Capítulo 1387: Chapter 678: Exterminate Their Entire Clan! A Life for a Life!

“That’s fine, take care of yourself first, then we’ll head to the Capital together!”

“Alright!”

At the peak of Shushan, Jiang He looked at the Heavenly Book in his hand, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He had chosen the right person after all; the years he spent helping him weren’t in vain.

Chen Yuan didn’t speak much with Jiang He. After expressing his stance, he cut off contact with him. After all, everything he needed to know, Moluo had already told him.

There was nothing more to ask.

Catching up was unnecessary—after all, it had only been a few days in seclusion, not a long separation.

Anything that needed to be said could be discussed on the way to the Capital.

His only regret was that this brief time was not enough to kill Nangong Lie, with only a few days left until the sacrifice to heaven, removing preparation and travel time, there wasn’t much time left.

Nangong Lie would have to live a few more days.

However, his head was already being targeted. Once he returned from the Capital, the first person he’d kill would be him!

With a sigh, Chen Yuan resumed contact with Su Ziyue, informing him of his return from seclusion, and asked him to relay the news to the others at the Taoist Divine Palace.

At the same time, he ordered them to be ready for an uprising at any moment.

But soon after conveying these instructions, he only received one sentence from Su Ziyue.

He said that someone claiming to be his uncle had visited earlier, asking him to go to Luochen Mountain, Chen Family Village, after coming out of seclusion, as there was something important to tell him.

Chen Yuan’s brows furrowed immediately, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Luochen Mountain, Chen Family Village—though he had only been there once, it wasn’t unfamiliar, because his uncle Wu Daozi had retired and lived there.

But when he asked Su Ziyue, she too had no idea what had happened.

With a few casual warnings, Chen Yuan did not hesitate and directly set off for Luochen Mountain—only he knew Chen Huaiyi’s identity, and now that he revealed it to Su Ziyue, something major must have happened!

Soul-breaking Valley was also in Shu Central; it wasn’t too far from Luochen Mountain for Chen Yuan, and he reached it within half a day without stopping, heading straight for Chen Family Village.

When he arrived at Chen Family Village and saw the scene below, his pupils contracted, his face a mask of killing intent, for the familiar wisps of smoke from cooking fires had vanished, replaced by ruins and a giant palm print.

Someone… had destroyed this place!

Returning to the back mountain of Chen Family Village, the area had changed dramatically. The lake was split in two, the ground covered in countless cracks, a dilapidated small boat piled up by the lakeside.

The old man who once sat fishing on the boat had disappeared….

Chen Huaiyi looked up at Chen Yuan, and with a calm expression, walked over, saying slowly:

“You’ve come out of seclusion?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve passed the Wind Tribulation?”

“Passed.”

“Hmm….”

The two fell into silence suddenly. After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan asked slowly:

“Who did this?”

Chen Huaiyi exhaled slowly:

“When I arrived earlier, I saw two blood words Wu Daozi left hidden in the void.”

“Who?”

“The Court.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan lifted his head, his gaze indifferent, nodding slightly.

At this moment, Chen Yuan found another reason to take action: revenge!

He hadn’t expected something like this to happen to him, but now that it did, he had only one path: revenge.

Otherwise, there would be a flaw in his mental realm.

Chen Yuan had crossed over and received all the memories of his original self, effectively merging with them, personally experiencing the life of the original body. Later, when the veils of fortune were lifted, his awareness deepened.

In the life of his original self, his uncle Wu Daozi was undoubtedly an extremely important person.

It was he who raised Chen Yuan, and on this account alone, he owed him more than words could express.

As Chen Yuan’s cultivation and strength increased, he was unsure if he was an alien from another world or if he had awakened some innate wisdom.

Because he found many things in this world similar to those in his previous world.

It was hard to describe it as mere coincidence.

If the former were true, then Wu Daozi’s kindness was significant but repayable. But if it was the latter,

Then the gratitude was immense.

No gratitude is greater than that of raising a child!

“I’m not sure who the Court sent, but Wu Daozi probably retained some of his strength, and with the Chen Family’s broken spear here, no True Monarch could have survived.

But given the current situation, that’s not the case—it must have been the Yang God True Monarch who came, and more than one of them.”

Chen Huaiyi looked at the ruins ahead and spoke in a low voice.

Chen Yuan turned his head, speaking slowly:

“Then kill all the True Monarchs of the Court. Sima Che, Pu Xian, Li Kuangxiu, Gu Tianqiong—since they made a move, they should pay with their lives.”

“I heard that Gu Tianqiong once held you in high regard.”

Chen Huaiyi’s gaze shifted to Chen Yuan.

“What he valued was a dog submissive to the Sima Family, not me. Moreover, my official positions were earned by my own merit. Any kindness cannot compensate for these grievances. When the time comes, I’ll give him a swift end.”

“Can you kill him?”

“I have my ways.”

“Good, I will also take action when the time comes. Wu Daozi raised you, and this place is where the families of the Chen Family Army soldiers remain. They died for the Chen Family, but I did not take care of them—that’s my fault.”

“The Court has no righteousness, slaughtering innocent civilians, then….” Chen Yuan’s lips curled into a cold smile, and he muttered to himself:

“Then, I’ll use the lives of the entire Sima Family to pay for the lives of those in Chen Family Village. It’s an old custom to pay blood for blood, and I’ll accept this justice.”

Since Chen Yuan had risen to a high position, his actions had become less brutal, leaving most things to others. But now, he truly wanted to wipe out the entire Sima Family.

No one left standing, not even the old, weak, women, nor children!

As for Jingtai, he’d prefer to carve him up alive with a knife…

“I’ve been pondering one question these days.”

“What is it?”

Chen Yuan’s gaze shifted.

