Capítulo 864: Chapter 698: A Song Over the Little Town (Part 2)

It’s snowing!

The end of the year is approaching, and the deep winter has arrived.

He has been in the Ancient Divine Ruins for more than half a month, and the outside world is already frozen over.

In front of him is the starting point of this journey, that small town.

What small town?

The place where Gu Suixin cavorted with that Demon Clan woman, and the place where he truly felt the hurt from a woman.

The small town of that day was like Misty Rain Jiangnan, with a spring-like aura.

But today’s small town is covered in heavy snow, the world a vast expanse of white.

Snowflakes still fall from the sky, and the number of pedestrians in the town is dwindling.

To be exact, there are almost no pedestrians outside except for a few poor souls in thin clothing struggling through the snow.

He walked through the air, traversing the snow, about to step beyond the small town and embark on his journey back to the capital.

Suddenly, in a small courtyard in the town, a peach tree bloomed.

The vibrant peach blossoms were so striking against the snow.

The black and white on Lin Xiaosu’s feet stopped alternating, his gaze turned toward the small courtyard and the peach tree, his heart skipped a beat…

The sound of the zither began, extremely gentle.

Like a spring breeze blowing through, melting snow and blooming flowers.

In front of him, it was as if the world had changed.

In this world, it was no longer a thousand miles of ice, but filled with the vigor of spring.

Peach blossoms bloomed, plums bloomed, a small garden showcased an uncontainable sense of spring.

There was also that familiar zither melody, carrying a hint of joy, carrying a hint of invitation…

Lin Xiaosu descended from the void, landing outside the small garden, raised his hand gently, and the garden gate opened.

Once opened, the garden’s spring filled the face, the outside world bitterly cold, seemed like a different world.

At the end of the garden, there was a small pavilion.

In the pavilion, two women slowly turned around, the wind blew, there was a faint fragrance, flowers drifted, and there was also floral beauty, the most brilliant two blossoms, clearly not on the branches, but at the end of the long pavilion.

Lin Xiaosu smiled gently: “In the garden beauty blooms in red, myriad branches in crimson splendor blend into spring harmony, when shall it become a thousand-year fruit, to show the creation and craftsmanship of mankind… I wondered who in this world could craft such wonders, turned out to be old acquaintances.”

The two in the small pavilion.

They turned out to really be his old acquaintances.

One acquaintance was Han Yan, the other was the Moon Demon.

Han Yan’s expression had a hint of complexity, the Moon Demon, however, smiled sweetly, stood up to greet him: “Greetings, Young Master Su!”

“Greetings, Moon Demon Fairy… Fairy Han Yan!” Lin Xiaosu also bowed in respect.

Han Yan could no longer sit, she also stood up, gracefully bowed, however, she did not speak.

The Moon Demon gently said: “Moon Demon is just Moon Demon, why does the gentleman add a Fairy?”

“In my heart, Fairies are not distinguished by race, those with unparalleled purity are all Fairies.”

“Thank you, sir!” The Moon Demon’s eyes glimmered with gratitude.

Lin Xiaosu said: “I must also thank Moon Demon Fairy for the protection in the brothel that day.”

He was speaking of the event when the Nineteen Prince intended to strike at him, but the Moon Demon suddenly appeared to protect him, though the Nineteen Prince had no capacity to harm him, the act of protection was still a favor.

“You’re joking, sir. With your abilities, enough to rival Holding the Way, the Nineteen Prince couldn’t harm you in the slightest. My actions were impulsive under the momentary distress.” The blush on the Moon Demon’s cheeks rippled in layers.

The blush on her cheeks was originally a constant, but now it swayed, evoking endless charm in spring.

Lin Xiaosu was momentarily dazed, a demon, truly is a demon, it was the first time in his life he really grasped the charm of a demon.

Han Yan observing her friend (let’s tentatively call her a friend) seemed a bit dazed as well, spoke up: “Young Master Su, please enter the pavilion!”

“Alright!” Lin Xiaosu took a step into the pavilion.

“Please have a seat, Young Master Su!” The Moon Demon personally served a cup of tea.

Lin Xiaosu sat down, his gaze turned to Han Yan, smiled softly: “I did not expect Cold Fairy to still be willing to see me, it truly took me by surprise.”

Han Yan gently sighed: “What you did when you went to Jiangnan indeed led to our opposition, but half a month ago, your melody healed my spiritual injury, I, Han Yan, in my actions, acknowledge kindness as kindness, grievance as grievance. Whatever you owe me, I will seek from you, what I owe you, I would thank face-to-face and return.”

“Cold Fairy is discerning in matters of gratitude and resentment, admirable indeed!” Lin Xiaosu said: “Moon Demon Fairy, why have you, on my return journey, made this tree of peach blossoms bloom?”

The Moon Demon slowly stood, bowed deeply.

Lin Xiaosu was taken aback: “What are you…”

The Moon Demon slowly lifted her head: “Sir, your ‘Burial Flower Song’ of that day, I believe you share my sentiment, I have a matter to seek your guidance on, I earnestly hope sir will not hesitate to teach!”

“Fairy need not be so formal, feel free to speak.” Lin Xiaosu said.

The Moon Demon said: “I have long heard of your brilliant strategies that bring peace to the world and ingenious solutions to problems. Currently, my Nine Flower Demon Divisions are about to follow in the footsteps of Moon Burial Valley, may I ask sir, is there a strategy that can help us preserve our territory and secure our people?”

Lin Xiaosu was taken aback.

Seeking his advice!

Who knew about his strategies for peace in the world?

Who knew his abilities were more visible in planning?

Probably only the Han Yan in front of him knew.

This clearly shows, even though Han Yan held a grudge over him for ruining her home, deep down, she still admired him, seeing her friend’s troubled situation, she gave her friend the idea to stop him and see what he would suggest.

