God of Dragon - Chapter 5
Li Muyang was a kind person. He had never bullied anyone since he was a child.
In his memory, he had never done such a thing even once.
Instead, he had been bullied by others all the time, which was a great contribution to ease the crime committed by the young people of the empire.
If those energetic and impulsive teenagers didn’t insult him and vent their anger on him every day, they would do something even more terrible to others.
Therefore, Li Muyang had to think of such a question—how could an angel-like man like him be struck by lightning?
Li Muyang had always been bothered by the incident of being struck by lightning, and he had a strong sense of inferiority in the depths of his bones.
Just think about it—If Haotian had just sent you into this world, yet he regretted it and wanted to take you back… Anyone would feel insulted by this matter, wouldn’t they?
And because he was struck by lightning, Li Muyang’s body was not very healthy when he was born.
Other children grew up in a honey jar, but Li Muyang grew up in a medicine jar.
From the moment he started to remember things, his family often had an old Taoist who was just like a doctor in Jianghu.
He wore a dirty Taoist robe all the time, and the sleeves were greasy as if there was a roast chicken inside. Every time he came over, he would carry a large bag of medicinal materials and go into the kitchen to do a lot of work. Then he would hold a bowl of Chinese medicine that was more disgusting than his sleeves and force Li Muyang to drink it.
Li Muyang refused at first, and the old Taoist didn’t force him. But after he snapped his fingers, Li Muyang would always take the bowl and drink it blankly…
Li Muyang had always felt bad about doing such a thing, but he was too young and ignorant to find the right words to describe his feeling at that time.
Until he accidentally saw a word that made him feel limp and numb all over his body: Bitchy!
When Li Muyang was 11 years old, the old Taoist told his parents with relief after he examined Li Muyang’s body, “I was fortunate to save the young master’s life. It’s a miracle that a mortal’s weak body can withstand a lightning strike. He will be blessed and rich in the future. Although he survived, his health condition is very different from that of ordinary people. It’s impossible for him to practice martial arts or swordsmanship, and his head…”
“Are you saying he has something wrong with his head?” Li Muyang’s father, Li Yan, asked anxiously.
“No.” The old Taoist shook his head, indicating that Li Yan did not need to panic. He said, “Because of the impact of the lightning, his brain has been greatly damaged, so he may become a little stupid—perhaps as he grows, it will recover one day. It’s hard to say.”
“His head has been damaged anyway.” Li Yan’s face was as pale as a piece of paper. “Master, can’t you fix it? This child has a tough life. He has encountered so many difficulties since he was born. Can you help him again? If you can live in Jiangnan for a few more years, I promise you that you will have good wine and meat every day. No, no, we promise to make you live a comfortable life. Is that okay?”
“I have done what I could do and we should leave the rest to the Heavens.” The old Taoist smiled and refused, saying, “I have a tribulation soon, so I need to make some preparations. We will meet again in the future.”
After the old Taoist left, Li Muyang missed him very much.
Because he was the only one who called a pastry shop owner’s son “Little Master”—Li Muyang liked that very much. Unfortunately, no one called him that from then on.
More people would call him “Lil Coal”.
If you repeated doing the same thing for three years, you could become an expert in that field. Li Muyang had eaten Chinese medicine for more than a decade, so it was easy for him to detect all kinds of stimulating Chinese medicine from Zhang Chen’s fart.
“The world is getting worse every day, and people are no longer the same as in the ancient age. Zhang Chen, I didn’t expect you to retaliate against me in such a vicious way—you started the bullying every time. Can you blame me for playing around the lake? When you came to hit me, I blocked you just for one move, and you flew out—can you blame me for that?”
Li Muyang couldn’t continue because he found that Zhang Chen was crying.
He was really crying. Tears were dripping down his cheeks as if someone had dragged him out and abused him 800 times.
Li Muyang was stunned and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Stop…” Zhang Chen wiped his tears and said, “Please, stop…”
Li Muyang’s face was full of vigilance, and he said, “You aren’t playing the grief card, are you?”
“Li Muyang—!” Zhang Chen covered his stomach with his hands and could not stand up straight. “How dare you bully me to death like this?”
Li Muyang looked around and saw that everyone’s eyes were focused on the two of them.
