Chapter 4: Little Lamb (Second Chapter)

The next day, early morning.

"Ugh~" Lu Ran, who was sitting cross-legged on the small bed, gave a fierce stretch.

He hadn't slept all night, always cultivating and absorbing divine power, trying to make the "mist" in his body thicker and thicker.

This feeling of being nourished by divine power was simply too wonderful.

Lu Ran got up from the bed, clasped his hands together, faced the shrine beside the windowsill, and bowed respectfully:

"Master Xian Yang, good morning!"

The Xian Yang jade sculpture in the shrine was silent and didn't pay attention to someone.

Lu Ran didn't care; he went straight to the bathroom and took a refreshing cold shower.

Before leaving, Lu Ran greeted the god again: "Master Xian Yang, I'm going to school!"

White Jade Xian Yang: "..."

"My believer is a chatterbox."

Yuyucheng was a small county town with a population of only over 100,000. From Yuxiang Garden Community to No. 1 High School, the distance was 2.5 kilometers, and walking for half an hour was enough.

However, Lu Ran took more time today.

He deliberately took a detour, stopped for a long time in front of an abandoned residential building in a desolate area.

This was where Lu Ran's father passed away.

"Dad, I've become a believer of a god."

Lu Ran smiled: "Master Yu Fu didn't take a fancy to me; it's a pity, I wanted to call you 'Senior Brother'."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, blowing Lu Ran's short hair into a mess.

It was like a thick, large hand gently rubbing his head.

The smile on Lu Ran's face gradually faded, and he remained silent for a long time before saying in a low voice: "See you later."

With that, he took a step forward.

The closer he got to the campus, the more students there were.

Although everyone was wearing blue and white school uniforms, Lu Ran's face attracted many strange looks.

Apparently, after yesterday's god-worship incident, Lu Ran had become a celebrity in school.

Lu Ran hurried through the playground, walked into the teaching building with his head down, and went straight to Class 4 of the second year.

"Classmate, want a fortune told?"

Lu Ran had just climbed to the third floor when he was blocked by a long-legged girl.

"Chang Ying?" Lu Ran recognized this girl.

She was the sports committee member of Class 1, born tall and strong, dancing a big axe with great vigor, and had won the first place in the grade in martial arts, counting as a famous figure.

Chang Ying was also the student who started the show for her class, and even the whole school, in yesterday's god-worship ceremony.

And the god she prayed for was exactly the fourth-tier Master Ling Qian.

"Lu... Lu Ran!" Chang Ying also just saw who was coming and stuttered.

When students saw Lu Ran, most of them would be a bit unnatural.

Maybe it was because they would think of that terrifying and beautiful demon, Yan Zhi Ren...

Lu Ran smiled: "You became a Ling Qian believer yesterday, and you're on the job today?"

"Hehe." Chang Ying shook an old sign tube in her hand, "What do you say, dear classmate Lu, want a fortune told?

Love, studies, fortune, anything can be measured, guaranteed!"

Lu Ran looked at this "young warrior girl" and said: "You're clearly material for a tank!

After becoming a Ling Qian believer, is your path going to go astray?"

Honestly, Chang Ying was really too distinctive.

Every time he saw her, Lu Ran had a feeling of seeing the wild, healthy beauty full of strength in a primitive matriarchal society.

"Don't I have two hands?" Chang Ying retorted, "I hold the signs to tell fortunes with one hand, and swing the axe to hack people with the other!

Before hacking, I can just calculate the other party's fate.

If the other party's fate is too hard, I can slip away in time... cough, cough."

Lu Ran: "..."

Chang Ying hurriedly took back the topic: "You faced the demon directly yesterday without changing your expression; you truly are a role model for us!

How about this, I'll give you a 20% discount, 80 yuan for a fortune, let's be friends."

Hearing this, Lu Ran walked away.

80 yuan!

Are you kidding me? How many starch sausages can I eat with that?

You might as well block the bathroom door and rob me; I'd give the money more readily...

Chang Ying hurriedly chased after him: "Don't go, Lu Ran!

Nobody fell for it all morning... cough, no, I haven't opened for business yet."

Lu Ran:???

Chang Ying was quite bold, stretching out her long arm to hook Lu Ran's shoulder: "How about this, for a good start, I'll give you a free fortune!

After class, you buy me a pack of spicy sticks!"

"Good guy~" Lu Ran really couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud, "Spicy sticks are okay too?"

"Come on!" Chang Ying gave a hearty laugh and immediately shook the dilapidated sign tube.

Quite strangely, the sign tube was clearly empty, but it made a "clattering" sound.

