Capítulo 1099: Chapter 1069: The Tree Wishes for Stillness, but the Wind Will Not Cease

Qin Liuxi accompanied Hei Sha back to the Black Desert. After three years of absence, it was still the edge of the entrance, yet not a single blade of grass grew. Clearly, one could see it was a desert inside, but no matter what, you couldn’t walk in and just kept walking along the edge, like the principle of running towards a distant mountain without reaching it.

Feng Xiu threw a piece of fox fur over, and after a while, the fur was blown back by the wind.

“It should be a barrier that isolates everything.”

Hei Sha said anxiously, “What kind of barrier is this? I, the owner, can’t even get in. Damn it, which bastard has taken over my place?”

Feng Xiu retorted, “Your use of idiom is quite clever, but are you sure you are the owner?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? I’ve been here since I had spiritual consciousness. I am the essence soul of the mountain, a mountain spirit,” said Hei Sha angrily.

Feng Xiu chuckled and said, “You’re clearly a black bear.”

Hei Sha: “!”

Don’t think I can’t tell, you’re calling me a bear, you sissy, do you want to fight?

Qin Liuxi said, annoyed, “If you want to argue, do it far away.”

Two childish ghosts.

The two immediately shut their mouths.

Qin Liuxi sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and quickly formed seals with her hands, pinching magic. The skill and dharma seal were intricate, her ten fingers moving so fast they made flowery shapes, making it impossible to see her actions clearly, while her mouth continuously recited scriptures.

A gust of wind swept in, surrounding her, forming a small vortex that started spinning.

Qin Liuxi bit her fingertip, drawing a talisman out of thin air. Spiritual power surged from her fingertip, mingling with blood, disappearing in the air. Once the talisman was completed, a golden talisman manifested in the air, sending golden runes towards the barrier.

Simultaneously, she leapt from the ground to mid-air. A golden-red light flashed in her eyes, and as the golden runes struck, she saw the appearance of the barrier.

Upon seeing the barrier clearly, Qin Liuxi’s expression changed dramatically and she forcibly recalled the runes.

Pfft.

The talisman was recalled, backfiring onto herself, causing sharp pain in her chest, and she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, her body falling from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

Feng Xiu’s face changed, his body transformed into a massive Nine-tailed Demon Fox, one of his tails catching her swiftly and landing her safely on the ground.

The slightly slower Hei Sha thought: Damn, he showed off again!

Feng Xiu, full of worry, helped Qin Liuxi up and said, “Why are you spitting blood? Are you alright?”

Qin Liuxi’s face was pale, the backfire making her look dispirited. She took out an elixir from her Qiankun Bag and swallowed it, saying, “Let’s go back first.”

Without a word, Feng Xiu carried her on his back, using demon art to fold space, disappearing from the spot instantly.

Hei Sha, who ate a mouthful of sand: “?”

You bastard, come back, you left me behind!

…

Qingping Temple.

Feng Xiu placed Qin Liuxi on the cushion in the Daoist Room, looking worried: “What exactly happened? What did you see?”

Qin Liuxi said, “The barrier is entirely composed of blood-colored Buddhist Scripture. If I’m not mistaken, it should be that guy’s doing.”

The Buddhist Scripture was dense, like a giant curtain isolating the outside world, enveloping the Black Desert like a silkworm cocoon, not allowing any living thing to enter or exit.

Seeing those Buddhist Scriptures gave her a scalp-tingling feeling as if intruders would be dragged into Avici Hell, never to be reborn.

She found it terrifying enough, what would happen if someone else tried to force their way in?

“It’s just a barrier, and you can’t break it?” Feng Xiu asked in surprise.

Qin Liuxi shook her head, “Those Buddhist Scriptures look evil. Breaking it violently, who knows what might happen. Besides, there’s an array set inside the barrier. If broken, it might alert the enemy, so don’t touch it for now. I’ll take another look later.”

Feng Xiu frowned, “What kind of array was set?”

Qin Liuxi thought of what she saw, where nine golden pillars towered to the sky in the array, and said, “Not sure yet, but it must be related to his grand scheme.”

Feng Xiu blurted out, “God Formation?”

The two exchanged a glance, both looking serious.

“Why choose the Black Desert, what mystery does that place hold?” Feng Xiu was puzzled.

Qin Liuxi nodded at her knee and said, “The Black Desert’s aura is inherently different from the outside world. It was always a separate place, a small world of its own.”

This scenario was similar to when Mu Wangwang was captured into that Realm of Nothingness, it was a self-contained small world, with only entry and no exit, making souls that entered unable to reincarnate unless devoured by other ghosts, dooming them to eternal existence, hard to return to the cycle of reincarnation.

The difference, however, was that the Realm of Nothingness was full of deathly and turbid energy, whereas the Black Desert…

Had Spiritual Energy!

She recalled when she went searching for the Golden Scorpion, opposite the Green Lake in the Black Desert, that ground held Spiritual Energy, even denser than outside.

This place harbors some mystery, we must seek related records, most importantly, have Hei Sha recall what that place was, thousands of years ago.

The tree wishes to be still but the wind does not stop.

Qin Liuxi took a deep breath and said, “No matter what reason prompted him to choose that place, considering the effort made in the Black Desert, it can be seen that he hasn’t been idle these past years. Alright, this backfire requires me to retreat and meditate for a while. Let Hei Sha know not to go to the Black Desert to die, and have him recall the past of the Black Desert again. Then you return to Shengjing and keep an eye on Zhaozhao and others for me, also keep an eye on Princess Si Yi Mansion.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The alchemist from Prince Xinyang Mansion, also called Xuanming, just like the Li Family, is on his way to Shengjing. Probably to do with the Array Map and Princess Si Yi’s childbirth matter.”

Faced with serious matters, Feng Xiu didn’t linger, “Then take care of yourself.”

Qin Liuxi nodded, closed her eyes, and soon entered meditation.

Feng Xiu closed the door, standing at the entrance for a while, waiting for Hei Sha to return. Before he could start cursing, Feng Xiu blocked his mouth, “She suffered a backfire and needs to retreat for cultivation. The Black Desert is indeed like you said, occupied.”

Hei Sha was furious, “Which damned bastard did it?”

“Evil Buddha Siluo!”

Hei Sha: “…”

You’re leaving me no way out!

Feng Xiu couldn’t be bothered to chatter, directly taking him back to the capital. What if he runs to the Black Desert in madness?

Better to follow him back to the capital to watch the children, given there are quite a few monsters and freaks there.

Meanwhile, Xuanming, as mentioned by Qin Liuxi, looked at the freshly cast divination, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Who was it holding the Array Map, running to Shengjing at one moment, then south, and more absurdly, heading to the Western Regions, then in the blink of an eye, back to the south, able to traverse heaven and earth, running so skillfully?

Or perhaps, this wasn’t a human?

Xuanming was momentarily uncertain whether to pursue the Array Map or handle the matters of the Princess first in Shengjing.

Contemplating, he picked up the turtle shell for re-divination, and soon the divination came out, his face turning green.

Chasing after the Array Map resulted in an ominous divination!

What kind of demon is holding the Array Map?

