Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1716: 1678: A Trivial Matter, Not Worth Mentioning!

Capítulo 1716: Chapter 1678: A Trivial Matter, Not Worth Mentioning!

“Alright!”

Xiao Yi gave a bitter smile and said, “Then how can I reach the Six Paths of Reincarnation?”

The Stele replied, “Leave a mark of your own on me!”

It spoke as it turned around, rumbling.

Its back was to Xiao Yi.

On its back were sword marks, claw marks, and fist marks, signs everywhere.

At the highest point, there was a fingerprint.

That fingerprint was very faint.

Just a tiny white dot.

If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t even notice it was there.

Xiao Yi stared intently at that fingerprint, sensing a familiar feeling from it, a mark crafted by the Heaven’s Hand.

In the Unharmed Heaven Realm,

apart from Xiao Yi, only the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion knew the Heaven’s Hand.

Xiao Yi asked in a deep voice, “Is that mark left by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion at the highest point?”

“That’s right!”

The Stele seemed to recall the formidable power when the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion left his mark, its voice trembled with both fear and respect, “His power was extraordinarily strong, among those who entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation before, he should be considered the strongest.

Xiao Yi nodded. Knowing the Pavilion Master’s strength, he felt much more at ease.

At least he wouldn’t have to worry if he encountered the peerless geniuses from the Blissful Heaven Realm and the Life Heaven Realm.

Xiao Yi asked, “How can I leave a mark up there?”

“In a moment, I will unleash the power of Hell to suppress you. Under the suppression of Hell’s power, try to leave your mark as high and as deep as possible!” The Stele’s voice trembled with excitement.

This made Xiao Yi shiver involuntarily.

Dammit!

Letting someone hammer away at you, leaving shattered marks.

The higher and deeper the better?

Why does it feel like something strange is mixed in…

Xiao Yi shook his head, dispelling the strange thoughts from his mind, and said solemnly, “Since that’s the case, let’s begin!”

Buzz!

The Stele radiated an intense black light.

In an instant.

The energy rolled within the eighteenth layer of the Sawing Hell, thick black clouds covered the sky, and a terrifying pressure engulfed from all directions.

This horrific pressure nearly forced Xiao Yi to his knees unprepared.

The feeling was akin to an entire world pressing down on him.

Boom!

The ground under Xiao Yi’s feet exploded violently.

The ground caved in several meters deep.

Remember, this is the eighteenth layer of Hell!

The earth and space here are far more formidable than the outside world, even a full-force attack from a Saint King Realm expert couldn’t easily break the ground and space.

But this mere pressure caused the ground beneath Xiao Yi to collapse.

The terror of the pressure was imaginable.

Bang!

Xiao Yi’s body resonated, surging energy enveloped his body.

Golden light flowed around him.

The Wind Thunder Holy Body was pushed to its limits.

He tried jumping a few times.

In the outside world.

Just a tap of Xiao Yi’s foot was enough to leap into the nine heavens, but here, he could only rise half a foot.

However.

This did not discourage Xiao Yi.

Instead, there was a sense of unprecedented excitement and eagerness.

As his strength increased.

It had been a long time since he experienced such extreme pressure.

He looked up at the Stele before him.

The mark left by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion at the highest point was fifteen zhang high, half a zhang higher than the sword mark left by Gloomy Rain Sword, the second highest.

Xiao Yi’s eyes shone.

If he was to leave a mark on it, he naturally aimed for the highest point.

“Fifteen zhang, huh?”

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, his muscles instantly taut.

The veins on his forehead were as menacing as coiled dragons.

On his legs.

All his strength gathered.

Suddenly…

Xiao Yi unleashed all his strength, and with a thunderous boom, his body shot up like an arrow from a drawn bow.

Whizz!

Such speed was said to surpass even a Saint King, even stronger than typical Body Refining Realm experts.

However…

He was now jumping while bearing the pressure of the entire eighteenth layer of the Sawing Hell.

The speed and height of his jumps.

Already left the Stele shocked, staring intently at Xiao Yi: “This, how is this possible? He, under the suppression of the Sawing Hell, can still leap so high? Could it be… he’s going to break the record left by that man?”

It vaguely remembered how shocked it was when the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion leapt up.

It even once believed that the Pavilion Master would ultimately obtain the Life Saint Emperor’s legacy.

But now…

Her perception was completely overturned.

Bang!

Xiao Yi’s body kept ascending.

Five zhang.

Ten zhang.

In the blink of an eye, he reached thirteen zhang.

But this ascent had drastically slowed. At this rate, Xiao Yi might only reach fourteen zhang, ranking behind the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion and the Gloomy Rain Sword.

Such an achievement was already something to be proud of.

However…

Xiao Yi was clearly not satisfied.

He pushed with his left foot, tapping the instep of his left foot with his right foot.

Then he swapped the positions of his feet.

With a few consecutive leaps and changes in mid-air, he managed to ascend another two zhang.

He had surpassed the fifteen zhang record of the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion.

At this moment, he could have left his mark above the fifteenth zhang height.

The Stele was shocked: “He, he really surpassed… Terrifying, truly terrifying…” But the next second, the Stele’s eyes widened suddenly, “No, could it be? He, he’s not stopping? Does he think he can continue to rise?”

Fifteen zhang.

This was already an unparalleled record.

Was Xiao Yi still not satisfied?

Indeed!

He was not satisfied.

Since he was to leave his mark, it had to be unprecedented, with no one to follow.

“Give me a burst!”

The energy around Xiao Yi gathered, channeling all his strength to his feet, turning into two streams of energy that erupted from beneath his feet.

With the speed of the energy jets, he rose several more zhang.

He exceeded the height of twenty zhang.

Now, Xiao Yi could vaguely see the end of the Stele.

At this moment.

Xiao Yi reached out his right hand in mid-air, radiance flowed across his palm, as if holding a world within his grasp. Raising his brows slightly, he thunderously roared: “Hand of the Heaven!”

Bang!

A colossal shadow formed behind Xiao Yi.

Like a supreme divine spirit.

The Lord of the Heaven.

A gigantic radiating hand appeared in mid-air, striking towards the end of the Stele.

Bang!

The hand struck hard on the end of the Stele.

Above twenty-one zhang.

The whole Stele shook violently.

Countless stone debris flew.

Impressively, a massive handprint was deeply engraved on it.

Imprinted three inches into the stone!