Li Muyang was a little panicked and hurriedly explained, “All the classmates have seen it. It was he who came to bully me first. I didn’t do anything.”
“You said there was poison in Zhang Chen’s fart,” someone said indignantly.
At this moment, many people began to sympathize with Zhang Chen.
They didn’t like Zhang Chen very much at ordinary times, as they thought that Zhang Chen always liked to show off and often bullied classmates.
However, they had never seen someone be humiliated like this.
“There is indeed the smell of trogopterus dung in his fart. If you don’t believe me, you can smell it,” Li Muyang said seriously. He was a serious person. When he was sleeping, he was serious, and when he explained, he was also serious. “He didn’t look for anyone, but he just stood beside me and didn’t leave. Isn’t he just coming to get revenge for me embarrassing him last time?”
“…”
Zhang Chen felt that he had been stabbed once again.
“Clang—”
The class bell rang.
Zhao Mingzhu, the teacher of the empire’s history, stepped into the classroom as the bell rang. When she stood on the platform and was ready to start the class, she found her favorite student, Zhang Chen, standing next to Li Muyang with tears all over his face. She couldn’t help getting angry and shouting, “Li Muyang, what have you done this time?”
Seeing that Zhao Mingzhu was angry with him, Li Muyang finally confirmed it. He stared at Zhang Chen coldly and said, “I knew you were deliberately playing the grief card—”
“…”
Li Muyang looked up into Zhao Mingzhu’s eyes and said, “Ms. Zhao, I didn’t do anything.”
Zhao Mingzhu was even angrier. During her 10 years of being a teacher, she had never seen such a stupid student like Li Muyang, who didn’t want to make any progress.
She rushed up to Li Muyang, slapped his desk, and screamed, “Li Muyang, do you think I’m an idiot? If you didn’t do anything, why would Zhang Chen cry like this? Why is Zhang Chen standing in front of you crying? Don’t you have a brain? Do you think we are as stupid as you?”
“Teacher, I really didn’t do anything.” Li Muyang said with a wry smile, “Zhang Chen rushed at me and smacked my desk. He scolded me for being despicable…”
“Then it proves that you are really despicable.” Zhao Mingzhu forcibly cut off Li Muyang’s explanation and said, “Don’t I know what kind of person you are? The first time I saw you, I knew your sticky character—”
Zhao Mingzhu was a famous teacher in Jiangnan. She was transferred to Fuxing School to teach the history of the empire in order to help these students, who had already stepped into a better institution of higher education, get better results.
Unexpectedly, something unpleasant happened on the first day she was in this school. Someone dared to sleep in her classroom.
This was extremely disrespectful to her. It was an extreme contempt and provocation to her.
Zhao Mingzhu was furious. After shouting for a few minutes, she did not receive any response. She grabbed a ruler and smacked it for the whole class until it was broken…
Zhao Mingzhu asked Li Muyang if could he stop sleeping in her class, but Li Muyang shook his head and said, “No.”
Since then, she became more and more dissatisfied with this student. As long as there was a chance, she would ridicule him and set him up as a typical example of a bad student. Even the word “Swine” came out of her mouth first.
However, no matter how she insulted him, he just giggled and fell asleep as usual.
“Ms. Zhao, I think you have some misunderstanding about me. You don’t know the situation at that time—”
“Misunderstanding?” Zhao Mingzhu sneered. She turned to look at the students behind her and asked, “Did I misunderstand Li Muyang?”
No one dared to answer.
Everyone could tell that Zhao Mingzhu was not letting Li Muyang go easily. Who dared to stand up and speak for Li Muyang? If they did, they would have misfortune.
“Li Muyang, do you know who the founding emperor of our Xifeng Empire is? Do you know the ‘New Moon’ that affected the entire continent? Which year did it start and who were the two sages ‘Wen Cheng Wu De’?
“Li Muyang, you know nothing… You just eat, sleep, and waste time… I’m curious, did your parents give you money to sleep in school? If you like sleeping so much, why don’t you go back and have a good sleep? No one will disturb you, and you won’t waste your parents’ hard-earned money.”
“Ms. Zhao—”
“Get out of here!”
“Teacher…”
“Get out!”
“Teacher, you are wrong.” A soft voice suddenly was heard in the solemn classroom.