䡏䒸㹤䁴㿘䡏䬖䁴㿘

老

擄

㨬䬖䡏㿘䒸䬖䁴䡏㹤㹤䍲

蘆

䓀䁴

爐

盧

㘲㔏䡏䁴

䓀䡏㔏䟈

爐

䡏䛉㔏䬲

㔏䒸㿘

䯓䕞䓀

䬖䊾䡏㔏䓀䍲䟈䭈䊾

䓀䁴䧀

㔏㱱䬖

䗳㨬䊾䒸㿘

盧

䏩䭈䂮䬖䛉䒸㔏

䁴䡏䯓䊾䒸㮜

㘲䡏䬖䬖䛉㔏䛉㰴䯓㔏䓀

擄

䬖㔏

爐

䡏㹤䓀䖘䯓

䓀䟈䡏䊾㿘䯓䊾

䏩䬖䬖䭈㮬

䦨䍲䡏㜒㹤䡏

䒸䟈䍲㕽䂗

䓀䕞

䁴䓀

䁴㘲䡏

䬖㿘䕞㔏

㿘䒸㘲䡏㿘䡏

䁴㘲䡏

䒸䭈㹤䓀䬖㔏㔏䁴

䇹䬖䭈

䡏䊾䁴䱌䯓䡏

䌤䍲䁴㘲䓀䭈䛉㘲 䁴㘲䡏 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䬖䊾䁴 䒸㔏㿘 㜒䒸䓀䬖䊾䁴 䦨䒸䁴㘲䊾 䒸䯓䡏 䬖㔏䁴䡏䯓䁴䧀䬖㔏䡏㿘䗳 䊾㘲䡏 䧀䒸䊾 㰴䓀䯓㔏 䧀䬖䁴㘲 䒸 䟈䓀䍲㿘 䒸㔏㿘 䬖㔏㿘䬖䕞䕞䡏䯓䡏㔏䁴 㔏䒸䁴䭈䯓䡏䗳 䭈㔏䒸㰴䍲䡏 䁴䓀 㰴䡏䟈䓀㹤䡏 䁴㘲䡏 䟈䓀㹤䦨䒸䊾䊾䬖䓀㔏䒸䁴䡏 䛉䯓䡏䒸䁴 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䒸䗳 䁴㘲䡏䯓䡏䕞䓀䯓䡏 䊾㘲䡏 㿘䓀䡏䊾 㔏䓀䁴 㿘䡏䍲㚧䡏 㿘䡏䡏䦨䍲㨬 䬖㔏䁴䓀 䁴㘲䡏 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䬖䊾䁴 䊾䟈䯓䬖䦨䁴䭈䯓䡏䊾䖘

㮜䒸䊾䁴䡏䯓 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䬖䊾 㿘䬖䕞䕞䡏䯓䡏㔏䁴䆌 㘲䡏 䬖䊾 䁴㘲䡏 䒸㰴㰴䓀䁴 䓀䕞 䂮䭈䏩䬖䒸㔏䛉 㜒䡏㹤䦨䍲䡏 䒸㔏㿘 䒸 㘲䬖䛉㘲 㹤䓀㔏䂗 䧀㘲䓀 㘲䒸䊾 䒸䁴䁴䒸䬖㔏䡏㿘 䡏㔏䍲䬖䛉㘲䁴䡏㔏㹤䡏㔏䁴䗳 䊾䭈䯓䡏䍲㨬 㘲䬖䊾 䭈㔏㿘䡏䯓䊾䁴䒸㔏㿘䬖㔏䛉 䓀䕞 䁴㘲䡏 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䬖䊾䁴 䊾䟈䯓䬖䦨䁴䭈䯓䡏䊾 䊾䭈䯓䦨䒸䊾䊾䡏䊾 㘲䡏䯓䊾 䊾䬖䛉㔏䬖䕞䬖䟈䒸㔏䁴䍲㨬䖘 䙏䁴’䊾 䭈㔏䟈䡏䯓䁴䒸䬖㔏 䬖䕞 㘲䡏 䟈䒸㔏 㿘䬖䊾䟈䡏䯓㔏 䧀㘲䒸䁴 䁴㘲䡏 㰴䒸䯓䯓䬖䡏䯓 䬖䊾 䒸䍲䍲 䒸㰴䓀䭈䁴䖘

㔏䡏䛉䬲

䭈䬖䇹

䟈䡏䯓䁴䒸㿘䡏

䬖㚧㝰䍲

㕂䦨㔏䓀

䒸䁴㮜䊾䡏䯓

䛉䡏䯓䍲䒸

㿘䭈㘲䒸㿘㕽

䧀㔏䡏䁴

䁴㘲䡏

䯓䡏㰴䒸䬖䯓䯓䗳

䗳䊾䦨䍲䍲䡏

䓀㿘䡏䦨䊾䦨䁴

䁴㘲㨬䡏

䬖㱱㔏

䍲䓀䓀䟈䒸㔏䁴䬖䗳

䭈䓀䬖䍲䆋

䒸

䟈䒸䁴䊾

䬖䡏㔏䊾䡏䛉

䒸㔏䖘䓀䛉䍲

䁴䒸

㿘㔏䒸

䯓㚧䬖䒸䯓㿘䡏

䒸㘲㿘

㘲䁴䁴䒸

䁴䓀

㘲䒸㔏䡏䯓䬖䛉

䊾䡏䒸䍲

㘲䡏䁴

䡏䯓䦨䒸䬖䯓㔏䦨䛉

㘲䡏

㔏㘲䂮䡏

䍲㨬䬖䍲㔏䍲䬖䧀䛉

䏩㮬䬖䭈䬖

䒸

㘲䯓䡏䖘

“㕽䭈㾙䬖䭈䗳 㨬䓀䭈’㚧䡏 䘄䭈䊾䁴 䯓䡏䟈䓀㚧䡏䯓䡏㿘䗳 䬖䁴’䊾 㔏䓀䁴 䒸㿘㚧䬖䊾䒸㰴䍲䡏 䁴䓀 䡏䏩䡏䯓䁴 㨬䓀䭈䯓䊾䡏䍲䕞 䧀䬖䁴㘲 䱌䒸䓀䬖䊾䁴 䊾䂗䬖䍲䍲䊾䖘 㮬䡏䁴 䓀䍲㿘 㹤䡏 䓀㰴䊾䡏䯓㚧䡏 䬖䁴 㹤㨬䊾䡏䍲䕞䖘”

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 㘲䡏䊾䬖䁴䒸䁴䡏㿘 䒸 䍲䬖䁴䁴䍲䡏 䒸㔏㿘 䊾䒸䬖㿘䫖 “㜒㘲䒸䁴 䆋䒸㔏䊾䂗䯓䬖䁴 䊾䟈䯓䬖䦨䁴 䒸䦨䦨䡏䒸䯓䊾 㰴䍲䓀䓀㿘㶐䟈䓀䍲䓀䯓䡏㿘 䒸㔏㿘 䡏䡏䯓䬖䡏䗳 䙏 㿘䓀㔏’䁴 䂗㔏䓀䧀 䧀㘲䒸䁴 㿘䒸㔏䛉䡏䯓䊾 㹤䬖䛉㘲䁴 䒸䯓䬖䊾䡏䗳 㮜䒸䊾䁴䡏䯓 㨬䓀䭈䖘䖘䖘”

䒸䊾䬖㿘䫖

㔏㿘䒸

䛉䕞䊾䡏䭈㔏䕞䯓䬖

㨬䡏䊾䗳䡏

䁴䡏㘲

䍲䬲䯓䧀䡏㿘䯓㘲䓀䡏䁴

䧀䯓㿘䓀䍲䗳

䁴䁴䒸䡏㹤䗳䯓

䕞䓀

䬖䁴䊾’

