Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Ordinary passers-by were already scared away, two middle-aged couples ecstatically stopped in front of Heiwuchang, and fell to their knees with a plop.

Although the islanders don't pay as much attention to kneeling as the Huaguo people do, this five-body throwing action is very elegant in Huaguo film and television dramas, and you can tell that you have practiced it many times.

"Please... can you resurrect a person?"

The middle-aged man had earnest eyes, and he could see the flowing water under the brown-black eyes.

The same was true for the woman next to him, both of them stood in front of Heiwuchang with the same brazen fear of death.

And the moment the request was made in the mouth, there was an uproar in the surroundings.

Even if Impermanence is a righteous god who won't attack ordinary people in the official propaganda, but they are not afraid of angering the other party when they make such a request?

Needle drop can be heard.

Someone quietly took pictures with a mobile phone, and the red and green light of a police car came from the end of the street. Perhaps the government responded, and the team of personnel sent finally arrived.

Hei Wuchang raised his hand and rested his chin with his sleeve, as if he was thinking about something.

However, he didn't use spells to kill the other party on the spot, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. Some of the righteous Chaofan were indeed human partners.

Seven or eight seconds later, Hei Wuchang nodded lightly: "Yes."

"Then, can you help us resurrect our son?" The middle-aged man's wrinkled face instantly burst into a smile, "No, it's not resurrection, it's just a confirmation of life and death..."

He knew that his request was very menglang and excessive, so he continued without stopping: "Any price is fine, as long as it can be confirmed, I can pay any price!"

Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows, and Mizuno raised his curiosity a little, not resurrection, but confirmation of life and death, and there is a big difference in this.

"Oh? It's interesting." Hei Wuchang waved his arm, and the flat brick floor suddenly bulged, and an earthen chair stood under him, and Hei Wuchang was sitting like a majestic cabinet bureaucrat.

"I can resurrect a person, but what price can you pay for it?"

"us……"

Looking at the two of them, Hei Wuchang leaned forward and looked down condescendingly: "For example, let you die?"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man suddenly took out a dagger from his pocket and pressed it against his chest, "As long as I can confirm Junping's condition, it doesn't matter if I die here!"

He wasn't pretending, the blade at the tip of the dagger had penetrated into the flesh and blood flowed out.

Others can't hope to live a few more years, but this middle-aged man wants to commit suicide in front of impermanence.

Heiwuchang narrowed his eyes and waved his fingers lightly: "Tell me about you first, and I'll think about it before you commit suicide before it's too late."

Wuchang in black didn't reject the middle-aged man's plea on the spot, and the eyes of the couple lit up. Since they are thinking about it, it means they can do it!

"I..." The middle-aged woman opened her mouth at a loss, not knowing what to say.

"Let me say it." The husband covered his heart and nodded forcefully, "Junping is our son, lost..."

Seeing that these two people are at least fifty years old, the son is lost?

"That happened more than twenty years ago, in 1994..." The middle-aged man's eyes became blurred, as if he was lost in thought.

In 1994, the couple were only in their twenties and thirties at the time. Hei Wuchang sat on the stone chair unmoved, full of mystery and majesty.

"Eiko and I set up a factory in Kobe. During our annual leave, we took four-year-old Junhei back to his hometown in Shikoku. There are only a few dozen families on a hill." He clenched tightly, "The sky was gloomy that day, it seemed that it was going to rain, and I could see the clouds and rain accumulating from a distance."

"Junping just went to hang a sunny doll behind the courtyard in the afternoon, and it disappeared when we came to our senses." Even though more than twenty years have passed, the middle-aged man's lips were still trembling when he said this.

"We searched all over the small village, all over the back mountains, called the police, published newspapers, and posted missing person notices, but we couldn't find Junping in such a small area."

The case of missing children, even in today's island country, is an occasional occurrence, but the case of missing children in a small village does seem very strange in all aspects.

"Then what?"

"Later...someone called the phone number we left in the newspaper. It was a man in his twenties, speaking the dialect of our island." The breathing of the couple became heavy, especially the middle-aged Woman, "That's Hui Yizi's call."

"He said: Does your son have a scar on his shoulder blade, and his name is written on the red crayon in the pencil case?"

