In order to prepare a gift for Mr. Lu.
Cyan Green thought for a long time and decided to go to an old house in Tokiwa City.
Although she hated Dr. Ohki, Granny Chrysanthemum still lived in Tokiwa City, which was not far from Really New Village.
Moreover, Chrysanthemum and Cyan Green had a good personal relationship.
When Cyan Green went out, she was the acting owner of Tokiwa City.
Cyan Green's feelings toward Granny Chrysanthemum were quite complicated.
On one hand, she was one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Guandu Alliance. Her strength was beyond reproach.
On the other hand, she was an old friend of Grandpa.
Although they had parted ways now.
But selfishly, Qinglu still hoped that the two of them could meet.
Even if they broke off all ties, it was better than being like fire and water now.
Strangely enough, the almost perfect Damu Snow City was a little nervous when talking about Chrysanthemum …
Cyan Green fell into deep thought and slowly walked to the door.
The old house exuded a gloomy aura.
Before he reached out his hand, the door opened with a creak.
Thick fog surrounded the house, and it was pitch black.
"Hu Di, the Eye of Miracles," Cyan Green said.
The surroundings suddenly became clear. A gloomy woman sat at the table, leaning on a cane. She used her trembling hands to make Cyan Green tea.
"Sit down," Chrysanthemum said coldly.
"Grandpa also likes this kind of tea," Cyan Green said.
Crack!
Chrysanthemum threw the teapot in her hand on the ground and didn't even look at it.
"Geng Gui, don't buy this kind of tea next time."
Geng Gui emerged from the shadows and poked his fingers in frustration.
"Then, why are you here?" Chrysanthemum asked.
"I owe him a favor. He also subdued a Geng Gui," Cyan Green said. "So, I want to ask you for advice on Geng Gui."
"You're really thick-skinned." Chrysanthemum sneered. "You're very similar to your grandfather."
Cyan Green shrugged indifferently. "I learned this from Chi Hong."
"Chi Hong …"
Chrysanthemum sat on a stool, leaned on her walking stick, and sneered:
"Like Chi Hong, that old man used to be a powerful man … But now, I can't even see his shadow!"
Chrysanthemum angrily poked her walking stick and coughed.
Cyan Green sat down and looked like he was all ears.
Chrysanthemum glanced around. Perhaps it was because she had lived alone for a long time, so she said,
"If he wasn't a researcher, the only champion of Guandu would be that old man …"
"But his research has benefited a lot of people," Cyan Green said.
"Research? Ha, how can that kind of thing compare to a battle between elves! "
Chrysanthemum glared angrily at Cyan Green. "Do you know what he promised me?"
"He'll keep walking in front of me so that I won't be able to catch up to him."
"Ha, research! It's true that I can't catch up to him because he's no longer a trainer! "
Cyan Green was silent.
"It's useless to say this now."
Chrysanthemum laughed strangely. "But I see some of the old man's shadow in you and Chi Hong."
"I hope you two won't become like Old Man Da Mu when you're old!"
Chrysanthemum tapped her walking stick and said with a cold face, "Geng Gui, see the guest out!"
It seemed to be impossible for him to obtain another secret manual for Lu laoshi.
However, Cyan Green pondered for a moment and said calmly, "I can send a letter to Grandpa for you."
Chrysanthemum's stooped figure trembled slightly.
"Whether it's your anger, your resentment, or your curses," Cyan Green said.
"I'll pass them on to Grandpa for you … If you can't think of a word to scold him, I can think of one with you."
Chrysanthemum raised her head and looked at Cyan Green with her turbid eyes.
I also want to scold him on behalf of Grandma. Cyan Green thought and continued:
"I'm sure he won't be in a good mood after being scolded like that."
Cyan Green said, "Isn't it what you want to do the most to make him feel bad?"
The room suddenly became silent.
Chrysanthemum opened her mouth. There was resentment and resentment in her eyes, and even … a trace of expectation.
"You win, boy."
After a while, Chrysanthemum said, "You're as bad as your grandpa."
"It's my honor."