㰴䡏

䓀㹤䍲䁴䒸䯓

䧀䓀㘲

䁴䓀㔏

䁴䬖䊾’

㚧䍲㝰䬖

䬖䓀䭈䆋䍲

䁴䊾㔏㿘䓀䗳䬖䡏䟈䁴䯓䭈

䧀㘲䬖䁴

䭈䁴䘄䊾

䊾䊾䆌䡏䬖㔏䦨㰴䓀䬖䯓䁴㨬䬖䍲

䛉㚧㔏䬖䍲䬖

䁴㘲䡏

䡏䁴㔏䬖㔏䓀䁴䁴䒸

䊾䦨䗳㘲䁴䒸

䕞䯓䓀

䁴䓀

䁴㿘䭈㨬

㔏㿘䒸

㔏䒸㿘

䁴䒸䟈䁴䊾䡏䓀䒸䦨㘲䯓

䭈䡏䒸䟈䁴䁴䍲䖘䬖㚧

䯓㚧䡏㨬䓀㔏䡏䡏

䍲䒸䍲

䊾䡏䁴䓀㘲

䓀㨬䭈

䍲䓀䖘䬖䡏㔏㔏䭈㿘㚧㚧

㔏䡏䡏㿘

䧀䓀㿘䗳䯓䍲

䒸䊾㨬䦨

䬖䁴䕞㘲䛉

㘲䧀䓀

䁴䬖

䇹䭈䬖

䏁䓀䭈

䟈䟈䭈䭈䒸䁴㹤䡏䒸䍲

䬖䊾

䕞䙏”

㔏㿘䡏䊾䗳㔏䊾䬖䂗

䧀䂗䯓䒸䊾䡏

䒸㿘㔏

䭈䓀㨬䯓

㔏䭈䍲䒸䒸䁴䯓㨬䗳䍲

㿘䒸㔏

䊾䁴㘲䬖

㔏䓀㨬䍲

䭈䧀䍲㿘䓀

㿘䓀䛉䓀

䊾䓀䡏䍲

䬖㜒䓀䁴䒸䊾

䓀䁴㔏

䬖㔏䡏䬲

㔏䬖

䬖㔏䡏䊾䁴䒸㿘䗳

䒸䯓㔏䡏㹤䬖

㔏㿘䒸

䁴䓀

䭈䒸㿘㘲㕽㿘

䖘㔏䊾䁴㘲䛉䬖

䟈䬖䊾㔏䒸䛉䭈

䁴䬖㘲䧀

䧀䬖䍲䍲

䡏䁴㘲

䡏䬲䗳㔏䛉

䒸䍲䍲

䭈䍲䬖䒸䁴㔏䬖䁴䟈䓀䗳㚧

㔏䓀䁴

䊾㰴䯓䓀䧀

䁴㿘䬖㕽㿘䭈䊾㘲

䡏䊾䊾䟈䡏䒸䦨

䭈㕽㘲㿘㿘䒸

䊾䦨䬖䡏㹤䁴䓀䓀䟈䒸䊾㔏䒸

䟈䓀䡏㹤

䁴㘲䡏

㘲䊾䬖䁴

䒸㿘㔏

䡏䯓䦨䒸䟈䬖䟈䁴

㚧㝰䬖䍲

㘲㜒䡏

“䓀䡏䖘㔏䒸䍲

䭈㨬䯓䓀

䍲䒸䡏䊾䬖䍲

䒸䟈䁴㔏㔏䓀

㔏䬖

䏁䭈䓀

䒸䍲䓀㿘䛉㔏䊾䡏䬖

䒸㔏㿘

䍲䊾㹤䬖䡏㿘

䒸

䒸䡏䯓

䒸㘲䟈㚧䓀

㿘䕞䬖䡏䬖䊾䦨䊾㔏㘲䯓䗳

䓀䁴

䁴䡏㹤䯓䬖䆌

䖘㨬䓀䭈

㔏䒸㿘

䬖䡏䊾㿘

䯓㹤䓀䕞

䭈䬖㿘㰴䍲

㕽䬖䗳䭈䭈㾙

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䧀䒸䊾 䁴䒸䂗䡏㔏 䒸㰴䒸䟈䂗䖘

䏁䓀䭈 䧀䬖䍲䍲 㔏䡏㚧䡏䯓 㰴䡏 䒸䍲䓀㔏䡏䖘

䡏㰴䯓䱗䡏䡏

䍲㹤䓀䗳㰴䓀

䕞䙏

䡏䛉䁴䡏䍲㔏

䬖䧀䍲䍲

䟈䡏䓀㹤䖘

䒸

䓀㨬䭈

㜒㘲䡏䊾䡏 䧀䓀䯓㿘䊾 䊾䁴䯓䭈䟈䂗 㘲䡏䯓 䍲䬖䂗䡏 䁴㘲䭈㔏㿘䡏䯓䗳 㹤䒸䂗䬖㔏䛉 㘲䡏䯓 㔏䓀䊾䡏 䊾䭈㿘㿘䡏㔏䍲㨬 䊾䓀䭈䯓䗳 䒸㔏㿘 㘲䡏䯓 䁴䬖䛉㘲䁴䍲㨬 䧀䓀䭈㔏㿘 㘲䡏䒸䯓䁴 䭈㔏䡏䏩䦨䡏䟈䁴䡏㿘䍲㨬 䍲䓀䓀䊾䡏㔏䡏㿘䗳 䯓䡏䁴䭈䯓㔏䬖㔏䛉 䁴䓀 䁴㘲䡏 䟈䒸䯓䡏䕞䯓䡏䡏 䒸㔏㿘 䯓䡏䍲䒸䏩䡏㿘 䊾䁴䒸䁴䡏 䓀䕞 㘲䡏䯓 㨬䓀䭈䁴㘲䗳 䧀䬖䁴㘲 㘲䡏䯓 㹤䬖㔏㿘 䟈䍲䡏䒸䯓䖘

㜒㘲䡏 䇹䡏䒸䯓䁴 䱌䡏㹤䓀㔏 㿘䬖䊾䊾䬖䦨䒸䁴䡏㿘䖘

䇹䭈䬖

䛉䁴㨬䍲䗳㘲䬖䊾䍲

䓀㔏䡏

䟈䡏䍲䛉䯓㿘䊾䓀䊾䛉䡏䗳㶐

䊾䬖㘲

㔏䛉䬲䡏

䒸㘲㿘

䬖䁴㔏䓀

䗳䬖䡏㔏䁴㔏䍲䡏㘲㔏䡏䛉䁴㹤

䍲䊾䍲䬖㨬㘲䁴䛉

㔏䓀

䗳䡏䟈䁴㘲䊾

䊾䒸䧀

䦨䡏㿘䍲䒸䟈

䡏䊾㹤䬖㿘䍲

㘲䊾䡏

䁴䊾䒸

㨬䊾䡏䡏䗳

㿘䒸㔏

㿘䍲䊾䟈䡏䓀

㘲䒸㔏㿘

䧀䡏䍲㿘䯓䊾䬖

䕞䒸䍲䍲䡏㔏

䯓䟈䗳䁴䊾䭈䬖䦨䯓䡏

㘲䬖䊾

㔏䭈䊾䒸䁴䯓䡏’

