On the top of the snow peak, the cold wind howls, but in the cave at the same altitude, it is as warm as spring.
In the hollow of the wall, there is a fist-sized flint not far away, and there are also several pieces of flint piled up in the charcoal basin on the edge of the corner of the room.
Flint only exists inside the volcano. The stone is hot and can emit warm heat. It is a precious forging material. However, Ming Shi used it as charcoal.
The smoke and dust produced by the burning of charcoal fires affect the air, making it easy to feel stuffy, and it is not easy for the body to stay for a long time. Therefore, Ming Shi thought about using other objects similar to warm jade instead. Flint is very rare and precious in some people's eyes, but there are many in Ming Shi's collection that can pile up into mountains.
Ming Shi once looked at a pile of flints and felt that it was extremely annoying, but now that he can play a role on Mo Fan, he can't help but feel lucky that he didn't throw all of them to those people at the beginning.
What Ming Shi regards as an eyesore and useless things are treasures in the fantasy world for his followers. So, obviously he just cleaned up his inventory, and the group of servants who were gradually recognized by him became more and more loyal.
Ming Shi is not a pedantic person. He rarely walks in the world, but there are times when he must go down the mountain. With a group of servants, everything will be more convenient. It's just that the other party's decision whether to stay or not is out of his consideration. He will use those who stay, and he will not keep those who leave.
The room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of pages being turned. Mo Fan sat in front of the table, staring at the pages of the book with a straight attitude, his eyes were fixed, his face was flushed.
Ming Shi sat cross-legged on the futon on one side, and opened his eyes when he heard Mo Fan's slightly hasty voice.
The young man sat upright, with his back straight, but his eyes were flickering. At the same time, the shortness of breath exposed his restless heart.
"What's wrong?"
Ming Shi's sudden voice seemed to frighten Mo Fan. He shuddered, closed the book subconsciously, and stammered, "No, it's nothing."
Ming Shi stretched out his hand, "Give me the book."
"Teacher, master." Although he took the book from the bookshelf, he had never seen the contents of the book, and he subconsciously felt that he couldn't show it to Ming Shi.
Ming Shi didn't speak any more, just looked at him with calm eyes. Mo Fan couldn't hold it back, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.
Mo Fan rolled his eyes, moved his legs, and adjusted his sitting posture. With his head lowered, he glanced quickly at Ming Shi from time to time, but Ming Shi's eyes never moved away from Mo Fan.
Mo Fan handed over the folded thin book, bowed his head and said, "Master."
Ming Shi didn't pick it up right away, but just when Mo Fan couldn't help but want to look up at the other party, he lightened his hand and the book was in the other party's hand.
Turning a page, Ming Shi's face suddenly changed.
No matter how big the waves are, it is difficult to cause Ming Shi's mood swings. But just now, after reading only one page of the book, he couldn't hide the shock and sullen emotion on his face.
"Where did it come from?"
"Books, from the bookshelf."
Before the book was closed, what appeared on the light yellow paper was not lines of words, but a picture. Moreover, it is still a fragrant = charming picture page.
In the painting, the two men are entangled in an intimate posture. The relatively tall man is pressing the young man under him, the clothes on his body are not concealed, and the skin is faintly visible.
This is actually a picture book in the room for men and women!
"In the future, don't read such books."
Mo Fan answered "Yes" obediently, and asked curiously, "Master, what are they doing?"
"Xiaofan will know in the future."
"Can't you know now?"
"Um."
"Then when will I know?"
Mo Fan has always had a strong thirst for knowledge, and Ming Shi knows it very well. He was awkward in his heart, but he said calmly, "When Xiaofan becomes a strong enough magician."
Hearing Ming Shi's words, Mo Fan didn't ask any more questions.
After a while, Mo Fan said awkwardly, "Master, am I uncomfortable?"
Ming Shi asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know, it's just very uncomfortable."
"Where is it uncomfortable?" Ming Shi looked Mo Fan carefully from top to bottom, and was about to go over to get a pulse.
"Here." Mo Fan pointed to the bottom of the case.
Ming Shi: …
"Master." Mo Fan's eyes were already glowing with moisture, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down, and he said aggrievedly, "I don't know why, but I started to feel uncomfortable when I saw the picture book."
Ming Shi coughed lightly and said, "It will be fine after a while."
"But it's been a while."
"Be patient."
Mo Fan looked at Ming Shi sadly, and picked up another book to read, but he couldn't read it. The scenes in the album clearly appeared in his mind, the more he wanted to forget, the more clearly he remembered.
"Master," Mo Fan was about to cry, "I will never forget."
Since Ming Shi was an adult, Momo hadn't been interested in such reading materials. Even so, I have seen other people being crazy about it.
The youth is full of energy and vigorous. It is normal for people to see such picture albums soon after they become adults and find it difficult to calm down.
Speaking of it, this is also an aspect that needs to be educated and guided. Shouldn't he avoid it? Now he is relaxed, but what if the young man is bewitched by others to do something wrong, or let others take advantage of him? Teenagers always have to go down the mountain to practice.
