Master always wants to touch my tail after dressing up as a little milk fox

In the open field, the two rows of disciples in the T-class were practicing the mantra that Mr. Lin had just taught. From time to time, someone let out an exclamation, and a cluster of small flames ignited on their fingertips.

Qin Modong looked here and there, feeling a little envious, but he stretched out his fingers for a long time, and recited the formula in his heart countless times, but there was not even a single spark.

Slowly, the fingertips of all the people in the T-shaped class were already on fire, and even Wen Ruan, who was usually silly, succeeded in one attempt, leaving only Qin Mo.

Teacher Lin watched the flames ignited on the fingertips of the disciples one by one, and then blew them out. He nodded, somewhat satisfied.

"You practiced well today."

A disciple in the team whispered: "Master, the new disciple who just arrived is not good enough."

Master Lin turned around and saw that Qin Mo was still raising his hand, silently reciting formulas, but his fingertips didn't respond at all.

Mr. Lin walked over and demonstrated it to Qin Mo again.

"When you are practicing, you need to transmit ideas from your mind to your fingertips. You need to move your brain and calm your heart. You can't just move your mouth." Mr. Lin said.

Qin Mo nodded, and kept repeating "on fire, on fire" in his mind according to his meaning, but his fingers just didn't respond at all.

Qin Mo was anxious, everyone was looking at him, but there was nothing he could do.

After standing in front of Qin Mo for a long time, Teacher Lin finally sighed, turned around and walked to the side again.

"Forget it, you can practice on your own in private, let's continue to learn other things."

As soon as Mr. Lin left, Qin Mo also felt a little helpless and wanted to give up. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, a large fire burst out from his fingertips. The fire was so strong that it almost surrounded his hand.

Qin Mo was startled, screamed suddenly, subconsciously shook his hand, trying to throw the fire out.

The fire was thrown away, but it just happened to fall on the hem of Mr. Lin who had just walked away. A large ball of fire rose very well, but in an instant, it burned through his hem of clothes, and then the fire continued to spread. spread.

Some disciples around noticed it, pointed to Mr. Lin's clothes and said, "It's on fire, that's on fire."

Several disciples came to their senses and rushed forward to help put out the fire, but the fire was extremely tenacious and still spreading.

It happened that there was a fat man wearing an apron passing by with a bucket, Qin Mo quickly reacted, ran over and snatched the bucket, lifted it with some difficulty, and poured it on Mr. Lin.

After a bucket of water went down, the flames on the clothes were finally completely extinguished.

Qin Mo heaved a sigh of relief, returned the bucket to the uncle, and thanked him politely.

"...This." The man was hesitant to speak, but he nodded after taking a look and left.

"I just taught you something, and I started to use it. Is it in time?" Mr. Lin's clothes were burnt through a big hole, and the skin on his legs was exposed, and he stood in the crowd a little red from the heat.

"Who is it? Stand up for yourself."

Teacher Lin looked at the group of people around him, but didn't look at Qin Mo alone, because he was the only one in the class who didn't learn.

A group of people shook their heads one after another, and finally a weak voice sounded from the side.

"It's me, I'm sorry." Qin Mo apologized with his head down.

He really didn't do it on purpose, it's just that his hand caught fire, and he threw it out as soon as he was afraid of subconsciously.

"You?" Master Lin turned around, still in disbelief.

Qin Mo nodded: "It's me, it caught fire just now, and I threw it out as soon as I was afraid."

"You...? You come with me, and the others continue with the class."

Mr. Lin walked in front wearing trousers with exposed legs, Qin Mo bowed his head and followed behind, and there was still Wen Ruan who followed consciously behind him.

In the tea room, Chu Wei was drinking tea while flipping through the book in his hand, when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a burnt smell mixed with a stuffy smell came in, making him frown slightly.

Mr. Lin led Qin Mo with his head bowed behind his back, and Wen Ruan, who followed Qin Mo happily, walked in.

Chu Xi lowered his head, his gaze stayed on Mr. Lin's half-burnt pants for a while, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

"It's almost summer, Mr. Lin is much cooler. It's just this smell..."

Mr. Lin sighed, sat by the table on one side, looked down at his legs, fortunately the fire was extinguished in time, but it was slightly red but there was no burn, but just put out the fire with swill, the smell was too unpleasant smell.

"Master Chu, you disciple, you should take it back and teach it yourself. Look at how it has become in the past half a day." Master Lin sighed again, "I only came to Luoxian Mountain for safety. It's too scary."

The fire was put out today, otherwise he would have been burned.

Chu Wei looked at Qin Mo who had kept his head down after entering the room, stood up and waved to him.

"come over."

Qin Mo looked at him, walked slowly to Chu Wei's side, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Chu Xi felt a little distressed seeing him like this, his own little fox has always been showing off his might, very airy, this is the first time he has seen this appearance of bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

Chu Xi pulled him into his arms, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Qin Mo didn't speak, Wen Ruan, who was next to him, ran to Chu Xi, blinked and said: "Uncle, Mo Mo is very powerful, there is a big fire in his hand, Mo Mo is the biggest fire in the class."

Wen Ruan made gestures with his hands, and Mo Mo was the most powerful.

Chu Wei instantly understood that the fire was too big and burned people, so the little fox was sent over again.

Chu Wei pinched Qin Mo's cheeks, hugged him in his arms, and looked at Mr. Lin next to him.

"My little disciple doesn't know anything. I'm just learning today. I hope Mr. Lin will forgive me. I will teach him spiritual practice in the future." Chu Wei looked at Mr. Lin's bare legs, "Mr. Lin I'd better go back and change clothes first, and rest today, sorry."

Mr. Lin looked at his calf that was still exposed, and felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly got up and said goodbye.

Chu Xi looked at Wen Ruan who was on the side again, and patted his head.

"Ruan Ruan, go back, let me know, and go back to school to study today."

Wen Ruan still wanted to see Qin Mo, but his little uncle was there, so he was still obedient, so he nodded and left too.

When there were only two people left in the room, Chu Xi pulled the little fox out of his arms, pinched his cheek angrily and funny, and was forced to lift his face to look at himself.

"This time, Mr. Lin's clothes were burned, and you are still wronged."

Qin Mo was pinched and forced his lips to pout, he moved but couldn't break free from Chu Xi's hand, he could only be pinched by him, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"No grievance...it's...my fault."

Qin Mo also knew that it was all his fault, he just felt a little embarrassed to face Mr. Lin, just now he saw that Mr. Lin's legs were roasted red.

Chu Xi let him go, sat back on the seat he had just taken, pulled Qin Mo over to sit on his lap, and pinched the tip of Qin Mo's nose.

"Don't learn it for the time being, or you will become a roast fox someday."

The spiritual power contained in the little fox's body is too deep, and he can't control it for the time being, Chu Wei is afraid that he will hurt himself at that time.