The Moon Demon’s heart was also full of unrest.

She did not know if the young gentleman, of character so complex, yet with unfathomable abilities, could help her.

Lin Xiaosu gently raised his hand: “Moon Demon Fairy, please sit, tell me about your current situation…”

The Moon Demon’s heart was filled with joy, if he was unwilling to help, he certainly wouldn’t listen to her situation, his willingness to listen, truly meant there was hope…

㽂㶷䋴㗛㜬䋆

盧

蘆

魯

䎹㗛

㜬㽰䣢

㽂㢕䒒㜬䑉㪻

䣢䋴䑉㜬

䣈䯱㗛㧃㜬㪻

䣢䑉㜬

㼚䒒㗛㶷䋴…䋆

䣢䑉㜬

㼚㼚䋴㼚㽂㶷㽂㗛㱄

擄

老

䎹䣈䣈䋆䀚㜬㗛㯻㜬

老

䒒䎹䀚㜬㳭

䒒

㽂䒒䑉

路

䧹㜬䒒䋴䎇

爐

擄

㯻䣈㜬䋆䑉㜬䒒䀚㼚㳭䋴

䋴䒒䀚

盧

䀚㗛䋴㧃䀉

㟍䧹

䑉䣢㜬

㜬䑉䣢

㜬㗛㶷䋆䋴

䑉㗛

㳭㜬䣈䋴㢕㗛䑉

㼚㜬䊃䋴

䋴㼚

䖘㜬䣈 㧃㗛䣈䀚㽂 㧃㜬䣈㜬 㜬㪻㜬䎇䒒䋴䑉䀉 䒒䋴䀚 䒒䎹䑉㜬䣈 㽂㢕䋆䋆䒒䣈㼚䵎㼚䋴䎇 䒒䋴䀚 㗛䣈䎇䒒䋴㼚䵎㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬䋆䀉 䑉䣢㜬㟍 㳭㗛㢕㪻䀚 䧹㜬 䑉䣈䒒䋴㽂㪻䒒䑉㜬䀚 㼚䋴䑉㗛 㯻㪻䒒㼚䋴 㪻䒒䋴䎇㢕䒒䎇㜬 䣈㗛㢕䎇䣢㪻㟍 䒒㽂 䎹㗛㪻㪻㗛㧃㽂䇵

㽰䣢㜬 㧃䒒㽂 㗛䣈㼚䎇㼚䋴䒒㪻㪻㟍 䒒 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䎹䣈㗛䋆 㢫䣢䒒䋴䎇䣢㢕䒒 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍䀉 㧃䣢㼚㳭䣢 㧃䒒㽂 䒒䋴䋴㼚䣢㼚㪻䒒䑉㜬䀚 䧹㟍 䑉䣢㜬 㜬䋴䑉㼚䣈㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㚲䣈䋆㟍 䎹㗛䣈 䀚㜬䎹㟍㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬 㧃㼚㪻㪻 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈䘂

䑉㗛䘂㪻㽂

㜬䑉䀚㪻㢕㽂㜬䣈

㗛㽂㼚䋴䒒䑉䑉㢕㼚

㪻㪻䒒

㜬䣢䑉

䣢㜬䣈

䒒㼚㳭䣈䎇䑉

䣈㜬㧃㜬

㽂䣢䣶㼚

㼚䋴

䣈㜬䣢㧃㜬

㚱㼚䋴

䖘㗛㧃㜬㱄㜬䣈䀉 㢫䣢䒒䋴䎇䣢㢕䒒 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍 㼚㽂 䋴㗛䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㗛䋴㪻㟍 㯻㪻䒒㳭㜬 㧃㼚䑉䣢 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䀉 䑉䣢㜬䣈㜬 䒒䣈㜬 䒒 䑉㗛䑉䒒㪻 㗛䎹 䊃㼚䋴㜬 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂䘂

䣶䣢㜬㽂㜬 䊃㼚䋴㜬 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂 䣢䒒䣈䧹㗛䣈 䒒 䀚㜬㜬㯻 䣈㜬㽂㜬䋴䑉䋆㜬䋴䑉 䎹㗛䣈 䑉䣢㜬 䀚㜬㽂䑉䣈㢕㳭䑉㼚㗛䋴 㗛䎹 㢫䣢䒒䋴䎇䣢㢕䒒 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍䘂

㜬䣶䣢

㽂㼚

䒒䣈㜬䘂䒒㧃

䋆㜬㠐䣈䣈㯻㗛

㜬䋆㶷㗛䋴

㪻䀚㟍㜬䒒䣈䒒

䣶䣢㜬䣈㜬 㼚㽂 䒒㪻䣈㜬䒒䀚㟍 䒒 㯻㪻䒒䋴 䑉㗛 䒒䋴䋴㼚䣢㼚㪻䒒䑉㜬 䑉䣢㜬 䊃㼚䋴㜬 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂䘂

㲣䋴 䑉䣢䒒䑉 䀚䒒㟍 㼚䋴 㫥㢕㟍㜬 㸯㼚䑉㟍䀉 㽂䣢㜬 㯻㢕䧹㪻㼚㳭㪻㟍 㯻㪻䒒㟍㜬䀚 䑉䣢㜬 “㷈㗛㗛䋴 㽰䒒㳭䣈㼚䎹㼚㳭㜬 㽰㗛䋴䎇䀉” 䎹㢕㪻㪻㟍 㽂䣢㗛㧃㳭䒒㽂㼚䋴䎇 䣢㜬䣈 䒒䧹㼚㪻㼚䑉㟍 䑉㗛 㢕㽂㜬 䑉䣢㜬 䋆㗛㗛䋴 䒒㽂 䣢㜬䣈 㜬㟍㜬㽂 䒒䋴䀚 㧃㜬䒒㯻㗛䋴 䑉㗛 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂䑉䣈䒒䑉㜬 䒒䎇䒒㼚䋴㽂䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈䀉 㧃䒒䣈䋴㼚䋴䎇 䣢㼚䋆 䋴㗛䑉 䑉㗛 䒒㳭䑉 䣈䒒㽂䣢㪻㟍䘂