The middle-aged woman was already crying: "Juntai must be in his hands."

"We begged him to hand over Junta, no matter what the price is, even if the company under our name is transferred to him, it doesn't matter, but everything is useless, he hung up the phone."

"He called from a public phone, and the police can't determine the identity of the other party. The public phone will not leave traces."

"But Hui Yizi and I both heard each other's voice, and this is the only clue."

"I'll never forget that voice..."

"So..." The middle-aged man took out a book and several notebooks from his backpack.

The corners and corners of the cover are chipped and damaged. It can be seen that it has been turned over countless times, and it is very old.

And judging from the clothes on their bodies, the factory of the husband and wife may have closed down long ago.

"So while we were looking for Junping, we made calls according to the yellow pages. This is from our hometown city, and these are from the entire Shikoku Island."

"We dialed one after another according to the family yellow pages, only hoping to call the other party's home and find out that guy with our voices!"

"For more than 20 years, the entire Shikoku Island has been beaten by us over and over again. I can't remember, I can't remember... But it was useless at all. We didn't find that guy."

The Yellow Pages phone book is a product of the landline era, but it has become more and more declining since the beginning of the new century, but in island countries and Amelika, you can occasionally see the Yellow Pages phone book at home.

The phone books issued by these telephone companies will be marked with the landline owner's name and landline number, because the installed number of landlines is very fixed, one for each household, which is convenient and fast before there are no smart phones.

A disturbing leak of information that may seem disturbing today, but no one was surprised at the time, in fact, even in the second decade of the new century, the family yellow pages phone directory and related regulations still have...

"So after knowing that you and the judge appeared in Tokyo, we rushed to Tokyo immediately. Tonight is also a coincidence, so the two of us want to ask Mr. Wuchang..."

"Let me catch him?" Mizuno sighed in his heart, he didn't have the ability to find people like this.

"No..." The middle-aged man's lips trembled, "I just want you to confirm whether Junping is still alive."

"If he dies, can he be resurrected..." He retreated, "It doesn't matter if I die!"

"We only need this little wish."

All of this was recorded in the mobile phone by the brave man, and the light of the police car in the distance is getting closer and closer.

Heiwuchang fell into deep thought again, tapping the five fingers of his right hand on the stone chair regularly, maintaining the same rotation speed as his thinking.

Mizuno is not suitable for people with a hard heart, but this method is indeed beyond his ability. There is no spell of searching for a thousand miles in Hokage, and the only one that can be counted is the technique of spiritualization. No matter how many clones, it is like There is only one real parent company for a behemoth that has differentiated into countless subordinate companies.

He wouldn't risk doing something that could expose him.

With Heiwuchang's noble status, it is not too much to refuse the request of two mortals. Is it too much for the superior to refuse the request of the inferior?

"Huh?" Hei Wuchang frowned, and the shoulders of the husband and wife trembled nervously. Is Master Hei Wuchang going to respond?

Mizuno thought of a way, but there was little hope of success, and he had never tried this ninjutsu himself.

There are many ways to resurrect the dead in Hokage, but the most well-known one is the reincarnation of the dead. As a powerful ninjutsu that can resurrect the dead, it involves resurrecting the dead and sacrificing the dead. category of surgery.

However, the requirements for the reincarnation of the dirty soil are also extremely high. To resurrect a person, one person must be sacrificed, and according to the strength of the resurrected person, it is also determined by the strength of the sacrifice itself. The two generations of Hokage are also surprisingly weak.

Mizuno’s psychic art has already reached level three, but Dirt Reincarnation is an S-level ninjutsu, although the reason for being included in the S-level is because of sacrificing the living and blaspheming the dead, and the later stage of the plot ran rampant and became a bad street. , In order to forcibly make up for the plot, a lot of patches have been added to the reincarnation of the dirty soil, which can be used as the crystallization of spiritism, and the difficulty of the reincarnation of the dirty soil is still not low.

As for self-reincarnation, Mizuno didn't have such a high consciousness to sacrifice himself, and reincarnation didn't have that condition.

"There is a way, to summon the dead from the underworld." Hei Wuchang said something that pleased the couple, "But do you want to understand it?"

