Chapter 203 The Palm of Fire

Han Ruoli listened to the old boatman's words and spread out his palm. He didn't find anything strange. The old boatman held a pole and looked at him silently. Han Ruoli asked, "What's wrong with my hand?"

The old boatman asked with a smile, "Do you think this pair is very powerful? How can you break that stone pot? Even the lonely fairy can't be broken."

Only then did Han Ruoli remember that when he hit him, he did not seem to feel the scorching heat of the stone pot. The principle of Han Ruoli's doing this is based on the natural phenomenon that the stone will explode when it is burned by fire. Coupled with a strong internal force as an auxiliary, the stone pot must not be able to withstand it, but... Why didn't he feel it? What about the scorching heat?

The old boatman said, "Actually, you have always blamed her." This 'she' certainly refers to the lonely fairy.

Han Ruoli is stunned.

The old boatman continued: "Doing push-ups every day is to exercise your arm strength. The arm strength of the palm must be good, and you must take action quickly. Letting you rub pearls into powder with your hands is to test your internal strength. rubbing eggs with your hands requires you to master all kinds of strength, and take you to the stone pot to fish out the stones inside is to test whether you can skillfully use the palm of fire. The love of the palm of fire is emitted by internal forces, and the lonely fairy can exude it with both hands. The internal force heats the stone pot, and the full water inside will disappear in an hour. And you... broke the stone pot with one palm, which was beyond her expectations.

"The difference between a stone pot that is heated by fire and that is heated by internal forces. When it is heated by fire, the whole stone pot is hot. You press your hands and you are not burned, which means that you have become a fiery palm. She is not afraid of the temperature of the stone pot. Do you know how heavy the fire palm of the lonely fairy is?"

Chan Ruoli shook his head.

"Ninefold!" When the old boatman said this, a proud look flashed in his eyes, "But her nine-fold fiery palm is not as good as you for less than a month. You have broken through the nine-fold. She doesn't agree to save your little Yuer because she believes that you can already touch the cold poison in Xiao Yuer'er's body."

Han Ruoli suddenly realized that in addition to self-blame or self-blaming, he hurriedly said, "Old man, go back! Back to Guhong Garden.

"No need!" The boatman said, "She doesn't need your thanks. Go and save people. If you really know her, you will know how kind her heart is."

At this time, there was a bleak sound of the piano in Guhong Garden, but the sound of the piano was much more bitter in Han Ruoli. Looking silently at the direction of Gu Hongyuan, the corners of his eyes gradually blurred...

There was an extra memory on the way. Han Ruoli knew that he owed another favor. When the boat arrived at the shore, the old boatman said, "It's already dark. If you don't mind, come and have a drink with me and I'll live here."

Han Ruoli looked back at Guhong Garden on the island and followed the boatman to the small house on the shore. The hungry furnishings in the house were very simple. There was a small stove with a bed and a table next to it. It's very similar to the hut that feeds horses in Aojian Villa in Youzhou City.

The old boatman went out for a trip. When he came back, he had already taken a few dishes and two jars of wine, handed a jar to Han Ruoli, and then opened the mud seal and drank it.

Han Ruoli followed the old boatman's movements, raised the wine jar in his hand, and took a big sip. Wine is just ordinary wine. People who really know wine drink not wine but mood.

The old boatman seemed to be complaining and talking to Han Ruoli. He looked at the direction of Gu Hongyuan and said, "She still won't forgive me or herself. If a person carries too many memories, he will be tired of living. It's better to imprison himself like this and die alone."

Han Ruoli has no sympathy for the old boatman, but envies her. "At least you can look at her every day and accompany her day and night, but I don't even know where she is." Of course, the first 'she' refers to the lonely fairy, and the second 'she' refers to Ling Qianxue.

The old boatman said disapprovingly, "It's good to know that she is happy, but she is not happy. She hasn't laughed once for more than ten years before you came, but after you came, she has laughed many times."

Han Ruoli said, "Maybe it's ridicule?"

"You don't understand." The old boatman said, "Even if it's a mockery, I hope she will laugh at me, which proves that she is still emotional, but her expression has not changed for more than ten years. Do you believe it?"

If Han Ruoli doesn't believe it, no one will believe it.

The old boatman took a drink to relieve his sorrow, took a big sip and said, "So after you came, I'm very happy. Young man, if you were me, you would understand this feeling. I did something wrong to her. Since then, there has been no expression on her face. She came to this lonely garden in anger and did it from then on. A hermit, who turned a deaf ear and closed the curtain, as if the world had nothing to do with her. I have been trying to make up for my mistakes for more than ten years. With them day and night, I can only send some food as the last care. Other than that, she refuses to accept anything.

Han Ruoli doesn't understand this kind of woman. What does a woman look like? Women should be coquettish, angry, and easy to be coaxed. If a woman is angry and locks herself here for more than ten years... Such a woman can't understand it, and others don't understand it.

The dishes prepared by the old boatman were for Han Ruoli. He just kept drinking. Han Ruoli found that the old boatman was not old and only in his forties, but he was untidy and looked much older.

The old boatman silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, hugged the wine jar and said, "Young man, I respect you. It's you who let me see her long-lost smile. Thank you for this." With that, he picked up the jar and took a big sip.