䣈㧃㗛㪻䯱㜬

‘䣢䋴㢕䑉䀚㽂㪻㗛

㲣䀉㜬㜬㧃䑉䣈䣢㼚㽂

㗛䎹

䑉䣢㜬

㜬䣢

䑉䣢䒒䑉

㜬䋆䋴㽂䒒

䋴㗛

㗛䋆㶷䋴㽂㜬

䋴䑉䣢㚱㼚

䣢㜬䒒㱄

䒒䣈䑉䑉㜬㳭㚱㳭䑉䘂䋴䒒㗛㢕

㶉䋴䀚㜬䣈 䋴㗛䣈䋆䒒㪻 㳭㼚䣈㳭㢕䋆㽂䑉䒒䋴㳭㜬㽂䀉 䑉䣢㼚㽂 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂䑉䣈䒒䑉㼚㗛䋴 㧃㗛㢕㪻䀚 䣢䒒㱄㜬 䧹㜬㜬䋴 㜬䎹䎹㜬㳭䑉㼚㱄㜬䘂

䖘㗛㧃㜬㱄㜬䣈䀉 䑉䣢㜬 㽂㢕䀚䀚㜬䋴 㜬㱄㜬䋴䑉㽂 䑉䣢䒒䑉 㗛㳭㳭㢕䣈䣈㜬䀚 䑉䣢䒒䑉 䀚䒒㟍 䣢䒒㱄㜬 䣈㼚㪻㜬䀚 㢕㯻 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉䀉 㳭㗛䋆㯻㪻㼚㳭䒒䑉㼚䋴䎇 䋆䒒䑉䑉㜬䣈㽂…

䒒䣢㜬㱄

䣢䣶㜬

䒒㽂

㜬䣢

䒒

䋴㼚’㳭㽂䟓䣈㜬

䒒㸯䒒䎇䋴㢕㟍䋴䘂

㼚㜬㚱䀚㚱㳭

䣢䀚䒒㜬

䋴㜬㜬䧹

㚱㟍㗛䀉䀚䋴㜬

䑉㜬䋴㜬䋴㼚䊃㜬

䑉㼚䒒㽂䒒䎇䋴

㟍䧹

㢕䑉㽂䋆

㜬䣈䧹㜬䀚㪻㜬㪻

㪻㽂䋴㢕䀚䀚㟍㜬

㸯䒒䋴䎇㟍㢕䒒䋴 㥭㼚㢕㟍㜬䀉 㧃㼚㜬㪻䀚㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬 䒒㽂䑉㗛䋴㼚㽂䣢㼚䋴䎇 㽰㯻䒒㳭㜬 㽰㧃㗛䣈䀚 䣶䒒㗛䀉 㚱㼚㪻㪻㜬䀚 䑉䣢㼚㽂 䣈㜬䧹㜬㪻㪻㼚㗛㢕㽂 䧹䣈䒒䑉 㗛䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㽂㯻㗛䑉䀉 䒒㪻㽂㗛 㳭䒒㽂㢕䒒㪻㪻㟍 㚱㼚㪻㪻㼚䋴䎇 䒒 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉 㜬㪻䀚㜬䣈䘂 䊃㗛䑉㜬䀉 䑉䣢㜬 㜬㪻䀚㜬䣈 㚱㼚㪻㪻㜬䀚 㗛䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㽂㯻㗛䑉 㧃䒒㽂䋴’䑉 㗛䋴㜬 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 㯻㜬㗛㯻㪻㜬䀉 䣢㜬 㧃䒒㽂 䎹䣈㗛䋆 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉㲌

䣶㗛 䋆䒒䋴㟍䀉 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉 䒒䋴䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈 䒒䣈㜬 㗛䋴㜬 䒒䋴䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㽂䒒䋆㜬䀉 䧹㢕䑉 㼚䋴 䣈㜬䒒㪻㼚䑉㟍䀉 䑉䣢㜬㟍 䒒䣈㜬䋴’䑉䘂 䣶䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉 㼚㽂 㗛䋴㜬 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 “㽰㼚㸅 䟓䒒䑉䣢㽂 䒒䋴䀚 䊃㼚䋴㜬 㫥䒒䑉㜬㽂䀉” 䒒 䑉㗛㯻䙺䑉㼚㜬䣈 䎹㗛䣈㳭㜬 䒒䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㯻㜬䒒㚱 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㯻㟍䣈䒒䋆㼚䀚䘂

㜬䘂㳭䑉㽰

䒒䟓䣢䑉

䣢䑉㜬

㚲㽂

㪻䑉㷈䒒㜬䋴

䎹㗛

䋴㼚㼚䒒㯻㜬㽂㗛䣈㪻䑉䣢

䋆㜬䋴㶷㗛

䧹㜬䑉㜬㧃㜬䋴

䋴㶷㜬䋆㗛

䑉㗛

䎇䀚䒒㽂㽂䋴㼚㜬

㜬㗛䋆㶷䋴

㠐㯻㜬䋆䣈㗛䣈

㜬㜬㟍䋆㪻䣈

㜬䑉䣢

䑉䣢㜬

㜬㽂’䣢

䧹㟍

䋴䀚䒒

䎹㗛䣈

䣈㜬䑉䖘䒒

䑉㜬䣢

㽰䋆㪻䒒䣈㼚㼚

䑉㜬䣢

䒒䎇㜬䋆䋴䣈䒒

䣢䑉㜬

䒒

䋆䀉㼚㶷䒒㗛䋴

㼚㗛䟓䒒䘂䋴㪻㱄㼚

䣶䣢㼚㽂 䋆䒒䑉䑉㜬䣈 䣢䒒㽂 㽂䑉㼚䣈䣈㜬䀚 㢕㯻 䒒 䎇䣈㜬䒒䑉 㢕㯻䣢㜬䒒㱄䒒㪻 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䘂