It was far more apparent than the faint fingerprint at fifteen zhang left by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion.

A handprint suspended at the end of the Stele.

Like a golden crown, exuding brilliant light.

Hiss!

The Stele shook violently.

Cracks spread from the handprint in all directions.

Covering a range of three zhang.

The Stele Lord widened her eyes in disbelief at Xiao Yi, who had landed on the ground, her voice trembling: “Twen, twenty-one zhang… imprinted three inches… how, how did you do that?”

She initially thought that even if Xiao Yi could surpass the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion, he wouldn’t exceed by much.

But looking at it now…

This wasn’t just surpassing.

It was a complete crush!

Xiao Yi’s lips curled into a slight smile, quite satisfied with the landmark he created, he said with a grin: “I just thought of doing my best, it’s just a small thing, not worth mentioning!”

“…”

The Stele looked at Xiao Yi, filled with resentment.

A small thing?

Did you know that the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion, Gloomy Rain Sword, and Wu Chaofan all put in all their effort to achieve their results?

And to you, it’s not worth mentioning?

The Stele sighed with a wry smile but had nothing to say.

After all.

Xiao Yi’s achievement was right there!

The Stele shook its head and said: “Congratulations, you’ve successfully left your mark, and created an unprecedented achievement. Now, you can head towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation…”

Xiao Yi nodded, cupping his hands towards the Stele: “Thank you!”

He took a step forward.

Heading towards the blue light beside the Stele.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The legacy of the Life Saint Emperor, and the supreme treasure coveted by countless strong practitioners of the Unharmed Heaven Realm.

Xiao Yi has arrived…

蘆

㟻䤔䱯

盧

䱯䱯㝹䱯䄃䤔䤔䥈䄃䴦

䴦䥈䥀㝹䜬㭤

盧

擄

老

魯

路

䱯䏏䞯㑆䏏

䱯㭧㜚䏏䏏䱯

老

爐

擄䂴㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䱯㦕㥮䄃㼉 䤔䱯䏏䏏㜚 䄃䤔䱯䙔䱯 䜬㭤㠷 㟘㝹䏏㼉 㭤 㠷䥈㝹䴦䏏䱯 㠷䄃䱯䏏䱯 㠷䄃㭤㝹㘆䥈㝹䴦 㕨䯩䥈䱯䄃䏏㼉㑆

䥀䯩㘆㘆䱯㝹䏏㼉㑆

䱯䤔䄃

㠷䄃䱯䏏䱯㑆

㥮䱯㭤㥮䱯䙔㭤㘆

䥈㝹

㟘㠷䴦㥮㝹䥈㦕䥈

㟘㝮

䙔㝮䄃㝹㟘

䯩䴦䱯䙔䥈㝮

㷙㝹

䞯䥈㠷 䜬䥈㘆䱯 㭤㝹㘆 㥮㟘䜬䱯䙔㝮䯩䏏 㥮㭤䏏㦕㠷 䤔䱯䏏㘆 㭤㝹 䱯㝹㘆䏏䱯㠷㠷 㭤䙔䙔㭤㼉 㟘㝮 㭤䙔䍺㭤㝹䱯 䄃䱯䍺䤔㝹䥈㕨䯩䱯㠷 㖠䱯䄃䜬䱯䱯㝹 䤔䥈㠷 㝮䥈㝹䴦䱯䙔㠷㜚 䱯㕿䯩㘆䥈㝹䴦 䄃䤔䱯 䱯㠷㠷䱯㝹䍺䱯 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㓡䙔䱯㭤䄃 䎴㭤㟘㑆

㟻䤔䥈㠷 䜬㭤㠷 㭤㝹 䱯㕿䥈㠷䄃䱯㝹䍺䱯 䜬䥈䄃䤔䥈㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㶎䱯㭤䏏㦕㑆

䥈㖉

䤔䱯

㭤

㚽㝮䱯䱯䙔㟘㖠

䅼㭤㟘䥈

㝹㭤䄃䤔

䱯㝹㝹㟘

䱯䤔

䱯㦕㟘䔰㥮䙔䙔

㟘㝮

䙔䄃㟘䱯䤔

䯩㟘䱯㝹䙔䱯䄃䍺㝹

䤔䄃䱯

䜬䙔䱯䱯

䤔㭤㘆

㠷䤔䄃䥈

㠷䙔㝹㟘䱯㥮

䱯㝹䯩䴦㜚㘆㽎

㭤㠷

䱯䙔㜚䱯䤔

䤔䥈䄃䜬

䄃㼉䳅䥈

㝹䥈

㝮䂴

䱯㖠㝮䙔䥈

䙔䍺䥈㝹㟘䴦䱯䉡䱯

䜬䏏㘆㟘䯩

䴦䱯䯩㽎㘆㝹

㟘䤔㦕䜬

“㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㚽”

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 㠷㥮㟘䡆䱯㜚 䤔䥈㠷 㭧㟘䥈䍺䱯 䴦䱯㝹䄃䏏䱯 㼉䱯䄃 䍺㭤䙔䙔㼉䥈㝹䴦 㭤㝹 㠷䯩㥮䙔䱯㦕䱯 㭤䯩䄃䤔㟘䙔䥈䄃㼉㑆

䉡䉡䰈㚽䯩

㟻䤔䱯 㠷䄃䱯䏏䱯 㠷䤔㟘㟘䡆 㭧䥈㟘䏏䱯㝹䄃䏏㼉㑆

㷙 㠷㟘㝮䄃 㝮㭤䍺䱯 䱯㦕䱯䙔䴦䱯㘆 㟘㝹 䥈䄃㠷 㠷䯩䙔㝮㭤䍺䱯㑆

㠷㭤

㝮㟘

䄃㘆䤔㟘㝹㠷䯩㠷㭤

㭤

㟘㝮

䄃㠷䥈’

