warmth.

Only when his eyes swept over Xiao Yi's back would he unconsciously reveal a touch of seriousness.

The abbot's hand skillfully touched every corner of the little one, carefully inspecting the rhizomes, the front and back of the leaves, and the inside of the buds.

Ah Dai nervously watched the abbot's movements, and somehow, he suddenly had a familiar feeling, just like when he was in the agricultural college in his previous life, he was checked by the professor and tutor about his master's design...

With this peculiar filter, Ah Dai looked at the way the abbot stood up, and always felt that he would take out his defense book and score himself in the next second.

The abbot turned his head and looked at Ah Dai kindly, "Amitabha, little benefactor, do you know where the soul goes when a person dies?"

Adai couldn't help frowning, what is this? Threat? Or are you playing a?

"Western Elysium? Boy, I don't know what you mean, please make it clear. The

abbot shook his head, "That's the teachings of traditional Buddhism, just leave a thought after death." In fact, after death, people's souls will slowly dissipate into

the world and feed back to the world...""But if they have obsessions before death, such as being affected by strong emotions of hatred, pain, and fear, it will cause them to be nostalgic for the world."

The abbot raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "Elves who have the same rich emotions as us are the same!"

Ah Dai understood what the abbot was referring to, and he looked for the side of Xiao Yi in a complicated way, "So, Konghe is seeing... The soul of another trumpet bud decided that there was something wrong with me, right? "

Amitabha." The abbot folded his hands and acquiesced.

Adai was silent for a moment and decided to confess everything to the abbot.

"Can I open my backpack? There's my personal terminal in it, and there's it in..."

The abbot interrupted Ada's explanation, "Amitabha, little benefactor, you don't need to explain too much to me.

Adai asked suspiciously, "So... Do you believe me?

"Actually, it's very simple for you to prove yourself, people can deceive others, but they can't deceive themselves."

The abbot smiled mysteriously, "There is a mirror in the tower, you can see your heart, if you want, you can go to the mirror to stay for a while, whether it is true or false, you will naturally know." "

Illuminating the heart? So amazing?

Ah Dai was puzzled, but thinking of all kinds of superpowers, such as the death makeup technique possessed by the orange in the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto and the ice doll ability possessed by Kona, it is normal to have some magical props that he doesn't know?

But do you really have a clear conscience?

Ah Dai gritted his teeth, no matter what, he still had to give it a try, after all, this was the only way he was given.

"Yes, I do!"

Ah Dai left with Konghe, looking at the backs of the two, the abbot smiled slightly, and lowered his head again to look at the nervous Xiaoyi, "Little guy, don't be nervous, he'll be fine

~" The rough big hand shrouded Xiaoyi's head again, "Now let's talk~"

...

In the dimly lit Tower of Trumpet Buds, Adai followed the empty river down the creaking staircase.

The two didn't say anything all the way.

Walking up to the second floor, Kuhe pointed to the door on the side, "When you get there, you can see the mirror when you go in." Watching

Adai push the door and walk in, Kuhe took a deep look at his back, "Look at you in the mirror, stare into your own eyes, and remember what you have done!" With

that, he closed the door and strode away.

In the dark room, Adai took a deep breath, looked around, and finally found a one-man tall floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner of the room.

Curiously, Adai stepped forward and looked up and down.

It is a very ordinary floor-to-ceiling mirror, although the dark brown frame shape is simple, but the color is relatively new, and the image of the unearthed cultural relics in Ada's imagination is far from it.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the smooth mirror, and the chill came through his fingertips, making him shiver.

Ah Dai withdrew his fingers, wondering in his heart, does this mirror really have the function of seeing his heart?

He plucked up the courage to walk up to the mirror and let the mirror take in his whole body, looking at himself in the translucent mirror.

It's been a long time since he's looked at himself so closely, and the last time was when he had just crossed over.

Compared with a few months ago, the body has been exercising with Xiaoyi and Feifei during this time, and it looks a lot stronger, and it is no longer as weak as before.

The originally white complexion has also become a healthy wheat color with the increase of sun exposure.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the delicate facial features, except for the eyes...

Eyes....

Did your eyes have such depth before?

......

In the dimly lit room, the boy stood quietly in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring directly at his eyes in the mirror.

I don't know how long I stood there.

The silence was broken by a crisp snap of fingers.

I saw a ghostly smile from Ah Dai in the mirror, revealing a neat mouthful of big white teeth.

It leaned forward and grimaced at Adai, blinking its eyes red, and as its body twisted, a dark purple, chubby elf with stubby limbs and a short pointed tail appeared in the mirror.

Geng ghost!

If Adai had been awake at this time, he would have screamed in surprise.

This is a rare ghost-type elf, or the final evolutionary type!

The Geng ghost in the mirror jumped and got stuck between the frames, and in annoyed and angry, it waved its stubby limbs to squeeze its body out of the frames, and landed in front of Ah Dai with a click.

Its scarlet eyes glowed with a faint blue light, and it used its superpowers to float so that it could reach Dai's face, and then vigorously rubbed Dai's face into various shapes while letting out a "Tsuki" laugh.

It didn't take long for it to get tired of playing, no screams, no fear, it wasn't the toy it wanted.

At this time, it finally remembered the abbot's explanation, and its grimace became even more eerie because of its excitement.

It snapped its fingers again, and Ah Dai on the side seemed to have received the instruction and began to confide in the story between himself and Xiao Yi and Xiao Er.