䊃㜬㼚䑉䣢㜬䣈 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉 䋴㗛䣈 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴’㽂 䐟䋆㯻㜬䣈㼚䒒㪻 䯱䒒䋆㼚㪻㟍 㢕䋴䀚㜬䣈 㼚䑉㽂 㳭㗛䋴䑉䣈㗛㪻 䀚䒒䣈㜬 䑉㗛 䣈㜬䑉䒒㪻㼚䒒䑉㜬 䒒䎇䒒㼚䋴㽂䑉 㸯䒒䋴䎇㟍㢕䒒䋴䘂

㟍䧹

䖘㗛㱄䣈㜬㧃㜬䀉

㼚䋴䧹䎇㜬

㳭㽂䒒㜬䋴䋴䑉㗛䀚㼚

䀚䒒㽂䋆䒒䎇㜬

㼚㗛㯻䣈㜬䑉㢕䒒䘂䑉䋴

㼚䋴㟍㜬䧹䒒㼚㱄㪻䑉

䒒㸯䋴㟍䒒䎇䋴㢕

䐟䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䀉 䀚㼚㽂㽂㜬䋴䑉㼚䋴䎇 㱄㗛㼚㳭㜬㽂 䒒䣈㜬 䣈㼚㽂㼚䋴䎇䀉 㞄㢕㜬㽂䑉㼚㗛䋴㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 㪻㜬䎇㼚䑉㼚䋆䒒㳭㟍 㼚䋴 䣈㢕㪻㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬 䋆㟍䣈㼚䒒䀚 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䵣 㗛䑉䣢㜬䣈㧃㼚㽂㜬䀉 㧃䣢㟍 㧃㗛㢕㪻䀚 㸯䒒䋴䎇㟍㢕䒒䋴 䑉䒒䣈䎇㜬䑉 䣢㼚䋆䞔

䐟䑉 㽂䣢㗛㢕㪻䀚 䧹㜬 㚱䋴㗛㧃䋴 䑉䣢䒒䑉 㜬㱄㜬䋴 䑉䣢㗛㢕䎇䣢 㸯䒒䋴䎇㟍㢕䒒䋴 䀚㗛㜬㽂䋴’䑉 䀚㧃㜬㪻㪻 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 䋆㗛䣈䑉䒒㪻 䣈㜬䒒㪻䋆䀉 䣢㼚㽂 㼚䋴䎹㪻㢕㜬䋴㳭㜬 㼚㽂 䒒䧹㽂㗛㪻㢕䑉㜬䘂 䟾䣢㜬䑉䣢㜬䣈 䒒 㽂㜬㳭䑉 㗛䣈 䒒 䀚㟍䋴䒒㽂䑉㟍䀉 㼚䎹 㼚䑉 䀚㗛㜬㽂䋴’䑉 䎇䒒㼚䋴 㸯䒒䋴䎇㟍㢕䒒䋴’㽂 䒒㯻㯻䣈㗛㱄䒒㪻䀉 㼚䑉㽂 䣈㢕㪻㜬 㧃㗛䋴’䑉 㪻䒒㽂䑉 㪻㗛䋴䎇䘂

䋆䋴㜬㶷㗛

䧹䀚㪻㟍㗛㗛

㜬㽂䣢䒒䎇䣈䑉㢕䘂㪻

䋴㜬㗛䋆㶷

㪻㟍㗛䋴

㗛㧃䖘

䣢㜬䑉

䣢䑉䎇㢕㗛䣈䣢

䑉䣢㜬

㜬䋆㠐㗛㯻䣈䣈

㼚䣈䀚㢕䑉㜬㳭䧹䋴䒒㽂

㳭䋴䒒

䣈㜬䀚䑉㜬

㚱㜬㼚㪻㟍㪻

䞔㶷㗛䋆䒒䋴㼚

㷈㗛䑉㽂

䋴㼚

䣶䣢㜬㟍 䣢䒒㱄㜬 䒒㪻䣈㜬䒒䀚㟍 䧹㜬䎇㢕䋴 䑉䣢㜬㼚䣈 䣈㢕䑉䣢㪻㜬㽂㽂 䣈㜬䑉䒒㪻㼚䒒䑉㼚㗛䋴 䒒䎇䒒㼚䋴㽂䑉 䑉䣢㜬 䊃㼚䋴㜬 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䘂

䣶㜬䋴 䀚䒒㟍㽂 䒒䎇㗛䀉 䑉䣢㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㚲䣈䋆㟍 㪻䒒㢕䋴㳭䣢㜬䀚 䒒 㯻㗛㧃㜬䣈䎹㢕㪻 䒒㽂㽂䒒㢕㪻䑉 䒒䋴䀚 䣈㜬䀚㢕㳭㜬䀚 䣶䒒㗛㟍㢕䒒䋴 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍䀉 㗛䋴㜬 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 䋴㼚䋴㜬 䀚㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂䀉 䑉㗛 䒒㽂䣢㜬㽂䘂