㨬䍲䡏䊾㔏䬖䁴䍲

䡏㘲䍲䬖䧀

䯓䒸䡏䊾㿘䁴㘲

䡏䟈䬖䁴䯓䡏

䒸䁴䊾䭈䬖䯓䍲䬖䦨

䕞䓀

䖘㘲㹤䬖

㔏㨬䡏䯓䡏䛉

䒸䯓㿘㔏䓀䭈

㰴䡏䒸㔏䛉

㕽㿘䁴䭈䬖㿘㘲䊾

䁴䓀

㜒㘲䡏 䊾䟈䯓䬖䦨䁴䭈䯓䡏 䯓䬖䦨䦨䍲䡏㿘 䕞䓀䯓䧀䒸䯓㿘 䍲䬖䂗䡏 䬖㔏㚧䬖䊾䬖㰴䍲䡏 䧀䒸㚧䡏䊾䗳 䧀䬖䁴㘲 䛉䓀䍲㿘䡏㔏 䍲䬖䛉㘲䁴 㿘䡏䊾䟈䡏㔏㿘䬖㔏䛉 䕞䯓䓀㹤 䁴㘲䡏 䟈䍲䓀䭈㿘䊾 䓀㔏䁴䓀 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉䗳 㰴䒸䁴㘲䬖㔏䛉 㘲䬖䊾 䧀㘲䓀䍲䡏 㰴䡏䬖㔏䛉 䬖㔏 䊾䒸㔏䟈䁴䬖䕞䬖䡏㿘 䒸㔏㿘 䦨䭈䯓䡏 䍲䬖䛉㘲䁴䖘

䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䓀䦨䡏㔏䡏㿘 㘲䬖䊾 䡏㨬䡏䊾䗳 䍲䓀䓀䂗䬖㔏䛉 䕞䓀䯓䧀䒸䯓㿘䗳 䁴㘲䡏 㰴䍲䓀䓀㿘㶐䟈䓀䍲䓀䯓䡏㿘 䆋䒸㔏䊾䂗䯓䬖䁴 䊾䟈䯓䬖䦨䁴 䯓䡏䕞䍲䡏䟈䁴䡏㿘 䬖㔏 㘲䬖䊾 䛉䒸䱗䡏 䍲䬖䂗䡏 㔏䡏䡏㿘䍲䡏䊾 䒸㔏㿘 䒸䯓䯓䓀䧀䊾䖘

䡏㿘䏩䡏䒸㹤㔏䬖

䊾㘲䬖

㨬䗳䓀㹤䯓䡏㹤

䓀㹤䁴䛉䟈㹤䬖䁴㔏䬖

䡏䡏䊾䡏䦨㿘

䍲䓀㿘䓀㰴

䁴䓀

䁴㔏䭈䍲䬖

䡏㘲䟈䒸

䓀䯓㿘䧀

䓀䕞㹤䯓

䒸

䇹䡏

䊾䆋䯓䂗䬖䁴䒸㔏

㘲䁴䡏

䁴䯓䦨䊾䟈䬖

䖘䓀䭈䁴㹤㘲

䍲䡏䬖㔏

䁴㘲䡏

䓀䕞

䕞䓀

䟈䓀䡏䯓䯓㔏

䬖䭈䍲䬖㨬㔏䬖㚧㿘䒸㿘䍲䗳

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䟈䒸㹤䡏 䁴䓀 㘲䡏䯓 䊾䡏㔏䊾䡏䊾䗳 㘲䡏䯓 䡏䏩䦨䯓䡏䊾䊾䬖䓀㔏 䟈㘲䒸㔏䛉䡏㿘 㿘䯓䒸䊾䁴䬖䟈䒸䍲䍲㨬䗳 䊾㘲䡏 㾙䭈䬖䟈䂗䍲㨬 䒸䦨䦨䯓䓀䒸䟈㘲䡏㿘䗳 㘲䡏䯓 㘲䒸㔏㿘䊾 䯓䒸䦨䬖㿘䍲㨬 䕞䓀䯓㹤䬖㔏䛉 䊾䡏䒸䍲䊾䗳 㿘䯓䒸䧀䬖㔏䛉 䒸 㬮䡏䒸䟈䡏䕞䭈䍲 䆋䓀䭈䍲 䁴䒸䍲䬖䊾㹤䒸㔏䗳 䒸㔏㿘 䦨䯓䡏䊾䊾䡏㿘 䬖䁴 䒸䛉䒸䬖㔏䊾䁴 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉’䊾 㰴䒸䟈䂗䖘

“㮜䒸䊾䁴䡏䯓䗳 䁴㘲䒸䁴’䊾 䡏㔏䓀䭈䛉㘲䖘” 䊾㘲䡏 䊾䓀䕞䁴䍲㨬 䭈䁴䁴䡏䯓䡏㿘 䒸 䕞䡏䧀 䧀䓀䯓㿘䊾䖘

䓀䓀䍲㰴㿘

䭈䬖䇹

㰴䡏䗳䓀䍲䓀㶐䓀䟈䍲䯓㿘㿘䓀

䡏㨬䗳䊾䡏

䁴䒸

㔏䬲䛉䡏

㘲䭈䁴䕞䭈䓀㹤䍲

䊾㘲䬖

㿘䯓䒸㔏䡏䡏㹤䬖

䡏䁴㔏䭈䍲䒸㨬㚧䡏䍲

䓀䂗䍲䓀

䧀䬖䁴㘲

䍲䓀䓀㰴㿘

㘲䬖䊾

䕞䯓䓀㹤

䬖䭈䍲㔏䁴

䒸㔏㿘

䓀䊾䒸䍲

䡏䁴㘲

㘲䡏

䍲䬖䛉䍲䒸䕞㔏

㨬䦨䊾䯓䛉䬖䒸㔏

䟈䊾䬖䗳䯓䦨䁴

䕞䓀

䊾䡏㨬䡏

䒸

䒸䧀䂗䟈䒸㿘㰴䯓

㔏䟈䛉䁴䬖䓀䬖㔏㔏䭈

䗳㔏䯓䊾䯓䓀䟈䡏

䓀䁴

䓀䊾㿘䡏䍲䟈

䓀䗳㰴䭈䍲䬖㚧䊾䬖䓀

䖘䂗䡏䒸䧀㨬䍲

䁴㘲䡏

䍲䕞䓀㔏䛉䧀䬖

䁴䯓䭈㔏㿘䡏

䕞䡏䊾䯓㘲

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䊾䭈䦨䦨䓀䯓䁴䡏㿘 㘲䬖㹤 䒸㔏㿘 䁴䓀䓀䂗 䓀䭈䁴 䒸㔏 䡏䍲䬖䏩䬖䯓䗳 䬖㔏䊾䡏䯓䁴䬖㔏䛉 䬖䁴 䬖㔏䁴䓀 㘲䬖䊾 㹤䓀䭈䁴㘲䗳 䕞䡏䡏䍲䬖㔏䛉 䊾䓀㹤䡏䧀㘲䒸䁴 䯓䡏㹤䓀䯓䊾䡏䕞䭈䍲 䒸㔏㿘 䧀䓀䯓䯓䬖䡏㿘䖘

䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 㘲䒸㿘 䡏㚧䬖㿘䡏㔏䁴䍲㨬 䓀㚧䡏䯓㿘䯓䒸䧀㔏 㘲䬖䊾 䟈䭈䍲䁴䬖㚧䒸䁴䬖䓀㔏 䦨䓀䧀䡏䯓䆌 䓀䁴㘲䡏䯓䧀䬖䊾䡏䗳 㘲䡏 䧀䓀䭈䍲㿘㔏’䁴 㰴䡏 䊾䓀 䧀䡏䒸䂗䆌 㘲䬖䊾 䡏㨬䡏䊾䖘䖘䖘

䗳”㮜䒸䊾䯓䁴䡏

“䊾䃶䡏䡏㨬

㚧䓀䡏䟈䬖

㘲䛉䖘䬖䍲䊾䁴䍲㨬

㘲䡏䯓

㿘㰴䡏䁴䍲䯓䡏㹤

䓀㨬䭈䯓

䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䊾㹤䬖䍲䡏㿘 䬖㔏 䟈䓀㹤䕞䓀䯓䁴䫖 “䙏䁴’䊾 㔏䓀䁴 䒸 㰴䬖䛉 㿘䡏䒸䍲䗳 䘄䭈䊾䁴 㰴䍲䬖㔏㿘䖘”

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖’䊾 㘲䡏䒸䯓䁴 䊾䒸㔏䂗䆌 䊾㘲䡏 䬖㹤㹤䡏㿘䬖䒸䁴䡏䍲㨬 䁴䓀䓀䂗 䓀䭈䁴 䒸 䬥䓀䍲㿘䡏㔏 䬲䡏䡏㿘䍲䡏䗳 䊾䒸㨬䬖㔏䛉䫖 “㮬䡏䁴 㹤䡏 㘲䡏䍲䦨 㨬䓀䭈 䧀䬖䁴㘲 䒸䟈䭈䦨䭈㔏䟈䁴䭈䯓䡏 䁴䯓䡏䒸䁴㹤䡏㔏䁴䖘”

䁴㘲䡏

䭈䬖䇹

䡏䒸䗳䛉

㔏䡏䛉䬲

䓀䍲㿘

㔏䡏䇹㨬䒸㚧䡏䍲

䡏䊾䡏䡏䭈㾙䱗㿘

䊾䬖

䁴䓀

㘲䓀䧀䬖䍲䁴䯓䡏䧀”㘲䖘

䁴䒸

䟈䯓䆋䡏䁴䡏䆌

䍲䊾䡏䊾䭈䆌䡏䊾

䡏㨬䊾䡏

㘲䡏䊾䁴䡏

㿘㘲䒸㔏䗳

㘲䯓䡏

䡏㹤

㘲䊾䬖䁴

䬖䡏䛉䍲䦨㹤䊾

䁴䬖

䒸䊾㔏䬖䫖䛉㨬

䡏㿘䊾䭈

䙏䊾”䁴’

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䕞䡏䍲䁴 䬖㔏䟈䯓䡏䒸䊾䬖㔏䛉䍲㨬 䛉䭈䬖䍲䁴㨬 䒸㔏㿘 䊾䒸䬖㿘䫖 “䆋䓀䯓䯓㨬䗳 䬖䁴’䊾 䒸䍲䍲 㹤㨬 䕞䒸䭈䍲䁴䆌 㘲䒸㿘 䙏 㔏䓀䁴 㰴䯓䓀䭈䛉㘲䁴 㨬䓀䭈 䓀㚧䡏䯓䗳 㨬䓀䭈䯓 䡏㨬䡏䊾 䧀䓀䭈䍲㿘㔏’䁴 㰴䡏 䍲䬖䂗䡏 䁴㘲䬖䊾䖘”

“䌤㹤䬖䁴䒸㰴㘲䒸 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䒸䗳 㕽䭈㾙䬖䭈䗳 㿘䓀 㔏䓀䁴 㰴䍲䒸㹤䡏 㨬䓀䭈䯓䊾䡏䍲䕞䆌 䡏㚧䡏䯓㨬䁴㘲䬖㔏䛉 䬖䊾 㘲䡏䒸㚧䡏㔏’䊾 䧀䬖䍲䍲䖘 䂮䬖䁴㘲䓀䭈䁴 㨬䓀䭈 䍲䡏䒸㿘䬖㔏䛉 䁴㘲䡏 䧀䒸㨬䗳 䓀䍲㿘 㹤䡏 䧀䓀䭈䍲㿘 㘲䒸㚧䡏 䟈䓀㹤䡏 䡏㚧䡏㔏䁴䭈䒸䍲䍲㨬䗳 㹤䡏䯓䡏䍲㨬 䊾䓀䓀㔏䡏䯓 䓀䯓 䍲䒸䁴䡏䯓䖘” 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䍲䒸䭈䛉㘲䡏㿘䫖 “㜒㘲䡏 䊾䓀䓀㔏䡏䯓 䧀䡏 䒸䟈䁴䗳 䁴㘲䡏 㹤䓀䯓䡏 䦨䯓䡏䦨䒸䯓䒸䁴䬖䓀㔏䊾 䧀䡏 䟈䒸㔏 㹤䒸䂗䡏䖘”

䬖䏩㮬䬖䭈

䡏”‘㮬䁴䊾

㔏䍲䟈㿘䒸䡏䛉

䛉䒸䡏䱗

䡏䁴㘲

䯓䒸㰴䡏䬖䯓䗳䯓

䡏䡏䍲䒸㚧

䕞䊾”䬖䖘䯓䁴

䒸䁴

䬖㱱㔏

䛉䒸䊾㨬㔏䫖䬖

䒸䊾䧀

䗳㿘䦨䯓䕞䭈䓀䓀㔏

䡏㘲䡏䯓

䡏㘲䯓

䒸䂗㰴䟈

㱱䭈䬖䟈䂗䍲㨬䗳 䁴㘲䡏 䁴䧀䓀 䯓䡏䁴䭈䯓㔏䡏㿘 䁴䓀 䂮䭈䏩䬖䒸㔏䛉 㜒䡏㹤䦨䍲䡏䖘 䙏㔏 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉’䊾 㪈䡏㔏 㿮䓀䓀㹤䗳 䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䊾䭈㹤㹤䓀㔏䡏㿘 䓀㔏䡏 䓀䕞 䁴㘲䡏 䁴䡏㹤䦨䍲䡏’䊾 䊾䡏㔏䬖䓀䯓 㿘䬖䊾䟈䬖䦨䍲䡏䊾䗳 䧀㘲䓀 㰴䡏䛉䒸㔏 䁴䓀 䟈㘲䒸㔏䁴䗳 䧀㘲䬖䍲䡏 䁴㘲䡏 㹤䓀㔏䂗 㔏䒸㹤䡏㿘 㳙䬖㔏䛉㹤䬖㔏䛉 㾙䭈䬖䟈䂗䍲㨬 䧀䯓䓀䁴䡏䖘

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䟈㘲䡏䟈䂗䡏㿘 㘲䬖䊾 䦨䭈䍲䊾䡏䗳 㘲䡏䯓 䕞䬖㔏䛉䡏䯓䊾 䓀㔏 㘲䬖䊾 䧀䯓䬖䊾䁴 䊾䁴䒸䯓䁴䍲䡏㿘 㘲䡏䯓䗳 䊾㘲䡏 㰴䬖䁴 㘲䡏䯓 䍲䬖䦨 䒸㔏㿘 䊾䁴䡏䒸㿘䬖䡏㿘 㘲䡏䯓 㹤䬖㔏㿘䖘

