After all, Gardenia is Gym Leader of Pokémon League. Since James is unwilling to entrust Cacnea to her, she will not do anything like forceful buying or selling.
As an avid Grass-type Pokémon lover, Gardenia can naturally feel that James exudes strong love for Pokémon from the inside out, so she believes that Cacnea can live a better life with James.
After saying goodbye to Gardenia, Xiaoyun left Tajixi Town and continued in the direction of Solaceon Town. At this time, they passed by a small village that looked dilapidated. Looking at this eerie little village, Xiaoyun wanted to walk forward again.
But it was getting late, so I planned to camp here. After letting Pokémon rest, I set up the tent and Xiaoyun started preparing for today's dinner.
An hour later, a pot of curry rice that looked good was freshly baked. Just as the two of them were sitting at the small table and about to start the meal, a sinister voice came from behind the two of them. Given the environment, it made people shiver.
"Young people passing by, do you want to hear grandma tell you a story?"
Then the two slowly turned their heads to see what the hell it was, and then... they saw a white-haired old woman holding a cane and looking at them kindly.
"..."
Xiaoyun was speechless on the spot. If he hadn't considered the old woman's age, he would have said a few words.
Grandma, it's still late at night in the wilderness, so it's really scary for you to suddenly come out and tell a story.
"Grandma, do you need our help with anything?" Dawn thought that such an old woman might have encountered some difficulty at such a late hour and asked.
But this elderly woman didn't say anything anymore, and just looked at their dinner quietly.
"Grandma, if you don't mind, come with us. Anyway, the two of us can't finish the meal."
Xiaoyun understood, and thought that this old woman was really pitiful and still hungry at such a late hour, so Xiaoyun took the initiative to invite this old woman to have dinner with them.
"Yes, grandma, why don't we come together?" Dawn also agreed with the invitation.
"Then grandma, I won't be polite."
After hearing the invitation, the old lady's face became very fast. She took the rice handed over by Xiaoyun and started to eat at a speed that was not like that of an old man in his 70s or 80s.
After a while.
"You are a kind-hearted young girl. In order to repay you for having dinner, grandma, I will tell you a story."
After finishing the meal, the old lady then suggested telling stories.
"No..."
"Legend has it that hundreds of years ago..."
Xiaoyun was about to say no, but the old woman waved her hands with a look of reminiscence on her face and started telling the story she knew.
Seeing that the old man had already started speaking, the two looked at each other and Xiaoyun spread their hands, saying that they had already talked about it anyway, so just listen to it and treat it as an after-dinner story.
The old man spoke very slowly, and it probably took him a long time to finish. The story is also very simple, and it can be summarized as follows.
Hundreds of years ago, an evil-doing Ghost type wreaked havoc in several nearby villages. The villagers were miserable and prayed to God to save them.
Then at this moment, a Aura Guardian carrying Pikachu passed by the village. After hearing the villagers' prayers, the brave man took his Pikachu and The story of Ghost type starting a battle, relying on their own powerful Aura and Pikachu, finally succeeded in defeating Ghost type and sealed it in Tower of Imprison.
The story sounds cliche, almost like a fable, but combined with the old woman's slow speaking speed and the scene of the village's defeat, it makes it feel like you are actually there.
"Grandma, when I see you, I think of the brave man." After telling the story, the old woman looked at Xiaoyun with eyes that were also full of memories.
"But grandma, there is no Pikachu in me, and I am not a Aura warrior."
Xiaoyun is a little confused. He is not Ash, nor does he know Aura. He doesn't have Pikachu yet, so why does he look like the Aura warrior?
And it's been hundreds of years, how can you remember this?
"No, it does not mean that only those who possess Aura can be considered a warrior. As long as they have the potential special power in the human body, they can also become a warrior who continues the belief of the brave man." After saying this, the old woman's eyes suddenly widened.
He looked at Xiaoyun with very determined eyes and said firmly in his tone, "And you young man, you are the Psychic type powerhouse with special abilities."
"Hey... Grandma, did you see something?" Xiaoyun took a breath and felt more and more that this grandma was not simple. Because she really has special abilities!
"Don't say it, don't say it." After hearing this, the old lady closed her eyes again, her tone becoming more and more mysterious.
"Okay, grandma, do you know where the Tower of Imprison is?" Since the old grandma didn't say it, he didn't force it, but he was just a little curious about what the so-called Ghost type was.
"You said Spirit Tower, that one is very dangerous. Boy, grandma, I advise you not to go to that place. There is a great terror sealed there."
When the old lady heard that it was about Ghost type, her face became energetic again and she said with a serious expression.
"No, grandma. Since you said that place is so dangerous, if I knew where it was, wouldn't I be able to avoid it?" Xiaoyun quickly denied.
"That's right, right over there."
The old lady was very satisfied with Xiaoyun's answer. She thought that this young man knows how to advance and retreat. Grandma, I appreciate it very much.
Then the old lady turned her frail body and stretched out her wrinkled fingers to point at the tower-shaped seal wherever she looked.
"Um... this is Spirit Tower?"
Xiaoyun sets his sights in the direction pointed by the old lady
However, when he saw that Spirit Tower, the corner of his mouth twitched. No wonder he couldn't see any tall tower nearby.
Looking at the mini house not far away, I thought to myself, isn't this just a hut made of a few bricks? It would probably be blown down by a strong wind, and it could survive for hundreds of years.
"Xiaoyun, do you think this Spirit Tower looks like... the building blocks we played with when we were kids?"
Dawn also saw clearly the humble Spirit Tower, and suppressed a smile and whispered into his ear. Because Dawn felt that laughing at this time would be somewhat disrespectful to the elderly.
"What, the house the two of us built is much bigger than this one, and this one is smaller." Xiaoyun quickly denied it after thinking about it.
I remember when he played with Dawn, the building blocks he played with won first place in the kindergarten. They were much prettier than this Spirit Tower.
Hmm... it's still big.