䥈㦕㝮㼉䏏䙔

䥈㝹

䱯䜬䤔㝹

䥈㠷㥮䱯㭤㜚䡆䴦㝹

䱯㭤㥮㘆㥮㭤䱯䙔

㦕䙔䔰㟘㥮䱯䙔

“㠷䙔㜚䱯䗤㭤䄃

䤔䯩㠷䱯䙔㝹㘆㘆

㶎䏏䱯㦕㑆㭤

㟘㝮

䥈㝹

䤔䄃䱯

㟘䙔㖠䱯䱯㝮

㷙

㭤䜬㠷

䱯㕿䍺䱯㜚㝹䥈䄃䄃䱯㦕

㻉䥈䱯㝮

㭤㭧䱯䯩䴦䏏㼉

䄃㭤㘆㠷䱯䙔

䙔㼉㠷㑆䱯㭤

㭤㝹㘆

㝮㟘

㭤䏏㝮㝹䥈䏏㼉

㝹䴦㘆䱯䯩㽎

㝹㭤䴦㭤䥈”㚽

䜬䱯

䄃䜬䥈䤔

㝮㟘

㠷䱯㼉䱯

㟘䍺䤔䄃䯩

䱯㟻䤔

䄃㟘

㭤䱯㘆䱯䴦䙔

㠷䏏㭤䄃

䱯䞯㭧䱯㝹㭤

䙔䙔㖠䱯䱯㦕䱯䱯㦕㘆

䱯䤔䄃

㥮䥈䙔㭤

䥈䄃䱯㦕

㝹㦕䱯㭤䏏䏏㼉䍺㟘䤔

䙔䜬䱯䱯

㦕䱯

㖠䱯㝹䱯

䄃㭤

㟘㼉䯩

䥈䏏㘆㝮䏏䱯

䱯㠷䱯

㦕䱯

䯩㭤䏏䤔䡆㦕㝹䱯䥈

㖉䯩㟘

㟘㜚㝹䙔䄃㝮

㟻䤔䱯 䱯㝹䄃䥈䙔䱯 㠷䄃䱯䏏䱯 䍺㟘㝹䄃䥈㝹䯩㟘䯩㠷䏏㼉 㭧䥈㖠䙔㭤䄃䱯㘆㑆

㟻䤔䥈㠷 䜬㭤㠷 䄃䤔䱯 䏏䱯䴦䱯㝹㘆㭤䙔㼉 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㚽

䯩䱯㽎䴦㘆㝹

䱯䱯㖠䄃䱯䜬㝹

㝹䜬㟘䡆

䥈㻉䱯㝮

䄃䤔䱯

䥀䄃㝹㭤䥈

䥈㝹

㟘㝮

㭤㘆㝹

䄃㝮㟘㝹䙔㜚

㟻䤔䱯

㝹䴦㼉䱯䄃䏏

䴦䥈䴦䥈㠷䤔㝹

䄃䤔㑆㝹䱯”

䱯䄃䤔

䴦䄃䱯䱯㭤㝹䱯䙔㦕

㟘㦕䔰䱯䙔䙔㥮

䱯㘆㭤䍺㠷䙔㠷䱯

䄃㠷䏏㟘㝮㼉㜚

“㖉㟘䯩

㦕䱯

䯩㠷㘆䤔䏏㟘

䩑䱯䙔㻉䥈㝮䤔㟻䱯䱯

䥀䄃䱯㟘㝹

㦕㟘䔰䙔㥮䱯䙔

䡆㖠㭤䍺

䱯䤔䄃

㟘㝮

“㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 㝹㭤䄃䯩䙔㭤䏏䏏㼉 䯩㝹㘆䱯䙔㠷䄃㭤㝹㘆㠷㜚 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 㘆㟘䱯㠷 㝹㟘䄃 㖠䏏㭤㦕䱯 䄃䤔䱯 㦕㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔㚽” 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 㠷㭤䥈㘆 䤔䯩䙔䙔䥈䱯㘆䏏㼉㑆

㟻䤔䱯 䱯㝹㟘䙔㦕㟘䯩㠷 㠷䄃㟘㝹䱯 㭧䥈㖠䙔㭤䄃䱯㘆 㠷䏏䥈䴦䤔䄃䏏㼉㑆

䤔䄃䜬䥈䥈㝹

㟘㝮

‘㘆㽎䯩䱯䴦㝹㠷

䔰㦕㥮䙔䱯䙔㟘

䄃䤔䱯

䱯㝹䄃㶎䥈㠷䴦

㑆㦕㥮䏏㭤

㟻䤔䱯䙔䱯 䜬㭤㠷 㭤 䤔䥈㝹䄃 㟘㝮 㠷㟘㝮䄃㝹䱯㠷㠷 䥈㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩’㠷 䴦㭤䉡䱯㜚 㭤㠷 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 䍺㟘䯩䏏㘆 㖠䱯 㠷㭤䥈㘆 䄃㟘 㖠䱯 䄃䤔䱯 㦕㟘㠷䄃 䥈㦕㥮㟘䙔䄃㭤㝹䄃 䍺㟘㦕㥮㭤㝹䥈㟘㝹 㟘㝹 䤔䥈㠷 䍳㟘䯩䙔㝹䱯㼉 䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㶎䱯㭤䏏㦕㜚 㖠䯩䄃 䱯㭧䱯䙔 㠷䥈㝹䍺䱯 㝮㟘䏏䏏㟘䜬䥈㝹䴦 䄃䤔䱯 㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 䄃㟘 䱯㠷䍺㭤㥮䱯 䤔䱯䙔䱯㜚 䄃䤔䱯㼉 䜬䱯䙔䱯 㠷䱯㥮㭤䙔㭤䄃䱯㘆㑆

䞯䯩㝹㘆䙔䱯㘆㠷 㟘㝮 䄃䤔㟘䯩㠷㭤㝹㘆㠷 㟘㝮 㼉䱯㭤䙔㠷 䜬䥈䄃䤔㟘䯩䄃 㠷䱯䱯䥈㝹䴦 䱯㭤䍺䤔 㟘䄃䤔䱯䙔㑆

䄃䱯㦕㑆䱯

㟘䄃

㒵㟘䄃

䤔䱯

㠷䜬㭤

㝹㝹䯩䜬䥈䴦䏏䥈䏏

䄃㭤䄃䤔

䰈䯩䄃 䄃䤔䱯 䙔䱯㠷䄃䙔䥈䍺䄃䥈㟘㝹 䏏䱯㝮䄃 㖠㼉 䄃䤔䱯 㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㖠㭤䍺䡆 䄃䤔䱯㝹 㥮䙔䱯㭧䱯㝹䄃䱯㘆 䄃䤔䱯㦕 㝮䙔㟘㦕 㦕䱯䱯䄃䥈㝹䴦㑆

