Watch Out! Danger Ahead-Chapter 1527 - The monk (3)

Chapter 1527: The monk (3)

Chapter 1527: The monk (3)

The purple-robed man who had turned his head away did not say a word, but the window reflected the vague shadow of his sneer.

After a brief moment of surprise, Haas was like a stone statue and did not make any more sound.

He seemed to be uninterested in everything around him. Even if song qingxiao happened to be talking to him, it was as if it was none of his business.

The low prayer sounded again. He lowered his head again and bent his back even more.

The thorns that were tied to his back pierced deep into his flesh. The thorns grabbed his flesh tightly and tore it apart, making a hair-raising ‘Chi Chi’ sound.

Blood gushed out from the wound and was absorbed by his old monk robe, turning into black and red Shadows. They wriggled in his monk robe as if they were trying to weave a unique totem.

Black robe, who had his eyes closed and his back relaxed, sat up straight again.

Under the shadow of the black robe, a pair of red light bulb-like eyes blinked and opened. They stared at song Qing as if they were looking at something new.

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The woman and the old man holding the book looked at each other, and their faces were filled with surprise.

yes …

the woman answered song qingxiao’s question with some doubt.

The atmosphere in the train suddenly became a little strange. Song qingxiao could feel that everyone was secretly sizing her up after she asked the question.

It wasn’t just the black-robed man, the blonde beauty, the old man, and the mage with the wand in both hands. Even the purple-robed man was looking at him through the reflection of the train window.

The ‘person’ who had been sitting beside her without any movement seemed to have woken up, even though ‘he’ was still in a position with his head lowered as if he was sleeping.

He didn’t raise his head or take off the hat on ‘his’ head. He was as quiet as a dead man, but song qingxiao could feel that ‘he’ had woken up and was staring at her coldly from another angle.

The gazes of these people formed a strange and powerful pressure that firmly pressed on her shoulders.

Even though the woman spoke, the silence didn’t seem to break. It was very strange.

Under the dim light, there were fine dust particles rolling in the light. These twelve people seemed to have a tacit secret, which made the atmosphere even more solemn.

The unknown situation and the vague attention formed a strong pressure. Under everyone’s gaze, song qingxiao opened her mouth again, ”

“Is that so?” Her voice was very calm, and in the atmosphere of the car, it was clearly transmitted into everyone’s ears.

“He looks very young,”

Everyone’s expression became even weirder. The old man in the White robe who was holding the staff trembled between his eyebrows, but he didn’t say anything.

‘Rumble-‘ the wheels of the train quickly rubbed against the tracks, making deafening sounds.

However, at this moment, the sound seemed to be isolated from the outside, and the interior of the carriage seemed to have formed a unique small world.

The laughter and conversation in the other carriages instantly disappeared. Song qingxiao’s carriage was eerily silent.

The cultivators were all secretly watching song Qing stir up the fire. They did not make a sound and were prepared to sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor, obtaining information from her questions.

“For a monk who has been training hard, every cultivation is a complete reincarnation.” The woman exchanged a look with the old man who was holding the book. As if she could tell that song qingxiao really knew nothing about it, she explained, ”

pain, sin, death, and rebirth. This is a cycle, and it also represents an increase in age.

that’s why appearance can’t determine Harris’s true age, ” the woman said patiently.

in other words, after he experienced a complete cultivation, he can only be considered to have grown a year older? ” When song qingxiao heard this, she had a new understanding of the weirdness of the people in this mission scene.

She looked deeply at Harris, who was still chanting softly with his head lowered and his back hunched, and asked.

“Yes, I am.” The woman nodded, confirming song qingxiao’s guess.

As such, Harris’s exact age was difficult to verify.

However, this golden-haired beauty had said that he was the one who had founded the ascetic school. After more than 300 years of development, it had become a force that could not be underestimated.

From this, it could be seen that Harris had lived for at least three hundred years.