Han Ruoli felt a little drunk and said, "Uncle, you are drunk. Drink less."

"I'm not drunk!" This is a common problem of drinkers, and they never admit that they are really drunk. "I'm just so happy, young man. I have to give you a piece of advice."

"What?" Han Ruoli has always had a kind of respect compared with his older people, which is the respect of the younger generation for their elders.

The old boatman said, "Don't hide it from your lover, don't hide anything, or you will regret it. Do you know what lying is?"

Han Ruoli shook his head and looked into the eyes of the old boatman. The old boatman said, "If you lie, you will be as speechless as we have for more than ten years. All regrets must be borne by the living, and will the dead be really relieved?"

Han Ruoli quietly looked at the old boatman and knew that he still had a lot to say. Sure enough, the old boatman held the wine jar and said, "You must not understand. It was a long time ago. I was still young, Gu Hong Fairy was still young, and there was another girl named Xinxin. Xinxin and Guhong Fairy are good friends, but I have always liked Guhong Fairy. One night I got drunk and got drunk in Xinxin's room. That night, I slept in Xinxin's room. I mistakenly thought Xinxin was Guhong Fairy and took over something that shouldn't have happened to her. When I woke up, everything was regretted. It's too late."

"Xinxin didn't blame me, but I told Xinxin not to let Gu Hongxian know about this. Xinxin was very wronged, but she also agreed. Out of Xinxin's room, I hid for several days and didn't dare to see their sisters. Until a few days later, Gu Hong Fairy found me and asked me what I had done to Xinxin that night. I said I didn't do anything, but the orphan fairy gave me a letter, and I was stunned after reading it. Speaking of this, the old boatman has burst into tears and slapped himself in the face and said, "I'm not a human. I don't deserve to be a man. Do you know what that letter says?"

The old boatman has cried, "That letter was Xinxin's last pen. She actually committed suicide. I never thought that her words hurt Xinxin so much. Xinxin wrote in the pen that she didn't blame me, but just felt that it didn't make me like her. She felt that there was no joy to live anymore. It's funny, so she committed suicide... Gu Hong Fairy and Xinxin are sisters. Since then, she has never said a word to me. She guards Xinxin's grave and lives alone in Guhong Garden. She wants to guard the last soul for Xinxin... So... Young people, don't lie to women and don't treat them. Love, you will be punished."

Han Ruoli squeezed his mouth and nodded slightly comfortingly. The old boatman would make such a mistake because he did not understand women and should treat different women in different ways. For example, Tang Ziyan was used to coax, and Ling Qianxue was... Han Ruoli suddenly didn't know how to describe Ling Qianxue, the stubborn girl, forever With loneliness and arrogance, she rejects people thousands of miles away. Even if she likes it, she has to pretend to be indifferent, but she also has a fragile side, as if her heart is made of glass, which will break when touched. What will happen to Ling Qianxue if she lies to Ling Qianxue?

Han Ruoli is really not sure. Ling Qianxue is too radical and can do anything...

The old boatman was drunk and used wine to relieve his worries. He could only speak very thoroughly. At dawn, Han Ruoli quietly left alone. Xiao Yuer was still waiting for him. The kindness of Gu Hong Fairy could only be reported again in the future.

He went all the way to Shushan and never closed his eyes for three days and nights. When he returned to Shushan, Han Ruoli was already exhausted.

The person who greeted her made Han Ruoli forget all the pain, because the man standing at the door of the Shushan School had soft silver hair, her eyes were always cold, and the smile on her face was so rare. His fingers were white and flawless, and her side face reflected the afterglow of the sunset...

Han Ruoli ran forward, but stopped in front of her and breathed the body fragrance emitted by Ling Qianxue, which reminded Han Ruoli a lot. Those passing days really could never come back.

Ling Qianxue looked at Han Ruoli in front of her without blinking, and her eyes changed from cold to gentle, like a pool of clear springs...

The accumulated thoughts for many days made Han Ruoli doubt whether this was a dream? I pinched myself fiercely. It really hurt so much. Obviously, it was true.

Ling Qianxue took a step forward and leaned on Han Ruoli's shoulder. Tears wet Han Ruoli's clothes. After many days of grievances, she could finally be vented. Han Ruoli held Ling Qianxue, and tears also left along the corners of her eyes. Han Ruoli's tears were heartbreaking tears. She was distressed that a girl who wanted to be bullied and had to face that There are so many right and wrong, but now, she is like a flying lonely goose, and finally returns to the branch that can inhabit, but this branch is just a foothold.

Ling Qianxue also doesn't know if this is the last meeting. She has long known that Han Ruoli is looking for her and Han Ruoli's whereabouts, but she doesn't want to meet her, because Ling Qianxue thinks she still has something to finish, but this time, she is not sure if she will have a chance to see Han Ruoli again in the future. So Ling Qianxue appeared and waited here for Han Ruoli.

Han Ruoli saw many people coming out of the Shushan faction, including Tang Ziyan. The disciples of the Shushan faction held the blades and blocked the door. They were very alert and even afraid of the "white-haired banshee".

Tang Ziyan's eyes were wet. She lowered her head and couldn't bear to continue watching. What is the mood of her beloved man holding another woman?

(I just went out for a drink and came back a little dizzy, so I want to be lazy tonight! Only two chapters can be updated???)