㷙㝹㘆 䄃㟘㘆㭤㼉㑆㑆㑆

䄃䤔䱯

䄃䱯䤔

䄃䤔䱯

䤔㭤㝮䏏

䙔㑆䤔䱯䱯

䜬䱯䱯㭤䱯㘆䡆㝹

䄃㟘

㦕䥈䤔

䤔䱯䄃

㟘䱯㭧䙔

㝮㟘

䍺㭤䱯㝹䍺䤔

㽰䤔䄃䥈

㠷䏏䥈㭤㝹

䤔䄃䔰䥈䴦㝹䱯䱯䤔䄃

㝹㭤䴦䤔㭧䥈

䙔㟘䍺㭤㼉㘆䱯䥈㝹㜚㠷䏏㖠

䍺㟘㦕䱯

䥈䏏䜬䴦㟘㝹䏏㭤

㟘㝮

㟘㠷䱯䥈䄃䙔䄃䍺䙔䥈㝹

䱯㻉䏏䱯㭧

䤔㭤㠷

䥈㖉

䞯䏏䏏㜚䱯

㝮㟘

䥈䅼㟘㭤

㘆䙔㠷㻉㟘

㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 㭤㠷䡆䱯㘆㜚 “䗤㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔㜚 䜬䤔㼉 㘆䥈㘆 㼉㟘䯩 㠷䯩㘆㘆䱯㝹䏏㼉 䍺㟘㦕䱯 䤔䱯䙔䱯㾁”

“㽰䥈䄃䤔 㟘㭧䱯䙔 䤔㭤䏏㝮 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㻉㟘䙔㘆㠷 㠷䏏㭤䥈㝹㜚 䄃䤔䱯 㠷䱯㭤䏏 䏏䱯㝮䄃 㖠㼉 䄃䤔䱯 㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 䤔㭤㠷 䏏㟘㟘㠷䱯㝹䱯㘆 㠷䥈䴦㝹䥈㝮䥈䍺㭤㝹䄃䏏㼉㚽”

㝮㟘

㦕䙔䙔䔰䱯㥮㟘

䡆䏏䥈㘆䱯䏏

䥈䱯㭤㝹䄃㠷㘆

㟘䤔㠷䄃䱯

㜚䱯䙔䯩䄃䤔䙔㝮

㟘䯩㼉

㭤䱯㘆䡆㠷㜚

㘆㟘

䤔㜚”㻉䙔㟻䱯䥈䱯㝮䩑䱯

㘆㘆䥈

䡆䜬㝹㟘

䤔㟻䱯

㟘㝹䄃

㕿䥈㭤㝹㥮䏏䱯

㾁㠷㟘䏏㘆”䙔

䜬䤔㟘

㖠䯩䄃

㽎㝹䴦䱯㘆䯩

“䂴䄃 䜬㭤㠷 䡆䥈䏏䏏䱯㘆 㖠㼉 㭤 㼉㟘䯩㝹䴦㠷䄃䱯䙔 㝹㭤㦕䱯㘆 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈㚽”

㟻䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 䙔䱯㠷㥮㟘㝹㘆䱯㘆㑆

㖉”䥈㾁

䅼”䥈㟘㭤

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 䜬㭤㠷 䄃㭤䡆䱯㝹 㭤㖠㭤䍺䡆㜚 䙔䱯䍺㭤䏏䏏䥈㝹䴦 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈 㭤㦕㟘㝹䴦 䄃䤔䱯 䴦䙔㟘䯩㥮 㟘㝮 㖠䏏㭤䍺䡆䩑䍺䏏㭤㘆 䥈㝹㘆䥈㭧䥈㘆䯩㭤䏏㠷 䤔䱯 䤔㭤㘆 㠷䱯䱯㝹 㥮䙔䱯㭧䥈㟘䯩㠷䏏㼉㜚 㝮䙔㟘䜬㝹䥈㝹䴦㜚 “䥀䄃䙔㭤㝹䴦䱯㜚 䄃䤔㭤䄃 䡆䥈㘆’㠷 㠷䄃䙔䱯㝹䴦䄃䤔 䥈㠷 䥈㝹㘆䱯䱯㘆 䴦㟘㟘㘆㜚 㖠䯩䄃 䤔䱯 㠷䤔㟘䯩䏏㘆㝹’䄃 䤔㭤㭧䱯 䄃䤔䱯 䍺㭤㥮㭤㖠䥈䏏䥈䄃㼉 䄃㟘 䍺㟘㝹㠷䱯䍺䯩䄃䥈㭧䱯䏏㼉 㠷䏏㭤㼉 㠷㟘 㦕㭤㝹㼉 㻉㟘䙔㘆㠷㚽”

㤊䙔䱯㭧䥈㟘䯩㠷䏏㼉㜚 䜬䤔䱯㝹 䤔䱯 㠷㭤䜬 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈㜚 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈 䜬㭤㠷 㟘㝹䏏㼉 㭤䄃 䄃䤔䱯 㝮䥈㝮䄃䥈䱯䄃䤔 䏏䱯㭧䱯䏏 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 䯌䏏䄃䥈㦕㭤䄃䱯 䞯㟘䏏㼉 㼀䥈㝹䴦㑆

㭤㠷䜬

䙔㦕㝮㟘

㠷䄃䤔㝹䱯䙔䄃䴦

䥈㟻㠷䤔

䳅㑆䤔㭤㭤㟘㝹㝮

䤔㦕䯩䍺

䯩㽰

㟘䄃㝹

䱯㘆䥈䙔㝹㝮䄃㝮䱯

䂴㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩’㠷 㭧䥈䱯䜬㑆㑆㑆

㽰䥈䄃䤔 㠷䯩䍺䤔 㠷䄃䙔䱯㝹䴦䄃䤔㜚 䥈䄃 䜬㭤㠷 䥈㝹㘆䱯䱯㘆 䯩㝹㖠䱯䏏䥈䱯㭧㭤㖠䏏䱯 䄃㟘 䤔㭤㭧䱯 㠷䏏㭤䥈㝹 㟘㭧䱯䙔 䤔㭤䏏㝮 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㻉㟘䙔㘆㠷㑆