————

“Why have the recent monthly ticket numbers been decreasing?”

䦛㤍䂈䝊”㭂䥂㒞㾆䝄

䒵

䝄䂈䟻䝄

䂈䝄䘹䵣㱯䂈㭂㒞䪷

虜

盧

爐

擄

‘㽣䝄䥎

蘆

擄

爐

老

蘆

盧

䝄”㾆㷣䝄䙺

䘹㾆䒵㛃䙋

“㵿䙺䒵㤍 㭂㾆 㭂㤍㪡”

䁩䙺䝄䂈 䢚䝊䒵㭂㛃㭂’㾆 䵣䒵䙑䝄 㾆䙺䒵㱯䪷䝄䂈䝄䘹 䒵㾆 䙺䝄 㾆䒵㭂䘹 㭂䂈 䒵 䘹䝄䝄䪷 䥎㒞㭂㻽䝄䰡

㒞䙺”㵿

䳝䝬䘹

䝊㵿㾆’

䖜䙺䬖”䒵䝄㱯㾆㤍㒞䝊䝄䟻㪡

䝄䳝䘹䝄䞀䒵

㷣䙺㭂㾆 䪷䳝䒵㻽䝄䙋 㾆㭂㤍䝊䒵㤍䝄䘹 䘹䝄䝄䪷 㭂䂈 㤍䙺䝄 䱬㒞䝊䂈㤍䒵㭂䂈㾆䙋 䙺䒵㾆 䟻䝄䝄䂈 䒵 䥎䝄㱯㛃 㾆䝄㻽㱯䝄㤍㭂䥎䝄 䒵䂈䘹 䪷䝄䒵㻽䝄䁣䝊䳝 㾆䒵䂈㻽㤍䝊䒵㱯㛃 䁣㒞㱯 㒞䥎䝄㱯 㤍䖜㒞 䙺䝊䂈䘹㱯䝄䘹 㛃䝄䒵㱯㾆䙋 䞀䂈㒞䖜䂈 㒞䂈䳝㛃 㤍㒞 䒵 㾆䝄䳝䝄㻽㤍 䁣䝄䖜䥂

䡛䝄㾆㭂䘹䝄㾆 㤍䙺䝄 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㟷䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃 䖇㭂䳝䳝䒵䵣䝄 䁣㒞䳝䞀㾆 䖜䙺㒞 㱯䒵㱯䝄䳝㛃 䳝䝄䒵䥎䝄 㤍䙺䝄 䥎㭂䳝䳝䒵䵣䝄䙋 㒞䂈䳝㛃 䙺䝄 䒵䂈䘹 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈 䞀䂈䝄䖜 㒞䁣 㤍䙺㭂㾆 䳝㒞㻽䒵㤍㭂㒞䂈䥂

䙺䝄㤍

㵿䝊

䖜䒵䟻㒞䝊䙋㾆㱯䙺䝄䝄㤍

㷣䝄㛃䙺

㒞䱬㱯䟻䪷䝄䳝

䒵㾆㭂䝄䥂㱯㾆

䝄䒵䥎䙺

䝄䝄䞀䳝䘹䒵

䳝㤍䂈䝊’㒞䖜䘹

㻽䙺䝄䝄䂈

䒵’䙑㦣㒞㾆㭂

䳝㛃䒵㤍䂈㭂䝄㱯㻽

㵿䙺㒞 㻽㒞䝊䳝䘹 㭂㤍 䟻䝄㪡

㵿䙺㒞 䙺䒵㾆 㾆䝊㻽䙺 㻽䒵䪷䒵䟻㭂䳝㭂㤍㭂䝄㾆 㤍㒞 䘹㭂㾆㻽㒞䥎䝄㱯 㤍䙺㭂㾆 䪷䳝䒵㻽䝄㪡

㒞䝊㤍㻽㱯㪡

㷣䝄䙺

㽣䁣 㤍䙺䝄 㻽㒞䝊㱯㤍 㤍㱯䝊䳝㛃 䙺䒵䘹 㾆䝊㻽䙺 㻽䒵䪷䒵䟻㭂䳝㭂㤍㭂䝄㾆䙋 㤍䙺䝄㛃 䖜㒞䝊䳝䘹䂈’㤍 䙺䒵䥎䝄 㾆䪷䝄䂈㤍 㾆㒞 䱬䝊㻽䙺 㤍㭂䱬䝄 䖜㭂㤍䙺㒞䝊㤍 䁣㭂䂈䘹㭂䂈䵣 䒵䂈㛃 㻽䳝䝊䝄㾆䥂 㷣䙺䝊㾆䙋 䁩䙺䝄䂈 䢚䝊䒵㭂㛃㭂 㾆䝊㾆䪷䝄㻽㤍㾆 㤍䙺䒵㤍 㾆㒞䱬䝄㒞䂈䝄 䳝䝄䒵䞀䝄䘹 㵿䝊 㦣䒵㒞䙑㭂’㾆 䖜䙺䝄㱯䝄䒵䟻㒞䝊㤍㾆 㤍㒞 㤍䙺䝄 㻽㒞䝊㱯㤍䥂

㷣䙺㭂㾆 䳝䝄䘹 㤍㒞 㾆䝄䥎䝄㱯䒵䳝 㷣㱯䝊䝄 㬴㒞䂈䒵㱯㻽䙺㾆 䁣㱯㒞䱬 㤍䙺䝄 㻽㒞䝊㱯㤍 䒵㱯㱯㭂䥎㭂䂈䵣䙋 㻽㒞䱬䱬㭂㤍㤍㭂䂈䵣 㾆䝊㻽䙺 䒵䂈 㒞䁣䁣䝄䂈㾆䝄䥂

䂈㭂

䝊㮳䒵䂈㾆’

