Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The dust was lingering, and the long dragon-like debris gathered and rolled up and covered Ishizaki Seiichiro's body.

The mud went from kneeling knees to thighs, then to the waist, neck, and finally completely engulfed the head. Everything happened within a few seconds.

"Crackling."

I don't know if it's the crushing of rocks and soil, or the crushing of bones and muscles. The sound of creaking and creaking in the mud package makes people feel sore. How much pain are the people inside?

But Seiichiro Ishizaki did not make a sound during this process. The whole figure was like a mummy made after the death of an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, wrapped tightly and buried forever.

[Reincarnation of the dirt! 】

A glowing circle suddenly appeared around the clay mummy. The circle was not large, but it still created an extreme sense of panic, followed by a dazzling light rising inside the circle, like a military high-power searchlight.

The ground was trembling, and the officials who arrived had dry lips and itchy throats, and they retreated weakly.

"What is he going to do?"

"No, don't worry, black impermanence is not harmful to the world."

"But this is Hezhiqiao, the economic center!"

"What, what? Resurrection of the dead?"

Mizuno narrowed his eyes, from the Adachi area to the central area, an invisible chakra passage descended from the sky.

Although the avatar of Heiwuchang looks normal, but if the main body has not been instilling chakra, it would have been disintegrated in situ due to terrifying consumption. But the consumption of chakra is no small matter.

"Seichiro!"

Looking at her husband covered in mud, Mrs. Ishizaki finally couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly.

Is it really worth it?

"Huh?" Hei Wuchang raised his head, and the people around him followed Wuchang's gaze to look at the sky.

There are no stars in the sky of Tokyo, and due to the existence of the airspace of the Yokota base air traffic control, there are very few planes flying in the dark night sky.

It sounds unbelievable, but without the permission of the US military stationed on the island, aircraft from island countries are not allowed to pass over Tokyo. Although the regulations have been relaxed for decades, civil aviation airliners are still seriously affected.

The Shizukuishi Air Disaster in 1971 was due to the existence of the Yokota airspace. Island civil aviation airliners had to navigate in narrow flyable airspaces. Because these flyable airspaces overlapped with the training airspace of military bases, fighter jets often passed passenger planes. In the end, these A mistake in probability led to an air crash...

What is Heiwuchang looking at?

He broke his own neck, but everyone still didn't see anything special in the dark night.

[Soul? It's the same as Shilong Dadou. 】

Mizuno saw a blue-purple light cluster flying from the sky, extremely fast and with a clear target.

This is what the soul looks like. It seems that not only the subordinates who signed the contract with him can appear souls by chance, but even ordinary people still have souls, but I can't see the soul intuitively.

The same seems to be the case in Naruto World. The art of spiritual transformation and the ghoul seal are only vaguely mentioned about the soul, and there is no ninja fighting with ghosts.

So where do these souls live? In what form does it exist? This is something that is not explained in the original Naruto.

The soul flying at high speed accurately landed in the circle, and the already exuberant light instantly became brighter.

Now even ordinary people know what happened, the soul returns!

Heiwuchang looked up at the soul, and there really is such a thing as a soul in the world.

"Eh."

Mizuno sighed softly, the worst thing happened to the couple.

"rumble!"

The flat ground shook violently, and a coffin suddenly rose up, including the mummy of Seiichiro Ishizaki.

This is a funeral without sorrow or joy, and none of the people who came to the funeral had any sense of sadness.

"What's this?"

"Coffin, can't you see it?"

"Of course it can be seen..." The official swallowed his saliva and looked at the coffin which was not very tall, "The deceased Su Sheng...did he succeed?"

The small coffin, more than one meter high, stood on the ground, and the dust was suppressed and flew out the moment the coffin came out. The people around immediately covered their mouths and noses, not daring to breathe the dust from the ground.

This may be something brought from the 'Nine Springs', who knows if a terrible mutation will happen if it is inhaled by a mortal.

"Seiichiro." Mrs. Ishizaki threw herself two steps forward, tears streaming from her eyes, and she prostrated herself in front of the coffin with trembling shoulders.

Her husband died, and her son also suffered misfortune more than 20 years ago.