Ming Shi did a good job of mental construction and explained the great harmony of life to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan asked, "But why are there two men in the book?"
"This is a wrong path, Xiao Fan should not learn from it."
"But," Mo Fan sneaked a sneaky look at Ming Shi, and said cautiously, "The one I dreamed about was also a man."
He was dumbfounded.
It is the right way for a man and a woman to get along, but Ming Shi has seen a lot, and he has heard a lot about men and women falling in love. For thousands of years, he had a very indifferent view of heterosexual or homosexual love in his heart.
However, Xiaofan has just grown up, and he always wants to guide the other party into the right path. Now listening to what Mo Fan said, it seems that this is the case
In this case, Ming Shi did not force it. He has seen too many objections and curses from people close to him. It should be the person most in need of understanding and trust from the other party, but it has become the one that hurts the most. Ming Shi is unwilling to do so.
"No matter whether Xiao Fan likes a man or a woman, Master will support you."
"Thank you, Master." Mo Fan opened his eyes and looked at him, "I like Master the most."
Ming Shi took it for granted, "When Xiaofan meets someone he likes in the future, he won't say that."
"No, no matter who he meets, Xiaofan likes Master the most. No, he only likes Master, Xiaofan should not like others."
Ming Shi's heart warmed up, "It's good that you have this kind of heart."
Suddenly, Mo Fan pursed his lips, "Master, I still feel uncomfortable. Master, can you help me? Just like the old massage?"
Whenever there is discomfort in the body, Ming Shi's massage will always play a key role. At this moment, Mo Fan took it for granted that Ming Shi could help him relieve the pain.
Ming Shi actually has other ways to stop Mo Fan from being disturbed by it, but the method of acupoints is not good for the body after all, so he is a little hesitant. And, does it have to be done this way every time
"Is Master not willing to help me?" Mo Fan asked disappointedly.
Ming Shi couldn't see Mo Fan's disappointed eyes the most. Illusion practice does not pay attention to the storage of essence and energy, Ming Shi himself rarely has desires, and needs very little, but he also knows that avoiding it and keeping it secret is not a good strategy.
"Master teaches you."
Mo Fan followed Ming Shi's words, moved through the clothes, but still couldn't get the point. Instead, he felt more and more uncomfortable, and his eyes suddenly misted, "Master, I can't, can you teach me? Master, I feel uncomfortable. "
When handing over the book, Mo Fan was worried that Ming Shi would notice the abnormality on his body, so he leaned against the desk. At this moment, in order to show off his learning achievements, he stepped out of the desk and sat in front of Ming Shi.
Every time he practiced a new spell, he would let Ming Shi watch it.
Ming Shitui said, "This is a private matter, Xiaofan should not do it in front of the teacher. And this matter, you need to take off your clothes."
"But otherwise, how does master know if I'm doing the right thing?" Mo Fan didn't realize it. "And, in Xiaofan's heart, master is the one who can know everything about Xiaofan."
Ming Shi explained the meaning of the word "close person" to Mo Fan before, but this should not be used in such places.
"The two are not the same."
"What's the difference?" Mo Fan said arrogantly, "Master will bully me with words."
Ming Shi: …
Say no, don't say no, how does this make him answer
Ming Shi panicked, Mo Fan had already pulled his lower garment up to the heels of his legs, revealing his discomfort, "Look, master, is it like this?"
The slender white fingers flicked back and forth, Ming Shi's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to avoid it.
"Xiaofan, you go to the inner room."
"No," Mo Fan said angrily, "Master, I still can't do it. If you don't help me, Master, Xiao Fan is very sad."
Knowing that this person is used to playing tricks, Ming Shi still couldn't help but soften his heart, "I will only teach you once as a teacher."
Mo Fan couldn't help nodding, "Okay. Master, I'm so smart, if you teach me once, I will definitely be able to."
Ming Shi stopped.
Not to mention how the teaching process was, as soon as it was over, Ming Shi got up and urged Mo Fan to go into the bathroom to freshen up. Seeing that Mo Fan was dawdling and doing nothing, Ming Shi directly bent down and carried him into the bathroom, leaving a sentence "I will help you with your clothes", before turning and leaving.
When he left, the cold figure still looked calm and unhurried, but Mo Fan didn't miss Ming Shi's stagger when he got up, and his stepping faster than usual.
Behind him, Mo Fan evoked a sly smile.
Indoors, Ming Shi took out clean obscene clothes from the closet, stood still, and did not enter the bathroom immediately.
His fingers gripping the hem of his clothes were a little tight, and for the first time a distressed look appeared between his brows.
It was because of the atmosphere of the scene, not because he had other thoughts. Ming Shi's lowered eyes glanced at his different parts, took a deep breath, and said firmly.
The body temperature that has been constant all year round is slightly hot, and the heartbeat is also a little faster. Ming Shi sat cross-legged, calming his out-of-control body.