Accompanied by a surge of energy, a few illusory spirit signs appeared in the tube.

"Right!" Lu Ran suddenly opened his mouth, "Which aspect are you calculating for me?"

"Ah?" Chang Ying's hand shook, and a spirit sign was shaken out.

Lu Ran almost laughed out of anger; you don't even know what you're calculating, and you just started shaking?

"Whoosh~"

The illusory spirit sign floated up slowly, rotating slowly, the scene quite magical.

There were no poems or annotations on the sign, only a simple word: DOWN!

Lu Ran: "..."

Chang Ying: "..."

The most feared thing is the sudden silence of the air.

Lu Ran pushed Chang Ying away unhappily and walked toward Class 4.

Behind him came Chang Ying's weak voice: "Lu Ran, my spicy sticks..."

"Go play somewhere else!" Lu Ran didn't even look back and walked directly into his class.

Chang Ying was very embarrassed and shook the simple sign tube again.

After all, it was her first day on the job trying to swindle people, and her business was indeed not very skilled.

"Yo, the groom is here?"

Accompanied by a sarcastic voice, another tall figure stepped forward and hooked Lu Ran's shoulder.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran turned his head to look.

What's going on today, why is everyone hooking shoulders with me?

And the face that appeared in front of him immediately ruined Lu Ran's mood: Kou Yingquan!

Lu Ran frowned slightly; usually, the two didn't get along and had almost no physical contact.

Kou Yingquan having such an abnormal move clearly meant he was up to no good!

He seemed to be hooking Lu Ran's shoulder, but in fact, he was choking Lu Ran's neck: "After going home yesterday, did you have any secret communication with the demon behind people's backs?"

Lu Ran:???

This kid is young, but he's quite good at labeling people.

If you enter the workplace in the future, will that be okay?

The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down, and pairs of eyes looked toward the front podium.

Colluding with the Demon Clan was undoubtedly a huge crime.

The students had been together for nearly two years, and no one believed Lu Ran would fall into the demonic path. In fact, the students also knew that Kou Yingquan was just looking for trouble.

But it couldn't be denied that Lu Ran had prayed for a demon on the god-worshipping platform.

More importantly, among the gods in the sky, not one was willing to take Lu Ran in, leaving him on the stage to fend for himself.

In the very end, it was the most generous and tolerant god, Xian Yang, who appeared.

The implication was quite thought-provoking.

Kou Yingquan: "I'm asking you!"

Lu Ran retorted directly: "You're even jealous of Yan Zhi Ren? Are you not picky about anything?"

"I'm not like you!" Kou Yingquan snorted coldly, "I'm very devout to the gods.

I can't worship demons, and I don't want to be tainted by them at all!"

Lu Ran didn't take the bait at all and continued to output: "You still have the face to be jealous? Didn't I introduce you two yesterday?

Look at your cowardly appearance; you sat on the ground with one butt, even the ghosts don't look down on you!"

Squabbling,

is all about attacking without defending!

"Whoa!" Qian Hao, sitting in the front row, couldn't help but sigh, "This little mouth, it's just..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Kou Yingquan was suddenly anxious, and the arm choking Lu Ran's neck became even tighter.

Yesterday's incident had made him lose all face.

It also made the strong and mighty image he had built among his classmates disappear!

This might also be one of the reasons why Kou Yingquan came to look for trouble.

"Let go." Lu Ran grabbed Kou Yingquan's arm and said in a deep voice.

"Beg for mercy; aren't you a disciple of Xian Yang? Show me your unique skills." Kou Yingquan mocked, "You baa twice, and maybe I'll let go."

"You two!" In the fourth row of the classroom, Class Monitor Jiang Ruyi looked displeased, "Return to your seats, start morning self-study."

Seeing the two still deadlocked, Jiang Ruyi stood up and walked toward the podium, rarely looking serious:

"The school forbids private fighting; do you want to be expelled?"

"Hmph." Kou Yingquan finally loosened his strength and was pushed back several steps by Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's gaze was gloomy, staring fixedly at Kou Yingquan's dashing back as he left.

Something's wrong!

Kou Yingquan's performance today was quite abnormal.

As soon as they met, he started moving his hands and feet and directly locked his throat; his aggressiveness was not ordinary.

"Return to your seat." Jiang Ruyi said softly, gently tugging at Lu Ran's clothes.

"Hmm." Lu Ran responded softly, only to see Kou Yingquan sit back in his seat, and the two's gazes intertwined again.

Kou Yingquan looked arrogant, looking coldly at Lu Ran.

