Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Zhang Zhenyi slowly narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Zhang Shougui opposite him. Zhang Shougui's delicate and beautiful face was expressionless at the moment. He nodded slightly at Zhang Zhenyi. At this point, a temporary alliance was born.

As we all know, the game of Landlord is about two farmers joining hands to fight against the evil capitalists, using all their thoughts and means just to defeat the landlord. Zhang Zhenyi and Zhang Shougui are no exception. A simple game of Landlord was turned into a battle to kill the enemy. Xiaoguan was not panicked at all in the face of the brutal fight between the two. Holding the good cards that even Qiuyue was shocked by, he easily suppressed the attacks of the two. After a series of moves, he threw the final trump card in the increasingly ugly faces of the two and completely won the hand.

"Ah, we won so quickly?!"

Qiuyue was very surprised. Zhang Zhenyi took a deep breath, smiled again and said, "Sister, can we play a few more games? I'm still a little unfamiliar with this for the first time."

Zhang Shougui put down the wooden sign in his hand, narrowed his eyes and continued with Zhang Zhenyi's words: "Yes, we didn't know how to play just now, so it ended so quickly. Sister, can you let me and my brother play a few more rounds?"

Qiuyue subconsciously looked at the small official beside her. The small official glanced at the two of them indifferently, turned back and nodded at Qiuyue, accepting the second invitation.

If you don't admit defeat, then fight until you admit defeat.

Qiuyue watched them fight seriously with stern faces, and finally she vaguely smelled the inexplicable scent of war.

It’s strange. Is it her illusion? Why does it seem like they are fighting so seriously? And why does the little official always win the title of landlord?

Zhang Shouxu brought a plate of fruit that had been cut at some point and placed it in front of Qiuyue. Seeing that she had a hint of doubt in her eyes and blinked from time to time, Zhang Shouxu tensed up all over at the sight of her confused look.

She is really easy to understand. Almost all her thoughts are revealed on her face. She looks so well-behaved.

I really want to hug her again...

Qiuyue was not confused for too long, because Zhang Shouxu reminded her that it was almost time for the children to go to bed. At this time, Xiaoguan, Zhang Zhenyi and Zhang Shougui had played nine games in a row again. Except for the occasional bad cards that made it impossible to win, Xiaoguan actually won six out of ten games. It was so good that it didn't seem like it was his first time playing.

During this period, Zhang Zhenyi and Zhang Shougui were initially a little awkward and didn't like to give cards to each other. They just played their own cards. It was not until they lost three games in a row that they finally put aside their previous dislike and worked together to fight against Xiaoguan. As a result, Xiaoguan lost the first game. After that, the remaining six games were three wins and three losses, with both sides taking turns to win. If the first four games are excluded, the winning rate of both sides can be said to be half and half, and such a winning rate seems normal.

"It's getting late, everyone should go to bed."

Qiuyue called for a halt after Zhang Shouxu finished speaking, and the children didn't refuse. Zhang Zhenyi stood up and said, "Sister, thank you for teaching us new games and new knowledge today. As for playing cards, we'll make a few more decks when we get home, so you don't have to take up your time playing games anymore."

Qiuyue had just put the cotton pudding on the table when she heard this and waved her hand. "It's okay, it's okay. I have plenty of time to play while you're at school anyway. Shouxu, give the children the piece of paper with the playing card pattern I drew this afternoon. They can use it as a reference."

Zhang Shouxu paused slightly, then responded and turned to get the blueprint Qiuyue wanted and handed it to Zhang Zhenyi. Zhang Zhenyi took it with both hands and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Xu."

Zhang Shouxu hummed lightly without much response, while Zhang Shougui had already raised his pretty little face and smiled cutely at Qiuyue: "Thank you, sister. See you tomorrow, brother will see you tomorrow too. I will miss you~"

Who doesn't like a good baby? Qiuyue was so adorable that she couldn't help but reach out and touch his head. When Zhang Shougui saw Qiuyue reaching out her hand, his eyes lit up and he spontaneously moved his little head over for Qiuyue to touch. The smile on his face couldn't be more genuine.

The eyes of the others who saw this scene also lit up. Zhang Zhenxian came over first, his eyes sparkling as he said, "Sister, sister, I will miss you too!"

Although Zhang Zhenchu ​​was a step behind, he still came to Qiuyue and said, "Me too, me too, sister!"

"Sister, me too!"

"Me too, me too!"

