Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 360 Old Monk
"Ah."

The man's words were like a magic needle that instantly calmed her anxious heart.

At this moment, she didn't have time to think about why she trusted him so much!
She raised her head and looked around, rows and rows of buildings came into her sight.

Although it was winter and there was a chill in the air, when she took a deep breath, she felt the air was fresh and the environment was beautiful.

Some of the buildings they passed by were carved with various patterns in bright and eye-catching colors. An Yin had an illusion that the temple in front of him was shrouded in hazy mist, like a silhouette floating on the clouds, and it seemed extremely quiet and solemn.

Looking up at the top of the temple is dazzling.

"Watch your step." Bo Shaojin reminded her helplessly when he saw her looking around.

The little girl was always confused, and he couldn't even imagine how she had survived from childhood to adulthood? After all, she seemed to have very little common sense in life.

If An Yin knew what the man was thinking, she would have probably gone crazy with rage!

"Oh."

At the man's reminder, An Yin noticed that they were about to go up the stairs, and she looked at her feet in fear and trepidation.

After walking for a long time, An Yin saw smoke rising from a temple in the distance and saw one or two monks cleaning.

An Yin thought: Why didn’t I meet any pilgrims along the way?
She didn't ask about this idea out loud. After all, this place is remote and surrounded by mountains, giving people a sense of isolation from the world.

"We're here." The young monk leading the way stopped in front of a stone pavilion.

"Thank you."

After Bo Shaojin finished speaking, the young monk bowed and left.

An Yin wanted to give the young monk a friendly smile, but she found that the other party's eyes were not on her at all. She stood there in a daze until the young monk walked away.

Bo Shaojin looked at the little girl's melancholy expression, his lips slightly curled up, but soon retracted.

"Let's go." Bo Shaojin said in a deep voice.

An Yin suddenly realized that she was still holding the corner of the man's clothes. She shyly withdrew her hand and lowered her head, "I, I didn't mean it."

"If you're nervous, it's okay to hold on."

A few barely perceptible emotions flashed across the man's dark pupils.

"No, no need." An Yin

The man's words made An Yin wish she could find a hole to crawl into.

Wuuuu. Why is she grabbing the man for no reason?
What a shame!

The little girl was timid and thin-skinned. Seeing her embarrassed look, Bo Shaojin put away the obsession in his eyes and turned to walk towards the fan-shaped stone archway.

An Yin followed the man with a confused heart, and from time to time she looked up at his arrogant and cold back.

He has a strong physique, and when the two are very close to each other, he gives people an invisible sense of great oppression.

Walking through the long corridor, there is a wall on the left and a pond with a small bridge and flowing water on the right. The water is clear and you can see the bottom, and colorful koi fish are swimming happily.

An Yin couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Bo Shaojin noticed that she was watching very intently and frowned, "Do you like it?"

An Yin retracted her gaze and answered honestly, "I just think it looks good."

Bo Shaojin pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking. Finally, they came to a man-made pond, and after walking across a wooden arch bridge, they saw a simple little thatched cottage.

In front of the toilet, there is a rectangular wooden table.

An Yin saw a monk sitting there quietly, motionless. If he hadn't been sitting at the moment, An Yin would have thought that he was asleep.

Coming to the table, Bo Shaojin looked at the other person quietly with his cold black eyes, "Second Uncle."

When An Yin heard Bo Shaojin's voice, her bright eyes gradually widened.

Second uncle?

Is the other party Bo Shaojin's second uncle? Or a monk?
No matter how curious An Yin was, she did not forget her courtesy. She walked out tremblingly from behind the man and stood side by side with Bo Shaojin.

"Second, second uncle."

Since the other party is Bo Shaojin's second uncle, then as Bo Shaojin's "friend", she should also address him by that name, right?

An Yin thought anxiously.

The old monk who had been silent with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes. He was wearing a green robe, a monk's hat, and holding Buddhist beads. He had a faint smile on his face, which made people feel a kind and benevolent aura.

When he turned his head, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which made people feel awe.

The old monk did not even look at Bo Shaojin, but instead his calm eyes fell on the little girl.

An Yin was not tall, with shiny black hair that fell on her shoulders and back like a waterfall, soft and smooth. Her beautiful face shone with an enchanting light whenever she looked around.

The little girl is in her prime, like the most delicate flower among a bunch of flowers. She is bright and beautiful, yet also has a hint of mystery.

If someone else had stared at the little girl so blatantly, Bo Shaojin would have been furious. However, when the old monk in front of the thatched cottage looked at the little girl with a deep expression, Bo Shaojin stood there solemnly, without showing any dissatisfaction.

"Is your last name An?" The old monk turned slightly and his gaze at the little girl gradually became distant.

An Yin nodded subconsciously, but fearing that her behavior was impolite, she echoed, "Yes."

An Yin was not surprised that the old man in front of him knew his last name.

Maybe Bo Shaojin had mentioned it to him before?
Compared with the little girl's calmness, Bo Shaojin's expression gradually became lonely and gloomy.

"Is your mother okay?" The old monk's tone was kind, making people relax involuntarily.

An Yin was silent: Did Bo Shaojin also tell her about Ms. An's injury? Why did she feel a little strange? Why did Bo Shaojin tell the monk in front of him about his family affairs?
Although he was confused, An Yin couldn't ask Bo Shaojin right now.

Her pair of eyes, as bright as autumn water, were stained with a layer of hazy mist, and she muttered, "The doctor recommended that she stay in bed for a while to recuperate. I'm afraid it will take some time for her to recover." An Yin said frankly without any ulterior motives.

As Bo Shaojin looked at the innocent and frank appearance of the little girl, the darkness between his brows became more and more obvious.

Her brain?

How worrying!
The old monk's hand holding the Buddhist beads had stopped at some point, his gaze moved away from the little girl, and his empty eyes fell on the barren mountains and ridges in the distance.

"Girl, come and sit down." The old monk raised his hand and looked at the cute and lovely little girl.

An Yin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that the other person was looking at her. She nervously turned her head and glanced at the man next to her.

"Go ahead." Bo Shaojin said helplessly.

After getting the man's affirmative answer, An Yin raised his foot and walked slowly towards the old monk's wooden table.

Bo Shaojin followed behind An Yin, regardless of whether the other party invited him to sit down or not.