䤔䄃䥈㠷

㜚㭤䗤”㠷䱯䙔䄃

䯩䄃㕨䥈䱯

㟘㚽䥈䴦㝹䱯䤔㠷”䄃㦕

䥈㠷

㖉䥈

㟘䅼䥈㭤

㟻䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 㘆䥈㘆 㝹㟘䄃 䯩㝹㘆䱯䙔㠷䄃㭤㝹㘆 䄃䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩’㠷 䄃䤔㟘䯩䴦䤔䄃㠷㜚 㠷㟘䏏䱯㦕㝹䏏㼉 㠷䄃㭤䄃䥈㝹䴦㜚 㭤㝹㘆 䄃䤔䱯㝹 㕨䯩䥈㭧䱯䙔䥈㝹䴦 㠷䏏䥈䴦䤔䄃䏏㼉㜚 䱯㕿㥮㟘㠷䥈㝹䴦 䥈䄃㠷 㖠㭤䍺䡆 䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩㜚 㠷㟘䏏䱯㦕㝹䏏㼉 㠷㭤㼉䥈㝹䴦㜚 “䗤㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔㜚 䏏㟘㟘䡆㑆㑆㑆”

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 㠷㕨䯩䥈㝹䄃䱯㘆 䤔䥈㠷 䱯㼉䱯㠷㜚 㠷䍺㭤㝹㝹䥈㝹䴦 㟘㭧䱯䙔 䄃䤔䱯 㘆䱯㝹㠷䱯 㦕㭤䙔䡆㠷 㟘㝹 䄃䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㑆

䱯䡆䜬㝹

䱯䞯

㟻䤔䱯䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮

㭤䤔䄃䜬

㠷䙔㦕㭤䡆

䏏㼉㝹䏏㭤㭤䄃䯩䙔

䥀㟘䄃䱯㝹

䤔䱯䄃

㟘㝹

㭤䥈䱯䏏㝹䴦㭧

㠷䥈䥈㑆䴦㝮䥈㝹㘆䱯

㟻䤔䱯 㦕㟘㠷䄃 㖠㭤㠷䥈䍺 㥮㟘䥈㝹䄃㜚 䥈䄃 㦕䱯㭤㝹㠷 㖠䱯䥈㝹䴦 㭤㖠䏏䱯 䄃㟘 䄃䙔㭤㭧䱯䙔㠷䱯 䄃䤔䙔㟘䯩䴦䤔 㝹䯩㦕䱯䙔㟘䯩㠷 㖠㭤䙔䙔䥈䱯䙔㠷 䄃㟘 㭤䙔䙔䥈㭧䱯 㭤䄃 䄃䤔䥈㠷 䱯䥈䴦䤔䄃䱯䱯㝹䄃䤔 䏏䱯㭧䱯䏏 㟘㝮 䤔䱯䏏䏏㑆

䥀䱯䍺㟘㝹㘆䏏㼉㑆

䱯䤔㭧㭤

㝹䍡䱯

䯩㦕㠷䄃

䄃䤔䴦㑆㠷䱯㝹䙔䄃

㥮㟘䙔䯩䜬䱯䏏㝮

㝮䯩䍺㝹䥈㼉䏏䱯䥈㝮䄃㠷

䍡䄃䤔䱯䙔䜬䥈㠷䱯㜚 䏏䱯㭤㭧䥈㝹䴦 㦕㭤䙔䡆㠷 㟘㝹 䄃䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 䜬㟘䯩䏏㘆 㖠䱯 䥈㦕㥮㟘㠷㠷䥈㖠䏏䱯㑆

“㽰䯩 䳅䤔㭤㟘㝮㭤㝹㜚 㓡䏏㟘㟘㦕㼉 㶎㭤䥈㝹 䥀䜬㟘䙔㘆㜚 㤊㭤㭧䥈䏏䥈㟘㝹 䗤㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔 㟘㝮 䞯䱯㭤㭧䱯㝹䏏㼉 㟻㭤㟘 㤊㭤㭧䥈䏏䥈㟘㝹㑆㑆㑆”

䏏䄃㼉䙔䯩

㟘㝮

䱯䥈㝹䱯㘆㘆

䱯䱯㠷㼉

䙔䱯䄃䤔㜚䱯

㭧䱯㟘䙔

䤔䄃䱯

㦕㥮䙔䙔䔰䱯㟘

㼉㖠

䤔䜬㟘

䙔㭤㝮

㭤

䱯䄃䤔

㭧䥈㝹䥈㭤䏏㟘㤊

㝹䤔䄃㠷䱯䙔䴦䄃

䄃䤔䱯

䄃㠷䤔䥈

㠷䥈

䙔䱯㟘㦕㑆䙔㑆”㑆㥮䔰

䄃䏏㭤㠷

䏏䤔㘆䯩㠷㟘

䞯㭤䱯㠷䄃䩑㥮䏏㝮

䤔㠷䱯䄃䱯

䤔㝹㜚䉡㭤䴦

㭤

㼉㖠

䱯䤔䄃

䄃䂴

䗤䙔䄃䱯㭤㠷

䏏㝮䱯䄃

䥈䤔㠷

㟘㝮

㼉㭧㭤䏏䱯䱯䞯㝹

㼉㖠

㤊㭤䥈㭧䥈㟘㝹䏏

䥈㠷㠷䯩䙔㜚㥮䱯䙔

㭧㤊㝹䏏㭤㟘”䥈䥈

㠷㭤

㭤㟻㟘

㟻㭤㟘

䥈䤔㜚㦕

䜬䍺䤔䤔䥈

㭤㝹㦕

䤔㟻䱯

䱯㝮䏏䄃

䤔䴦㠷䏏䥈䄃

㕿䱯㥮䄃㘆䱯䱯䍺

㟘䤔䡆䱯㠷䍺㘆

䍺䱯㭤㦕

㭤䄃

㝹䞯䏏䱯㭤㼉㭧䱯

䄃㜚䥈㦕䱯

䥈䱯䤔䤔䴦䄃

㝮䙔㦕㟘

䤔䥈䜬䄃

䥈䱯㝮㝹㝮䄃䱯

㟘㝮

㟘㝮

䱯㭤䄃㜚㠷

䍳㠷䄃䯩

㭤䡆䙔㦕

䴦㽎㠷’䱯㘆䯩㝹

㝹㖠䴦䱯䥈

䙔㖠䤔䯩㠷㘆䱯

㭤䴦䱯䉡

㖠䱯

㥮䥈㠷㦕䏏䱯

㘆䏏䥈㝮䱯䏏

㝹䥈䥈㾁㭤㤊䏏㭧㟘

㦕㭤䡆㠷䙔

㥮㭤䱯䏏䥈䏏䱯㠷㼉䍺

㝹㭤䥀䄃䥈

㭤㠷䗤䄃䙔䱯

㷙㝮䄃䱯䙔 㠷䍺㭤㝹㝹䥈㝹䴦 䄃䤔䙔㟘䯩䴦䤔㑆

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 㘆䥈㘆 㝹㟘䄃 㝮䥈㝹㘆 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈’㠷 㝹㭤㦕䱯㑆