䑉䟾㼚䣢

㜬䒒㚱䀚㯻䘂䋴㳭㼚

䎹㗛

䑉㜬䣢

䋴㗛䀚㼚㽂㱄㽂㼚㼚

㼚㜬䎇䣢䑉

㼚䣈㜬䋆䋴䋴䒒䎇㼚

䑉㜬䣢

䒒㟍䣶㗛䒒䀉䋴㢕

䎹䒒㪻㪻

㸯㢕䣈䣈㜬䋴䑉㪻㟍䀉 䑉䣢㜬㟍 䒒䣈㜬 㽂㯻㪻㼚䑉 㼚䋴䑉㗛 䑉㧃㗛 䎹䒒㳭䑉㼚㗛䋴㽂䘂 㲣䋴㜬 䎹䒒㳭䑉㼚㗛䋴 䒒䀚㱄㗛㳭䒒䑉㜬㽂 䎹㗛䣈 䒒 㽂䑉䣈䒒㼚䎇䣢䑉䎹㗛䣈㧃䒒䣈䀚 䒒㪻㪻㼚䒒䋴㳭㜬 䑉㗛 㗛㱄㜬䣈䑉䣢䣈㗛㧃 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 䣈㢕㪻㜬䵣 㗛䑉䣢㜬䣈㧃㼚㽂㜬䀉 㢕䋴䀚㜬䣈 䑉䣢㜬 䣈㢕㪻㜬 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂䀉 䑉䣢㜬䣈㜬 㧃㼚㪻㪻 㜬㱄㜬䋴䑉㢕䒒㪻㪻㟍 䧹㜬 䋴㗛 㯻㪻䒒㳭㜬 䎹㗛䣈 䑉䣢㜬 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 䑉㗛 㽂㢕䣈㱄㼚㱄㜬 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㱄䒒㽂䑉 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䘂

䣶䣢㜬 㗛䑉䣢㜬䣈 䎹䒒㳭䑉㼚㗛䋴 䧹㜬㪻㼚㜬㱄㜬㽂 䑉䣢䒒䑉䀉 㜬㱄㜬䋴 㼚䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㠐㼚䎇䣢䑉 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㼚㱄㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂 䧹䒒䋴䀚 䑉㗛䎇㜬䑉䣢㜬䣈䀉 㼚䑉’㽂 䑉䒒䋴䑉䒒䋆㗛㢕䋴䑉 䑉㗛 㽂䋆䒒㽂䣢㼚䋴䎇 䒒䋴 㜬䎇䎇 䒒䎇䒒㼚䋴㽂䑉 䒒 䣈㗛㳭㚱 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 䎹䒒㳭㜬 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㚲䣈䋆㟍䀉 䑉䣢㜬 㜬㪻㼚䑉㜬 䎹㗛䣈㳭㜬㽂 㪻㗛㟍䒒㪻 䑉㗛 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈䀉 䒒䋴䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽰㜬㳭䑉 䧹㜬䣢㼚䋴䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈䘂

㜬䎇㜬㪻䀚㯻

䣢䣶㟍㜬

㜬䋴㶷㽂㗛䋆

䧹㜬

㜬䑉䣢

㗛䣈䑉㗛

㢕䋆㼚㽂䵣䑉䧹

㧃㼚䣈䀉㗛䣢䑉㜬㽂㜬

䒒

㜬䑉䣢

㢕䧹䑉

㗛䋴

㼚㧃㪻㪻

䑉㗛

㜬䎹䣈㗛䎹

䎹㗛

㜬㽂㜬

䀚䒒䋴

䯱㜬䣈㗛㪻㧃

䘂㽂䣈㜬㜬㜬㱄䀚

㜬㽂㟍㪻㼚䋴䣈㳭㜬

㜬䣢㳭㳭㼚㗛

㬒㜬㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㜬 㽂㗛㪻㜬 㽂㢕䣈㱄㼚㱄㗛䣈 㗛䎹 㢫䣢䒒䋴䎇䣢㢕䒒 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍䀉 䣈㜬㯻䣈㜬㽂㜬䋴䑉㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢㗛㽂㜬 㧃䣢㗛㽂㜬 䎹䒒䋆㼚㪻㼚㜬㽂 㧃㜬䣈㜬 㜬㸅䑉㜬䣈䋆㼚䋴䒒䑉㜬䀚䀉 䑉䣢㜬 㷈㗛㗛䋴 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䋴䒒䑉㢕䣈䒒㪻㪻㟍 㳭䒒䋴䋴㗛䑉 䒒㳭㳭㜬㯻䑉 䒒 㽂㢕䣈䣈㜬䋴䀚㜬䣈 㯻㪻䒒䋴䘂 䖘㗛㧃㜬㱄㜬䣈䀉 㽂䣢㜬’㽂 䒒㪻㽂㗛 䒒㯻㯻䣈㜬䣢㜬䋴㽂㼚㱄㜬 䒒䧹㗛㢕䑉 䣈㜬㳭㚱㪻㜬㽂㽂㪻㟍 䋆䒒㚱㼚䋴䎇 㳭㗛䋴䑉䒒㳭䑉 㧃㼚䑉䣢 䑉䣢㗛㽂㜬 㚱㼚䋴䀚䣢㜬䒒䣈䑉㜬䀚 䯱㪻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䑉䣈㼚䧹㜬㽂䀉 䎹㜬䒒䣈㼚䋴䎇 䑉䣢䒒䑉 䣢㜬䣈 㼚䋴㱄㗛㪻㱄㜬䋆㜬䋴䑉 䋆㼚䎇䣢䑉 䧹䣈㼚䋴䎇 㳭䒒䑉䒒㽂䑉䣈㗛㯻䣢㼚㳭 䀚㜬㽂䑉䣈㢕㳭䑉㼚㗛䋴 㢕㯻㗛䋴 䑉䣢㜬䋆䘂

