The sun is shining brightly, and the town is peaceful and noisy.
This is under the Chentang Pass, and beyond the pass is the vast East China Sea.
The town is not big, with two horizontal and vertical streets. As far as the eye can see, there is a majestic mansion on the high ground to the north of the town, which is the home of Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of the Chentangguan garrison.
At this time, there are signs of chaos in the world, and demons are rampant in the world of mortals. However, Li Jing, the commander-in-chief guarding the border, and his wife are diligent and self-denial, and love the people as their own children. This has made it difficult for this border town to rest and live far away from the war in the past ten years.
People on the street were smiling, walking shoulder to shoulder, and passing by like rain, creating a peaceful and cheerful atmosphere in the city.
Suddenly, a young child's voice sounded: "One, two..."
The sound could not be said to be loud, but the strange thing was that it reached everyone's ears clearly. Whether they were walking on the street or the townspeople staying at home, they were all stunned when they heard the sound. For a moment, the town was stunned.
It was completely silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Ah - escaped again!" Suddenly, a big man with chins let out a sharp and frightened cry, and the whole town exploded in an instant. Everyone ran and hid as if they had encountered a ghost.
To hide, some went into holes in the ground, some into latrines, and some even jumped into wells or hid in coffins.
The entire town went from crowded to empty, from laughter to howling ghosts, in just a few breaths of time.
"Nine...ten!" When the immature child's voice counted to ten, at the far end of the street, a small figure wearing a red vest and a golden collar around his neck was walking, with a joking smile on his face.
He walked out slowly.
This child looks like he is five or six years old, but in fact he is only a year old. He has a round head, dark circles under his eyes, a mouth full of pointy teeth, and a ferocious and sinister look on his face. He looks inhuman.
, Ghost or not, it makes people look tired.
Just such a mere child could scare a lively town into an empty ghost town in an instant. How cruel is he?
The child glanced lazily ahead, licked his lips, and his eyes gradually showed an evil look of excitement.
"Is everything hidden?" he asked lazily.
It's like getting ready to play hide-and-seek with a friend.
In fact, that's exactly what he thought.
Next, the entire town was completely devastated.
Those who were hiding at home were driven out of their homes by the child, who knocked down the house and ran wildly screaming on the streets.
Those who got into the hole were picked up one by one by the child and thrown out.
Even those who hid in wells were not spared. He pulled them out and knocked them unconscious with wooden sticks.
The child got excited about playing, and his cheerful and triumphant laughter filled the whole town.
He threw several children into a mud pit. The child who crawled out pointed at him angrily and cursed: "Nezha, you monster, go to hell!"
The child was startled, his whole body stiffened, and his face instantly darkened.
He hates being called a monster!
He is Li Jing's third son - Nezha.
Mrs. Li's wife had a happy pulse four years ago and was pregnant for three years before giving birth to Nezha. When he was born, Nezha was just a ball of flesh. He was born with the ability to breathe fire, control spirits, and control objects from the air.
Nezha's own destiny should be to be reincarnated by the spirit bead, but fate played a trick on people and the spirit bead turned into a magic pill. He was supposed to be born to become an immortal, but now he was born to be a devil.
Taiyi Zhenren, the second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, used the Universe Circle to seal the demonic energy in Nezha's body, so that he could only exert 30% of his strength. However, even so, his power was still astonishing.
"What did you call me?" Nezha, who was about to leave, slowly turned around and asked in a low voice.
"Monster! You damn monster!" The child stared at Nezha with hateful eyes and cursed through gritted teeth.
Nezha laughed in anger, suddenly took a step forward, raised his left leg high, and kicked a stone as big as a millstone hard.
"Look who deserves to die!"
boom!
The rocks suddenly flew up and fell towards the child.
Seeing that the child was about to be smashed into a pulp, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the child. He reached out and drew a circle in the air without haste. Suddenly, a vortex appeared out of thin air, and the stones that were thrown at him suddenly appeared.
He was locked in mid-air, unable to move even an inch.
The man smiled and squeezed his palms fiercely.
boom!
The entire stone suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.
Nezha's eyes widened, but the child behind him who had narrowly escaped death rolled his eyelids and fainted.
This man seemed to have eyes on his back. With a flick of his sleeves, the unconscious child flew to the side and landed on a haystack.
"You killed innocent people indiscriminately at a young age and you have such a vicious heart. You should be taught a lesson!" the man said to Nezha slowly.
Nezha came back to his senses and looked at this man curiously.
Dressed in white, with long hair and bright eyes, he stood with his hands behind his back.
"Are you... a monk?" Nezha asked, "I heard that monks like to meddle in other people's business. It seems that you are indeed a monk, but why don't you recite Amitabha?"
"I'm not a monk, so I don't need to recite Amitabha." The man smiled.
He is He Xie.
The first day in this world.
Of course he recognized the child in front of him and understood what the world was like.
"Are you the son of General Li's family?" He Xie asked deliberately, "How did your majestic commander-in-chief teach you such a vicious child?"
"I want you to take care of it!" Nezha glared, his eyes full of defiance, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be such a bigot? Either get out of here, or I'll deal with you as well!"
Nezha clenched his fist and threatened, his eyes eager to try.
Obviously, the hand He Xie showed just now made him a little bit happy.
"Forget it, I'll capture you and then ask your parents to hold you accountable." He Xie snorted coldly, took a step forward, and grabbed Nezha.
Following He Xie's movements, a big bright yellow hand appeared, grasped Nezha's small body, and came towards this side.
Nezha was taken aback, yelled "Ah!" and struggled hard.
boom!
The next moment, fire was raging around him and smoke was billowing, and He Xie's dragon-capturing hand was immediately freed.
"You are looking for death!" Nezha was furious, roaring word by word, leaping up high, condescendingly, and punched He Xie.
He Xie didn't panic, and slowly pushed out with a palm. In an instant, his palm prints quickly enlarged and were printed hard on Nezha's body.
boom!
Nezha flew backwards, smashed a wall, and fell heavily into the dust.
After the breakthrough, He Xie possessed great power in every move he made, and his strength was completely different from before.
However, such a strong palm did not even hurt Nezha at all.
"As expected of a demon boy." He Xie raised his eyebrows, "This level of cultivation is comparable to that of a mysterious immortal."
It’s hard to imagine that if Nezha’s seals were completely released, his strength would be inferior to that of what he is now, right?
"Okay, okay!" Nezha jumped up from the dust, his body blazing with fire, and rushed over angrily, "If I don't beat the shit out of you today, I won't call you Nezha!"