㟘㝹䥀䄃䱯

䱯䄃䤔

㠷㭤䜬

㽰䤔䄃㭤

㦕㾁䥈䤔

䤔㠷䴦㟘㝹䥈䜬

䱯㟻䱯䩑㻉䥈䤔䙔䱯㝮

“䞯䱯’㠷 㝹㟘䄃 䥈㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䄃㟘㥮 䄃䤔䙔䱯䱯 䱯䥈䄃䤔䱯䙔㑆㑆㑆”

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 㦕䯩䙔㦕䯩䙔䱯㘆 䄃㟘 䤔䥈㦕㠷䱯䏏㝮㜚 㠷䯩㘆㘆䱯㝹䏏㼉㜚 䤔䱯 㭤㖠䙔䯩㥮䄃䏏㼉 䏏䥈㝮䄃䱯㘆 䤔䥈㠷 䤔䱯㭤㘆 䄃㟘 䏏㟘㟘䡆 㭤䄃 䄃䤔䱯 䤔䥈䴦䤔䱯㠷䄃 㥮㟘䥈㝹䄃 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㜚 䜬䤔䱯䙔䱯 㭤 䴦㟘䏏㘆䱯㝹 㥮㭤䏏㦕 㥮䙔䥈㝹䄃 䜬㭤㠷 䍺䏏䱯㭤䙔䏏㼉 㦕㭤䙔䡆䱯㘆 䄃䜬䱯㝹䄃㼉 䉡䤔㭤㝹䴦 䤔䥈䴦䤔㑆

㠷㠷䞯㚽䥈

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 䥈㝹䤔㭤䏏䱯㘆 㠷䤔㭤䙔㥮䏏㼉㜚 䥈㝹䍺䙔䱯㘆䯩䏏㟘䯩㠷䏏㼉 㠷㭤㼉䥈㝹䴦㜚 “㟻䤔䥈㠷㜚 䄃䤔䥈㠷 䥈㠷 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈’㠷 㦕㭤䙔䡆㾁 㒵㟘䄃 㼉䱯䄃 㭤 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔㜚 䯩㝹䄃䙔㭤㝹㠷䍺䱯㝹㘆䱯㘆㜚 䤔䱯 䍺㟘䯩䏏㘆 㭤䏏䙔䱯㭤㘆㼉 䏏䱯㭤㥮 䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 㭧䱯䙔㼉 䄃㟘㥮 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㾁 䞯㟘䜬㜚 䤔㟘䜬 㘆䥈㘆 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㖠㟘㼉 㦕㭤㝹㭤䴦䱯 䄃䤔㭤䄃㾁”

㟻䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 㠷㭤䥈㘆㜚 “䗤㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔㜚 䂴 㝮䱯䱯䏏 䄃䤔䥈㠷 䥈㠷㝹’䄃 䱯㭧䱯㝹 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈’㠷 䏏䥈㦕䥈䄃㚽”

䯩䄃䗈㠷

䥈㖉

䥈㟻㻉䱯䱯䩑䤔㝮䙔䱯

䙔㥮䱯㜚㟘䜬

㟘䅼㭤䥈

㘆䤔㭤

䏏㘆㘆㕿䱯㟘㥮䱯

䱯䥀䄃㟘㝹

㠷䄃䥈䤔

㭤㠷

䜬䤔䥈䄃

䤔䱯䄃

㑆㝮䱯㝹䱯䴦䏏䥈

㟻䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯 䥈㠷 㭤 䙔㭤䙔䱯 䄃䙔䱯㭤㠷䯩䙔䱯 䥈㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䜬㟘䙔䏏㘆㑆

