Out of All Transmigrations Why a Weasel

"Yah go back to your trash bin Ben Dan!"

The mud would go up to mid-shin with each step. The mud was getting stuck between his toes and made Tai Yang feel disgusting. Why did the mud have to be so deep? Tai Yang didn't think wheat needed so much water.

After some time when the sun was almost entirely hidden by the horizon, turning the sky a light orange and yellow hew, Tai Yang could barely make out a small town in the distance. It looked close to the point that he could make it before the sunset. Maby even having extra time to explore it.

Once he finally reached the town he finally realized how small it was. Also entering the town Tai Yang couldn't see anyone on the streets but a few kids playing catch the dragon's tail.

Or he thought they were. Where the tail would have been with some piece of cloth or sock was a stick.
This was the same with the head. On both sides of the dragon's head and tail were two kids linked like normal but instead of one catching the other, both were fighting each other.

From the looks of it, the head was winning in the fight against the tail. Swinging and jabbing his stick at the tail's sides, ribs, and other openings. Somehow the kids interlocking their arms with the tail didn't get hit once.
They didn't seem to be dodging either, only being dragged around by the tail. Who was running from the head and their oncoming attacks?

Approaching the kids, Tai Yang was going to ask the kids where he was and if any of them knew how he had gotten there. Tai Yang started to speak up when he saw the head swinging his branch right at the tail's face.
Instinctively Tai Yang reached out to stop the blow.

Thinking that the blow would be soft and weak, Tai Yang didn't try to catch the hit but instead just blocked it with his forearm. The second the stick hit TaiYang's arm he wanted to scream. The blow had been very hard and painful, to say the least, but composing himself Tai Yang tilted his head towards the head of the dragon.

Glaring down at the kid, trying to tell him silently how much the hit had hurt and he would make the kid feel the pain later. Just not now because he had to be nice and get the info he needed out of the kids.

Straightening his head back out Tai Yang pinched the stick with two fingers lifting it into the air before asking, "Sorry to interrupt your little game but may I ask you a few questions? I believe I am quite lost."

Tai Yang didn't mean to sound so frosty and distant but even to his own ears Tai yang cringed and his own voice sounding so mean. Looking back at the kids, Tai Yang instantly regraded feeling guilty.

The kids looked utterly unaffected by his cold tone. As if they had heard him talk to them like this a million times and it no longer affected them. Turning fully to face the head of the dragon, Tai Yang hardened his face no longer caring if he looked friendly.

"Go Away Jun Junfeng we dont have time to deal with your shenanigans today. Go Back and rot in the trash bin you came out of."

Surprisingly this wasn't the head that spoke but one of the body parts of the dragon near the tail.

The boy was shorter than the rest and a little chubby around the face with black hair and dark blue eyes, not the light blue most people had. After this retort from the small body part came many more from the others.

"Yah go back to your trash bin Ben Dan!"

"Scram You trash!"

"Stop bothering us with your nonsense! Flee and dont come back till you are sain!"

"You rascal stop bothering us!"

Insult after insult flew at Tai Yang even though he didn't want to care about what some random kids said it still bothered him. All he wanted to know was where he was and how he got here but instead, he was being insulted by kids he didn't even know.

He started to want to teach the kids proper manners. This was no way to treat someone you haven't even met before. Taking the stick in hand with one whooshing swoop, Tai Yang slapped all the kids across the face.

Creating a chain reaction or slapping sounds. For a moment it was silent before one of the exact same kid that started insulting him first fell backward, unconscious.

Shocked by the kid falling backwards all Tai Yang could do was stare at the stick in his hand as if it was the stick's fault the kid was knocked unconscious.

As for the other kids, all of them had a bright red line on their cheeks. They too seemed shocked as well but didn't freeze. They all ran away without looking back. Not wanting to be hit by the stick again. Leaving Tai Yang, a stick, and an unconscious little kid.

Sneaking a peek at the unconscious little boy Tai Yang could see it was the saw boy from before that had told him to go away first before the other kids joined in.
Bending down, Tai Yang poked at the boy. Not with the stick this time though but with his finger. He was still blaming the stick for knocking the kid out in the first place.

From what Tai Yang could tell the boy was still very young and fragile. Maybe six or seven years old and a little bit on the scrawny side except for his cheeks. The boy's cheeks were very cute and chubby. That was if you ignored the red line on one of them.

The kid probably lived a fine life here in the village and had a family somewhere near that would come looking for him soon. Not wanting to be caught with an unconscious kid, Tai Yang stood up and walked to the other side of the street.

He did not want to leave the kid if he was wrong. The kid maybe had no one coming for him since it was almost pitch black out and it would be pure evil to leave a kid out at night in the cold.

After a while of sitting across from the boy playing in the dirt with the stick, Tai Yang noticed how late it was, and yet no one had come to look for the kid. Not wanting the kid to catch a cold Tai Yang went over and picked up the kid.

It was a little odd picking up the kid he had knocked unconscious but he needed to. It was his fault the kid was still here.

Lifting the little boy, Tai Yang realized how light the boy was. It was as if he was picking up a pillow. He thought that the boy would way just a little more they this. Was he also wrong about how well the boy was? Was the kid poor? If the kid was as light as a pillow he must not have anuf food to eat.

He was a little worried for the kid before remembering how he had died. Expression going dark he continued on his way. No longer caring.

Pillows only seemed to cause trouble for Tai Yang. He should just leave the kid where he was. He would wake up soon anyways and there was no reason to cause more trouble for himself.

About to set the kid back down, Tai Yang felt the little kid move in his arms. The kid started to move more and more still unconscious.

Watching him silently he saw the little boy's eyes open slowly. Both of them stared at each other for an award amount of time before Tai Yang set the boy down.

Thay stayed that way for a while in an awkward silence neither knowing what to do. This would have gone on a lot longer if the little boy didn't walk away first.

Snapping Tai Yang out of his second trance of the day.
Now that the kid was awake and no longer needing of his care, Tai Yang started to wonder where he was going to stay for the night. Thinking this Tai Yang felt stupid.

He was going to take the little boy somewhere to stop him from catching a cold but we would have taken him. He had nowhere to take him even if he wanted to.

Maybe he could have wandered around town carrying the boy till he found a warm place but if he had done that it would be too late. When he did find a place to stay for the night the kid would have a cold.

Feeling dumb Tai yang started to walk faster. How could he have been so dumb? What if he ended up walking around town with the kid and somehow got him hurt? He would have practically kidnapped and abused a kid if he had done that.

Exasperated with himself, Tai Yang stopped walking and looked around to see if there was anything to lie down on for the night. Even a soft patch of dirt would do just fine for the night.

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