Reborn genius pharmacist

Chapter 113 The Clan Turns Against Each Other (1)
The first time he met her was in the middle of the temple, she was far away, she looked like a little girl, now she looked closer, she turned out to be a beautiful beauty, not only that, she was holding the book , wearing a lady's plain long dress, Mo Lin was a little surprised, but she didn't know that at this moment, she revealed an indescribable beauty, and the first time she saw her by chance, she would be amazed.

"Are you here to read too?" Fan Tleiyu asked with a smile.

"En." Mo Lin's tone was cold, she recovered her indifferent expression, and calmly stuffed the book in her hand back on the shelf.

"In terms of history?" Fantley Yu's eyes were sharp, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened a bit: "There are very few people who care about history now, especially those who are as young as you. You should read some magic books."

Facing the Pope's seemingly concerned words, Mo Lin fixedly looked at this man.

This pope, he is obviously only 17 years old, and the courage in his gestures should not be unique to this age.

It can only explain what he has experienced before to be so mature.

He looks very tolerant and close to others, but in fact he always gives people a sense of alienation through a layer of glass, without losing the unique majesty of the Pope.

To the Pope's suggestion to let her read the magic book, Mo Lin just replied politely: "Thank you."

Immediately, Mo Lin straightened the broken hair hanging from her ears, then turned and walked towards other books.

Her hair is very long, from the original shoulder-length hair to the waist. On weekdays, Mo Lin just combed it simply and did not take care of it. The haircut is a little bit more mature.

It's just a little troublesome, as soon as she lowers her head, her hair will fall down, blocking her view, so Mo Lin always brushes her hair with her hands.

As everyone knows, how charming this action is.

The Pope took out a book from the bookshelf, but his eyes couldn't help staying on Mo Lin.

"Are you sure you are only 13 years old?" He was really skeptical and asked directly.

Mo Lin glanced at the book in her hand, and replied casually: "I had my birthday a while ago, and now I'm fourteen."

The pope laughed at himself: "I have just reached the realm of the holy magister when I was 17 years old. I am the youngest magic genius on the mainland. When you first came to the temple, you became the holy magister at the age of 13. It seems that I It's old!"

"It's only three years away. If you are old, how will those hundred-year-old old men in the temple live?"

Mo Lin curved her lips and smiled lightly. She didn't expect him to have a sense of humor.

Indeed, if some elderly people heard what these two people said, they would probably vomit blood three feet out of anger and fall to the ground.

On the mainland, there are a lot of people who practice day and night in order to become strong, especially some old people who can't reach the level of holy magisters after studying for a lifetime, and Molin and the pope are talented, as long as they work hard, They suddenly reached the realm they dreamed of, can they not vomit blood?
If you really answered those words, people are better than others, and you are so mad!

"Do you often read books?" Mo Lin asked suddenly.

She found that Fan Trieyu seemed to be familiar with this place, turned left and right, and found the book she wanted.

This library is very large. Each bookshelf is at least five meters high, and the tallest is more than ten meters. There are also ladders for people to climb up to get books.There are even places for storing books on the walls, densely packed, as if entering the ocean of books.

This is the culture that has been accumulated since the establishment of the temple. Many strong people who have been recruited can also come here to find the books they have learned, which will definitely be of great benefit.

"Fortunately, I know the location of these books better than anyone in the temple. What books do you need?" Fan Tleiyu replied.

"I want to find information related to the temple and learn more about the temple." Mo Lin raised a innocent and harmless smile, her eyes were so clean that no one could doubt it.

After Fan Trieyu heard this, he walked forward, and Mo Lin followed behind him, wandering around in the maze of bookshelves, and finally reached an inconspicuous corner.

"Here." Fan Tleiyu pointed to the things on the bookshelf.

Mo Lin ran to the bookshelf to take a closer look. The books wrapped in sheepskin made it hard to see what was under the cover.

She picked up a book casually and opened it, but there was the title of the book on the front page, and she was overjoyed, this temple is really thoughtful, even the materials are placed in such a trick, I'm afraid I don't want to attract people's attention.

Mo Lin began to browse. The information on the shelves here is indeed the information of the temple, but it is useless. It is nothing more than some praises to the past of the history of the temple. Maybe important information should be stored in other places. It is impossible to put it in a grandiose way. it's here.

Just when she was a little disappointed, Mo Lin's eyes lit up when she accidentally turned to a page!
Found it, this is it!

Most of the books that record all the personnel in the temple are their positions on the surface. If they are some killers, people in the dark, etc., they will not be written.

Of course, it also has Doris' name in it!
Mo Lin remained motionless, took the book in her hand, and then walked to the shelf of magic books.

Sure enough, as she expected, the evidence is here, no wonder Doris knows that she is a priest, heh!It turned out that they were all insiders.

But this is not enough, Mo Lin has other methods.

In order not to attract Fan Telaiyu's attention, Mo Lin even picked out a few books and took them back to read.

Night fell... the territory of the Dala Andi family.

Doris lay on her big soft bed, unable to sleep no matter what.

"No, just driving her away is not enough. If she finds some excuse to come back in the future, my position as the patriarch will not be stable." Doris murmured.

The interior of her house is luxurious and exquisite. The floor is made of smooth porcelain panels with exquisite European patterns, and her big bed is also paved with the softest five-layer goose down.

Doris looked at this room obsessively. Although the family was small and relatively weak, the wealth was not small. Gathering here was enough for her to squander at will for many years. With such good treatment, how could she, Doris? May give up?

"Ai Ai, put the bath water for me." Doris called her most confidant maid, twisted her waist and began to comb her hair, looking at her face reflected in the mirror.

The maid nodded hastily, her eyes full of horror and awe, and went to prepare the bath water.

Tao Ruisi caressed the faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her beautiful eyes were full of madness: "I don't want to grow old... I can't have a little wrinkle!"

She is about 20 years old, and it is really rare to be able to maintain the appearance of about [-] years old. Wrinkles are also normal, but she cannot bear her aging appearance.

If the strength is strong, it can indeed play a certain role in prolonging life, but Doris is a fighter, and she doesn't want to lose her muscles, let alone grow old.

(End of this chapter)