Shi Tianwu shared with you the magnetic field rotation

Is Chapter 241 scary? Yes, it's very scary.

What are you drawing?

"You can't even see that?"

Snapped--! !

I took a picture of the little monk's bald head by the roadside; the sound was very clear and crisp.

"How rude!!" The little monk looked up at the roadside.

"Are you Zen Master Wuchao?" someone asked by the roadside.

"No," the chubby monk replied.

"You just scribble in someone's house, won't they punish you when they get home? We're just passing by, what if Zen Master Wuchao thinks it was that brat Chenxiang who scribbled there?"

"Look at my painting, can the kid next to you paint this?" the chubby monk said, quite dissatisfied.

Chenxiang stood in front of the mountain wall, looking up at the little fat monk's painting.

There's a mountain in the painting, and a temple on the mountain...

This temple is quite peculiar.

Green tiles and red walls, two round windows, a large gate in the middle, and a flagpole standing tall in the courtyard.

If you think about it for a moment, isn't this just the structure of a human face?

Chenxiang smiled as he looked at the small temple in the mural.

"Hey kid, don't just focus on the temple I painted! What about the surrounding mountain scenery?" The chubby monk turned to chat with Chenxiang after seeing that someone was appreciating his painting.

The comical little temple is built on a lonely mountain, which is covered with snow, yet plum blossoms are budding. It seems lonely and desolate, but in fact it is full of vitality.

"My painting is only one step away from being finished," the chubby monk said to Chenxiang.

"What's still missing?" Chenxiang asked.

"The figure in the painting is still missing."

After saying that, the chubby monk jumped into the painting.

Now the temple on the mountain in the painting has a little monk.

“Nonsense,” he said to the painting from the roadside.

By the roadside, Chenxiang and Lu Bian watched as the chubby little monk in the mural shivered from the cold. The little monk drew a circle in the snow and enclosed himself in it. Then, the circle he drew turned into a warm fire circle, warming his body inside.

The two looked at the mural for a while, watching the chubby monk entertain himself in the painting. The little monk was just playing, so they continued down the mountain.

He didn't feel anything by the roadside, but the image of the little monk drawing circles in the snow kept appearing in Chenxiang's mind.

Suddenly, Chenxiang had a flash of inspiration. He also drew a circle on the ground, and his magical power was activated through this circle.

"Huh? Chenxiang, you've mastered it?"

Faced with inquiries from people on the roadside, Chenxiang felt somewhat lost.

It seems so.

Chenxiang simply watched the little monk in the mural demonstrate the magic of drawing circles, and he subconsciously learned it on his own.

However, Chenxiang did not know what the effect of this spell was; it seemed to be just a small spell that could warm people up in winter.

Chenxiang had never read "Journey to the West" and was unaware of the Great Sage's magic, so naturally he didn't think in that direction.

However, Lu Bian thought about it for Chen Xiang. He just thought about it, but didn't say anything to Chen Xiang.

Saying it aloud will raise expectations for agarwood.

Having excessively high expectations is not a good thing.

If something similar happens again, then I can confidently tell Chenxiang.

After descending from Mount Futu, the two continued westward.

The traces left by the refugees along the way are very clear, after all, they ate, drank, relieved themselves, and slept on this road.

One evening, Lu Bian and Chen Xiang stood on the mountain road and looked ahead. The place where the sun was setting looked like it was burning with fire.

"We must have arrived at the place plagued by rats." Along the way, he silently compared the scene he and Chenxiang saw at sunset to the scene in "Journey to the West." The scene was described as "the sun setting behind the western mountains, hiding a fire mirror."

That place where the fire mirror was hidden was formerly the Eight Hundred Yellow Wind Territory.

Hundreds of years ago, the Great Sage encountered the Yellow Wind Demon here. He fought the Yellow Wind Demon to a draw in martial arts, but was blown away by the Yellow Wind Demon's Samadhi Divine Wind in terms of supernatural powers.

The Yellow Wind Monster was originally a yellow-haired weasel that had attained enlightenment at the foot of Mount Ling. It was subdued by Bodhisattva Lingji with his Flying Dragon Staff and brought back to Mount Ling to see the Buddha.

"Okay."

"What brings Chenxiang here?"

He wanted to say something about wiping someone's butt, but he knew that the gods were watching, and if he said it out loud, someone might hear him, so he kept it to himself.

With the Great Sage Yellow Wind gone, the Samadhi Divine Wind no longer blows in this place, and the name of the Eight Hundred Li Yellow Wind Territory gradually disappeared into the long river of history...

A gust of wind blew by, carrying sand and gravel, causing the roadside trees and agarwood to close their eyes.

There is no Yellow Wind Monster's Samadhi Divine Wind, but there is endless sandstorm.

We saw a village by the roadside and entered it together with Chenxiang.

It's an empty village.

The village well was dry, and when people went down to the bottom of the well from the roadside, they found that they could only use buckets to scoop up yellow sand.

They say there's a rat infestation, but from the roadside perspective, even without the rat infestation, people couldn't survive in this place.

As far as the eye can see, there is only bare earth, without a trace of green vegetation, not a single tree or blade of grass. If there is even the slightest breeze, yellow sand will fill the sky.

"What a tragedy," someone by the roadside said.

When Lu Bian and Chen Xiang first entered the Kingdom of Sihari, they saw a barren land. Fortunately, they arrived at dusk, and the night was quite cool. During the day, the surface temperature would have been unbearably hot.

"mouse……"

"where?"

"underground."

He guessed correctly after some speculation by the roadside.

The surface environment is harsh, so all the rats have hidden underground, digging tunnels and burrows to avoid the high temperatures on the surface during the day and only coming out to surface at night.

As night fell, Lu Bian and Chen Xiang saw rats crawling out of the ground.

The rat population was terrifyingly large, not just a few hundred or a thousand, but millions of rats.

These rats appeared out of nowhere and swept away everything edible on the ground as soon as they appeared. Not a single tree or blade of grass could survive the jaws of these millions of rats.

It's only because stones and loess can't fill the empty stomach, otherwise there wouldn't even be any soil or stones left.

The rats spotted two living people, and in the darkness, their scarlet eyes gleamed as they stared intently at the roadside and Chenxiang.

"court death."

The swarms of rats disgusted the roadside, prompting the driver to unleash the full power of 500,000 horses to slaughter them.

That night, neither of them could sleep; they had to kill all those millions of rats.

The rats lunged at the two men fearlessly, but before they could get close, they were pulverized by the magnetic force emanating from them.

The rats that caused the plague went completely mad. They were utterly fearless; the deaths of their own kind did not frighten them. Instead, they opened their mouths and devoured their dead brethren.

He released the magnetic field completely by the roadside, making it incredibly easy for him to kill the massive swarm of rats that had no magical power whatsoever.

The rats burst and died one after another, like inflated balloons.

The blood of the rats soaked the parched earth...

When the sun rose again, the ground was covered with scarlet flesh and broken bones.

Is it scary?

Yes, it's terrifying.

(End of this chapter)