The strongest sniper king

Chapter 1385 Donghai Fishing Village
Walking out of the ancient tomb, Li An's steps suddenly paused, and Wu Liuqi, who was following him, was keenly aware of this, and when Li An came back to his senses, he asked, "What did you see?"

"A child." Li An replied.

"Son, could it be him?" Wu Liuqi frowned, but there was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

Among the reincarnations of immortals, there are not many who can be called "children".

Li An knew who Wu Liuqi was referring to. He had seen this person once in a secret environment. At that time, the pink doll who killed Nielong and fled through the void had already become an idol in Li An's heart. People are - Nezha!

However, unlike the Nezha he saw with his own eyes, the picture Li An just saw in the ability to foresee the future is completely different except that he is about the same size.

The child in the picture looks like he has just rolled in the mud, his clothes are ragged and his body is barely covered, and he is being chased by many people with sticks and harpoons, very embarrassed.

"Do you know where he is?" Wu Liuqi asked.

"Hai, he's by the sea." Li An replied.

"Hai, that's right." Wu Liuqi smiled.

"Do you know where it is?" Li An asked, the clues that can be obtained from a picture alone are very limited, and there is no way to determine the exact location.

Wu Liuqi smiled and said, "If it's really him, then he must be in the East China Sea."

"Donghai? Are you so sure? Why not Xihai, Nanhai, Beihai?" Li An asked repeatedly.

Wu Liuqi replied: "Haven't you heard his story? The reincarnation of the immortals pays attention to a cause and effect, and at the same time it is also a calamity."

Li An frowned, as if he understood something in his heart.

When Nezha makes troubles in the sea, it is the East China Sea.

A fishing village in the East China Sea.

A scruffy-dressed child sneaked into a family's kitchen in the dark, found the leftovers in the refrigerator and pulled them into his mouth before they were hot enough, and finally licked the bottom of the bowl.

There were two figures floating in the void outside the window, one of them was handsome and looked like a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, and the other was as ugly as a yaksha, with a ghost-headed sword in his hand.

The two looked through the window like a child who had been hungry for a few days, and the ugly Yasha spoke, "Third Prince, is he the reincarnated Nezha?"

"That's right, it's him." The Third Prince nodded in response, his eyes fell on Nezha full of hatred.

"But it doesn't look like it at all. The little beggar in front of me is clearly a useless little beggar." Ugly Yasha frowned.

The third prince snorted coldly and said, "What do you know? The reincarnation of gods is a calamity. Do you think that after his reincarnation, he will still be an immortal with boundless magic power?
As you said, he is just an ordinary person now.

No, he is just a wild dog worse than a beggar now!

In addition, he and I are natural enemies, I have a special feeling for him, and I can't be mistaken! "

Ugly Yasha raised the ghost-headed sword in his hand and said: "Third Prince, since his identity has been confirmed, let me go down and finish this kid with a knife!"

"No!"

The third prince hastily stretched out his hand to stop Yasha, and said with a sneer, "Just letting him die like this is really too cheap for him. I want him to be scolded by the world, and finally I will have to cramp him!"

Ugly Yasha nodded and said: "Your subordinate understands, leave this matter to me."

"En." The third prince responded lightly.

Nezha was not full at all, and wanted to find something else to eat, unaware that the ugly Yasha had come to trouble him.

I saw that Yaksha flicked a bit of fire with his fingers to lead the house, and then came to the owner's bedroom and blew a cold wind to wake up the couple, and then hid aside to watch the show.

Nezha was looking for something to eat when he suddenly smelled a smell of smoke. Following the smell of smoke, he found that the living room was on fire. In a hurry, he turned around and took a basin to fetch water to put out the fire.

It's a pity that Nezha is too skinny, and just after he walked out of the bedroom after taking half of the basin of water, he accidentally fell to the ground.

Just then the owner of the house also came to the living room and cried out in panic.

"It's on fire, the house is on fire!"

"How did my house catch fire for no reason?"

"Look, there's someone there!"

"It's a thief. He must have thought that our house had nothing of value, so he set fire to our house."

The stupid couple didn't think about how to put out the fire at this time, and they mistook Nezha for a thief and an arsonist.

Nezha got up from the ground, and after hearing what the couple said, he shook his head hastily and said, "No, I didn't set the fire."

The couple would not listen to Nezha's explanation, so they picked up the mop and broom and beat Nezha.

"When, when."

Nezha hastily put the washbasin on his head to block it twice. In order not to let himself be beaten to death, he turned around and ran out of the kitchen.

"Fire!"

"Catch the thief!"

"Hurry up, don't let the little thief who set the fire get away!"

The couple chased after them, yelling for help as they ran.

The ugly Yaksha hiding in the dark was delighted, and fanned the fire beside him, making the fire completely hopeless before flying back to the third prince to ask for credit.

"You did a good job. Go, follow, don't let that kid really be beaten to death, that would be too cheap for him." The third prince ordered.

Soon, the whole village was startled, and they all chased after Nezha with harpoons, sticks and other things, and really regarded him as a thief who set fire.

Poor little Nezha ran desperately, but was soon surrounded by villagers.

"It wasn't me, I didn't set the fire, it really wasn't me." Little Nezha squatted on the ground and put the washbasin on his head, screaming tremblingly, completely terrified.

No one listened to little Nezha's explanation, the stupid villagers were completely dazzled by anger, and beat Nezha with their sticks.

Little Nezha doesn't have any magic power now, he is no different from an ordinary child, so many villagers beat him to death long ago.

Seeing that little Nezha was about to die tragically under the stick, suddenly a strong wind came and blew the crowd away, followed by a shout.

"A bunch of stupid guys, don't even look at him as a child, are they trying to kill him with such a ruthless hand?"

After the strong wind passed, people stabilized their bodies and saw a beautiful woman guarding little Nezha, and two young men and an old man stood aside.

"Who are you, why do you meddle in such nosy business?"

"I saw him set the fire with my own eyes. Even a child can't just let it go."

"I see you and him are in the same group, you set the fire!"

"Don't let them escape, catch them quickly!"

Li An shook his head and sighed secretly when he heard what the villagers said, and didn't want to explain anything, but just told the others: "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)