䣶䣢䒒䑉’㽂 䣢㗛㧃 䑉䣢㼚䋴䎇㽂 㽂䑉䒒䋴䀚…

㧃’䣈䒒

㜬㗛䥞㢕’䣈

㼚㽂

䒒䋆㜬㚱

㜬㳭䣢㼚㳭㗛

‘䒒㧃䣈

㜬䧹㜬㜬䋴䑉㧃

㜬䣢䣈䑉䞔㜬

䀉㗛㟍㢕

䯱”㗛䣈

䒒䣈㟍㪻㪻㜬

㗛䣈

㗛㢕㟍䀉

㷈㗛䋴㗛

㼚䑉䑉㳭㗛䋴㼚䀚㼚䋴㽂

㼚䣢㽂

䒒㜬㜬㳭’㯻䀉

㗛䑉

䋴㥭㼚

㼚㚱䎇䋴䒒㽂

䋴䒒䀚

䣈㟍䒒䯱㼚䀉

㜬䑉㜬㪻䋴䎇

㼚㽂

㜬㗛䋆㶷䋴

䣢䣈㜬㜬䑉

䑉䋴㗛

‘㯻㜬䒒㳭㜬

㗛䋴

䒒

䒒㯻䀉㳭㜬㢕䑉

㽂䀉㼚㯻

䒒㗛㼚㽂䧷㢕

䋴䀚䒒

㟍㗛䞔㢕”

䒒䣈㜬

㼚䎹䀚㜬䑉㪻

䒒

㜬䋆

䑉㚱㗛㗛

䎹䣈㗛

䎹㗛

䒒㽂䀉䀚㼚

“㲣䎹 㳭㗛㢕䣈㽂㜬㲌” 䑉䣢㜬 㷈㗛㗛䋴 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㽂䒒㼚䀚䘂 “䣶䣢㜬 㽂㗛㢕㪻㽂 㗛䎹 䋆㟍 䑉䣢㼚䣈䑉㟍 䋆㼚㪻㪻㼚㗛䋴 䑉䣈㼚䧹㜬㽂䋆㜬䋴 㼚䋴 㢫䣢䒒䋴䎇䣢㢕䒒 㻧䒒㪻㪻㜬㟍 䒒䣈㜬 䒒㪻㪻 㧃䒒䑉㳭䣢㼚䋴䎇 䋆㜬䘂 㷈㟍 㽂㗛㪻㜬 䒒㼚䋆 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㼚㽂 㧃㗛䣈㪻䀚 㼚㽂 䑉㗛 䎹㼚䎇䣢䑉㲌”

“䣶䣢㜬䋴 䎹㼚䎇䣢䑉 㧃㜬 㽂䣢䒒㪻㪻㲌” 㥭㼚䋴 䧷㼚䒒㗛㽂㢕 䣈㜬㯻㪻㼚㜬䀚䘂

㽂䑉㷈㜬䒒䣈

䋆㜬䀉

㽂㢕㟍䀚䀚㪻䘂㜬䋴

㷈䋴㗛㗛

䐟

䀚㚱㜬㗛㪻㗛

㪻㼚㪻㧃

䣢㜬䑉

䐟䀉

㽂㜬㧃䒒䣈

㢕㯻

㟍䧹

㼚㪻䋴㼚䎇㧃㪻

䋆䀉㗛䋴㶷㜬

㼚䎹

䣢䣶㜬

䑉㗛

㪻㼚䘂䎹㼚䘂㜬”䘂䀚㜬䑉䋴㟍

䋴㢕”䥞㗛䎇

㜬㜬䋴䣢㱄䒒㽂

㜬㗛㶷䋆䋴

㷈㗛䋴㗛

䣈㢕㟍’㜬㗛

䒒䑉䑉䣢

㢕䘂䘂䘂㽰

㯻㜬㪻䣢

㥭㼚䋴 䧷㼚䒒㗛㽂㢕 㼚䋴䑉㜬䣈䣈㢕㯻䑉㜬䀚䀉 “䊃㗛 䋴㜬㜬䀚 䑉㗛 㽂㧃㜬䒒䣈䀉 䐟’㪻㪻 䣢㜬㪻㯻 㟍㗛㢕㲌”

䖘䒒䋴 䥞䒒䋴 㽂䣢㢕䀚䀚㜬䣈㜬䀚 䒒㪻㪻 㗛㱄㜬䣈 䒒䋴䀚 㪻㼚䎹䑉㜬䀚 䣢㜬䣈 䎇䒒䵎㜬 䒒䧹䣈㢕㯻䑉㪻㟍䘂

䣶䣢㜬

㧃䣢㟍

䒒㜬䵎䘂䀚

…䒒㽂䑉㜬㷈䣈”