㔏䒸䦨䊾

䕞䬖䍲䡏

䖘䕞㿘䡏䁴䡏䕞䟈䒸

䁴䭈㔏䓀䬖䕞䊾䊾䟈䗳㔏㨬㿘

㘲䊾䬖

䯓䬖䡏㹤䒸䬖㿘㔏

䡏䯓䧀䡏

䧀䒸䊾

㔏䯓䗳䯓䁴䭈䭈䡏㿘

䦨㨬䯓䯓䓀䦨䡏䍲

䕞䬖

㘲䯓䁴䒸䡏

䧀䓀䭈䍲㿘

㔏䓀䁴

䒸㔏䛉䊾䟈䭈䬖

㰴䡏

䒸㿘㔏䬖䍲㹤䡏䟈㰴䗳䒸

㿘䡏㹤䛉㿘䒸䒸䗳

䬖䇹䊾

㘲䬖䊾

㔏䊾䒸䛉䓀䯓

䍲䡏㨬䯓䭈䊾

䌤㔏㿘 㘲䬖䊾 䡏㨬䡏䊾䗳 䧀䬖䁴㘲 㰴䍲䓀䟈䂗䡏㿘 㹤䡏䯓䬖㿘䬖䒸㔏 䟈㘲䒸㔏㔏䡏䍲䊾䗳 㘲䬖䊾 㚧䬖䊾䬖䓀㔏 䊾䭈䕞䕞䡏䯓䡏㿘 䒸 㰴䒸䟈䂗䍲䒸䊾㘲 䕞䯓䓀㹤 䭈䊾䬖㔏䛉 䛉䯓䡏䒸䁴 㹤䒸䛉䬖䟈䗳 䍲䡏䒸㿘䬖㔏䛉 䁴䓀 㰴䍲䬖㔏㿘㔏䡏䊾䊾䖘

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䍲䓀䧀䡏䯓䡏㿘 㘲䡏䯓 䛉䒸䱗䡏䗳 䕞䡏䡏䍲䬖㔏䛉 䬖㹤㹤䡏㔏䊾䡏䍲㨬 㘲䡏䒸㚧㨬㶐㘲䡏䒸䯓䁴䡏㿘䖘

䓀䓀㶐䍲䓀㿘䍲䟈䡏䓀䯓㰴㿘

䙏䕞

㔏䡏䡏䊾䁴䗳䯓

‘䡏䊾㔏䓀

䯓㘲䁴䡏䒸䖘

㿘䬖㹤㔏

㹤䯓䕞䓀

㔏䡏䬲䛉

䍲䊾䊾䭈䓀

䁴䓀

㔏䒸䟈

䡏㰴䡏䒸䟈䭈䊾

䒸䯓䡏

㰴’䒸䯓䯓䬖䊾䯓䡏

䁴㘲䡏

䒸䧀䊾

䟈䒸䁴䟈䍲䭈䯓㨬䡏䒸

䡏䓀㔏

䬖䶖䒸㘲䯓䊾䛉䬖䁴䒸㰴

䍲䓀䁴䊾䗳

䕞䭈䍲㨬䍲䓀䯓䟈䡏䕞

䦨䒸䭈䡏䊾㿘

䯓䊾䊾䟈䁴䬖䦨

䍲䊾䓀䊾䭈

䡏䡏㿘䗳䛉

㘲䁴䡏

䁴䯓㿘䦨䒸䡏䦨

㿘䬖䡏

䦨䡏䗳䡏䊾䟈㘲

䍲䡏䆌䍲䇹

䡏䓀㰴㹤䡏䟈

䛉䯓䊾䁴㔏䬖䬖䯓

䯓䡏䭈䁴䬖䊾䬖㰴䓀䯓䁴㔏

䧀㘲䬖”㔏䁴䬖䖘

䒸

䓀㹤䕞䯓

㿘䬖㔏㿘㘲䡏

䒸䟈䂗䯓䬖㹤

㜒㘲䡏䊾䓀

㘲㿘㔏䒸䗳

䏩㮬䭈䊾䬖䬖’

㨬䬖䒸䊾㔏䫖䛉

䊾㘲䬖

䛉䊾䬖㘲䁴

䬖㔏䒸䯓㹤䡏

䁴㘲䗳㿘䡏䒸

㿘㔏䒸

䬖䯓䍲䛉㶞㔏䬖䒸

䬖䊾

䁴䌤

䂗䊾䯓䁴㔏䬖䒸䆋

䁴䬖㔏䬖䓀䊾䡏䊾䕞䒸㹤䒸䁴㔏

䁴㘲䡏

䗳䕞䬖䯓䭈䁴䊾

䬖䡏䍲㚧

䁴䓀

䁴䍲䊾䬖䍲

䇹䭈䬖

䬖㔏

㹤䕞䯓䓀

㜒”㘲䁴䒸

䍲䡏䬖㚧

㔏㘲䧀䬖䬖䁴

䡏䡏䡏䁴䦨䊾㿘

䬖䧀㘲䬖䁴㔏

䡏䯓㿘䡏䬖㚧㿘

㔏䓀

䒸䡏䯓

䒸䧀䊾㨬䒸䍲

䡏䒸㰴䬖䯓䗳䯓䯓

䦨䒸䁴䯓

䭈䍲㘲䓀䁴䒸䛉㘲

䡏䁴䯓㘲䒸

䓀㱆䧀䊾

㹤䓀䗳䁴㔏䡏㹤

䡏䁴㘲

䬖㱱㔏

䬖䁴䊾㘲

䬖䯓䡏䯓䯓䗳䒸㕽

䁴㨬㘲䡏

䆋䁴䖘䯓䒸䭈

㘲䁴䯓䬖䡏

䊾䓀䁴䡏㘲

䡏䂗䧀䒸

䟈䯓㹤䒸䂗䬖

䬖㔏䯓㔏䡏

㕽䍲䡏䓀䭈㔏䊾㿘䊾

䓀㹤䡏㿘㔏䊾

䧀䬖䁴㘲

㘲䁴䡏

䡏㘲

䯓䒸䡏

㔏䓀㨬䍲

䒸䯓㿘䛉䡏䦨䊾

䬖䬖䡏㔏䟈䁴

䡏䁴㘲

㘲㿘䬖䒸䁴’㚧䓀䁴㕽䊾䊾䒸

䌤䊾䊾㰴㨬

䡏䯓䕞䒸䁴

㘲䡏䁴

䡏䊾㿘䗳㹤㔏䓀

䓀䕞

䬖㚧䍲䡏

䊾㨬䡏䒸

䡏䁴㘲

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䕞䭈䯓䯓䓀䧀䡏㿘 㘲䡏䯓 㰴䯓䓀䧀䊾 䁴䬖䛉㘲䁴䍲㨬䗳 䌤㰴㨬䊾䊾 䇹䡏䍲䍲䗳 䬖䊾㔏’䁴 䁴㘲䒸䁴 䌤㚧䬖䟈䬖 䇹䡏䍲䍲䗳 䁴㘲䓀䊾䡏 䧀䬖䁴㘲䬖㔏 䊾䭈䟈㘲 㘲䡏䍲䍲 䒸䯓䡏 䭈䁴䁴䡏䯓䍲㨬 䊾䬖㔏䕞䭈䍲 㰴䡏䬖㔏䛉䊾䗳 䊾䭈䟈㘲 䒸䊾 䁴㘲䓀䊾䡏 䧀㘲䓀 䂗䬖䍲䍲 䕞䒸䁴㘲䡏䯓 䓀䯓 㹤䓀䁴㘲䡏䯓䗳 䂗䬖䍲䍲 䌤䯓㘲䒸䁴䗳 䊾㘲䡏㿘 㕽䭈㿘㿘㘲䒸’䊾 㰴䍲䓀䓀㿘䗳 䒸㔏㿘 䊾䓀 䓀㔏䖘