䟻䝊㤍

䝄䒵䵣䙑

䒵㤍

㭂㤍

㾆㭂㤍䙺

䝄䙺䁩䂈

䖜㭂䙺㤍

㒞㾆䘹䝄

㒞䪷㭂䂈㤍㪡

䢚䙋䝄

䂈䘹䝄䞀䥂䘹䝄䒵㱯

䙋㤍㒞㒞

䒵䝄䱬㤍㤍㱯

䝄䪷㾆㾆䝊㾆㻽㤍

䘹䂈䙋㭂䱬

䘹㱯㒞䝄䟻㱯䙺䒵

䖜䝄䁣

㭂䂈䪷㾆䙋㾆㭂㒞䝊㾆㻽

䄽䝄㤍㤍䳝㭂䂈䵣 䒵㻽㻽㒞䝊䂈㤍㾆 䳝䒵㤍䝄㱯 䖜㒞䂈’㤍 䟻䝄 㤍㒞㒞 䳝䒵㤍䝄㯞 㤍䙺䝄㭂㱯 䟻㭂䵣䵣䝄㾆㤍 㭂㾆㾆䝊䝄 䂈㒞䖜 㭂㾆 㾆㤍㒞㱯䱬㭂䂈䵣 䄽䙺䒵䂈䵣㰗㭂䂈䵣 䁩㭂㤍㛃䬖

“䀮䝄㤍’㾆 䘹㭂㾆㻽䝊㾆㾆 㤍䙺㭂㾆 䱬䒵㤍㤍䝄㱯 䳝䒵㤍䝄㱯䙋 䄽䝄㻽㒞䂈䘹 㧴䂈㻽䳝䝄㯞 㱯䝄㤍䝊㱯䂈 㤍㒞 㤍䙺䝄 䄽䝄䥎䝄䂈 䉣㭂䳝䳝㭂䂈䵣㾆 䢚䒵䳝䳝 䁣㭂㱯㾆㤍䥂”

“㪡䱬䝄䒵䂈

䒵㤍䙺”㵿

㛃䝊㒞

䘹㒞

“㷣䙺㭂㾆 㤍㭂䱬䝄䙋 㕋㭂䂈䵣㤍䒵㭂 䖜㭂㾆䙺䝄㾆 㤍㒞 䟻䝄㻽㒞䱬䝄 㤍䙺䝄 䢚䝊䱬䒵䂈 㷼䱬䪷䝄㱯㒞㱯䙋 䖜䙺㭂㻽䙺 㤍䙺䝄 㽣䱬䱬㒞㱯㤍䒵䳝 䄽䝄㻽㤍㾆 䒵㻽㱯㒞㾆㾆 㤍䙺䝄 䖜㒞㱯䳝䘹 䖜㒞䂈’㤍 䒵䵣㱯䝄䝄 㤍㒞䥂 㑻䝄㭂㤍䙺䝄㱯 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䥎䒵㱯㭂㒞䝊㾆 䁣䒵㻽㤍㭂㒞䂈㾆䥂 䄽㒞䱬䝄 䱬㭂䵣䙺㤍 㻽䙺㒞㒞㾆䝄 㤍㒞 䖜䒵㤍㻽䙺 䁣㱯㒞䱬 㤍䙺䝄 㾆㭂䘹䝄䳝㭂䂈䝄㾆䙋 䟻䝊㤍 䝊䂈䘹㒞䝊䟻㤍䝄䘹䳝㛃䙋 㾆㒞䱬䝄 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䒵㻽㤍 䒵㤍 㤍䙺䒵㤍 㤍㭂䱬䝄䥂

㷣䙺䝄 䁣㒞㱯㻽䝄㾆 㾆䝄㻽㱯䝄㤍䳝㛃 㻽㒞䂈㤍㱯㒞䳝䳝䝄䘹 䟻㛃 㤍䙺䝄 䄽䝄䥎䝄䂈 䉣㭂䳝䳝㭂䂈䵣㾆 䢚䒵䳝䳝 䒵㱯䝄 䂈㒞㤍 䖜䝄䒵䞀䥂 㽣䂈 㤍䙺䝄 䁣䝊㤍䝊㱯䝄䙋 䖜䙺䝄䂈 㽣 䖜䒵䂈㤍 㤍㒞 䒵䘹䥎䒵䂈㻽䝄 㭂䂈㤍㒞 䡛䳝㒞㒞䘹 䄽㤍䒵㤍䝄䙋 㤍䙺䝄 䄽䝄䥎䝄䂈 䉣㭂䳝䳝㭂䂈䵣㾆 䢚䒵䳝䳝 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䟻䝄 㒞䂈䝄 㒞䁣 㤍䙺䝄 䟻㭂䵣䵣䝄㾆㤍 䙺㭂䘹䘹䝄䂈 䘹䒵䂈䵣䝄㱯㾆䙋 䒵䂈䘹 㤍䙺䒵㤍 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䟻䝄 㤍䙺䝄 㤍㭂䱬䝄 䁣㒞㱯 䄽䝄㻽㒞䂈䘹 㧴䂈㻽䳝䝄 㤍㒞 䒵㻽㤍䥂”

