Pokémon: I, Xiaozhi, return to the beginning

The thunderstorm outside the house was mixed, accompanied by a roaring thunder, and the originally stable lights inside the Western-style pavilion began to flicker and flicker at this moment.

Every time the handover of darkness and light made Ash feel a little trance, and his attention could not be concentrated, but despite this, he had no intention of going back to the room to rest, after all, if he didn’t take this opportunity to investigate well, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing if he really thought about it too much after being discovered?

At this moment, only the sound of Ash’s heartbeat, the sound of breathing, and the crackling sound of footsteps accompanied by the raindrops falling on the ground outside the house, and the crackling sound of slapping on the windows.

The floor creaked, and although it looked so new, it made this strange sound that I don’t know how many years it had been sitting on.

But despite this, Ash did not pay too much attention to the situation of the floor at the moment, he just came to the door of a room on the far right of the Western-style pavilion, covered his head and eased his mind a little.

This was the last room on the second floor, and Ash felt a little strange before he entered this room.

The other rooms of the Western-style building, or the Western-style building itself, look symmetrical from the outside, but this one is an exception.

It is not symmetrical to the leftmost room where it lives, it clings to the rightmost corridor, not to the walls on either side of the corridor.

This structure is extremely rare in any place, so if there is really a problem with this Western-style restaurant, the most likely clue should be this room.

“Phew.”

Ash took a deep breath, patted his head, calmed his faintly dizzy brain, and then reached out and pushed the door open.

“Squeak~”

There was still an old voice, and the door was gently pushed open from the outside.

Ash held a Pokéball in his hand and cautiously walked into the room.

There was no light inside the room, and Ash could only observe the room by the light of the moment the lightning streaked by, just as he had when he had first surveyed the other rooms.

Although the light flashed only for a moment, in an instant, Ash had already observed the layout of the house, but it was a pity that even so Ash did not find any difference between this place and other places, if there was any….

“The bookshelf… Is there anything special? ”

There is a bookshelf embedded in the wall near the bedside of the room, and there are a lot of books on the shelves, all of which seem to be of a certain age, I am afraid that these books were bought by the old man a long time ago, right?

But since there are books bought by the old man himself in this room, that is to say, this room is the old man’s own?

Ash pondered, just as he was about to approach the bookshelf to take a closer look, the pain and dizziness in his brain suddenly became more serious.

Ash covered his head in some pain and crouched down, he didn’t know what was wrong with him.

Is there a problem with the meal? But she ate it herself.

Ash left a mental eye at the beginning and did not eat the food served by the old man directly, but watched her eat with everyone before Ash let go of his heart.

Although I don’t know the source of the food, it tastes pretty good….

“Well, now is not the time to think about it.”

Ash complained alone, and just as he was about to endure the pain in his head and get up, his right hand suddenly seemed to lose its strength, and the treasure ball held in his hand fell to the ground, and then began to roll slowly.

Reel ~ Reel ~

Baby Ball rolled on the floor with an unpleasant, low rolling sound.

The electric thunder outside the house is still flickering here one after another, making noise…

The sound of thunder and the rolling of the baby ball are intertwined, like a poignant piece of music, and in such a dim, dead and silent environment, it is inevitable to feel a sense of fear that makes people feel some hair on the back.

Bang –

Finally, the Pokémon Ball stopped rolling when it hit the corner of the wall against which the bookshelf was leaning, making a crisp crashing sound.

Ash sighed, then moved slowly, bending down to pick up the ball.

Holding the cold baby ball in his hand, he suddenly flashed some thoughts at this moment, stunned, and his eyes stared directly at the baby ball.

“So… Why does it keep scrolling? ”

The floor looks new, but it’s not a smooth plane, and if it’s a smooth plane, Ash wouldn’t have subconsciously chosen to ignore it when it made the same creaking sound as before.

But since the floor isn’t smooth, Pokéball shouldn’t keep rolling… The position where he was standing was also the position of the entrance door, and there was a distance of several meters from the corner of the wall, and if it was not already at the top, Ash even suspected that the baby ball would keep rolling.

But if this is the case, it seems that the possibility becomes single, except for the factors of the floor itself.

“This room… Or is the Western-style pavilion itself tilted? After

seemingly sensing the truth of the matter, Ash’s brain seemed to work a little faster.

The ball slides from the left to the right, and the rightmost thing in this room is the bookshelf embedded in the wall.

At this point, everything seems to be on the right page.

This Western-style pavilion is not an ordinary Western-style museum, and the old man is definitely not simple, at least there are some secrets hidden deep in the Western-style museum.

It’s just that the old man really has any impure purpose? For this question, Ash still wants to give a negative answer, the words that the old man said to them are heartfelt and full of true feelings… Including the feeling that someone can chat with her is also genuine.

“Then…”

But after all, his own judgment is only subjective, and in order to give an accurate definition of the whole incident and the other party, Ash must find out what secrets are hidden in this Western-style museum.

He came to the bookshelf and began to fumble for it.

Ash carefully removed all the books on the shelves, placed them on the ground, and then began to fumble inside the shelves near the walls.

The rainstorm outside the house seemed to become heavier, and the fleeting light brought by the lightning reflected the shadows of the objects in the house on the wall, and at the moment when the first lightning streaked, Ash’s shadow reflected on the wall suddenly jumped.

And Ash over there finally pressed something like a switch, and after pressing it hard, the originally closed wall began to slowly move to the sides, and soon revealed a long staircase in the dark.

……

PS: Ask for a gift every day ~QAQ~

(not easy, the score is finally over 8)