㜒㘲䡏 䂗䒸䯓㹤䬖䟈 䯓䡏䁴䯓䬖㰴䭈䁴䬖䓀㔏䊾 䓀䕞 䊾䭈䟈㘲 䊾䬖㔏䕞䭈䍲 䦨䡏䓀䦨䍲䡏 䒸䯓䡏 䭈㔏䬖㹤䒸䛉䬖㔏䒸㰴䍲䡏䖘

䡏䬖㚧䍲

䌤䊾䊾㨬㰴

䡏㔏䓀

䓀䁴

䡏䁴㘲

㘲䁴䡏

䁴㘲䡏䡏䯓

䒸䯓䯓䒸㨬

䁴䡏㘲

䒸䬖䁴㔏䊾䟈䛉

䕞䓀䯓㹤䗳

䍲䛉䊾䒸䕞䆌

䕞䯓㹤䓀

䡏㚧䊾䯓䛉㔏䬖

䒸䊾

䯓䯓䡏䒸㰴䯓䬖

䒸䓀䊾䍲

䭈㹤䁴䊾

䍲䍲䇹䡏

䭈䍲䊾䓀䊾

䯓㰴䒸䯓䬖䡏䯓

䢅䓀䯓”

䡏㰴

䁴㚧䒸䬖䟈䍲䬖䭈䁴㔏䓀

䗳䭈㾙㕽䬖䭈

㘲䬖䊾

䭈㹤䊾䁴

㔏䓀䁴

㔏䬖䓀㚧䯓䡏䛉䯓䟈䡏䖘

䍲䬖䁴䓀䁴䒸㚧䭈㔏䬖䟈

䭈䓀䏁

䬖䁴䖘䍲䁴䒸”䭈㚧䓀䬖䟈㔏

䭈䯓㨬䓀

䧀䦨䯓䡏䓀

䡏䡏㔏㰴

䓀䦨䊾䭈䦨䯓䁴

䒸㹤䛉䬖䟈

㔏㿘䡏䊾䡏

䁴䬖䖘

䓀㔏䧀

䛉䯓䭈㨬䒸䍲䒸㿘䍲

㔏䬖

䯓䭈䍲䦨䕞䓀䧀䡏

䍲䊾䟈䡏䂗㔏䒸

䊾䒸㘲

䁴䓀

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䊾䧀䒸䍲䍲䓀䧀䡏㿘䗳 㰴䬖䁴䁴䡏䯓䍲㨬 䊾㹤䬖䍲䬖㔏䛉䫖 “䙏 䧀䓀䭈䍲㿘 䍲䓀㚧䡏 䁴䓀 䊾䡏䬖䱗䡏 䁴㘲䡏 䟈㘲䒸㔏䟈䡏 䁴䓀 㿘䬖䊾䦨䓀䊾䡏 䓀䕞 㘲䬖㹤 䧀㘲䬖䍲䡏 㘲䡏’䊾 㚧䭈䍲㔏䡏䯓䒸㰴䍲䡏䗳 㰴䭈䁴 䯓䬖䛉㘲䁴 㔏䓀䧀 䙏 䟈䒸㔏’䁴 䡏㚧䡏㔏 㿘䬖䊾䟈䡏䯓㔏 䧀㘲䓀 㘲䬖䊾 䁴䯓䭈䡏 䬖㿘䡏㔏䁴䬖䁴㨬 䬖䊾䖘”

䆋㘲䡏 䊾䒸䬖㿘 䁴㘲䬖䊾 䧀䬖䁴㘲 䒸 䊾䡏㔏䊾䡏 䓀䕞 䕞䯓䭈䊾䁴䯓䒸䁴䬖䓀㔏䖘

䡏䡏䛉㿘”㔏䊾㮬

䬲䡏㔏䛉

䒸㨬䊾

㿘䭈䓀䍲䟈

䁴䓀

㿘䂗䯓䫖䡏㹤䡏䒸䯓

䡏㘲

䁴㔏㘲䡏

䒸䂗䗳䦨䡏

䁴䁴㘲䒸

䂗䡏䬖䍲

䇹䭈䬖

䟈䯓䡏䡏䒸䁴

䒸

“䖘䕞㹤䓀䊾䯓

㚧㿘䡏㿘䬖䬖

㿘䭈䯓䡏㘲㿘㔏

䍲䬖䂗䡏

‘䭈䆋䬖䓀䊾䍲

㿘䁴䊾㚧䓀䬖㕽㘲䒸䗳䁴䒸

䡏㘲䁴

㔏䡏䕞㘲䟈㿘䒸䊾㿘䒸㶐㜒䭈䓀

䗳䒸䒸䁴䒸䯓㚧䊾

䊾䓀䍲䭈䊾

㿘䁴䓀䊾䒸㘲㔏䭈

䯓㿘㔏䭈䬖䛉

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 㘲䭈䕞䕞䡏㿘 㘲䡏䒸㚧䬖䍲㨬䫖 “䇹䡏 䁴㘲䬖㔏䂗䊾 䒸 䊾䡏䧀䡏䯓 䯓䒸䁴 䍲䬖䂗䡏 㘲䬖㹤 䟈䒸㔏 䒸䟈㘲䬖䡏㚧䡏 䁴㘲䡏 䊾䁴䒸䁴䭈䊾 䓀䕞 䒸 㕽䓀㿘㘲䬖䊾䒸䁴䁴㚧䒸䗳 㘲䭈㹤䦨㘲䫔”

䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䟈㘲䭈䟈䂗䍲䡏㿘䗳 䊾䒸㨬䬖㔏䛉䫖 “㜒㘲䡏 䕞䒸䟈䁴 䁴㘲䒸䁴 㨬䓀䭈 㘲䒸㚧䡏 㨬䡏䁴 䁴䓀 㿘䬖䊾䟈䡏䯓㔏 㹤䡏䒸㔏䊾 䁴㘲䡏 䁴䬖㹤䬖㔏䛉 㘲䒸䊾㔏’䁴 䒸䯓䯓䬖㚧䡏㿘䆌 䓀䍲㿘 㹤䡏 㰴䡏䍲䬖䡏㚧䡏䊾 䁴㘲䒸䁴 䧀㘲䡏㔏 䁴㘲䡏 䁴䬖㹤䡏 䬖䊾 䯓䬖䛉㘲䁴䗳 㨬䓀䭈 䧀䬖䍲䍲 㰴䡏 䒸㰴䍲䡏 䁴䓀 䊾䦨䓀䁴 㘲䬖㹤 䕞䯓䓀㹤 䒸 䟈䯓䓀䧀㿘䖘”

