Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 300 Nighttime Investigation of the Burnt Tower

In the middle of the night, Natsume felt that the two of them might not be a good match.

There are quite a lot of contestants in this beauty pageant.

"We must win both the first and second place prizes."

Natsume suddenly sat up in bed.

"Pihuhu"

On the windowsill, Zhong Fangtou lay on the pillow, his small blanket kicked aside, fast asleep.

Natsume picked it up by its hind legs and threw it onto the bed. With two thuds, the middle-parted-hair tumbled twice and rolled to the foot of the bed, still not waking up.

It's clear that the intense activities during the day had taken a toll on their mental energy.

Natsume turned his head and noticed that the street outside the Pokémon Center was unusually bright.

The moon was as bright and clear as a jade plate.

"Today is a full moon."

Natsume glanced at the moon and muttered to himself.

Unable to sleep, Natsume began to wander aimlessly through the streets.

Everything around was quiet. At 2:30 a.m., the streetlights went out, but by the moonlight, Natsume could walk freely in the darkness without using his telekinesis.

The interplay of light and shadow on many objects is quite different from what we usually see.

It hasn't calmed down for a long time.

This novel perspective, as if possessing a magical power, drives Natsume's actions.

Following the scattered moonlight, Natsume began to take a walk.

"How did we get here? You dead leg!"

Natsume snapped out of his daze and realized he was already outside the charred tower.

"It's all here."

Natsume took out incense, candles, and a handful of paper money, and in a flash, he entered the charred tower.

This charred tower is quite old.

According to Song Ye, the fire at the Burnt Tower occurred more than two hundred years ago, and its construction dates back to over a thousand years ago.

This kind of ancient building, which has been through a disaster, must contain quite a few Ghost-type Pokémon.

As expected, Natsume only wandered around the first floor once, but he could sense dozens of Gastly and Haunter.

In some places, he also found remnants of Pokémon food, suggesting that Pine Needle would often come here to feed them.

"That's strange, we haven't seen our great-grandfather anywhere."

Natsume, holding a shovel, leaned against a corner, contemplating life.

As priests who once served Ho-Oh, their tombs likely contain records about Ho-Oh, or even more detailed information.

More likely, there will be some kind of item closely related to Ho-Oh, such as a transparent bell or a rainbow feather.

However, when Natsume entered the Burnt Tower, he discovered that the entire tower, starting from the second floor, had been burned down, and there was nothing left on the upper floors.

It was all charred wooden frames, and you could see the spire at a glance.

Natsume didn't see a single spirit tablet that Matsuba mentioned.

"Slurp~"

Natsume used his telekinesis to probe into the ground, and a Gastly suddenly appeared and licked him on the head.

The slippery, tingling tongue swept across his face, and Natsume shuddered, frozen in place.

"Heh heh heh heh!"

Seeing Natsume's reaction, Kiss laughed heartily.

As it laughed, a small sign fell out of its mouth.

Natsume glanced at the plaque and saw that it was a memorial tablet.

The Dharma Lamp of the Shinto Temple, Layman Zhigang, Spirit Position
Natsume was taken aback. He picked up the memorial tablet and found the person's common name, time of death, and burial location on the back!
back:

Common name: He Tonggangshi
Priest Bell Tower

Eight hundred years ago

Burial in the southwestern suburbs of Enju City

"Hehehe~"

Gastly's laughter startled many of the resting Gastly and other Gengar.

They approached one by one, surrounding Natsume, curiously watching this intruder who appeared here at 2:30 in the morning, when even ghosts were asleep.

"Have one."

Natsume returned the spirit tablet to the Gastly and casually handed it a spicy paste.

He now understood that all the Gastly and Haunter here were raised by Pine Needle. He guessed that the other spirit tablets were also inside these Gastly and Haunter.

"Has?"

The laughing Gastly froze, staring curiously at what Natsume had handed it.

What is this? It looks a lot like the milk sticks that Gengar usually eats, but the color is different.

Gastly curiously took it.

"Clap!"

Natsume took out a lighter and lit the spicy paste.

"Hmm?"

Gastly watched the slowly rising smoke with suspicion, but as soon as it reached its nose, its pupils widened in surprise.

"Sha~"

Gastly learns without a teacher.

"Wow, you're very talented too." Natsume gave a thumbs up.

Nearby, Gastly and the other Haunters closed their eyes, intently inhaling the scent in the air.

In an instant, Natsume was surrounded by a large group of Gastly, and one after another, their tongues licked Natsume's face.

"Wait, that's not it!"

"If you take care of the spirit tablet, I can get a spicy snack!"

As soon as Natsume finished speaking, countless memorial tablets came raining down on him.
Under the bright moonlight, wisps of smoke rose slowly.

In the square in front of the tower, Natsume lit incense and burned paper money.

Before him stood a dense array of one hundred and eight memorial tablets!

"I'm Ash from Pallet Town. I'm planning to visit you all in the next couple of days. Please bear with me."

Holding the incense stick, Natsume thought for a moment and then chose the name of Satoshi, whose birth chart was the strongest.

After bowing three times, Natsume stood up and instructed Gastly and the others to return the spirit tablets one by one.

"Alright, maintenance complete, I'm leaving now."

As Natsume spoke, he found himself unable to move his legs.

Looking down, he saw several Gastly creatures clinging to his legs.

"All right."

Looking at their pitiful legs, Natsume gave each Gastly and Gastly Druid five Spicy Gum.

In an instant, the courtyard was filled with a continuous cacophony of shouts.

Natsume strolled around the dojo, then slowly made his way outside.

Now that he knew where to visit, Natsume felt completely relieved.

But soon, as the smoke alarm inside the charred tower sounded its powerful and long siren, Natsume paused.

"Sigh, we should have told them not to smoke spicy stuff indoors."

Natsume shook his head and had no choice but to slip away.

"Natsume-nii, what are you doing here!"

As soon as Natsumi stepped out of the dojo, she heard Shigeru's voice behind her.

Turning around, I saw Shigeru wearing a windbreaker, holding a sleeping Eevee in his arms.

"Taking a walk, what's up?"

Natsume shrugged.

"Where would someone be strolling around when they suddenly fly down from the sky?" Xiao Mao's lips twitched.

Furthermore, the Yuanzhu Dojo is not accepting challengers these past two days, and the gates are tightly closed. How did you manage to walk in?
Natsume didn't answer, but instead asked Shigeru:

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Natsume stared at Shigeru.

"I was taking a walk elsewhere, but I came here after hearing the alarm," Xiao Mao explained.

"walk?"

Natsume looked at Shigeru with suspicion.

Could it be that this kid, like me, has the refined taste of taking a walk at 2:30 in the morning?
Shigeru was someone Natsume watched grow up, so the possibility of that happening is almost zero.

Faced with Natsume's suspicious gaze, Shigeru finally gave in and stopped hiding his true feelings:

"Okay, I came out in the middle of the night just for this."

(End of this chapter)