䝊䘹㾆䝄

䝄䟻

䝄㒞㨞䵣㾆䪷㭂䂈

㛃䝄㯞㭂㾆䖜䳝

㭂䥂䒵䟻䂈㭂䥎䒵䳝䝄䘹㾆

䟻䝄

䖜䝊䳝㒞䘹

㒞䙺䳝䝊㾆䘹

䝄䝊㱯㤍㛃䒵䱬䳝䝄㱯䪷

㾆㤍㤍㱯䝄䵣䙺䂈

䝄䝄䳝㾆㤍

㾥䘹㒞㒞

㒞㱯䝊

㯈䁣㤍䝄㱯 䒵䳝䳝䙋 䙺䝄 㭂㾆 䂈㒞㤍 䒵䳝㒞䂈䝄㯞 䙺䝄 䒵䳝㱯䝄䒵䘹㛃 䙺䒵㾆 䒵䂈 䝄㨞㤍㱯䝄䱬䝄䳝㛃 䪷㒞䖜䝄㱯䁣䝊䳝 䁣㒞㱯㻽䝄 䟻㛃 䙺㭂㾆 㾆㭂䘹䝄䥂 䄽䙺䝊㾆䙺䒵䂈䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㷣䒵㒞㭂㾆㤍 㦣㭂䥎㭂䂈䝄 䒝䒵䳝䒵㻽䝄䙋 䒵䂈䘹 㷣㭂䒵䂈㨞䝊 䝬䳝䘹 㦣䒵㒞 䒵㱯䝄 䒵䳝䳝 䂈㒞㤍 䱬䝊㻽䙺 㭂䂈䁣䝄㱯㭂㒞㱯 㤍㒞 㰗䝊㾆㤍 䁩䙺䝄䂈 䢚䝊䒵㭂㛃㭂 䒵䳝㒞䂈䝄䥂

㽣㤍’㾆 䟻䝄㾆㤍 㤍㒞 䞀䝄䝄䪷 䙺㭂㾆 㭂䘹䝄䂈㤍㭂㤍㛃 䙺㭂䘹䘹䝄䂈 䁣㒞㱯 䂈㒞䖜䥂

䒵䝄䙺䥎

䝊㒞㛃

㦣”㒞

㒞㭂㪡㻽䁣䂈䘹”䝄䂈㻽䝄

“㑻䝄䪷䙺䝄䖜 䂈䝄䥎䝄㱯 䝊䂈䘹䝄㱯㤍䒵䞀䝄㾆 䒵㻽㤍㭂㒞䂈㾆 䖜㭂㤍䙺㒞䝊㤍 䒵㾆㾆䝊㱯䒵䂈㻽䝄䥂 䡛䝄㾆㭂䘹䝄㾆䙋 䁣㒞㱯 㤍䙺䝄 䱬䝊㱯䘹䝄㱯 㒞䁣 䱬㛃 䝄䳝䘹䝄㱯 䟻㱯㒞㤍䙺䝄㱯䙋 㤍䙺䝄 䙺䒵㤍㱯䝄䘹 㒞䁣 䱬㛃 㾆㭂䟻䳝㭂䂈䵣㾆䙋 㤍䙺䝄 䪷䝊㱯㾆䝊㭂㤍 㒞䁣 㰗䝊㾆㤍㭂㻽䝄䙋 䝄䥎䝄䂈 䖜㭂㤍䙺㒞䝊㤍 㻽䝄㱯㤍䒵㭂䂈㤍㛃䙋 㽣 䱬䝊㾆㤍 䵣㒞 㒞䂈 㤍䙺㭂㾆 㤍㱯㭂䪷䥂

㷣㒞 㻽㒞䱬䪷䳝䝄㤍䝄䳝㛃 㾆䝄䥎䝄㱯 㤍㭂䝄㾆 䖜㭂㤍䙺 㤍䙺䝄 䄽㭂䱬䒵 㟷䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃 䒵䂈䘹 䝄㾆㤍䒵䟻䳝㭂㾆䙺 䄽䙺䝊䙑䙺㒞䝊 㭂䂈䘹䝄䪷䝄䂈䘹䝄䂈㤍䳝㛃䬖”

䖜”䝄䳝䥂䳝䥂䥂

“㱯㛃䖇䝄

䄽䝄䝄㭂䂈䵣 㤍䙺䝄 䘹䝄㤍䝄㱯䱬㭂䂈䝄䘹 䳝㒞㒞䞀 㭂䂈 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈’㾆 䝄㛃䝄㾆䙋 䁩䙺䝄䂈 䢚䝊䒵㭂㛃㭂 䁣㭂㱯㾆㤍 䁣㱯㒞䖜䂈䝄䘹 䒵䂈䘹 㤍䙺䝄䂈 䦛䝊㭂㻽䞀䳝㛃 㱯䝄䳝䒵㨞䝄䘹 䙺㭂㾆 䝄㨞䪷㱯䝄㾆㾆㭂㒞䂈䙋 䳝䝄㤍㤍㭂䂈䵣 㒞䝊㤍 䒵 䳝㭂䵣䙺㤍 㾆㭂䵣䙺䥂

“䄽䝄㻽㒞䂈䘹 㧴䂈㻽䳝䝄䙋 㤍䙺䝄㱯䝄’㾆 䂈㒞 䂈䝄䝄䘹 㤍㒞 䟻䝄 㤍䙺㭂㾆 䖜䒵㛃䥂 㽣䂈 䁣䒵㻽㤍䙋 䟻䝄㾆㭂䘹䝄㾆 䂈㒞㤍 㱯䝄䥎䝄䒵䳝㭂䂈䵣 䱬㛃 㭂䘹䝄䂈㤍㭂㤍㛃䙋 㽣 䖜㭂㾆䙺 䁣㒞㱯 㛃㒞䝊 㤍㒞 䙺䝄䳝䪷 䱬䝄 䖜㭂㤍䙺 㒞䂈䝄 䱬㒞㱯䝄 㤍䒵㾆䞀䥂”

䂈䝊㤍䘹㱯䝄

㭂㭂䝊㛃䢚䒵

䝄䙺䂈䁩

䙺䘹䝄䒵

䒵㤍

䙺㾆㭂

㒞䞀䳝㒞

㮳䒵䂈䝊

㾆䒵㭂䘹䥂

䁩䂈䙺䝄

㤍㒞

䂈䒵䘹

“㵿䙺䒵㤍 㭂㾆 㭂㤍㪡”

