Xue Zha himself couldn't tell why he wanted to save Sun Banxian, maybe it was because of the old liar's apology before he died, or it could be the memory of the scene when the old liar obscenely sent him acacia grass, or the look in the eyes of the guy when he took the initiative to sign a master-servant contract with him with the idiom [Dead Heart]......

"Hehe, it's just a matter of doing something, where are so many reasons. ”

This was Xue Zhe's last thought before he fell unconscious, and he immediately fell into a drowsy darkness and lost consciousness.

The proprietress closed the door of the inn, and forty tables with the first four lines of the poem "The Beauty" were also moved into the hall of the inn by her and Wang Wu, and all the literati who came to pay their respects or had bad intentions were cut off by him.

When she had done all this, she went to the stable in the backyard, opened a haystack and opened a hole in the earth below, from which she took out a black wooden box with a red rope tied to a cross reed, and took out a palm-sized disc from it.

The proprietress gently pressed it against the side of her face, feeling the coldness on it, and after a while, she tilted her head back and took a deep breath, and the tears rolling in her eyes were pressed back into her eyes by this strong woman.

"I know you trust me the most, and no one but me knows that you were already a lifter. But today, I want to live, I want to keep the inn, so I can only give this literary plate that you have worked hard to leave to me and my child to that little brother. ”

The proprietress whispered to herself, and she slowly walked out of the stable with the palm-sized white disc, and she kept touching it with her hands along the way, like the greasy and crooked bed she had been lying on the bed with that amazing proprietor many years ago, and her heart unconsciously flooded with a trace of long-lost sweetness.

But when the proprietress walked up the stairs, behind her, Wang Wu suddenly appeared.

He confronted the proprietress in a voice that suppressed his anger: "Have you really changed your mind......?" This is left by the owner to Xiao Hu, you ...... You took it out for a kid you've only known for two days, don't you really like him?"

The proprietress shook suddenly, she seemed to have been shot by an arrow, her body kept shaking, she almost couldn't stand and fell backwards, but she still didn't fall down the stairs with the help of Wang Wudi.

Two lines of tears slipped down her face, and she pointed to her heart and said, "Wang Wu, after so many years, you have tried countless times, can't you still confirm my heart for the owner?"

"This plate was left by him to Han'er, but ...... But Han'er is still young, and when he returns from his studies, this plate ...... This inn, including you and me Master Li, can we really still be here?"

The proprietress shook her head and kept saying, "I can't keep it, Wang Wu, everything can't be saved." ”

"I heard that Lord Fu Yin is about to be promoted, as soon as he leaves, can the four major families really tolerate you and me? Not to mention that Bai Da died in us yesterday, don't you really know what kind of cultivation and means that old thing of the Bai family is?"

The proprietress cried so much that her eyes were red, and she held the Wenqi plate in both hands and handed it to Wang Wu.

"You take it, you choose, are you willing to make this dilemma?"

"Although Xue Zha is sometimes not very serious, his mouth is a little flowery, but he is willing to die to save Sun Banxian, he dares to kill Bai Da to be angry for you and me, such a person is in trouble, shouldn't we stretch out our hands to help him?"

The proprietress cried as she spoke, and her hands kept shaking up and down.

Wang Wu looked at the Wenqi disk that was shaking endlessly in front of his eyes, his eyes were in a trance, and he seemed to see the Tianjiao who was peerless and overwhelmed the entire Anlu Mansion generation again.

"Owner...... You shouldn't have left this plate for Xiao Yan in the first place, otherwise you wouldn't have been ambushed on the way to the imperial examination!"

Wang Wu caught the Wen Qi disk, and muddy tears flowed from his eyes, he knew that what the boss lady said was right, and now, they had no other choice.

"Let's go...... I'm going to make this decision, and I'm going underground, I told the owner. ”

Wang Wu wiped his tears with the back of his hand, he held the Wenqi pan with one hand and pulled the wrist of the proprietress with the other, even at this time, he never dared to exceed the rules, the woman of the owner was his master of Wang Wu!

The two of them went to Xue Zha's room and directly stuffed the palm-sized disc into Xue Zha's mouth little by little.

Xue Zha seems to have had a long, long dream, in the dream, he memorized three poems at the age of three, and he was already a "genius child" in ten miles and eight towns; at the age of five, he could easily recite ten poems, and at that time, even the eldest man in the county town would personally go to his house to condole; but his father, in order to improve the life of the family, forcibly delayed him for ten years, and used the poems he learned and the excellent calligraphy to earn his family and the family of seven aunts and eight aunts a fortune that no one could spend in several lifetimes.

It was only at this time that he left his hometown and came to Jian'an City, successfully participated in the children's examination and passed it easily, becoming the most talented young man in the area of Anlu Mansion.

Then his parents came to Jian'an City again under the prodding of the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt, and they relied on the importance of Lord Yin to themselves and began to do mischief in Jian'an City.

These poor relatives who have no education, no quality, and no bottom line don't even pay attention to the people of the four major families, and they even learn from those family children who have been inherited for hundreds of years to care about people's lives, and then ...... And then there was no then, he died, died on the way to the imperial examination.

As soon as he died, the group of relatives was retaliated by the four major families.

Those who should be killed are killed, those who should be assigned to the army are assigned to the army, and some people who have not done too many evil things have also ended up confiscating all their property and sending them back to their hometowns.

There was only one child and one plate, which became the only hope for the survival of that woman and that inn.

Xue Zhe in the dream many times with the enchanting proprietress lingering sympathy, he anxiously waited outside the proprietress delivery room, he also happily teased the child with the proprietress together, he for the proprietress for the child on the eve of the examination Xiucai, condensed most of his efforts to burn a plate with countless poems he mastered in a hole under the haystack in the stable of the inn, and then he was killed on the way to the imperial examination, among the people who killed him, there was Bai Da's father, Bai Yugui, the head of the Bai family.

Xue Zhe finished this long dream, he let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the eyes of the proprietress crying blankly.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his arms around the woman's neck, and then he was stared at by a pair of murderous eyes, let go of his hands, and raised them into the air to show harmlessness.

"Well, if I say I had a dream and experienced everything that your host went through, it was just instinctive......"

"I believe it!"

Wang Wu and the proprietress nodded in unison and said, which made Xue Zha even more embarrassed.

But Xue Zha was a master who had studied "Thick Black Studies", and his face was as thick as the corner of the city wall, so he forcibly turned the topic to Sun Banxian after two breaths of silence.

"What's wrong with that old liar? Don't Lao Tzu desperately save him, he's still going to die, right?"

As soon as Xue Zha's words fell, a cheap voice sounded behind the proprietress.

"Childe...... Childe, they're here!"

Immediately, a squinting and obscene face was sent to Xue Zha, and as soon as he saw the iconic long beard, he smiled and stretched out his hand and scolded: "Who made you pretend to be crazy with others?"

"Let you make trouble for me, let you keep ruining my good deeds, why didn't you cut your little brother with a knife!"

Xue Zha had just recovered with the help of the power of the Wen Qi Disk, but his body had not fully recovered, and it didn't hurt to hit Sun Banxian.

But this old liar was like being reborn as a child, and he ran around the bed where Xue Zhe was lying like crazy, as if to be more like a real child, and the bearded old liar also spread his arms and bent down to learn to duck walking.

"Oops, oops, oops, kill me, kill me, son!"