"Pfft!"

The coffin panel was gently opened, and white gas spewed out like boiling water vapor, and the psychedelic space of Tokyo in the modern city felt like a steam wave.

A small figure stood in the coffin, he stared blankly at the world with wide eyes, and slowly stepped out.

He was wearing clothes that had been scratched by sharp knives, but there were no scars on his skin, but the skin color of the resurrected person was abnormal, without the slightest luster of a living person, only a faint gray-black, like dust.

The most conspicuous thing is the pair of eyes, the white part of the eyes is completely black, only the pupils are like normal people.

Evil, the moment one sees these eyes, one will feel evil.

"mom, Mom, Mom?"

The little boy blinked his eyes, looked at the woman kneeling in front of him and tilted his head to think for half a minute.

More than twenty years can change many things, such as life and death, such as aging, such as appearance, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the economic situation of the island country.

The little boy finally hesitantly called out the word "Mom". The moment he heard the voice, Mrs. Ishizaki burst into tears uncontrollably.

"Junping, Junping!"

Mrs. Ishizaki stretched her arms forward and pulled Toshihira into her arms.

She didn't know what kind of mood she should use now, whether it was the pain of losing her husband or the joy of getting her husband back.

Mrs. Ishizaki smelled the breath of her son, and her nerves fell into hallucinations for a moment.

Why does the son smell like a husband? It was as if the bones of her husband were hidden under Junping's young body, and the two overlapped each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She grabbed Junping's hair and kept saying sorry.

"Mom." Junping looked at the people around him in fear, not knowing what happened, "Mom."

The eyes of these people are terrifying, as if they are looking at some monster, and why are they staring at themselves.

He was just a four-year-old child, who was slightly surprised and then cried out in fear.

Although the reincarnation of the dirty soil is almost immortal, it will still be injured and bleed and cry.

"This this……"

The resurrection spell was successful!

Hei Wuchang really summoned the dead!

What a mighty power this is!

The hands and feet of the senior officials of the Supernatural Hall were cold, but their hearts were hot.

The Minister of Finance next to him was burning hot all over his body. He heard that Hei Wuchang appeared. He, the deputy prime minister and minister of finance, came directly in person, which can be regarded as a personal risk, but this is a personal risk. Risk also has a clear purpose.

"Quick, go up and talk to Master Heiwuchang, don't let him go!"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer patted the policeman on the shoulder, his fists thrust into his chest, his eyes gleaming.

"Master Heiwuchang..."

Heiwuchang ignored the police from the Supernatural Department, looked at Mrs. Ishizaki and said, "This is only a temporary resurrection. I have no right to revive a dead person permanently. He will return to the underworld seven days after his return."

"The way of heaven is permanent, and resurrecting it is already against the way of heaven."

"If you want to complete the real resurrection, you can only get the approval of Lord Taishan."

While holding the back of her son's head, Mrs. Ishizaki couldn't stop kowtowing to Hei Wuchang.

"Everything must be paid for. Ishizaki Seiichiro's soul will suffer in hell, and will not be able to re-enter reincarnation until the sin of blasphemy against the soul of the dead is washed away."

Then he took a deep look at the people around him, black and white impermanence suddenly disappeared into the night.

"Did he glance at me before he left?" The Minister of Finance frowned and asked the secretary-general next to him uncertainly.

I don't know if it is my own illusion, but there seems to be some deep meaning hidden in the eyes of Heiwuchang?

………………………

Junping's resurrection is lucky for the individual family, but it is a difficult situation for the country.

Mrs. Ishizaki hadn't said a few words to her son to make up for decades of missing family ties, and the government swiftly took the two away. The person who slipped away last night was also on the trail of the government. A little bit of clues leaked out.

Even the floor tiles of this street have been peeled off, so much so that groundwater has to be dug to find the real 'Under the Underworld'.

The concept of Huangquan originated in the Shang Dynasty of China at the latest. The tombs of the nobles in the Shang Dynasty were buried extremely deep, and the waist pit must be below the depth of the well water dug in the surrounding area, that is, as deep as the groundwater. A martyred dog is sometimes buried with a martyred person in the pit of a martyred dog—in the eyes of nobles, a good dog is much more important than a slave.