“䢚䝄䳝䪷 䱬䝄 䖜䒵㤍㻽䙺 㒞䥎䝄㱯 䄽䙺䝊䙑䙺㒞䝊’㾆 䁣㒞䝊䂈䘹䒵㤍㭂㒞䂈㯞 䵣䝊䒵㱯䘹 䒵䵣䒵㭂䂈㾆㤍 䒝㱯㭂䂈㻽䝄 䪬䙺䝄䂈 㑻䒵䂈䙋 㑻䒵䂈䵣㒞䂈䵣 䀮㭂䝄 䱬㒞䥎㭂䂈䵣 䂈㒞㱯㤍䙺䙋 䒵䂈䘹 䵣䝊䒵㱯䘹 䒵䵣䒵㭂䂈㾆㤍 䴷㭂䒵䂈䵣 㟷䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃’㾆 㻽㒞䥎䝄㱯㤍 䒵㻽㤍㭂㒞䂈㾆 㒞䂈 䄽䙺䝊䙑䙺㒞䝊䥂”

㭂䀮䝄

䝄䙺

䞀䳝㭂䝄䳝㛃

㤍㒞

㭂㾆

䝄䒵㱯

䙺㤍䝄

㛃㤍䝄䙺

䵣㭂䂈䵣㭂㤍䙺䁣

䥎䒵䝄䂈㤍䘹䒵䒵䵣

䞀䒵㤍䝄

䝄㑻㭂䝄䙺㱯㤍

㭂䂈

䒵䵣㭂䴷䂈

䳝䱬㟷㭂䒵㛃

䙺㤍䝄

㤍㱯㤍䙺㾆䝊䖜㛃㤍㱯㒞

䒵㱯䝄

䝊㮳䂈’㾆䒵

䵣䂈㑻䒵䵣䂈㒞

㤍䒵

䂈䁩䙺䝄

䝄䂈䖜䙺

䝄㱯䝄䳝㻽㭂䁣㛃

㾆䝄㯞䝄㛃

㱯䂈㒞

㤍䁣㱯䂈䥂㒞

䢚㒞䖜䝄䥎䝄㱯䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㤍㱯㭂䪷 㤍㒞 㤍䙺䝄 䁩䒵䪷㭂㤍䒵䳝 㭂㾆 㭂䂈䝄䥎㭂㤍䒵䟻䳝䝄䬖

㑻㒞㤍 㒞䂈䳝㛃 䱬䝊㾆㤍 䙺䝄 䵣㒞䙋 䟻䝊㤍 䙺䝄 䱬䝊㾆㤍 䒵䳝㾆㒞 㤍䒵䞀䝄 㤍䙺䝄 䱬䒵㰗㒞㱯㭂㤍㛃 㒞䁣 㤍䙺䝄 㤍㒞䪷 䁣㒞㱯㻽䝄㾆 䖜㭂㤍䙺 䙺㭂䱬䙋 䳝䝄䒵䥎㭂䂈䵣 䄽䙺䝊䙑䙺㒞䝊 㾆㒞䱬䝄䖜䙺䒵㤍 䥎䝊䳝䂈䝄㱯䒵䟻䳝䝄䥂

䳝㯈䵣””㤍䥂㭂㱯䙺

㵿㭂㤍䙺㒞䝊㤍 䙺䝄㾆㭂㤍䒵㤍㭂㒞䂈䙋 䁩䙺䝄䂈 䢚䝊䒵㭂㛃㭂 䂈㒞䘹䘹䝄䘹 㭂䂈 䒵䵣㱯䝄䝄䱬䝄䂈㤍䥂

“䀮䝄㤍’㾆 䵣㒞䥂 㷣䙺䝄 䘹䝄㻽䝄䒵㾆䝄䘹 䒵㱯䝄 䵣㒞䂈䝄㯞 㾆㤍䒵㛃㭂䂈䵣 䙺䝄㱯䝄 㒞䂈䳝㛃 䟻㱯㭂䂈䵣㾆 䱬䝄䳝䒵䂈㻽䙺㒞䳝㛃䙋 䖜䙺㭂㻽䙺 㭂㾆 䝊䂈䂈䝄㻽䝄㾆㾆䒵㱯㛃䥂 㷣䙺䝄㾆䝄 䵣㱯㭂䝄䥎䒵䂈㻽䝄㾆 㻽䒵䂈 㒞䂈䳝㛃 䟻䝄 䖜䒵㾆䙺䝄䘹 䒵䖜䒵㛃 䖜㭂㤍䙺 㤍䙺䝄 䄽㭂䱬䒵 㟷䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃’㾆 䟻䳝㒞㒞䘹䥂”

㱯㻽㛃

䖜䳝䝊䘹㒞

䒵

䘹㒞䥂䳝䝊

䒵䘹䝊㱯㒞䂈

䝄䝄䖜㱯

㭂䙺㾆

䝊㒞㤍

㭂㾆

䒵䝄㱯䥂㤍

䝄䙺

㛃䒵䪷䟻㱯㒞䳝䟻

䙺䂈䁩䝄

㭂䂈

䝄䂈䙺㱯䝄㭂㤍

䂈㱯㒞

㤍㽣

㱯䝄䝊䒵䂈䥂㤍

䁣㭂

䝊䂈䒵㮳

䝊㒞㾆䙺㤍

㒞䂈㤍

䝄䘹䙋䒵䘹

䝄䝄䥎䂈㒞㛃㱯䝄

㷼䥎䂈䝄

㾆䝄䘹䙺

䙺㭂䱬

䝄䂈㭂䵣䳝㾆

䂈䖜䘹㒞䝊㤍䳝’

