Pokémon: The Zen Trainer

Several commune members looked in the mirror and asked in a serious tone.

"Mirror, oh mirror."

"Mirror, oh mirror."

"I have a question."

Then they looked at themselves in the mirror with some nervousness.

"There doesn't seem to be any reaction."

"I knew it, it was a lie."

"Haha, that scared me to death just now."

Suddenly, the candle flame in the mirror turned blue.

A face appeared behind the four people in the mirror.

"What do you want to ask?"

Chapter 157 Rosemary Coffin

A face appeared behind the four people in the mirror.

"What do you want to ask?"

The face in the mirror had no eyes, only two dark holes, and its expression was sinister.

The four of them instinctively turned around.

In reality, there was nothing behind the four people.

Teramoto Misuzu and the others looked at the situation before them, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Are there really ghosts?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!! It's just a Ghost-type Pokémon!!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone!!"

As she spoke, Teramoto Misuzu took a spray bottle out of her pocket.

At that moment, the face in the mirror smiled.

Dark blood flowed from his face in the mirror.

"What do you want to ask?!"

"what!!!"

One of the company members behind Teramoto Misuzu finally couldn't bear the fear and ran away.

His escape triggered a chain reaction, and everyone started running.

Teramoto Misuzu turned around, threw down the mirror, and tried to catch up with the others.

She had just gotten up when she felt a hand grab her leg.

Where are you going?

Teramoto Misuzu turned around and saw a dark hand reach out from the mirror and firmly grab her leg.

"what!!!"

Teramoto Misuzu finally couldn't hold back and let out a scream.

.....

Bian Xiang had just entered the school.

A scream came from upstairs.

He looked up at the ceiling and then ran straight upstairs.

Are there still people here at this hour?

.....

A dark hand emerged from the mirror and grabbed Teramoto Misuzu's leg tightly.

"No, no! Help me, I'll never come again."

Teramoto Misuzu looked at the hand that was gripping her tightly, a hint of despair flashing in her eyes.

I used the spray in my hand a long time ago, but it did nothing to help this hand.

Is this really not an elf, but a real ghost?

Am I going to die here today?

Thinking about this made Teramoto Misuzu feel a chill run down her spine.

Another hand reached out from the mirror and covered Teramoto Misuzu's mouth.

Teramoto Misuzu felt a wave of suffocation, and her vision began to blur.

"Anyone, please save me."

This was Teramoto Misuzu's last struggle.

Suddenly, both hands stopped moving.

Teramoto Misuzu was released.

Cough, cough, cough! Teramoto Misuzu coughed violently.

"We're saved??"

Teramoto Misuzu looked up at the mirror floating in the air.

The mirror floated in the air and four hands stretched out from it.

The face in the mirror looked nervously at the other side of the stairs.

What's on the other side of the stairs?

Teramoto Misuzu looked towards the end of the passage.

"Da da da."

In the quiet corridor, the sound of footsteps going upstairs was particularly noticeable.

Someone's here?

A hint of surprise flashed in Teramoto Misuzu's eyes.

But the ominous aura emanating from the end of the passage plunged her into despair once more.

There's another ghost??

Is there something even more powerful at the end of the corridor?

As the footsteps grew louder, the ominous atmosphere became more and more pronounced.

Teramoto Misuzu could clearly feel that the surrounding air was becoming thicker.

That ominous aura almost turned into liquid.

It drifted around Teramoto Misuzu.

The four hands that floated out of the mirror kept moving up and down.

The face in the mirror was filled with panic, as was the face of a Ghost-type Pokémon.

Its senses became even stronger; at the end of the corridor, there was a being far more powerful than itself.

A figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The moment the figure appeared, the mirror launched its attack.

Black energy billowed from the mirror, and a black ghostly figure rushed towards the figure in the distance.

A shadowy figure in the night.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a hand emerged from behind the figure and grabbed the skill released by the mirror with one hand.

Then, with a sudden burst of force, he crushed the Shadow of Night.

A deafening roar followed by a shockwave.

Teramoto Misuzu involuntarily narrowed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she finally saw what the person looked like.

A black-haired boy looked at them with a detached gaze.

A giant Gastly floated behind him.

The two figures, one human and one elf, appeared exceptionally handsome under the moonlight.

Bian frowned as he looked at the girl in the mirror.