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Chapter 689 The Price of Resurrection of the Dead

After the last exploratory assassination, the Dark World camp seemed to be re-evaluating the strength of the Human World camp. In addition, the CCG used thunderous means to eliminate several unknown ghoul organizations. The Dark World camp also temporarily ceased its activities and entered the

The dormant period is over.

It was rare to have a few days of rest, so Luo Jie took the time to read the information he asked "Isayama Mei", and then drove to Isayama's house near the city center with "Holy Glory".

Of course, this Isayama family is not that Isayama family.

This is the residence of the current head of the Isayama family, "Isayama Naraku", and "Isayama Yomi" and "Tsuchimiya Kagura" also live here together.

Parking the rough and domineering [Hummer H1 Magic Modification] on the side of the road, Luo Jie turned around and said to "Holy Glory" sitting in the passenger seat: "Glory, I have some private matters to discuss with "Isayama Naraku" this time.

, please wait for me with "Awashima" for a while... The Dark World camp has been a bit like the calm before the storm recently, and there is no telling when another assassination will be launched, so you'd better not go too far."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the car."

Luo Jie nodded, opened the trunk, took the gift, crossed the road to the small villa opposite, reached out and pressed the doorbell on the wall.

After a while, the indicator light on the doorbell came on, and a slightly distorted deep male voice came from inside.

"Which one?"

"Hello, Mr. Isayama, I am Nightmare, a member of the first team of the Ministry of Environment's Disaster Countermeasures Office, and a colleague of Huang Quan."

"Okay, please come in... My legs and feet are not very convenient. Please come in and go directly to the study on the second floor to find me."

The indicator light goes out and the small door in the wall opens automatically.

Luo Jie walked into this old villa with a sense of age, carrying the gift, and walked up the clunking wooden stairs to the small study room on the second floor.

On both sides of the dim room are solid wood bookshelves as tall as one person, which are filled with all kinds of books, including some ancient and rare books.

There was a large desk in front of the only window, and a majestic-looking one-armed old man was sitting on a swivel chair in front of the desk.

Although the spiritual energy in his body has become muddy and scattered, the aura that once belonged to a strong man still remains as strong as a mountain.

It is the contemporary head of the Isayama family - "Isayama Naraku".

"Hello, uncle, I am Nightmare, a colleague of Huangquan and Kagura."

"Oh, I've heard about you. Please sit down."

Luo Jie presented the gift, and "Isayama Naraku" greeted him with a few polite words. Everything was no different from a normal visit.

"Isn't today a school day off? Why haven't I seen Huang Quan and Kagura?"

"Isayama Naraku" showed a kind smile on his face that was half burned by the fire, and replied: "They are all children, how can they stay at home all day like an old man like me? I went out early today and said I had an appointment.

I went shopping with some classmates...what? Do you have anything to do with Huang Quan and Kagura?"

"Oh, no, I was just asking casually...Actually, I came to see you, Uncle Isayama."

"Me?" "Isayama Naraku" was a little surprised. He took off his reading glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked curiously: "It seems like this is the first time that you and I have met, Dire-kun, right?"

Luo Jie smiled: "Uncle, you have misunderstood. I am not here to ask for your help, but to negotiate a deal with you."

"trade?"

"Isayama Naraku" frowned and looked at the calm young man in front of him again. He was not an inexperienced young man like "Isayama Mei". This abnormal atmosphere immediately made him realize that he was going to talk next.

I'm afraid things are not that simple.

"I'm sorry, I'm old and my brain is not working well. It is estimated that I will hand over the position of head of the family to Huang Quan in a while. If you have anything to do, you can talk to her directly when Huang Quan comes back."

Seeing "Isayama Naraku" change the topic without any trace, Luo Jie did not argue with his reason. He looked around the furnishings in the study and finally stopped at a photo of "Isayama Naraku" and a young woman on the desk.

"Is this aunt? She is a very beautiful person."

Mentioning his deceased wife, "Isayama Naraku" showed a smile full of reminiscence on his face and said: "I met Riko when I was in college. Because he was an ordinary person, he was also criticized by the elders of the clan, including my parents.

We were against it...but in the end we were together."

"Sounds like a happy story."

"Isayama Naraku" shook his head and said sadly: "If the ending is sad, then no matter how happy the previous story was, how cruel it was to the protagonist."

Luo Jie showed regret and expressed sympathy.

"Isayama Naraku" really had a deep love for his deceased wife. Otherwise, as the head of the Isayama family, let alone missing arms, there would still be a lot of young girls willing to cry and shout

Marry and be the wife of the housekeeper.

Of course, this is what Luo Jie wants to see.

The more "Isayama Naraku" can't let go of his deceased wife, the greater the success rate of his next plan.

"Hasn't uncle thought about rewriting the ending of the story?"

"Continue?" "Isayama Naraku" didn't seem to understand what Luo Jie wanted to express. He smiled bitterly and said: "There are no heroines anymore. Even if we force a continuation of the ending, it won't be the same story as before."

"A continuation is not a rewrite. If the heroine is changed, what's the point?" Before "Isayama Naraku" could think about the meaning of his words, Luo Jie simply stated his purpose: "Uncle Isayama, do you have any ideas?

Have you ever resurrected your aunt?"

Snap!

The reading glasses in "Isayama Naraku's" hand fell to the ground, and her kind eyes gradually became sharp and alert.

"You mean the "Taishan Prefecture Jun Festival"?"

The "Taishan Fukun Festival" created by Abe Seimei is the most famous resurrection technique, but because it requires multiple living people with natural spiritual power as sacrifices, it has long been classified as a forbidden technique by the Exorcist Association and has been banned.

"No, the spell of "Taishan Mansion Lord's Sacrifice" is too costly, and it can harm the world. It's not an exaggeration to call it a witchcraft."

"Isayama Naraku" then softened his expression slightly and said: "Apart from Seimei-gong's "Taishan Fukun Festival", are there any other resurrection techniques in this world?"

"The God of the Underworld in this world is not the only Lord Taishan."

Luo Jie took out the [Black Book of the Dead] brought from the world of "The Mummy" from the storage space and held it in his hand with ease.

Although "Isayama Naraku" has lost most of his spiritual power, his vision and perception are still there, and he can detect the pure atmosphere of the underworld exuding from this black scripture full of exotic style at a glance.

"This is the [Black Book of the Dead] of the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh Seti I. Only part of the organ or ashes can be used to summon the soul of the deceased from the underworld and resurrect the deceased."

"Isayama Naraku" couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He has missed his deceased wife for decades, let alone a real resurrection from the dead, even if it is just an incorporeal soul that is recalled, it will be a great temptation for him.

But at the same time, he knew better that resurrection of the dead was not an ordinary little spell. The other party would take this as a condition and would inevitably demand an equal or even higher price.

"Stop talking in circles, tell me, what is your purpose?"

"My conditions are very simple. In fact, I only need a word from you, uncle, to accomplish it."

Luo Jie held up the heavy [Black Book of the Dead] with one finger to keep it balanced, as if he spoke his request casually.

"Cancel the engagement with the Iizuna family and betroth Huangquan to me."


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