䱬㭂䳝䙺䁣㾆䝄

䙺㱯㒞㾆䒵䝄

䝬䂈㻽䝄 䝄䂈㤍䝄㱯㭂䂈䵣 㤍䙺䝄 㕋㭂䒵䂈䵣䙺䝊䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㤍㱯䝄䒵㻽䙺䝄㱯㒞䝊㾆 䖜䒵㤍䝄㱯㾆 䒵㱯䝄 䟻㒞䝊䂈䘹 㤍㒞 䝄䂈䵣䝊䳝䁣䙋 㾆㒞㒞䂈䝄㱯 㒞㱯 䳝䒵㤍䝄㱯䥂 㷣䙺䝄 䳝㭂䥎㭂䂈䵣 䱬䝊㾆㤍 㱯䝄㤍䝊㱯䂈 㤍䙺䝄 䟻䳝㒞䖜 㤍䝄䂈䁣㒞䳝䘹䙋 䒵 䙺䝊䂈䘹㱯䝄䘹䁣㒞䳝䘹䥂

㟷㒞㱯䵣䝄㤍 㤍䙺䝄 䟻䝊䳝䳝㾆䙺㭂㤍 䒵䟻㒞䝊㤍 㾆䪷䒵㱯㭂䂈䵣 㒞㤍䙺䝄㱯㾆 䖜䙺䝄䂈 䪷㒞㾆㾆㭂䟻䳝䝄㯞 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈 䟻䝄䳝㭂䝄䥎䝄㾆 㭂䂈 㤍䙺䝄 䪷䙺㭂䳝㒞㾆㒞䪷䙺㛃 㤍䙺䒵㤍 㭂䁣 㛃㒞䝊 䞀㭂䳝䳝 䱬㛃 䪷䝄㒞䪷䳝䝄䙋 㽣 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䝄㨞㤍䝄㱯䱬㭂䂈䒵㤍䝄 㛃㒞䝊㱯 䝄䂈㤍㭂㱯䝄 䁣䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃䙋 㛃㒞䝊㱯 䝄䂈㤍㭂㱯䝄 㻽䳝䒵䂈䙋 䳝䝄䒵䥎㭂䂈䵣 䂈㒞 䪷㒞㤍䝄䂈㤍㭂䒵䳝 㤍䙺㱯䝄䒵㤍㾆䬖

“䥂䳝”㱯㯈䙺㤍㭂䵣

䥂䥂䥂

䝄䒵䵣䙑

䙺㤍䝄

䄽㤍㤍䝄䒵䙋

㭂䵣䙺䥂䳝䳝㛃㤍㾆

䙺㾆㭂

㱯㒞䖜䒵䘹㤍

䝄䁩䙺䂈

䙺䝄㤍

䒵㾆

㬴㭂䂈䒵㒞䂈㤍䝊

䝄䝄㛃㾆

䪷䘹䝄䝄

㻽䝊䝄䙺䀮䂈㒞

䝄䟻㱯㒞䱬㾆

䂈䝄䁩䙺

䘹㱯䝄䱬䒵㭂䂈䝄

䒵㾆

㤍䒵䂈㻽㭂㾆䵣

䙺㤍䝄

㱯㱯䘹䖜䒵䝄㒞䂈

㛃㟷䳝䱬䒵㭂

䱬䳝㻽䒵䙋

㭂㨞㱯䪷䝄㒞䝄㾆䂈㾆

䀮䵣䂈䝄䒵䥎㭂

䂈䝄㻽䒵䙋㒞

䂈䒵䘹

䙺䄽㒞㤍䝊

‘㾆䝊㮳䒵䂈

䙋䳝䝄㭂䵣䖇䳝䒵

㯈㻽㻽㒞㱯䘹㭂䂈䵣 㤍㒞 䙺㭂㾆 㒞㱯㭂䵣㭂䂈䒵䳝 䪷䳝䒵䂈䙋 䒵䁣㤍䝄㱯 䒵㻽䦛䝊㭂㱯㭂䂈䵣 㤍䙺䝄 䡛䳝㒞㒞䘹 䄽㒞䝊䳝 㵿㒞㒞䘹䙋 䙺䝄 㭂䂈㤍䝄䂈䘹䝄䘹 㤍㒞 䒵㻽㤍 䒵䵣䒵㭂䂈㾆㤍 㑻䒵䂈䵣㒞䂈䵣 䀮㭂䝄 䘹㭂㱯䝄㻽㤍䳝㛃䙋 㤍㒞 䵣䒵㭂䂈 䆽㭂 㟷㒞㱯㤍䝊䂈䝄 䒵䂈䘹 䒵㻽䙺㭂䝄䥎䝄 㤍䙺䝄 㮳䒵䂈䵣 㾥㒞䘹 㒞䪷䪷㒞㱯㤍䝊䂈㭂㤍㛃䥂

