"Restriction?—what restriction?" exclaimed the old man, stunned, and a little bewildered, "is it ...... In addition to the so-called 'obsession' - what other limits can there be?"

"Of course!" the skeleton nodded, and said as a matter of course, "if there were no restrictions—then...... Isn't the order of this world going to be overturned? If all the dead can be resurrected, then ...... Who else in this world is afraid of death?"

"So...... What are the limitations?--I would like to know...... Is there a way to remedy it?" the old man asked the skeleton very unwillingly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"First of all, I need corpses—corpses of the resurrected!" said the skeleton, looking at the old man in a condensed voice, "It doesn't matter if it's broken, but at least...... All the parts that should be collected should be collected - otherwise...... The resurrection condition will not be valid!"

"It's all here!" the old man nodded hurriedly and said, "His corpse ...... I've always kept it well!"

"So...... Then there's the question of how well the bodies are preserved - what I want to know is...... Corpse...... Have you been treated with special treatment?" the skeleton asked with a solemn look at the old man, "corpse...... Isn't it rotten yet?--if it is...... Then I can't do anything!"

"No rotting, not rotting!" said the old man, waving his hand, "how can it be rotting?—you know...... When I collected his body...... But after countless 'protective measures', it ...... You can put a hundred and twenty hearts on the integrity and decay of his corpse!"

"In that case...... And what about the time limit for his death?" the skeleton glanced at the old man deeply, and asked slowly, "If there are no accidents...... Generally speaking, the time limit for the resurrection of the corpse should be about ten years, and if the time limit is exceeded, then ...... The activity in the corpse will be gone, and at that time...... There's nothing I can do about it anyway!"

"Ten years, is there only a time limit of ten years?" the old man smiled bitterly, with a deep frustration, "the war back then...... I don't know how many thousands of years ago -- ten years? That's too short!"

"In that case...... Then I can't help it!" the skeleton shrugged his shoulders, looking at the old man's somewhat depressed appearance, and couldn't help but comfort the old man and said, "Besides...... It is not possible to resurrect your Son even if there is no time limit - for ...... Your son was killed in battle, according to the principle that the resurrection requires the deceased's own 'obsession', that is...... Even if you want to resurrect your Son, it will only take the obsession that is 'deposited' in the person who killed him......! In the midst of the vast battlefield - who can know...... Kill Your Son's ...... Who is it......? Are you still going to slaughter the entire elven race?--I don't believe your Cole family has that kind of strength!"

That is to say...... Is there really no hope for the resurrection of Wu'er?" the old man sighed, and said with a little melancholy, "Actually...... This ending is something I should have thought of a long time ago - after all...... After all these years, can we still hope for any 'miracle'?"

"It's good that you understand - something...... Don't force it!" the skeleton sighed, with infinite emotion, "now—what we need to do...... It's the present......! Just let it all go with the wind, right?"

"What is it?" the old man did not seem to come back to his senses, and asked with some confusion, "...... now Is there anything else that needs to be done?"

"What do you say?" the skeleton said, rolling its eyes and holding the child up so that it could see it, "She...... Don't you want to take care of it anymore?"

"Dongfang Lingyun ......" the old man muttered, and then his eyes lit up, and he murmured softly as if he had come back to his senses, "That's right...... I have other things waiting for me to accomplish - how can I ...... How could ......I forget something so important? I...... I can't just sink here, at least ....... at least until the moment I can see her recover......! Otherwise, how could I be so willing...... Willingly muddy?"

"If you understand!" said the skeleton, looking at the old man who had regained some of his life, "in that case...... Then should we be able to leave for Langya?"

"That's not in a hurry!" the old man shook his head, stopping the skeleton from stepping out of the building, and said lightly, "Just now...... I've already applied to the Langya Club for a request to build a passage - as soon as we wait for a reply from the other party, we can leave for the Langya Club immediately!"

"So...... How long will it take?" the skeleton asked anxiously, "over there...... I need to find an important friend!"

"On the premise that you can't use space magic, the fastest way to reach the Langya Society...... There's only one path to this passage!...... You'll only be able to hike to Glinta now—I guess...... You probably won't choose this 'stupid' method!" the old man said with a slightly teasing smile, "because...... If you go to Greenta on foot, you can't get to that place without March or May, right......? Even if you have something big...... By then, the daylily must have been cold......, right? Permission to walk on foot or open to equal access - choose one or the other...... The result of the choice should be taken for granted, right?"

"That's right!—the result of the choice is a matter of course!" said the skeleton a little dejected, "I...... You can only wait, right?"

"That's right!—it's okay to be idle anyway...... Why don't you chat with me, an old man?" The old man, who had recovered from the "blow" state in which his son could not be resurrected, teased the skeleton with some evil taste and laughed, "For the sake of your 'usefulness' to my Cole family, the old man will sweep away the 'blindness' of common sense on this continent for you...... How?"

"Now it seems...... That's all there is to it, isn't it?" the skeleton smiled bitterly, reluctantly accepting the old man's "literacy" kindness - it seems...... There's nothing else to do!(To be continued.) )