Before Qiuyue could react, the children around her immediately surrounded her. Qiuyue was stunned for a moment. This scene was too familiar. It was exactly the same as the group of people in the Northeast Archives after they turned into children. As long as one of them was touched on the head or hugged by her, the other children would immediately rush to follow, as if they were afraid that they would lose it if they were slow. At this moment, Zhang Zhenxian and the others had almost the same reaction. Qiuyue was not surprised by this. She just thought that all children were like this. She smiled with her eyebrows curved and reached out to touch the little heads one by one, saying softly: "Okay, okay, be good, be good. Sister will miss you too. We can see each other again tomorrow."

The children who successfully got a pat on the head from Qiuyue were all very excited. They didn’t expect that they could really get a pat. They thought it was impossible to hope for it!

Zhang Daochang, who was standing at the outermost part, did not join in. He just stood there quietly and watched. After Zhang Daotang, who had been successfully touched by Qiuyue, came out of the crowd, he looked at him puzzledly and asked, "Daochang, aren't you going to say goodbye to your sister? Your sister is very gentle, she will touch our heads."

Zhang Daochang shook his head. He looked at the beautiful and dreamy person and slowly lowered his eyes. His mind was recalling the words he heard in another school that day.

"Is he the coffin-maker in the clan?"

"It's really strange, white hair and white eyes."

"Why is he here? Is he going to school with us from now on?"

"I heard that because of his evil origin, the head instructor was afraid that he would displease Lord Linzu, so he sent him here specially."

"What? He was born evil, so they sent him here? We don't have Qilin blood to suppress evil. What if he really is an evil seed? He will kill us."

"Shhh, he's looking over here."

"Tsk, so what if he comes to look at me? Does he dare to hit me?"

"Okay, calm down. We're still classmates in the future."

"I don't want to be classmates with a monster. I advise you to stay away from him in the future. My dad said that this kind of person might suddenly turn into a dumpling one day. Be careful, he will bite you to death from behind."

"Pah, pah, pah, what unlucky words are you saying."

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, he's coming."

Zhang Daochang stood quietly in the aisle, looking at the other children of the Zhang family who avoided him like the plague, his snow-white eyes dimmed slightly.

So outside, other members of the Zhang family looked at him like this?

An unlucky thing that might turn into a rice dumpling?

In fact, he should have known this when the head teacher crossed him off the list and sent him to this school, right?

Although the head instructors usually treated him like everyone else, they still sent him away because of his background when faced with the possibility of angering the mythical beast Qilin. Ultimately, they still cared about his background...

Thinking back, it seemed that among all the people, only Zhang Daotang, who had the same white hair as him, didn't care about being friends with him. The other people in the school were just nodding acquaintances. As for the group of people who were against them, there was no need to mention them. They were too lazy to even look at him on weekdays.

In just one day, Zhang Daochang, who no longer had any friends around him, had quietly matured, and his eyes were no longer as pure and bright as a child's.

However, when Zhang Daochang didn't come closer, Qiuyue noticed him instead. After she touched the children's heads one by one, she subconsciously looked up at the person who had been standing at the edge and didn't come over. When she saw him standing there alone with his head down, he just shook his head and didn't react even when Zhang Daochang came over. Qiuyue couldn't help but think of his unique background. When she recalled that he had been attending other schools all day, words related to cold violence, peer rejection, and school bullying suddenly came to her mind.

Suddenly, Qiuyue vaguely remembered her past self.

In the past, she was an extremely socially anxious person. She had to wrap herself up tightly whenever she went out. When she was in school, she was called an ugly girl, and some people even deliberately set up a trap to bully and humiliate her. Although she did not feel very sad at the time, she still felt more or less uncomfortable in her heart. She had tasted the feeling of being excluded and bullied, and it was really bitter.

Put yourself in his shoes again. Zhang Daochang is a coffin boy. Ordinary people would want to stay away from him when they see him, not to mention that he is from the Zhang family, a family of tomb robbers. Such an evil origin is dangerous and uncertain in the eyes of tomb robbers. Even if Qiuyue herself thinks about it, she will subconsciously feel that if he goes to the tomb, it is very likely to attract some dirty things, not to mention tomb robbers. They will think more, for example, Zhang Daochang may turn into a zongzi or something like that.

His unusual birth not only made him less healthy than others, but also made the adults and children in his family look at him with strange eyes. Even his teacher sent him away for fear of offending the nobles. This was unbearable for anyone, let alone a child. Moreover...

Qiuyue turned around to look at the young official who was sitting obediently beside her, and her heart began to ache slightly.

Didn’t the minor official who had foreign blood and was disliked and excluded by the Zhang family suffer the same fate?

Zhang Daochang is simply the ancient version of a minor official.