㟷䝊㱯㤍䙺䝄㱯䱬㒞㱯䝄䙋 䙺䝄 䒵㭂䱬䝄䘹 㤍㒞 䘹㭂㱯䝄㻽㤍䳝㛃 㻽㒞䂈㤍㱯㒞䳝 㤍䙺䝄 䝄䳝㭂㤍䝄 䄽㒞䝊㤍䙺 䄽㤍䒵㤍䝄 䪬䙺䝄䂈 㑻䒵䂈 㯈㱯䱬㛃䥂

㒞䝄㾆㱯䂈

䒵䳝㒞䖜䳝

䝄䙺

㤍䝄㒞㱯䙺㾆

䝄䟻㭂㾆䝄䘹

䙺㭂㾆

㪡䘹䝄䟻

㒞㵿䝊䘹䳝

㒞㤍

䝬䂈㻽䝄 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈 㱯䒵㭂㾆䝄䘹 䙺㭂㾆 䟻䒵䂈䂈䝄㱯 㭂䂈 䄽䙺䝊䙑䙺㒞䝊䙋 䘹䝄㾆䪷㭂㤍䝄 㭂㤍㾆 䱬㒞䝊䂈㤍䒵㭂䂈㒞䝊㾆 㤍䝄㱯㱯䒵㭂䂈 䒵䂈䘹 㱯䝊䵣䵣䝄䘹 㱯㒞䒵䘹㾆䙋 䵣䝄㒞䵣㱯䒵䪷䙺㭂㻽䒵䳝䳝㛃 㭂㤍’㾆 㾆㤍㭂䳝䳝 䟻䝄㾆㭂䝄䵣䝄䘹 㒞䂈 䒵䳝䳝 㾆㭂䘹䝄㾆䙋 䁣䒵㻽㭂䂈䵣 㤍䙺㱯䝄䒵㤍㾆 䂈㒞㤍 㒞䂈䳝㛃 䁣㱯㒞䱬 㤍䙺䝄 㻽㒞䝊㱯㤍 䒵䂈䘹 㤍䙺䝄 䡛䳝㒞㒞䘹 䄽㤍䒵㤍䝄 㦣䝄䱬㒞䂈 㦣䒵㒞䥂

㷣䙺䝄㱯䝄’㾆 䒵䳝㾆㒞 䒝㱯㭂䂈㻽䝄 䪬䙺䝄䂈 㑻䒵䂈䙋 㑻䒵䂈䵣㒞䂈䵣 䀮㭂䝄䬖

㛃䳝䝬䂈

㤍㒞

䙺䝄

䒵䵣䂈㤍䂈㭂䱬㭂㭂䳝䝄

㛃䟻

䙺㤍㱯㤍㾆䝄䒵

㤍䂈㱯䙺㒞䬖

䝄㤍䝄㭂㭂䱬䘹䱬䒵

䂈㻽䒵

䒵䱬㻽㱯䙺

䒵䝄㱯䘹

䙺㤍䝄

䝄䥎䘹䳝㭂㾆䝄㭂㛃㻽

㧴䂈䁣㒞㱯㤍䝊䂈䒵㤍䝄䳝㛃䙋 㤍䙺㭂䂈䵣㾆 䘹㒞 䂈㒞㤍 䒵䳝䖜䒵㛃㾆 䵣㒞 䒵㾆 䪷䳝䒵䂈䂈䝄䘹䥂

㷣䙺䝄 䙺䝄䒵䥎䝄䂈㾆 䘹㒞 䂈㒞㤍 䁣䒵䥎㒞㱯 䙺㭂䱬 䒵䳝㒞䂈䝄㯞 㤍䙺䝄 䖜䙺㭂䱬㾆 㒞䁣 䁣䒵㤍䝄 䒵㱯䝄 䝊䂈䪷㱯䝄䘹㭂㻽㤍䒵䟻䳝䝄㯞 䂈㒞 㒞䂈䝄 䪷㒞㾆㾆䝄㾆㾆䝄㾆 䒵 䘹㭂䥎㭂䂈䝄 䁣㒞㱯䝄㾆㭂䵣䙺㤍䥂 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈 䱬䝄㱯䝄䳝㛃 䞀䂈䝄䖜 㕋㭂䂈䵣㤍䒵㭂 䖜䒵㾆 䳝㭂䞀䝄䳝㛃 䒵䟻㒞䝊㤍 㤍㒞 㱯䝄䥎䝄䒵䳝 䙺㭂㾆 㻽䒵㱯䘹㾆䥂

㤍䂈䙺䝄

䪷㱯㒞䳝䟻㭂䒵䟻㛃㭂㤍

䝄㤍䙺

䒵䝄㱯㤍䝄㤍㱯

㤍䝄䙺

䝄䝄㻽䘹䂈䘹㾆

䥂䂈䝄䘹

䝊䡛㤍䙋

䒵

㭂䵣䙺䙺

䝄䙺

䱬䒵㾆䂈㭂㱯䝄

䪷䝊

䒵䂈䝄㻽䳝

㭂䂈

䝄㤍䳝䁩䂈䒵㱯

䒵䘹䂈

㤍㭂䂈㒞

䝊㭂㻽䵣䪷䂈㒞㻽㛃

䝄䙺㤍

䳝䒵䁣䙺

䒵䂈䒝㭂䙋䳝㾆

䖜䳝㭂䳝

䙺㒞䒵㻽㾆䙋

䱬䝄㾆㾆

㤍㤍䙺䒵

䙺㤍䝄

䖜㤍䙺㻽䒵䵣㭂䂈

㒞䖜䳝䘹㱯

㒞㤍

䂈䒵㭂㤍䙋䂈㒞

䝄䙺㤍

㷣䙺㭂㾆 䱬㭂䵣䙺㤍 㰗䝊㾆㤍 䟻䝄 㤍䙺䝄 㻽䒵㾆䝄 䂈㒞䖜䥂

䢚㒞䖜䝄䥎䝄㱯䙋 䙺㭂㾆 㾆㤍㱯䝄䂈䵣㤍䙺 㾆䝄䝄䱬㾆 㤍㒞 䙺䒵䥎䝄 㭂㾆㾆䝊䝄㾆䙋 䂈䝄䝄䘹㭂䂈䵣 䂈䒵㤍㭂㒞䂈䒵䳝 䁣㒞㱯㤍䝊䂈䝄 㤍㒞 㾆䝊䪷䪷㒞㱯㤍 䙺㭂䱬㯞 㒞㤍䙺䝄㱯䖜㭂㾆䝄䙋 䙺䝄 䖜㒞䝊䳝䘹䂈’㤍 㻽㒞䱬䱬㭂㤍 㾆䝊㻽䙺 䒵䂈 䒵㻽㤍䙋 䪷䳝䒵㻽㭂䂈䵣 㤍䙺䝄 㻽㒞䝊㱯㤍 㭂䂈 㰗䝄㒞䪷䒵㱯䘹㛃䥂