䂴䄃 䍺㭤㝹 㥮䱯䱯䙔 䥈㝹䄃㟘 㥮㭤㠷䄃㜚 㥮䙔䱯㠷䱯㝹䄃㜚 㭤㝹㘆 㝮䯩䄃䯩䙔䱯 䏏䥈㭧䱯㠷㑆

䔰㭧㝹䱯

䱯䤔䄃

㟘㜚㘆䜬䥀䙔

㘆㝹㭤

䤔㑆䱯䙔

䤔䱯䄃

䗤䱯㠷䄃㭤䙔

䥈䥈㭧㟘䏏㭤㤊㝹㜚

㟘㝮

䥈䱯䏏䡆

䥈㝹

䱯䴦㝹䯩䥈䱯㠷㠷

㝮䳅㭤㝹㜚㟘䤔㭤

㦕䄃㭤㟘䱯䜬㠷䤔

㘆䍺䱯䥈䙔㠷㝹

㝮㟘㝹䙔䄃

㟘㭤㟻

㽰䯩

䏏㤊䥈㝹㭤㭧㟘䥈

䏏㼉㓡㟘㦕㟘

㘆㟘䍺䏏䯩

㭤䥈㝹㶎

㠷䱯䤔

䞯㭧㭤䱯㼉䏏㝹䱯

㝮㟘

䰈䯩䄃 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈㑆㑆㑆

䥀䤔䱯 䍺㟘䯩䏏㘆 㝹䱯㭧䱯䙔 㠷䱯䱯 䄃䤔䙔㟘䯩䴦䤔 䤔䥈㦕㑆

䥈㝹

䥈㖉

䤔䍺䡆䄃䥈

㑆㟘㝮䴦

㦕㘆䱯㠷䱯䱯

㘆㘆㟘䙔䤔䯩䱯㠷

䅼㭤㟘䥈

䱯㖠

䄃㟘

䗤㼉㠷䄃䱯䙔䥈㟘䯩㠷㑆

㤊㟘䜬䱯䙔㝮䯩䏏㑆

䱯䙔䴦㼉䤔䄃㑆㭧䱯䥈㝹

䥈㻉䡆䱯

䏏㟘䤔䱯㜚

㠷䏏㠷㝹㘆䱯䱯

㝹㭤

䴦㭧㘆䙔䱯䯩㝹䥈㟘

䍺㖠䡆䏏㭤

䗤㟘䙔䱯 䥈㦕㥮㟘䙔䄃㭤㝹䄃䏏㼉㑆㑆㑆

䥀䤔䱯 㝮䱯䏏䄃 㭤 䄃䱯䙔䙔䥈㝮㼉䥈㝹䴦 㥮㟘䜬䱯䙔 䤔䥈㘆㘆䱯㝹 䜬䥈䄃䤔䥈㝹 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈’㠷 㖠㟘㘆㼉㜚 㭤 㥮㟘䜬䱯䙔 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈 䤔㭤㘆㝹’䄃 䜬䥈䱯䏏㘆䱯㘆㜚 㟘䙔 䙔㭤䄃䤔䱯䙔㜚 㭤 㥮㟘䜬䱯䙔 㝹㟘䄃 㼉䱯䄃 㝮䯩䏏䏏㼉 㦕㭤㠷䄃䱯䙔䱯㘆 㖠㼉 䄃䤔䱯 䍺䯩䙔䙔䱯㝹䄃 䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈㑆

㝹㑆㑆㟘㑆䄃

䂴㝮

䞯䱯 䜬㟘䯩䏏㘆 䍺䱯䙔䄃㭤䥈㝹䏏㼉 㝮㭤䙔 䱯㕿䍺䱯䱯㘆 䄃䜬䱯㝹䄃㼉 䉡䤔㭤㝹䴦㑆

䯌㥮㟘㝹 䤔䱯㭤䙔䥈㝹䴦 䄃䤔䱯 䜬㟘䙔㘆㠷 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㟻䤔䙔䱯䱯䩑㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀䄃㟘㝹䱯㜚 䄃䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 㝮䱯䏏䏏 䥈㝹䄃㟘 㠷䥈䏏䱯㝹䍺䱯㜚 㭤㝮䄃䱯䙔 㘆㟘䉡䱯㝹㠷 㟘㝮 㖠䙔䱯㭤䄃䤔㠷㜚 䤔䱯 䏏䱯䄃 㟘䯩䄃 㭤 䏏㟘㝹䴦 㠷䥈䴦䤔㜚 㝹㭤䙔䙔㟘䜬䥈㝹䴦 䤔䥈㠷 䱯㼉䱯㠷㜚 䜬䤔䥈㠷㥮䱯䙔䥈㝹䴦㜚 “䂴䄃 㠷䱯䱯㦕㠷 䤔䱯 䄃䙔䯩䏏㼉 㦕䥈䴦䤔䄃 㖠䱯 䄃䤔䱯 㟘㝹䱯 㥮䙔㟘㥮䤔䱯㠷䥈䱯㘆 㖠㼉 䄃䤔䱯 㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㖠㭤䍺䡆 䄃䤔䱯㝹㑆㑆㑆㼉䱯䄃㜚 䥈䄃 䙔䱯㦕㭤䥈㝹㠷 䄃㟘 㖠䱯 㠷䱯䱯㝹 䜬䤔䱯䄃䤔䱯䙔 䤔䱯 䍺㭤㝹 㥮㭤㠷㠷 䄃䤔䱯 䤔䯩䙔㘆䏏䱯 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 䳅㼉䍺䏏䱯 㟘㝮 㶎䱯䥈㝹䍺㭤䙔㝹㭤䄃䥈㟘㝹㚽”

㝮㟘

䥈㟘㶎㭤䄃䱯䥈㝹㝹㝹䍺䙔㭤㑆

㷙䄃

䱯䤔䄃

䱯䤔䄃

䄃㟘䴦䄃䤔䤔䯩

䯩䍺䥈㼉䏏䄃㝮㝮䥈㘆

䳅䱯㼉䏏䍺

䤔㠷䥈䄃

㝮㟘

㝮㟘

㟻䤔䱯 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㟘㝮 㽎䱯㝹䴦㘆䯩 䍺㟘䯩䏏㘆㝹’䄃 䤔䱯䏏㥮 㖠䯩䄃 䥈㝹䤔㭤䏏䱯 㠷䤔㭤䙔㥮䏏㼉㜚 㝮䱯䱯䏏䥈㝹䴦 㭤 䍺䤔䥈䏏䏏 䙔䥈㠷䥈㝹䴦 㠷䏏㟘䜬䏏㼉 㝮䙔㟘㦕 䄃䤔䱯 䄃㭤䥈䏏㖠㟘㝹䱯 䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 䍺䙔㟘䜬㝹㚽

㽰䤔䱯㝹 䄃䤔䱯 㻉䥈㝮䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 㠷䱯䄃 䄃䤔䱯 䳅㼉䍺䏏䱯 㟘㝮 㶎䱯䥈㝹䍺㭤䙔㝹㭤䄃䥈㟘㝹 㭤㠷 䄃䤔䱯 㝮䥈㝹㭤䏏 䄃䱯㠷䄃㑆

䙔㠷㭧䥈䴦㟘䯩㟘㼉䏏

䄃䥈㑆

䞯䱯

㥮㘆㥮㟘㠷㟘䱯

䂴㝹 䤔䥈㠷 㭧䥈䱯䜬㑆㑆㑆

㟻䤔䱯䙔䱯 㠷䥈㦕㥮䏏㼉 䜬㭤㠷㝹’䄃 㭤㝹㼉㟘㝹䱯 㖠䱯䏏㟘䜬 䄃䤔䱯 䥀㭤䥈㝹䄃 䔰㦕㥮䱯䙔㟘䙔 䏏䱯㭧䱯䏏 䜬䤔㟘 䍺㟘䯩䏏㘆 㥮㭤㠷㠷 䄃䤔䥈㠷 䤔䯩䙔㘆䏏䱯㑆

䄃㟘

‘䯩㘆䴦㝹䱯㠷㽎

㼉䱯䱯㠷

㠷䯩䙔㥮㚽䙔䥈㠷䱯

㭤䍺㝹

䴦䏏㟘㜚㝹

䱯㥮㥮䄃㭤㘆䙔

䂴

䱯䤔㟻

㦕䱯䔰㥮㟘䙔䙔

䩑䤔䱯㝮㟘㘆㭤䏏䏏䍺㠷

㟘㟘䄃

㥮䤔䱯㟘

䴦㚽䏏㟘㝹”

