Chapter Thirty-Six: Exploring Aster Town at Night

Ziyuan Town, how to put it, is probably a rather sad city.

Because the flower language of asters is lying. Aster Town was also born out of a trainer's witty lies.

The night was dark and windy, and the jungle was eerie on both sides, without a trace of human habitation. But the strange thing is that he doesn't feel the slightest terror, but only a faint sadness surrounds his heart.

It is undoubtedly strange that the wheels of the bicycle are speeding on the mud after the rain, there are no lights, there is only an endless path, and Ash riding on it does not feel panic. But for hundreds of years, countless scientists have tried to figure out why this strange feeling is possible... But to this day, the night in Aster Town is still sad.

Gradually, the front seemed to brighten up. The jungle on both sides thinned out, and a peaceful town crept into the darkness of the night.

The peaceful torches, the old buildings, the quiet walking on the road, the pedestrians in twos and threes all look sad, or reminiscing about something important—this is probably where half of their hearts are buried.

"This is the city of sorrow... What are you doing here? ”

Just as Ash was tumbling off the bike, an old man on the street illuminated by the torch light suddenly stopped Ash and asked.

"Hello, I'm Ash from Zhenxin Town, and I've received a request from Miss Joy of Rainbow City to deliver some books..."

"Miss Joy of Rainbow City... If I'm not wrong, I think the friend she's talking about is me. ”

The old man nodded and asked:

"Can you show me the book..."

“... Be. ”

Ash parked his bike on the side of the road and pulled out a random book from his package to show him.

"Sure enough..."The Extreme Use of the Same Fate Move"..."

He gently rubbed the old book cover, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Thank you, young man..."

Saying goodbye to the strange old man, Ash doesn't seem to have much to do. Since there are no item pockets on the high-speed bike, Ash doesn't release Pikachu from the Poké Ball. But after watching the old man gradually disappear into the distance with two bags of books, he planned to release Pikachu out for ventilation, but he didn't expect Pikachu to want to come out at all.

"How can this be..."

Ash glanced at the Poké Ball a little strangely, and looked at his left hand that didn't hold the Poké Ball a little strangely, and gently touched his heart.

I don't know why, since entering the scope of Ziyuan Town, his mood has become very depressed, and there is a sadness that can't be driven away lingering in his heart, which makes him feel a little hairy in his heart.

Although the town is peaceful and peaceful, the architecture of the town is too eerie, there are no electric lights, only candles and torches to illuminate the surroundings. Most of the residents are looking for a random place to stand, sit, or reminisce about something...

Ash suddenly remembered a sentence written in the guide: Aster Town, the place where countless stories end... The souls that are silent under the land are with us. Aster Town was originally just the burial place of a Pokémon dying in old age. But because more and more people are burying their friends here, gradually whether it is a person or a Pokémon, they will no longer be lonely and undisturbed by sleeping here.

The people who cared about their death gradually settled in the neighborhood, and over time, the town of Aster gradually took shape.

The only way to the end of this Aster Town is the place where bones are buried.

For hundreds of years, tombstones have been lying on the plains, and now they are said to have gradually filled the plains.

He wanted to take a look, but because of a certain throbbing in his heart, he dismissed the idea, got on his bicycle, and left again in the direction of Rainbow City.

It's weird.

Quiet, peaceful.

The expression on each person's face was so gloomy.

Fear that can't be felt...

Lingering sorrow...

A place devoid of life, hope and enthusiasm. It's as if their souls are concerned somewhere.

The moonlight shone through the dark clouds and shone on the way back. After driving for a while, the sparse forest gradually became dense. At this time, strange things happened again.

After driving past a dead log, Ash was covered for a while, and the lingering sadness that had surrounded his heart suddenly and quietly dissipated. The fear of not being able to feel it began to come over me.

"Come out, Pikachu, little fire dragon."

Finally, after an unknown Pokémon roar, Ash shuddered, stopped the car, and threw two Poké Balls high.

The two small figures finally jumped out in the white light, and they were all held in Ash's arms.

The flames on the tail of the little fire dragon burned, and the burning fire lit up the dull night sky, and Pikachu's trembling body threw himself into Ash's arms and no longer wanted to come out, just "Pika, Pika" screaming, rubbing, as if he had seen something terrifying. But the little fire dragon didn't seem to feel anything, and was held in Ash's arms, curiously looking at the world around him.

In this world, there are still many things that humans still don't understand, Aster Town... Maybe it's one of them.

If it was said that before, Sika was willing to come to Aster Town, in addition to completing Miss Joy's mission, he did have the idea of subduing the ghost Pokémon, but this is simple, and after coming and going in Aster Town, he has no idea.

He suddenly regretted leaving Sika in the Pokémon Center.

"Pikachu... Hold me tight, little fire dragon, and so are you. ”

Ash adjusted his posture, took the little fire dragon and Pikachu in his arms, stepped on the pedals, and the bicycle began to move forward crookedly.

"Whew."

"Pickup... Pikachu..."

...

In the Pokémon Center, Xiaoxia and Xiaogang sat on a set of sofas at the door, each holding a book and looking at each other.

"Ash is so late, is it really no problem to go to Ziyuan Town alone?"

Detached from the sad story depicted in the book, Xiaoxia felt a little dull in her heart.

Shion Town, a sad town, a place where countless stories end, just by looking at the stories recorded in it, you can feel as uncomfortable as if you were being crushed by a stone at some point.

She tried to change the subject to ease the strange feeling in her mind.

"I guess there's no problem. One of the items near Aster Town is due to unknown reasons, and it is rare to see signs of wild Pokémon activity. Even if he encounters one or two gophers, caterpillars, or other Pokémon, he should have enough strength to protect himself. ”

“... Well? Aster Town.... Ha, although I know some things, I always feel that some things are better not to talk about. ”