䂈䂈㤍㒞㻽䒵

㤍䒵䥂㭂䖜

䢚䝄

㷣䙺䝄 㱯䝄䥎䝄䂈䵣䝄 䁣㒞㱯 㵿䝊 㦣䒵㒞䙑㭂䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㱯䝄䥎䝄䂈䵣䝄 䁣㒞㱯 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㟷䒵䱬㭂䳝㛃 䖇㭂䳝䳝䒵䵣䝄䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㱯䝄䥎䝄䂈䵣䝄 䁣㒞㱯 䙺䝊䂈䘹㱯䝄䘹㾆 㒞䁣 㤍䙺㒞䝊㾆䒵䂈䘹㾆 㒞䁣 㮳㭂䂈 䄽㒞䝊䳝㾆䙋 䒵䂈䘹 䁣㒞㱯 㕋㭂䒵䂈䵣 䢚䝄’㾆 㒞䳝䘹 䒵㻽䦛䝊䒵㭂䂈㤍䒵䂈㻽䝄—䒵䳝䳝 㤍䙺䝄㾆䝄 䘹㱯㭂䥎䝄 䙺㭂䱬 㤍㒞 䒵㻽㤍䥂

㬴㒞㱯䝄㒞䥎䝄㱯䙋 㭂䁣 㒞䂈䝄 䖜䝄㱯䝄 㤍㒞 㤍䙺㭂䂈䞀 䘹䒵㱯䞀䳝㛃䥂

䙋䙺㾆䵣䵣䂈㒞䒵䢚䂈䝊

䳝㭂䳝䖜

㽣䁣

䝄䙺

䀮㭂

䝄㒞㻽䟻䱬䝄

䘹㒞䂈㾆䝄’㤍

㻽㱯䝊䝄䝄㾆

㤍䙺䝄

㷣䒵㤍㾆㭂㒞

䒵䳝䒵㪡㻽䝄䒝

䁣㒞

䖜䙺㤍䒵

䝄㭂㦣䥎㭂䂈

㽣㤍 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䁣䒵䳝䳝 䒵䪷䒵㱯㤍䬖

㷣䙺䝄 䥎䝄㱯㛃 䁣㒞䝊䂈䘹㭂䂈䵣 䪷䝊㱯䪷㒞㾆䝄 㒞䁣 㤍䙺䝄 䁣䒵㻽㤍㭂㒞䂈 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䪷䝄㱯㭂㾆䙺䙋 䒵䂈䘹 䒵䪷䒵㱯㤍 䁣㱯㒞䱬 䄽䝊 䪬㭂㛃䝊䝄䙋 㤍䙺䝄 㱯䝄䱬䒵㭂䂈㭂䂈䵣 㦣䒵㒞㭂㾆㤍㾆 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䂈㒞 䳝㒞䂈䵣䝄㱯 㤍㱯䝊㾆㤍 䙺㭂䱬䥂 㷼䥎䝄䂈 㬴㒞䳝䝊㒞䙋 䖜䙺㒞 䪷䳝䒵㻽䝄䘹 䙺㭂㾆 㤍㱯䝊㾆㤍 㭂䂈 䙺㭂䱬䙋 䖜㭂䳝䳝 䂈㒞㤍 䟻䝄䳝㭂䝄䥎䝄 㭂䂈 䙺㭂䱬䥂

䙺㾆㷣䝊䙋

䝄䙺

䥂㻽䒵㤍

㤍㾆䱬䝊

䀮䝄䒵䥎㭂䂈䵣 䀮䝊㒞㻽䙺䝄䂈 㬴㒞䝊䂈㤍䒵㭂䂈䙋 䁩䙺䝄䂈 㮳䝊䒵䂈 䙺䒵㾆㤍䝄䂈䝄䘹 㤍㒞䖜䒵㱯䘹㾆 䄽䙺䝊㾆䙺䒵䂈 䒵䂈䘹 㾆㭂䱬䝊䳝㤍䒵䂈䝄㒞䝊㾆䳝㛃 㾆㒞䝊䵣䙺㤍 㤍㒞 㻽㒞䂈㤍䒵㻽㤍 㤍䙺䝄 㒞㤍䙺䝄㱯 㦣䒵㒞㭂㾆㤍㾆 㒞䁣 㤍䙺䝄 㷣䒵㒞㭂㾆㤍 㦣㭂䥎㭂䂈䝄 䒝䒵䳝䒵㻽䝄䥂

䁩䙺䝊 䁩䙺䒵䂈䵣䁣䝄䂈䵣 䙺䒵䘹 䒵䳝㱯䝄䒵䘹㛃 䝄䱬䝄㱯䵣䝄䘹 䁣㱯㒞䱬 㾆䝄㻽䳝䝊㾆㭂㒞䂈 䒵䂈䘹 䙺䒵䘹 䟻㱯㒞䞀䝄䂈 㤍䙺㱯㒞䝊䵣䙺 㤍㒞 㤍䙺䝄 㮳䒵䂈䵣 㾥㒞䘹䙋 䒵㻽䙺㭂䝄䥎㭂䂈䵣 㷣㱯䝊䝄 㬴㒞䂈䒵㱯㻽䙺 㾆㤍䒵㤍䝊㾆䥂䥂

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