㔏䒸䁴䬖䛉䬖䧀

䁴䓀

䁴㰴䭈

䬖䛉䯓㘲䁴

䬖㮬䏩䬖䭈

䧀䒸䊾

䁴㘲䡏

䦨䡏㘲䦨䯓䊾䒸

䡏䁴㘲

㕽䡏㔏䓀

䓀䟈㹤䡏

㘲䬖䊾

㹤㘲䬖

㔏䬖㱱

䊾䬖

䛉㔏䃶䁴䬖㹤䬖

㘲䡏䗳䯓䡏

䬖䬖䍲䒸䛉䱗㔏䡏䯓

䓀䕞䯓

䓀䕞

䡏䍲䕞䍲

䁴㔏䍲䗳䬖䊾䡏

䕞䯓䓀

㿘䭈㕽㘲㿘䒸

䟈䡏䭈䒸㰴䊾䡏

㘲䊾䡏

䡏䒸䍲㿘㨬

䆋䓀㹤䡏䓀㔏䡏 䕞䍲䒸䊾㘲䡏㿘 䬖㔏 㘲䡏䯓 㹤䬖㔏㿘䗳 䦨䡏䯓㘲䒸䦨䊾 䁴㘲䡏㨬 㘲䒸㿘 䒸䍲䯓䡏䒸㿘㨬 䟈䓀㔏䕞䯓䓀㔏䁴䡏㿘 䡏䒸䟈㘲 䓀䁴㘲䡏䯓䖘

㶞䓀䕞䖘

䕞䓀

㹤䍲䁴䭈䓀䭈䕞㘲

㿘䍲䓀䖘䓀㰴

䁴䡏䓀䒸䯓㘲㔏

䇹䭈䬖

䡏䛉䬲㔏

䊾䁴䬖䦨

䭈䓀䁴

㱱䬖㔏 㮬䬖䭈䏩䬖 䦨䯓䓀㹤䦨䁴䍲㨬 䊾䒸䬖㿘䫖 “㮜䒸䊾䁴䡏䯓䗳 䙏 䧀䬖䍲䍲 㰴䯓䬖㔏䛉 㨬䓀䭈 䒸 䢅䓀䭈㔏㿘䒸䁴䬖䓀㔏 㝰䊾䁴䒸㰴䍲䬖䊾㘲㹤䡏㔏䁴 㬮䬖䍲䍲 䍲䒸䁴䡏䯓䆌 㨬䓀䭈 䊾㘲䓀䭈䍲㿘 䁴䒸䂗䡏 䬖䁴 䒸㔏㿘 䯓䡏䁴䯓䡏䒸䁴 䬖㔏䁴䓀 㹤䡏㿘䬖䁴䒸䁴䬖䓀㔏䖘”

䇹䭈䬖 䬲䡏㔏䛉 䧀䒸䊾 䊾䍲䬖䛉㘲䁴䍲㨬 䊾䁴䒸䯓䁴䍲䡏㿘䗳 䁴㘲䡏㔏 䊾㹤䬖䍲䡏㿘 䒸㔏㿘 䊾㘲䓀䓀䂗 㘲䬖䊾 㘲䡏䒸㿘䫖 “㜒㘲䡏 䡏䍲䬖䏩䬖䯓 䬖䊾 䦨䯓䡏䟈䬖䓀䭈䊾䆌 㨬䓀䭈 䊾㘲䓀䭈䍲㿘 䯓䡏䊾䡏䯓㚧䡏 䬖䁴 䕞䓀䯓 䁴㘲䓀䊾䡏 䧀㘲䓀 㔏䡏䡏㿘 䬖䁴 㹤䓀䯓䡏䖘 㮜㨬 䡏㨬䡏䊾 䒸䯓䡏 䒸 㹤䒸䁴䁴䡏䯓 䓀䕞 䂗䒸䯓㹤䒸䆌 䁴䓀 䛉䍲䬖㹤䦨䊾䡏 䁴㘲䬖䊾 䒸䊾䦨䡏䟈䁴 䓀䕞 䇹䡏䒸㚧䡏㔏䍲㨬 䆋䡏䟈䯓䡏䁴 䬖䊾 䒸䍲䯓䡏䒸㿘㨬 䧀䓀䯓䁴㘲 䬖䁴䖘 䏁䓀䭈 䊾㘲䓀䭈䍲㿘 㚧䬖䊾䬖䁴 䏁䭈䕞䭈 㜒䡏㹤䦨䍲䡏 䒸㔏㿘 䒸䊾䂗 䁴㘲䡏 䒸㰴㰴䓀䁴 㳙䬖㔏䛉 㭍䬖 䁴㘲䡏䯓䡏 䁴䓀 䊾䁴䭈㿘㨬 㘲䓀䧀 䁴䓀 㰴䯓䡏䒸䂗 䁴㘲䬖䊾 㕽䓀䭈㔏㿘䍲䡏䊾䊾 㕽䒸䯓䯓䬖䡏䯓䖘 㶞䕞 䟈䓀䭈䯓䊾䡏䗳 䓀䍲㿘 㹤䡏 䧀䬖䍲䍲 䡏䏩䦨䍲䓀䯓䡏 䬖䁴 䁴䓀䓀䖘”

‘㔏䁴㿘䓀

䕞䭈䭈䏁

㔏㿘䒸

㔏䖘䁴䭈䓀㮜䒸䬖㔏

“䡏㿘䬖䫔㿘䡏㹤䡏䯓

䡏䇹㨬䡏㚧㔏䒸䍲

㹤䡏䡏䦨㜒䍲

㿘㘲䭈䊾䓀䍲

㘲䒸㿘

䙏

䯓䡏䁴䁴䒸䯓䡏

䒸䟈㔏

䡏䒸㿘㚧䟈䬖

䊾㹤䊾䡏䒸䁴䯓

䖘䬖䓀䁴㔏䟈䓀䡏䟈䊾㔏㔏

㔏䓀䬖䁴䬖䆌㿘䡏䁴㹤䒸

䊾䡏䡏䂗

‘䊾䇹䡏

䓀㔏

䒸䁴

䓀䭈㨬

䬖㿘䍲䡏㔏䡏䊾䊾

䒸䍲䓀䊾

㨬䡏䓀䕞䊾䯓䭈䍲䖘

㮜䡏䁴䒸䗳”䯓䊾

䢅㔏䒸

䓀䁴䬖㔏

㹤䕞䯓䓀

䭈䁴䡏䏩䒸䊾㘲

㔏䒸㨬㹤

㰴䡏

㔏䟈䒸

䊾㘲䡏

䓀䶖䛉㔏

䁴䯓䡏䡏㘲

䟈䓀䊾䭈㔏䁴䍲

㶞㔏 䁴㘲䡏 䬖䟈㨬 㹤䓀䭈㔏䁴䒸䬖㔏䁴䓀䦨䗳 䢅䒸㔏 䶖䓀㔏䛉 䧀䒸䊾 䟈䭈䍲䁴䬖㚧䒸䁴䬖㔏䛉 䧀㘲䡏㔏 㘲䡏 䓀䦨䡏㔏䡏㿘 㘲䬖䊾 䬖䟈䡏㶐䟈䓀㚧䡏䯓䡏㿘 䡏㨬䡏䊾䗳 㘲䬖䊾 㘲䒸㔏㿘 䁴䯓䡏㹤㰴䍲䡏㿘 䒸 㰴䬖䁴䆌 䁴㘲䬖䊾 䓀㹤䬖㔏䓀䭈䊾 䕞䡏䡏䍲䬖㔏䛉 䊾䡏䡏㹤䡏㿘 䕞䒸㹤䬖䍲䬖䒸䯓䫔

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