"Go back." Jiang Ruyi spoke again, finally bringing Lu Ran back to the fourth row.

As soon as he sat down, the male student in the back row patted Lu Ran's back: "You left right after worshipping the god yesterday, so you don't know what happened later.

Kou Yingquan prayed for the third-tier god, Prisoner Demon.

Be careful; he's planning to mess with you!"

Hearing this, Lu Ran suddenly realized.

I was wondering why this kid was so bold today; it turns out he turned from a wild chicken into a phoenix?

Heh,

he might as well have written "superiority" on his face.

Third-tier god, Prisoner Demon, is truly extraordinary!

The ranking of this god was even higher than the third-tier god, Yu Fu, whom Jiang Ruyi worshipped.

In Lu Ran's mind, a sculpture of a dignified and solemn man wearing a bright red robe emerged.

The basic divine technique of the Prisoner Demon sect is called "Blood Robe."

When believers perform this divine technique, they can wear an illusory, wide robe on their bodies.

This robe is both offensive and defensive, and the combat effect is excellent!

Divine techniques naturally have grades.

It is said that the top-quality Blood Robe will turn into a pure blood-red color and can resist all attacks in the world.

Just as Lu Ran was secretly thinking, the classroom became noisy again.

After all, everyone had just worshipped the gods yesterday, so how could they keep their mouths shut when they came to school today?

It was just that as everyone chatted, the topic inevitably returned to Lu Ran, after all, his experience was too bizarre.

"... I really don't know what's going on; Lu Ran's grades are so good, but in the end, he followed Xian Yang, the weakest one."

"Besides Xian Yang and Yan Zhi Ren on the stage, he had no choice!"

"The reputation of Xian Yang believers isn't very good; they've almost become publicly recognized soft persimmons."

"No way, Xian Yang's strength is the weakest among the gods; they say they are generous, but actually, they are weak and don't dare to conflict with other gods to snatch resources.

Xian Yang is like this, so their believers naturally can't be tough either."

"Hey? You guys say, why didn't the gods want Lu Ran?"

Kou Yingquan suddenly spoke, his voice neither loud nor soft: "Didn't I say it? He just doesn't respect the gods and isn't sincere!

Besides entering Xian Yang's sect and being a weak and easy-to-bully little lamb, what else can he do?"

Lu Ran's face sank, and he made a move to stand up.

Your mouth is truly f*cking asking to be slapped!

You think you have a backer just because you entered the sect of the third-tier god, Prisoner Demon?

You really think everyone is afraid of you?

Jiang Ruyi was quick-eyed and pressed Lu Ran's shoulder, taking the opportunity to stand up and stop him:

"Shut up, all of you, don't talk nonsense! Take out your books and start self-study."

The noise in the classroom suddenly quieted down.

Jiang Ruyi straightened her face, scanned the whole class, and then sat down.

However, she was usually too gentle, so her effect on discipline was still a bit poor.

After just a few dozen seconds, the whispering started again:

"Don't talk nonsense; Lu Ran's father was a Yu Fu believer and died heroically. How could Lu Ran not worship the gods..."

"Like father, like son." Kou Yingquan snorted, "The son of a mouse knows how to dig holes."

The malice on campus was always so naked.

Kou Yingquan never deliberately lowered his volume, disdainfully saying: "Until now, the official hasn't announced the specific situation of that night.

Since the son can pray for an Evil God, who knows what happened to his father?"

Hearing this, Lu Ran's anger "whooshed" and shot up!

Kou Yingquan labeling Lu Ran, Lu Ran could still calmly retort.

But when Kou Yingquan insulted his late father...

Lu Ran stood up abruptly, picked up a chair with one hand, and swung it fiercely toward the back!

"Ah?"

"Hey!" In an instant, exclamations erupted in the classroom.

Only to see the wooden chair flying toward the back two rows, flying straight toward Kou Yingquan, who was sitting on the aisle side.

A crisp sound of "crack."

The solid wooden chair swung onto Kou Yingquan, and it actually shattered more than half!

It was enough to see how fierce Lu Ran's strike was and how hard he used it.

"F*ck!"

Kou Yingquan, who had subconsciously raised his hand to block, was hit squarely and screamed in pain.

Kou Yingquan never expected that,

this Lu Ran, who prayed for an Evil God and should be pointed at by thousands of people; this little lamb, who entered the sect of the lowest-ranked god and was weak and easy to bully...

actually dared to make a move?!

Facts proved: This little lamb dared!

Lu Ran not only swung the wooden chair, but he also rushed over himself!

There's another chapter at 20:00.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 5 =====