togophonebook Chapter 554 Black Radish and the Spirit Horse
Chapter 554 Black Radish and the Spirit Horse
A whole day has passed.
The eerie light above the cemetery remained unchanged, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night.
The phosphorescent lights still flickered faintly all around, sometimes near, sometimes far, like a pair of curious eyes.
Li Luochen woke up twice during this time, and each time he would lift the tent flap and use the dim light from his phone to check the land where the seeds had been planted.
Apart from a thin layer of frost forming on the surface of the permafrost, nothing changed.
However, when he lifted the curtain again the next day, his gaze froze.
Black radishes have sprouted.
A jet-black radish sprouted from the soft soil, its leaves a deep purple with a dark sheen at the edges, and its roots were slender.
The growth rate was even more outrageous than Li Luochen had imagined.
He originally thought it would take at least three to five days, and was even prepared to wait a week.
Unexpectedly, after only one day, the black radish had already stood tall and graceful, as if it couldn't wait to break through the soil.
Katishia rubbed her eyes and crawled out of the tent. She glanced at the black radish, then at Li Luochen, and opened her mouth wide, wide awake: "This is way too fast!"
"It's really fast, no doubt about it."
Li Luochen squatted down, his fingertips gently brushing against a deep purple leaf. The touch of his fingertips was cool and solid, carrying a slight scent of damp earth.
He examined the root of the black radish, his gaze gradually shifting from initial surprise to satisfaction.
The environment of this cemetery is indeed unique, cold, dark, and filled with almost dense ghost energy, which is what allowed this black radish to grow.
A slight, unconscious smile crept onto his lips. More than anything, it was joy.
This cemetery wasn't guarded in vain.
"Wait a little longer, until they are more mature, then we can use them to attract the spirit horse."
Li Luochen stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, and spoke in a much lighter tone than before.
Katishia squatted down beside him, tilting her head to examine the row of black radishes, and suddenly muttered softly, "These things look so small... can they really be eaten?"
Li Luochen glanced at her: "It's not for you to eat."
And so another day passed.
The scent of black radish quietly permeated the cemetery; it was an extremely faint fragrance, almost imperceptible unless you sniffed carefully, yet it lingered in the cold, gloomy cemetery.
Li Luochen did not rush to pick them.
He led Katishia away to a distance, hiding behind a tombstone about half a person's height, peeking out with half his head, his eyes fixed on the patch of black radishes.
Just like when you crouched down on the snowstorm horse before, wait patiently for your prey to take the bait.
As long as the Spirit Horse roams nearby, it will eventually be attracted by the scent of the Black Radish.
Kathia crouched beside him, leaning slightly forward, her long golden hair carefully tucked behind her ears, afraid of making a sound that might disturb their target.
She turned her head to the side and mouthed silently: How long do I have to wait?
Li Luochen shook his head slightly, signaling her not to rush.
About half an hour passed.
Deep within the cemetery, the concentration of ghostly energy in the air quietly increased, as if something was approaching, drawing all the surrounding yin energy towards it.
Li Luochen's brow twitched slightly, and his wave-guiding power silently spread out, capturing a faint aura.
A horse-like Pokémon, entirely black in color, slowly emerged from the mist.
It has a deep purple mane and a light purple tail, and a translucent mist, like a soul, floats around its hind legs. Each step it takes is extremely light, as if its hooves have not touched the ground at all.
Its jet-black form blended almost seamlessly into the shadows of the graveyard. Had it not been for the abnormal fluctuations in the surrounding ghostly energy and Li Luochen's keen waveguide perception, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect its existence at all.
And this is the Spirit Horse!
It approached the patch of black radish silently, its deep purple mane swaying slightly in the windless graveyard, surrounded by a faint, dark halo.
Upon seeing the appearance of the Spirit Horse, Li Luochen gestured for Katishia to be quiet.
The Spirit Horse is different from the Snowstorm Horse.
Its vision is weak and its field of vision is blurry, like looking at the world through a thick fog.
However, the weakness in vision is compensated by the extreme sharpness of the other five senses.
Their senses of hearing, smell, and even touch have been enhanced to an almost unbelievable degree. Unpleasant odors in the air, the slightest tremor under their feet, or even the faint sound of clothes rubbing together can reveal their location.
It is through these senses that it moves freely in the darkness and fog, accurately controlling the surrounding terrain and the location of every living thing.
Kathia understood, nodded slightly, and hid herself even deeper behind the tombstone, gathering her golden hair in her hands to prevent a single strand from shaking.
Then she saw Li Luochen tiptoe out.
Lingyouma lowered its head and approached the black radish buried in the soil.
The deep purple leaves trembled slightly under its breath, and the fragrance emanating from its roots grew stronger.
It opened its mouth, about to take a bite.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and firmly grasped the mane on the back of its neck.
The hand was huge and heavy, with three fingers as steady and powerful as a mountain, and an irresistible force emanated from the palm.
The Spirit Horse stiffened, its black limbs kicking futilely in the air, only to find itself lifted off the ground.
It was Regigigas who made the move.
It was Li Bufan who sent it out.
As a Pokémon with the "slow start" ability, Regigigas moves extremely slowly, and its actions require time to gradually accelerate.
But this also means that every step it takes is so steady that there is almost no vibration, and every movement is so slow that it is almost silent.
It is never impatient, nor does it need to be impatient.
Lingyouma was held in mid-air by it, and could only twist its body desperately. The soul mist attached to its hind legs surged violently, but it could not break free from the giant hand's grip.
It never imagined that its proud and keen senses would fail to detect the approach of such a behemoth!
Li Luochen stood up unhurriedly, put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely to the Spirit Nether Horse.
Li Luochen tilted his head slightly, looking at the black steed being held aloft, and said with a hint of mockery, "Spirit Nether Horse, this is my black radish, and you actually want to eat it?"
The Spirit Horse turned its head, the mist around its hind legs churning restlessly, and its dark purple eyes stared at him, filled with grievance and defiance.
What's wrong with me, a dignified spirit horse, eating a radish from you?
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