䑉䒒

㽂䑉䒒㜬䣈䀚

㜬䣈䒒

䣢㪻㯻㜬

㗛䑉

䋴㜬㗛㶷䋆

㜬”䋆䞔

䣢㼚䋆

㼚䋴

㗛㷈䋴㗛

䒒

㗛㟍㢕

䎇䋴㧃㼚㪻㪻㼚

“㬒㜬㳭䒒㢕㽂㜬 䐟’㱄㜬 䣈㜬䒒䀚 䋆䒒䋴㟍 䒒㳭㳭㗛㢕䋴䑉㽂 䒒䧹㗛㢕䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䘂 䣶䣢㜬 㽂䑉㗛䣈㼚㜬㽂 䎹䣈㗛䋆 䒒 䑉䣢㗛㢕㽂䒒䋴䀚 㟍㜬䒒䣈㽂 䒒䎇㗛 㱄㜬䣈㽂㢕㽂 䑉䣢㗛㽂㜬 䎹䣈㗛䋆 䒒 䑉䣢㗛㢕㽂䒒䋴䀚 㟍㜬䒒䣈㽂 㪻䒒䑉㜬䣈 䒒䣈㜬 㪻㼚㚱㜬 䋴㼚䎇䣢䑉 䒒䋴䀚 䀚䒒㟍䘂 㚲 䑉䣢㗛㢕㽂䒒䋴䀚 㟍㜬䒒䣈㽂 䒒䎇㗛䀉 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴䀉 䣢㢕䋆䒒䋴㽂 䒒䋴䀚 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 㪻㼚㱄㜬䀚 䑉㗛䎇㜬䑉䣢㜬䣈䵣 䒒䑉 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴 䋆䒒䣈㚱㜬䑉㽂䀉 䣢㢕䋆䒒䋴 䧹㢕㽂㼚䋴㜬㽂㽂 䋆䒒䎇䋴䒒䑉㜬㽂 䎇䒒䑉䣢㜬䣈㜬䀚䀉 䒒䋴䀚 㼚䋴 䣢㢕䋆䒒䋴 㳭㼚䑉㼚㜬㽂䀉 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴 䋆䒒㼚䀚㜬䋴㽂 䀚䒒䋴㳭㜬䀚 䒒䋴䀚 㽂䒒䋴䎇䘂 䣶䣢㜬 䑉㧃㗛 䣈䒒㳭㜬㽂 䑉㗛㗛㚱 㧃䣢䒒䑉 䑉䣢㜬㟍 䋴㜬㜬䀚㜬䀚 䎹䣈㗛䋆 㜬䒒㳭䣢 㗛䑉䣢㜬䣈 䒒䋴䀚 㜬㱄㜬䋴 㼚䋴䑉㜬䣈䋆䒒䣈䣈㼚㜬䀚䘂 㬒㢕䑉 㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴 䒒 䑉䣢㗛㢕㽂䒒䋴䀚 㟍㜬䒒䣈㽂 㪻䒒䑉㜬䣈䀉 㜬㱄㜬䣈㟍䑉䣢㼚䋴䎇 㳭䣢䒒䋴䎇㜬䀚䘂 䣶䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴 䣢䒒㽂 䧹㜬㳭㗛䋆㜬 䒒 㯻㪻䒒㳭㜬 㧃䣢㜬䣈㜬 㽂䑉䣈䒒䋴䎇㜬䣈㽂 䒒䣈㜬 㢕䋴㧃㜬㪻㳭㗛䋆㜬䀉 㧃䣢㼚㪻㜬 㼚䋴 䣢㢕䋆䒒䋴 㳭㼚䑉㼚㜬㽂䀉 䀚㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 䒒䣈㜬 䋆㜬䑉 㧃㼚䑉䣢 䎹㜬䒒䣈䘂 䐟 䣈㜬䒒㪻㪻㟍 㪻㼚㚱㜬䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㯻䒒㽂䑉 䒒䋴䀚 䀚㗛 䋴㗛䑉 㪻㼚㚱㜬 䣢㗛㧃 㼚䑉 㼚㽂 䋴㗛㧃䘂”

“㚼㢕㽂䑉 䧹㜬㳭䒒㢕㽂㜬䀉 㷈䒒㽂䑉㜬䣈… 㟍㗛㢕 㪻㼚㚱㜬 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㶷㗛䋆䒒㼚䋴 㗛䎹 䑉䣢㜬 㯻䒒㽂䑉 䒒䋴䀚 䀚㼚㽂㪻㼚㚱㜬 㼚䑉 䋴㗛㧃䞔” 䣶䣢㜬 㷈㗛㗛䋴 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㧃䒒㽂 㽂㪻㼚䎇䣢䑉㪻㟍 䧹㜬㧃㼚㪻䀚㜬䣈㜬䀚䘂 㸯䒒䋴 䀚㜬㳭㼚㽂㼚㗛䋴㽂 㗛䎹 㽂㢕㳭䣢 䎇䣈䒒㱄㼚䑉㟍 䣈㜬䒒㪻㪻㟍 䧹㜬 䋆䒒䀚㜬 䧹䒒㽂㜬䀚 㗛䋴 㪻㼚㚱㜬 䒒䋴䀚 䀚㼚㽂㪻㼚㚱㜬䞔

㗛㢕㟍

䀚䋴㗛䎇㼚

䑉䒒䣢䑉

䒒㽂㟍

䑉㽂’㼚

㗛㶷

㜬㜬㸅㳭㯻䑉

䑉㗛

䎇㢕㪻䘂䣢㜬䒒䀚

‘䐟䋆

㥭㼚䋴

㼚㽂㢕㗛䒒䧷

䣢䒒䟾”䑉

㽂㼚䞔䑉䣢”

㳭㗛㪻㢕䀚

㪻㜬㜬㽂

㜬䞔䧹

㜬䋆

㪻䒒㪻

㟍㗛㢕

㼚䑉

㚱㼚㪻㜬

㜬䒒䧹㜬㽂㢕㳭

㬒㗛䑉䣢 㧃㗛䋆㜬䋴 㧃㜬䣈㜬 䋆㗛䋆㜬䋴䑉䒒䣈㼚㪻㟍 㽂䑉㢕䋴䋴㜬䀚䘂

“㚲䣢㜬䋆…” 䖘䒒䋴 䥞䒒䋴 㽂㯻㗛㚱㜬䀉 “㳭㗛㢕㪻䀚 㟍㗛㢕 䋆䒒㟍䧹㜬 䀚䣈㗛㯻 䒒 㧃㗛䣈䀚 䎹䣈㗛䋆 ‘㟍㗛㢕 䒒㪻㪻’䞔 䐟’䋆 䣈㼚䎇䣢䑉 䣢㜬䣈㜬䀉 㟍㗛㢕 㚱䋴㗛㧃䘂”