Cyan Green smiled. "No matter how long the letter is, I'll bring it to Grandpa for you. There's no hurry. You can write it slowly."
Cyan Green walked out of the door and waved his hand.
"I won't peek. Don't worry. There's no need for Geng Gui to hide in the shadow and stare at me."
With a creak, the door closed again.
The room was in chaos.
Grandma Chrysanthemum, who had never been married, was a stooped old woman with a walking stick.
After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly lit a dim oil lamp.
Holding the quill, thousands of resentful words surged in her mind. Chrysanthemum clutched the quill tightly.
Finally, Chrysanthemum put the quill down and said,
"Long time no see. How have you been …"
After a long time, even the last leaf on the tree outside the window had fallen.
Chrysanthemum stopped writing and said,
"It's already autumn. Greetings."
…
Cyan Green flipped through the training experience provided by Chrysanthemum.
This was Chrysanthemum's painstaking effort over the years, especially during Geng Gui's training and combat.
The key point was to release the shadow ball at the same time as the shadow clone.
Ordinary shadow doppelgangers could only be used to confuse the enemy.
However, according to Chrysanthemum's method, one could achieve the 'original body'.
In addition, Chrysanthemum also provided the training method of 'Dream Eater', which was Chrysanthemum's trump card.
To any ghost element trainer, this was a treasure that was worth fighting over.
Although the expenses would increase exponentially …
Compared to the improvement of one's strength, this was nothing.
"With Grandma Chrysanthemum's experience."
Cyan Green nodded.
"Mr. Lu should be satisfied!"
Carrying Chrysanthemum's letter, Cyan Green returned to Dr. Ohki's research institute.
A white-haired old man was shouting loudly in the backyard.
"Wow! Cyan Green, you're back at the right time. Xiaozhi's smelly mud is too heavy! "
Cyan Green had a strange expression on his face.
After rescuing Dr. Ohki, who was crushed under the smelly mud, Cyan Green coughed softly and said, "Take a shower first.
"Go take a shower first … I have something to tell you later."
Ten minutes later.
Professor Dami hummed a little tune and changed into his usual white robe. He said in surprise,
"Hey, isn't this Cyan Green!"
Don't pretend that nothing happened just now!
Cyan Green facepalmed and said, "Cough … stop joking. I have a letter from Grandma Chrysanthemum for you."
Damu Xuecheng was stunned. "A letter … from Chrysanthemum?"
Cyan Green threw the letter on the table, slammed the table with both hands, leaned forward, and warned, "Normal friends can be normal.
If you have other plans, I'll go to Grandma's grave and curse you! "
"What do you mean?" Dr. Ohki was confused.
"Forget it … take your time. I won't disturb you."
Cyan Green waved his hand, pushed the door open, and left.
"Chrysanthemum also knows how to write letters …"
Dr. Ohki muttered and opened the long letter.
After a long time.
The dusk outside fell into the house, and the sound of birds returning home rang out.
Dr. Ohki rested his chin on one hand and held the cigarette that he had quit for many years in his mouth.
He put down the letter and sighed deeply.
The white-haired old man took out an old yellowed photo from the book on his right hand.
He looked at the young boy and girl in the old photo and fell into deep thought.
…
"Grandma Chrysanthemum's training method?!"
Mr. Lu's expression changed slightly.
She was strong …
But how much would it cost?!
"You're welcome."
Cyan Green smiled slightly. "As long as you follow Grandma Chrysanthemum's experience and progress step by step, it will be fine."
Mr. Lu's expression was complicated.
Speaking of which, Geng Gui's current configuration was Orange's poison, Sirona's shadow ball, and Na Zi's spiritual force …
If he added Chrysanthemum's training method …
Mr. Lu looked up at the sky.
His eyes were a little wet.
"Geng Gui, you're too strong!"
"Koujie?! Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ "
Geng Gui, who was lying on the sofa eating potato chips, was so scared that he threw away the bag of potato chips in his hand.
His master was obviously being sarcastic …
It seemed that he couldn't be careless at all. He had to seize every moment to train …
Geng Gui clenched his small fists. There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.
Geng Gui, you have to continue working hard!
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