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Chapter 204 Kikuko and Dr. Damu

In order to prepare a thank you gift for Teacher Lu.

Qingluo thought for a long time and decided to go to an ancient house in Joban City.

Although she is tired of Dr. Oki, Grandma Kikuko still lives in Tokiwa City, not far from Zhenxin Town.

Moreover, Kikuko and Qinglu’s personal relationship is also pretty good.

When Qingluo was away, she served as the acting director of Joban City.

Qinglu's feelings for Granny Juzi are quite complicated.

On the one hand, she is the Four Heavenly Kings of the Kanto Alliance, and her strength is beyond reproach.

On the other hand, she is Grandpa's old friend.

Although they have now parted ways.

But selfishly, Qinglu still hopes that the two of them can meet each other.

Even if the relationship is severed, it is better than the current situation of fire and water.

It is strange to say that the almost perfect Oki Snow City is a little nervous when talking about Kikuko...

Qinglu was lost in thought and slowly walked towards the door.

The old house exudes a gloomy atmosphere.

Before he could reach out, the door opened with a creak.

Thick fog surrounded everything, and it was so dark that you couldn't even see your fingers.

"Hu Di, Eye of Miracle." Qinglu said.

The surroundings suddenly became clear. The woman with a gloomy face was sitting at the table, leaning on a cane and making tea for Qinglu with her trembling hands.

"Sit down." Juzi said coldly.

"Grandpa also likes this kind of tea." Qinglu said.

Click!

Juzi dropped the teapot on the ground without even looking at it:

"Gengar, don't buy this kind of thing next time."

Gengar emerged from the shadows, poking his fingers in frustration.

"So, why did you come?" Juzi asked.

"I owe a favor, and he also tamed a Gengar." Qinglu said, "So, I want to ask you for advice on Gengar."

"You are so shameless." Juzi sneered, "This is a lot like your grandfather."

Green shrugged indifferently: "I learned this from Red."

"crimson……"

Juzi sat on a bench, leaning on a cane, and sneered:

"Like Chihong, that old man used to be a powerful man...but now, even the shadow of that time can't be seen!"

Juzi poked the crutch angrily and coughed immediately.

Qinglu sat down and looked like she was listening attentively.

Juzi glanced at it, and seemed to be living alone for a long time, and muttered in a rare way:

"If I am not a researcher, the only champion of Kanto is that old man..."

"But his research has benefited many people." Qinglu said.

"Research? Ha, how can that kind of thing be compared with fighting against elves!"

Juzi glared at Qinglu angrily: "Do you know what he promised me back then?"

"He will always walk in front of me so that I can't catch up with him."

"Ha, research! I really can't catch up with him because he is no longer a trainer!"

Green silence.

"It's useless to talk about it now."

Juzi laughed strangely: "But in you and Chihong, I do see some shadows of the old man from back then."

"I hope that when you two grow old, you won't become like Old Man Damu!"

Juzi tapped her cane and said with a cold face: "Gengar, see the guest off!"

Asking for secret books for Teacher Lu seems to be an impossible task.

But Qinglu pondered for a moment and said calmly: "I can send a letter to grandpa for you."

Juzi's rickety figure trembled slightly.

"Whether it's your anger, your resentment, or your curse." Qinglu said.

"I will pass it on to grandpa for you... If you can't think of words to scold him, I can think of it with you."

Juzi raised her head and looked at Qinglu with her cloudy eyes.

I also want to scold him for grandma. Qinglu thought to herself and continued:

"I believe that being scolded all over his face would not make him feel better."

Qinglu said: "Making him miserable is not what you want to do most."

The room suddenly became silent.

Juzi opened her mouth, with some resentment, some resentment, and even... a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"You win, kid."

After a while, Juzi said: "You are as bastard as your grandfather."

"My pleasure."

Qinglu smiled: "No matter how long the letter is, I will bring it to grandpa for you. Don't worry, you can write it slowly."

Qinglu walked towards the door and waved.

"I won't peek. You can rest assured. There is no need for Gengar to hide in the shadows and stare at me."

With a creak, the door closed again.

The room was in chaos.

Grandma Juzi, who has never been married, is an old man with a stooped figure and a cane.

After being dazed for a long time, I suddenly lit up a dim oil lamp.

Holding the quill in hand, thousands of hateful words came to her in an instant, and Juzi held on tightly to the penholder.

Finally, Juzi wrote:

"Long time no see, how are you lately..."

After a long time, even the last leaf on the tree outside the window has fallen.

Juzi stopped writing and said:

"Autumn has arrived, and there are thousands of greetings."



Qinglu browsed through the training experience provided by Juzi.

This is Juzi's hard work for many years, especially the training and fighting of Gengar.

The key point is that the shadow clones release the shadow balls at the same time.

Ordinary shadow clones can only play a confusing role.

But according to Juzi's method, it can be achieved that "everything is the essence".

In addition, Juzi also provided the training method of 'Dream Eater', which is considered to be Juzi's trump card move.

For any ghost-type trainer, this is a valuable treasure that can compete for scalps.

Although the expenses have also increased exponentially...

But compared with the improvement of strength, these are just trivial matters.

"Grandma Juzi has this experience."

Qinglu nodded.

"Teacher Lu should also be satisfied!"

With Kikuko's letter, Qinglu returned to Dr. Ohki's research institute.

The gray-haired old man was shouting in the backyard:

"Wow! Qinglu, you came back just in time, Xiaozhi's smelly mud is too heavy!"

The green complexion looks strange.

After rescuing Dr. Omu who was suppressed by the smelly mud, Qinglu coughed lightly and said:

"Go take a shower first...I have something to tell you later."

Ten minutes later.

Dr. Omu hummed a little tune, put on the common white shirt again, and said in surprise:

"Hey, isn't this green!"

Don't pretend like what just happened didn't happen!

Qinglu held her forehead and said: "Ahem...don't be joking, I have a letter from Grandma Juzi to give you."

Oki Yukinari was stunned for a moment: "Kikuko...'s letter?"

Qinglu threw the letter on the table, slapped the table with both hands, leaned forward, and warned:

"Normal friends can... If you have other plans, I will go to grandma's grave and curse you!"

"What do you mean?" Dr. Omu looked confused.

"Forget it... just watch it slowly, I won't disturb you anymore."

Qinglu waved his hand, opened the door and left.

"Juzi can also write letters..."

Dr. Oki muttered and unfolded the long letter.

A long time passed.

The dusk outside the house fell into the house, and the waves sounded the call of returning home.

Dr. Ohki held his chin in one hand, holding a cigarette that he had given up for many years.

Putting down the letter, he let out a long sigh.

The old man with gray temples took out a yellowed old photo from the book on his right.

Looking at the boys and girls in the old photos, I fell into deep thought.



"Grandma Juzi's training method?!"

Teacher Lu's face changed slightly.

From strength to strength...

But how much does this cost!

"No need to thank you."

Qinglu smiled slightly: "Just follow Grandma Juzi's experience and proceed step by step."

Teacher Lu looked complicated.

Speaking of which, Gengar's current configuration is Aju's poison, Sirona's shadow ball, and Nazi's mental power...

If you add Kikuko’s training methods...

Teacher Lu looked up at the sky.

The eyes are a little moist.

"It's too strong, Gengar!"

"口桀?!Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

Gengar, who was lying on the sofa eating potato chips, was so frightened that he dropped the bag of potato chips in his hand.

What the master said was obviously ironic...

It seems that you can't be careless at all, you have to train every moment...

Gengar clenched his small fists, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.

Keep up the good work, Gengar!


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