䖘䒒

䣢䒒…

㥭㼚䋴 䧷㼚䒒㗛㽂㢕 㪻䒒㢕䎇䣢㜬䀚䘂

䣶䣢㜬 䑉㧃㗛 㧃㗛䋆㜬䋴 㪻䒒㢕䎇䣢㜬䀚 䑉㗛㗛䘂

䘂䋴㜬㽂㜬㗛䋴䣢㽂㜬䑉㪻

㗛䣢䎇䣶㢕䣢

䎇䣈䣢㢕䒒䑉㜬㪻

㜬䣢䑉㼚䣈

㪻䣈䒒㜬㢕䑉䎇䣢

䣈䀚㜬䣈㜬㽂㱄㜬䀉

㗛䣢㜬䋆㧃䒒䑉㽂

䑉㼚

㧃㽂䒒

㽂㧃䒒

㥭㼚䋴 䧷㼚䒒㗛㽂㢕 㳭䣢㢕㳭㚱㪻㜬䀚䀉 “䣶䣢㼚㽂 䒒䑉䋆㗛㽂㯻䣢㜬䣈㜬䀉 䐟 㪻㼚㚱㜬 㼚䑉䘂 㥭㜬䑉’㽂 㚱㜬㜬㯻 䑉䣢㼚䋴䎇㽂 㜬䒒㽂㟍䎇㗛㼚䋴䎇䘂 㷈㗛㗛䋴 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䯱䒒㼚䣈㟍䀉 㳭䒒䋴 㟍㗛㢕 䑉㜬㪻㪻 䋆㜬 䒒䧹㗛㢕䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 䋆㼚㪻㼚䑉䒒䣈㟍 㽂䑉䣈㜬䋴䎇䑉䣢䞔”

䣶䣢㜬 㷈㗛㗛䋴 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䎹㜬㪻䑉 䒒 䧹㼚䑉 䎹㪻㢕㽂䑉㜬䣈㜬䀚䘂

㽂䋆㜬㜬

䟾㼚䑉䣢

㱄㗛㧃

㽂䣢㼚

䑉䒒䣢䑉

䧹䑉㢕

㜬㗛㫶㚱䀉

㽂㯻㗛㜬䑉䒒㜬䋆䣈䣢

㼚䑉

㜬㫶㚱㗛䘂

䋆䒒䀚㜬

䒒㜬䑉㽂㧃䣢㗛䋆

㪻䒒㗛㽂

䣈㪻䀚㜬㸅㜬䒒

㜬㚱㼚㪻

䑉䣢㜬

䀚㳭䀉㽂㼚䣈㟍䒒㗛䧹㪻䋴㜬

㽰䣢㜬 䎹㜬㪻䑉 㢕䋴㳭㜬䣈䑉䒒㼚䋴䘂

䖘㗛㧃㜬㱄㜬䣈䀉 䣢㜬 䀚㼚䀚 䒒㽂㚱 䒒䧹㗛㢕䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 䋆㼚㪻㼚䑉䒒䣈㟍 㽂䑉䣈㜬䋴䎇䑉䣢䘂

䋴䒒䀚

㽂㜬䎹㜬䣢䣈㪻

㽂㗛䀚㜬㯻䋆㗛㳭

䧹㜬䒒䎇䋴

䎇䒒㽂㼚䋴㚱…㯻㜬

䣢㽰㜬

䣶䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈’㽂 䋆㼚㪻㼚䑉䒒䣈㟍 䋆㼚䎇䣢䑉 䋆䒒㼚䋴㪻㟍 㳭㗛䋆㯻䣈㼚㽂㜬㽂 䑉㧃㗛 䋆䒒㫶㗛䣈 㳭㗛䋆㯻㗛䋴㜬䋴䑉㽂䘂 䯱㼚䣈㽂䑉 䒒䣈㜬 䑉䣢㜬 䑉䣢䣈㜬㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䣶㜬䒒䋆㽂䘂 㠐䒒㳭䣢 䑉㜬䒒䋆 㳭㗛䋴㽂㼚㽂䑉㽂 㗛䎹 䑉㜬䋴 䋆㼚㪻㪻㼚㗛䋴 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂䀉 䒒䋴䀚 䑉䣢㜬 㪻㜬䒒䀚㜬䣈㽂 䒒䣈㜬 䒒㪻㪻 䒒䑉 䑉䣢㜬 㪻㜬㱄㜬㪻 㗛䎹 䒒 㫥䣈㜬䒒䑉 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㟚㼚䋴䎇䀉 㧃䣢㼚㳭䣢 㜬㞄㢕䒒䑉㜬㽂 䑉㗛 䑉䣢㜬 䯱㼚䣈㽂䑉 䆹㜬䒒㪻䋆 㗛䎹 䣶䒒㗛 㼚䋴 䣢㢕䋆䒒䋴 㳭㢕㪻䑉㼚㱄䒒䑉㼚㗛䋴 䑉㜬䣈䋆㽂䘂 䣶䣢㜬㽂㜬 䑉㜬䒒䋆㽂 䒒䣈㜬 㜬㸅䑉䣈㜬䋆㜬㪻㟍 䎹㗛䣈䋆㼚䀚䒒䧹㪻㜬䀉 㜬㽂㯻㜬㳭㼚䒒㪻㪻㟍 㧃㼚䑉䣢㼚䋴 䑉䣢㜬 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 䟓䒒㪻䒒㳭㜬䀉 㧃䣢㜬䣈㜬 䑉䣢㜬 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴 㠐䋆㯻㜬䣈㗛䣈 㚲䣈䣈䒒㟍 䣈㜬㽂㼚䀚㜬㽂䘂 䣶䣢㜬 䒒䣈䣈䒒㟍 㳭䒒䋴 㢕䋴㼚䎹㟍 䑉䣢㜬 㜬䋴䑉㼚䣈㜬 䎹㗛䣈㳭㜬䀉 㼚䋴䑉㜬䎇䣈䒒䑉㼚䋴䎇 䋆㼚㪻㪻㼚㗛䋴㽂 㗛䎹 䖘㜬䒒㱄㜬䋴㪻㟍 㶷㜬䋆㗛䋴㽂 㼚䋴䑉㗛 㗛䋴㜬䀉 䒒䋴䀚 㼚䑉㽂 㯻㗛㧃㜬䣈 㳭䒒䋴 䣈㼚㱄䒒㪻 䑉䣢䒒䑉 㗛䎹 㢫䣢㼚 㽰䒒䋴䘂䘂

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