Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 324

"Did master Songshan happen to see my demand information?"

Matsuyama smiled and nodded. He took out a constant stone from his arms and handed it to Luther: "I happen to have it. I used to wear it all the time. Later, I encountered some danger. In order to save me, he directly abandoned the constant stone evolution, so I don't need it."

"What do you want?" Luther hesitated without directly taking the invariable stone.

"Just trade your travel experience for it."

Luther was stunned. He didn't expect Matsuyama to put forward such an exchange condition. It was a free gift.

"It's useless to me, and I'm not short of money. I heard that kalunay said about you. I believe the constant stone is for you. You should be able to weigh the feelings of the elves and use it."

"Don't think travel experience can't afford this constant stone. You know why I accept squid and..."

Soli patted, the dream eroded, and the super power Miaomiao appeared in front of Luther.

The moment Miaomiao saw the super power Miaomiao, "wow", floated over and observed the super power Miaomiao curiously.

As a breeder, Ma Yi couldn't help walking over, touching soli, rubbing dream erosion, and flirting with Miao Miao together.

The four elves have one thing in common. They are all super powers, but Luther still couldn't find the right answer and looked at Songshan with puzzled eyes.

Matsuyama touched the squid king and said sadly, "Ma Yi said I was a famous music producer. In fact, that is the past tense."

Ma Yi Leng said excitedly, "no, your music is really great. You haven't lost to new people at all."

Songshan listened to the praise of hemp clothes and didn't smile. Instead, he looked at Luther: "as a trainer, do you think the elderly have more room for progress or the young have more room for progress?"

Luther seemed to have caught something and suddenly realized it.

Seeing Luther's expression, Matsuyama knew that Luther had understood his meaning.

"Inspiration, often, only those who are still growing can constantly emerge, and like me... It has dried up."

"The imagination has dried up, the thinking has been bound by rules and regulations, and there are no more wild ideas in the past. It is difficult to capture the points worth describing for things."

"For a creator, I have lost... Even died."

Luther looked at the four elves in Songshan with a bitter expression.

"Are you hypnotizing yourself in different ways?"

Matsuyama lost his smile: "you don't believe it. In dreams and hallucinations, I seem to go back to my youth. I can see countless inspirations, countless things worth writing and singing for. But back to reality, I can't do anything."

"I've been using this method for four years. Now I feel I'm working hard. Even my dreams are boring and boring. Hallucinations are constantly repeating. This method... Won't work soon."

"Moreover, what is created in this way is not so much a bold imagination as a carnival divorced from reality and without foundation."

"So I want to go back to the origin and find the feeling of traveling around and looking for materials. I talked to kalunay and he recommended you to me. In fact, I just want to meet you this time."

The old man's eyes were full of hope. Luther could see that he urgently wanted to find the blood and creative enthusiasm of that year from here, so that the exhausted inspiration could be moistened and revived by living water again.

There is no reason to refuse, whether it is invariable stone or the persistent idea of the old man.

Luther leaned against master Songshan and began to talk about his experience.

Coming out of the sanatorium, he took laruras and lulili's own to meet the dream demon, heluga, their meeting with helona, and their first acquaintance with kalunay.

In the warm sunshine of Baidai City, a group of studious trainee trainers are waiting for their speech.

The night in Luoyu town was full of flying feathers, big billed finches and Bi Diao.

When he took out the woven fan, Matsuyama took it with a trembling hand.

Luther didn't know what he was thinking, but looking at his lips, it was not difficult to understand that Songshan was shocked. He even hugged the chrysanthemum grass leaf playing next to him and said unknown words to the chrysanthemum grass leaf excitedly.

Those incomprehensible words seemed to be fragments. After that, Matsuyama sat back on the sofa and quickly wrote down the things he thought of in a small book with trembling hands, lest he should miss any fragment.

Luther always said that Matsuyama always remembered.

When Luther was thirsty, Matsuyama's book was full.

In addition to his unhappy experience with the mob, Luther almost recalled everything he encountered after he came to the world.

There are happiness, sadness, more moving, and expectations for tomorrow

Speaking of his acquaintance with shuttlecock cotton, shuttlecock cotton hummed, as if to say that if Luther didn't want to take him so much, he wouldn't leave.

The dream demon rubbed Luther with his head, hoping to stick it on it.

Heluga yawned and swept Luther's hand with his tail to express his sense of existence.

Chrysanthemum grass leaf suddenly recalled the delicious sweet cherry juice. She plans to have another one tonight.

Miaomiao remembered every night Luther held her to sleep.

As for xiaoxiannai, I don't know why. All she can remember is Luther's smiling face when he licked himself.

Because of confidentiality, Luther didn't mention dakley, but dakley himself recalled why he wanted to form a team with Luther, and even became Luther's spirit now.

After that, Luther and Ma Yi didn't disturb Songshan's meditation.

Matsuyama grabbed the full notebook with a ferocious expression. He seemed to be fighting with something.

The spirit of Songshan knew that it was an important moment for Songshan to gather the fragments in his mind into melodies. He didn't move.

If they could not block the sound of the music festival outside, they would probably go out and dismantle the things that make noise.

The sun outside the window gradually slanted westward, and the orange sunset shone into the house.

When a touch of orange was sprinkled on Matsuyama's face, Matsuyama stood up with the little book and laughed loudly.

Laughing, he actually cried with the book in his arms.

Luther and Ma Yi watched all this quietly.

After calming down, Matsuyama hugged Luther: "thank you. Although there are still some fragments that can't be assembled, this is what I want."

"Did someone tell you that your travel experience was really wonderful?" Matsuyama looked at the book in his hand and trembled excitedly.

Luther also knew that Matsuyama had definitely realized something. He didn't ask, thought about it and said.

"There is a contestant from Zhenxin Town, Xiaozhi, who has a wonderful travel experience. If the old man needs more, he can go to him."

Matsuyama quickly picked up his notes and looked at Luther gratefully: "I will find out one or two."

With that, Songshan saw the constant stone on the table and was stunned: "a constant stone is not enough to reward. Do you have anything else you want?"

Luther just wanted to say no. constant stone is enough.

The melody in my mind floated again.