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Who will knock wooden fish in this pair of men and women into the train, no matter who it is, it must be a disgusting person.

Snow Eagle frowned. After listening to the sound of wooden fish for a few seconds, he did not find any mystery in it, so he continued to move forward.

As he moved, the sound of wooden fish did not weaken or increase, but kept that volume all the time, as if it was lingering in the ears of snow hawk and only belonged to his auditory hallucination.

Snow Eagle stopped again, this time, he was a little angry, because he knew that the sound of wooden fish was not an auditory hallucination, but someone deliberately poured these sounds into his ears. In other words, only he could hear the annoying sound of wooden fish.

Snow Eagle raised his head and looked at his head. The top of his head is decorated with a beautiful roof. If it is not because the train is moving all the time, it is easy for people walking in the train to have the illusion that they are in a luxury club.

On the beautiful roof, the snow hawk can be sure that the source of the sound of wooden fish is there.

Someone is knocking on the top of the running train? It's probably only in movies. In fact, regardless of whether people can sit on the top of the running train, the roaring wind alone is enough to suppress the sound of the little wooden fish. But snow hawk's perception is not wrong, he clearly noticed that someone was on the top of the train regularly knocking wooden fish. And while moving in the car, the person who knocks the wooden fish on the roof is also moving synchronously, so as to ensure that the position and volume of the wooden fish heard by snow eagle will not change.

There is an expert, and that person is for himself.

The injured snow hawk frowned, and at this time, footsteps came from behind him. It's the steward in the train. Those people who are in the way come to him again. It's really bad luck. Even drinking cold water can make you gag!

Impatiently, the snow Eagle suddenly turned and walked to the window of the car wall. In order to let the passengers in the carriage enjoy the scenery along the way, the position of each window has been carefully designed, no matter the position of the window, the material of the glass, and the style of the window frame. The snow Eagle came to the window and raised his fist.

Bang - the sound of broken glass. At the moment when the window was broken, snow eagle's body also jumped out of the car.

If you jump on a moving train, you will be seriously injured even if you are not dead. But snow Hawk is not stupid enough to hurt himself. Plus, you know, he is an eagle.

In the gaping expression of the train crew, Xueying jumps out of the car through the window, and the next second later, he is like a flying eagle, making a sharp turn in the air and landing on the top of the car with a beautiful arc.

Standing on the roof of the snow Eagle moving line of sight, looking forward.

A man with his back to him was sitting on the roof of the train. To be exact, it was a monk in a monk's robe.

Unlike Xue Ying, a monk who behaves impertinently, the train stares at the monk in the robe. Even if it doesn't turn around, Xue Ying feels the noble and righteous spirit from the other party.

Dong, Dong, Dong. The monk was still beating the wooden fish in his arms.

"Smelly bald man, is it over or not? It's killing my grandfather!" Snow Eagle yells at the monk with his back to him. He seems to forget that he is bald. His voice easily passed through the roaring wind and reached the monk's ear.

After being scolded by the snow eagle, the sound of wooden fish from the monk's arms finally stopped.

"Amitabha." With a cry of the Buddha's horn, the monk with his back to the snow hawk slowly stood up. At this time, both of them were standing on the running train. The roaring wind blew their clothes and made them hunt. But neither of them was shaken by the wind.

"Smelly bald man, why did you send your grandfather to such a place to blow with you?" The snow Eagle roared at the monk.

At this time, the monk holding the wooden fish turned around slowly. It turned out to be an old man.

The old man with white eyebrows and beards looks at least 70 years old, but he is standing on the moving train, like stepping on the ground. Although his robe has been swinging with the wind, his body does not even shake slightly.

"Is this master from Japan?" Asked the old monk with white eyebrows and beard.

"So what? What if not? " Although snow hawk does not look cunning, he is not stupid enough to answer whatever the other party asks.

The old monk said with a smile: "I think the master's skill to resist demons should be a vein of gaoye Tantric school in the Japanese kingdom. Is that wrong?"

"Hum, hum!" Snow Eagle did not answer, but cold hum twice. Although he looks very disdainful on the surface, his heart is full of waves. If the old monk has seen him use the skill of demon control, it proves that the other party has been observing him for a long time, but he has never found the existence of the other party. If the old monk didn't take the initiative to remind him with the sound of wooden fish, he would not be able to find the existence of the other party even at the end of this journey.

"I don't mean anything else. I just have a word to persuade the master." The old monk continued.Snow Eagle still did not reply, just coldly looking at the old monk, want to listen to each other want to say. At this time, both of them heard the wind in their ears, and they were more than ten meters apart. They were able to talk freely. It can be seen that both of them are not mortals.

Although Xueying did not speak, the old monk continued: "master, although you and I are not in the same vein, we are all disciples of Buddhism. No matter Zen or esoteric, we should be compassionate."

Hear here, snow Eagle already knew that the other side is to persuade oneself not to open indiscriminately to kill. He was tired of listening to this set of sayings when he was in the high wild mountains. At this time, an old monk who was a stranger came to preach to him. I'm afraid it won't help.

"The master has committed too many murders today," the old monk said. "I hope the master can do it now. Don't kill again."

"I can't kill people. Can you be a monk?" Snow hawk said impolitely, "if you have any ability to use it here, just a mouth can't stop me."

"Alas." The old monk could not help shaking his head and sighing when he heard the snow hawk's sharp movement.

Can he stop the snow hawk? Of course, from the beginning, when Xueying sent xuenv to kill the maintenance personnel, he could stop them. Later, when Xueying wanted to violence the female thief and killed the two crew members, he could stop them.

But he did nothing.