The pen, ink, paper, inkstone and lunch box containing food were all placed in the bag beside Lu Tao, and after a morning of classes, it was time for a break at noon.

The teacher in the gray coat walked away, and there were more sounds like flies and mosquitoes echoing in the small space in the classroom, which was somewhat annoying, Lu Tao probably knew what place this was, this was Mengxue, although he didn't know why the owner of this body was obviously from a rich family, but he still chose this place that was not special as the place to practice Mengxue. Is it because the teacher's original facts are rare, or is there any other plan? Lu Tao does not know.

And why did the students of the same age around him look at him with that kind of look? Lu Tao didn't understand it even more, and he couldn't dig deeper if he wanted to, this body didn't listen to the call at all, and he was already preparing for lunch.

The wooden lunch box has two layers, one of which is two steamed buns, and the other is vegetables, Lu Tao doesn't know what age it is, but there are only boiled or steamed vegetables in the box containing vegetables, and Lu Tao didn't see the shadow of stir-frying.

The little hand picked up the steamed bun and the chopsticks in it, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and a handful of soil was spilled into the lunch box. Even the steamed buns in his hand were covered with a layer of gray and black soil.

"Oh...... Sorry, I didn't mean to, though...... Since it's a monster, don't eat so delicately, right?" another somewhat sharp voice sounded, it was the person who had just sprinkled the soil into Lu Tao's lunch box, he looked at least a head taller than the other children here, and his body was too strong to speak, and he showed a playful smile as he spoke.

Lu Tao: "......"

This little brat!

The steamed buns stained with dust in his hands were pinched into a thin layer by a pair of small hands, and the somewhat sharp voice sounded again: "Oh, I've apologized, hahaha, I know you have a lot of strength, but it hurt a lot yesterday! But the teacher said that if there is a second time, you don't need to come to school, it's a big deal that I was beaten by my father, and you will be miserable! I wonder if I can find a teacher who is willing to teach you?"

"Hmph!" Lu Tao's body snorted, then put down the steamed bun in his hand, repacked it along with the other half contaminated by the soil, and silently put it back into the bag beside him.

After doing this, the little hands picked up some large brushes again, and began to practice what the teacher had taught today on the spread out white paper.

"Wow!"

The water flowing down from above soaked the paper on the low table, and the written words also turned into a bleak ink that could not be seen in its original appearance, and the hands holding the pen stopped in mid-air, and Lu Tao could hear the creaking noise emitted by the bamboo pen.

In fact, Lu Tao had already seen the ill-will in the eyes of passers-by, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just slipped my hand, my hand slipped!"

This time it was a different person, and the voice was equally naïve, but the banter in it didn't feel like there was any less than the person just now, Lu Tao felt the anger from the body, and thought that this body was finally going to fight back, but the anger gradually disappeared, put down the pen in his hand, and began to clean up the mess in front of him.

The writing paper is very absorbent, and the absorbent paper swells up like a ball of marshmallows, and after cleaning up this wet lump of black and white paper, the teacher in the gray coat returns, and the afternoon class starts again.

Lu Tao listened to the ancient text in the mouth of the teacher in front of him, and was a little drowsy, but the body attached to his consciousness sat upright, without the paper, less of the process of practicing on the paper in the morning, but with a momentary gaze, even when Lu Tao was in school, he had never listened so carefully.

At the end of the afternoon class, Lu Tao, who had packed up his things, was controlled by his body and walked out, Lu Tao breathed a sigh of relief, is it finally over?

Also, when will this dream wake up? Lu Tao doesn't want to just keep attending classes here and listening to those boring ancient texts, which is undoubtedly an incomparable torment for modern people who have received modern education and a lot of information.

"Hmm!" There was a pain in his body, Lu Tao heard the muffled snort of this body, and turned around, but there were several people of all sizes who were throwing stones in their hands.

Another fist-sized stone smashed over, Lu Tao felt a hot pain on his head, and wiped his hand up, but it was red.

"Oh, he's hurt, the monster is hurt!"

The children with the stones let out a cheer and ran away.

On the other side, the morning carriage slowly stopped beside Lu Tao, and the coachman chased him out with a brisk step: "You little rabbits, don't let me see you next time!"

Seeing that the children ran away, the coachman hurriedly ran back, he tore off a white cloth from under the hem of his clothes and wrapped it around the wound on Lu Tao's head, and then knelt down: "Childe...... It's all my fault!

“...... Forget it, let's go back quickly, it's too late, and my mother will have to worry about it again. ”

"Yes!

The coachman jumped up, helped Lu Tao's body get into the car, and then drove the carriage to the back road.

Sitting on the rickety carriage, Lu Tao's body leaned against the side of the car wall, his eyes still looking at the street outside.

Lu Tao not only had a headache, but also felt a wave of hunger coming from his body, sighed, and Lu Tao began to pity the original owner of this body.

After such a day, Lu Tao has been able to confirm that this is not an ordinary dream, it is impossible for an ordinary dream to dream of something so detailed, and time does not jump at all, every second and minute passes, if the dream is so troublesome, I am afraid that the dreamer will be exhausted to death.

Lu Tao is still a little suspicious of the identity of this body, he doesn't know what the child he is possessed now has to do with the role of the groom he played before, whether it is the maid in the morning, or the coachman who is driving the car in front now, Lu Tao has never seen it, after all, the people who entered the space before were all playing the role in it with their own true faces, which is very bad, Lu Tao can't tell who is who at all, and he can't figure out the time.

So, why did you get attached to this child?

The carriage continued to staggered forward, and after a while, the scenery outside the window changed again, the high courtyard wall began to appear, the speed of the carriage slowed down, and the sound of the wheels hitting the bluestone slab was a little noisy, but Lu Tao knew that it was almost home.

The carriage stopped at the door, Lu Tao followed his body out of the carriage, and then walked all the way to the courtyard, and when he was halfway there, he met the maid in the morning.

"Ah...... Master, what's wrong with you?!"

The girl in the green skirt saw the current appearance of Lu Tao's body, and ran over with small steps, with a panicked expression, and was supported by the maid on her forehead, Lu Tao felt a hot pain, lighter!

"I'm fine, don't tell my mother yet!"

"Young Master......"

"Let's go, let's go back to the house first. ”

Lu Tao listened to the conversation between his body and the maid as a bystander, from a day's observation, the original owner of this body had a very good personality, born in a large family, but he was not arrogant or impatient, in the face of bullying, he can also measure the gains and losses, instead of fighting back regardless of it, if he can grow up with such a character, then he will definitely grow into an excellent person, right?

returned to the morning house with the maid, the maid rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the medicine for the bandage, Lu Tao was carried by the body and leaned on the side of the bed.

After the maid had bandaged her wounds, she brought a mirror.

Lu Tao looked at his face in the mirror and finally understood what the crux was.

In the mirror, there is a handsome face, although the facial features have not yet opened, but there is a faint heroic spirit, especially the eyes, bright and deep.

Except for those two horns on the top of the head.