"If he is in the underworld, it's okay. If he is not in the underworld and is still alive in the world, your death will have no effect."

"To summon the dead from the underworld, one must sacrifice the life of a living person, no matter what the result is, this process is irreversible."

"It's the road to hell where there is death but not life."

"And there must be part of the other party's body, even hair."

The temperature in Tokyo tonight is not low, and there is even some sweltering heat unique to this season, but Hei Wuchang's words have the effect of gusts of wind, which makes everyone shrink their necks.

The officials of the underworld are too domineering, this is a business that cannot be bargained.

But whoever made this a monopoly exclusive business, no one can compete with it, even the anti-monopoly law can't control them.

His eyes had a dark light like a vortex in the deep sea. The police car in the distance had already driven ten meters away, and government officials got out of the car one after another.

But no one left at the scene, everyone was paying attention, the story is very touching, if the ups and downs of more than 20 years appear on the silver screen, it will make a lot of tears, but at this moment they cannot arouse their sympathy, they want to What I saw was the scene of the dead resurrecting, this is a unique skill.

Compared with unique skills, other people's joys and sorrows are nothing.

"Yes, I agree!" The middle-aged man nodded earnestly, his trembling lips also stopped under the determination, and his eyes were full of death.

He took the child's clothes and fur hair umbilical cord with him, and kept it for decades, which is one of the few thoughts.

Someone in the crowd clapped their hands. After realizing that something was wrong, the person immediately stopped his hands weakly, shrank his neck and retreated into the crowd.

"Hui Yizi." The middle-aged man looked at his wife who had been with him for decades.

The two knelt and looked at each other, their eyes were calm, and there was no fear of death in each other.

"If Junping comes back to life, you must take good care of him, and say sorry to him on my behalf. I didn't have it back then."

"If Junping is not resurrected and I die, you don't have to be sad. This proves that Junping is still alive in this world no matter what, and it is worthy of joy."

The middle-aged wife nodded silently, and she didn't speak out to dissuade her, let alone scrambling to die. The two of them seemed to have discussed this issue many times, and everything went smoothly.

It's just a simple and flat conversation, like explaining what to eat when I wake up tomorrow morning, and whether I need to buy some new vegetables after get off work.

For decades, children have become their obsession. For this obsession, even life is no longer important.

"That's all, we've discussed other things as well."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Hei Wuchang. He was wearing a wrinkled white suit, but he couldn't see any anxiety.

"Master Wuchang, please take my life away."

He closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

"Okay." Mizuno nodded, voluntarily dedicating himself as a sacrifice for the reincarnation of the dirty soil, such a thing is quite rare.

Watching Heiwuchang raise his hand, the people around him backed away in fright. It's good to watch the scene of the resurrection of the dead, but don't put yourself in it. Be seriously ill.

"Let me see your soul."

Silently saying sorry in his heart, Mizuno started the unstable reincarnation of dirt, and his dedicated father didn't even know that this was a ninjutsu that Mizuno himself was not sure about.

Not to mention whether the reincarnation of the soil can be successfully performed, the reason why the reincarnation of the soil can be performed is that there is an "after death world", no matter how long the ninja has been dead, they can be resurrected by ninjutsu. It seems that the concept of reincarnation does not exist in the Naruto world.

And the same is true for the earth?

Or is there a soul on earth?

Not only for modern science, even for Mizuno, this is a world that has never been touched.

If the existence of the soul of the deceased can be confirmed, Mizuno doesn't know how to face the "after death world" of the earth.

"your name."

"Ishizaki Seiichiro."

Seiichiro Ishizaki holds the child's hair in both hands.

"Sacrifice the soul of Seiichiro Ishizaki, and the dead return!"

The black and impermanent clothes lifted up without any wind, and the outstretched palms bloomed with light.

"Boom!!"

A burst of smoke and dust suddenly appeared, and there was a strange rumble on the ground. It seemed that a monster was turning over under the 'Nine Springs'.

"Whoa whoa!"

The officials on the police car hurriedly got off and stopped in front of Hei Wuchang in a daze.

A conspicuous thing rises from the ground!