Although there are no relevant burial requirements in later generations, the need to hide under groundwater for burial has evolved into the concept of Huangquan in the long history, and it has been widely spread in East Asia. The custom of martyrdom dogs as messengers leading the souls of the dead into the underworld has also become the custom of "soul attracting chickens" and "death chickens" during funerals in rural areas.

It's a pity that a deep pit has been dug down the road, and the government still hasn't found any traces of the underworld, but this is also within their expectations. If the extraordinary residence can be found so easily, then the human world will probably not embark on the road of science and technology up.

"This road is forbidden."

The financial practitioners came to work as usual the next day, but all vehicles were stopped outside the blockade, and they couldn't pass even on foot. The same police who didn't know what they were doing were doing their duties seriously.

They are all the middle class of the island country, and they cherish everything in front of them the most. Looking at the heavily guarded police cars and a series of signs of blockade, they just bowed their heads and walked around quickly without asking any questions.

The embassies of various countries gathered in the port area did not know what happened in the central area next door, but their intuition told these outstanding diplomats that an important extraordinary event had occurred in Tokyo, otherwise the "numb" island government would not be so panicked!

At this time, the Yokosuka base had already turned upside down, and countless relevant experts were woken up from their sleep. After hearing about the subject to be studied, the impatience on their faces was replaced by great joy.

"Amazing, how is this possible." The dark-haired Italian expert Amelika stared at her eyes, "How could someone come back from the dead? Is this the Holy Lord?"

"Don't blaspheme the Holy Lord, this child is not resurrected from the dead."

"Living in the world in a special state, without a heart, but with blood flow; no need to eat; the quality is weird; sleep is not necessary for him, but like snacks, he still needs it."

"This is too weird, is it a vampire? A rational zombie?"

"Incomplete resurrection is completely different from what we think. If this is resurrection, it is quite different from ordinary people."

"No, this kind of resurrection is the perfect resurrection, throwing away the human's eating and sleeping functions, a perfect human being."

"The test results of the skin tissue are out!"

"How about it?"

"It's...very weird." Akio Kocheng pushed the glasses frame, "There is no stratum corneum, transparent layer, granular layer...it's mud, Ishizaki Shunhei's skin is mud, can you believe it?"

Many experts looked at each other in blank dismay. Some looked at the test report in disbelief, but some seemed numb. Using science to explain metaphysics? There is such a naive saying in what age, maybe when you wake up one morning, you will find that the earth is flat.

"It's some kind of mysterious energy that we don't know, maintaining the resurrected Junping, like a puppet on a string, but we can't observe the existence of this energy yet."

The idea of ​​several experts is right, the special energy is chakra, but even Mizuno is unable to analyze and dissect the mechanism of chakra.

"Mom, I'm so scared." Junping held his mother's hand. He was only a four-year-old child who died without knowing the world. When he woke up, even his mother changed, and now he was separated by a group of people through the glass. surrounded.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Mrs. Ishizaki's eyes are full of doting, there are only seven days, and Junping will return to the world of the dead after seven days.

"When are we going home, Mom."

"Come on, come on, we'll be home soon."

When are you going home?

Mrs. Ishizaki didn't know when she would go home. She begged the government to go home, but the personnel in this base were just noncommittal.

Just kidding, in just seven days, the only sample in the world is even more rare than the unlucky guy in the Donghai Village nuclear criticality accident.

Mrs. Ishizaki treasured the seven days, and so did the government, and even more so, the world of the dead opened the curtain of mystery to them, returning from the underworld, resurrecting from the dead, everything is full of fascination.

"Ms. Ishizaki."

The door opened, and a research bureaucrat wearing a biochemical suit walked in.

"Ah, can we leave, please?"

Protecting Junpei with the weird complexion behind her, the middle-aged Mrs. Ishizaki stepped forward.

"Ah, we still have some questions for Junping to answer."

Junping's eyes lit up as the research bureaucrat held a Toei Toei Toki toy from the 1990s in his hand.

Where are you from?

What kind of world is there?

After death, what is it like?