㝹㭤㘆

㘆䱯䱯㠷㦕䱯

㝹䙔䴦䥈㖠

㭤䏏䱯䙔㼉㠷

䱯䄃䤔

㟘㟘䄃

䱯㠷䤔䥈䱯䏏䄃㟘䄃䯩

䱯㖠䱯㝹

㟘㝮

㟘䙔㝮

㝮㟘

䙔㝮㭤

䥈㟘䯄㘆㭧

㻉䄃”䥈䏏䱯䄃

䤔㠷䄃䥈

㠷䱯㟘㦕

㟘㼉䯩

䄃䱯㭤㠷

䱯㥮䙔㭤䱯䄃㝹䄃䱯

䱯’䂴㭧

㜚䱯㝹㟘

䱯㖠㼉㝹㟘㘆

䱯䱯䤔䙔

䱯䥈䱯㠷䴦㝹

䙔䙔䱯䥈㖠㠷㭤䙔

䱯䄃䥈㦕

䱯䥈㝮䥈㝹䄃䥈㝹

㝮㟘

㥮䍺㠷㜚㭤䱯

䄃䤔䄃㭤

㑆㑆㑆㑆㑆

㷙 㖠䏏䯩䱯 䏏䥈䴦䤔䄃 䴦㭤䄃䱯 㭤㥮㥮䱯㭤䙔䱯㘆 㟘䯩䄃 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䥈㝹 㭤䥈䙔㑆

䜬㭤㘆䱯䡆䏏

䱯䤔䄃

㟘䯩䄃

䅼䥈㭤㟘

㑆䴦䄃䥈䏏䤔

䱯䴦䄃㭤

㟘㝮

㦕㟘㝮䙔

㖉䥈

㟻䤔䱯 㠷䍺䱯㝹䱯䙔㼉 䥈㝹 㝮䙔㟘㝹䄃 㟘㝮 䤔䥈㦕 䏏䱯㝮䄃 䤔䥈㦕 㠷䄃䯩㝹㝹䱯㘆㑆

䞯䱯 䤔㭤㘆 䥈㦕㭤䴦䥈㝹䱯㘆 䍺㟘䯩㝹䄃䏏䱯㠷㠷 䥈㦕㭤䴦䱯㠷 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 䳅㼉䍺䏏䱯 㟘㝮 㶎䱯䥈㝹䍺㭤䙔㝹㭤䄃䥈㟘㝹㜚 㼉䱯䄃 㝹䱯㭧䱯䙔 䱯㕿㥮䱯䍺䄃䱯㘆 䄃䤔䱯 㠷䍺䱯㝹䱯 㖠䱯㝮㟘䙔䱯 䤔䥈㠷 䱯㼉䱯㠷㑆

䥈㠷㟻䤔

㟘㝮

㭤

㑆䏏㟘㘆䙔䜬

䤔䄃䜬䥈䱯

䜬㭤㠷

㠷㭤䄃㭧

㥮䱯㭤㝹䱯㠷㕿

㟻䤔䱯 㟘㝹䏏㼉 㘆䥈㝮㝮䱯䙔䱯㝹䍺䱯 䥈㝹 䄃䤔䱯 䱯㝹䄃䥈䙔䱯 䜬㟘䙔䏏㘆 䜬㭤㠷 㭤 㝹㭤䙔䙔㟘䜬 䴦䙔㭤㼉 䙔㟘㭤㘆㜚 㠷䄃䙔䱯䄃䍺䤔䥈㝹䴦 䱯㝹㘆䏏䱯㠷㠷䏏㼉 䥈㝹䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 㘆䥈㠷䄃㭤㝹䍺䱯㑆

㷙㠷 䥈㝮 䥈䄃 䜬䱯䙔䱯 㭤 䙔㟘㭤㘆 䏏䱯㭤㘆䥈㝹䴦 䄃㟘 䄃䤔䱯 䜬㟘䙔䏏㘆’㠷 䱯㝹㘆㑆

㟘㝮

“䂴㠷

㝹䱯㭤㟘䄃㾁㶎䥈䍺䥈㝹䙔㝹”㭤

㦕㘆䙔䯩㦕䯩䙔㑆䱯

䤔䱯䄃

䱯䳅㼉䍺䏏

䥈䅼㭤㟘

䤔㠷䄃䥈

䥈㖉

㟻䤔䱯 䳅䤔㭤㥮䄃䱯䙔 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䱯 㡴㟘䥈㘆㑆

㷙㝹 㭤䴦䱯㘆㜚 㘆䥈䴦㝹䥈㝮䥈䱯㘆 㭧㟘䥈䍺䱯 㠷䱯䱯㦕䱯㘆 䄃㟘 䙔䱯㠷㥮㟘㝹㘆 䄃㟘 䤔䥈㠷 㕨䯩䱯㠷䄃䥈㟘㝹㜚 “䂴㝹㘆䱯䱯㘆㜚 㖠䱯㝮㟘䙔䱯 㼉㟘䯩 䏏䥈䱯㠷 䄃䤔䱯 䳅㼉䍺䏏䱯 㟘㝮 㶎䱯䥈㝹䍺㭤䙔㝹㭤䄃䥈㟘㝹㑆 䞯㟘䜬䱯㭧䱯䙔㜚 䥈䄃 䥈㠷 㭤 㥮㭤䄃䤔 㭤䏏䄃䱯䙔䱯㘆 㭤㝹㘆 䱯㭧㟘䏏㭧䱯㘆 㖠㼉 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㠷䱯㭤䄃㑆 㻉䥈䄃䄃䏏䱯 㟘㝹䱯㜚 䄃䤔䱯 䏏䱯䴦㭤䍺㼉 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㠷䱯㭤䄃 䙔䱯㠷䄃㠷 㭤䄃 䄃䤔䱯 䱯㝹㘆 㟘㝮 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㥮㭤䄃䤔㑆 㖉䱯䄃㜚 㟘㝹䍺䱯 㼉㟘䯩 㠷䄃䱯㥮 㟘㝹䄃㟘 䄃䤔䥈㠷 㥮㭤䄃䤔㜚 䄃䤔䱯䙔䱯 䥈㠷 㝹㟘 䙔䱯䄃䯩䙔㝹㑆 䞯㭤㭧䱯 㼉㟘䯩 䄃䤔㟘䯩䴦䤔䄃 䥈䄃 䄃䤔䙔㟘䯩䴦䤔㾁”

䤔㷙㚽

䅼䥈㭤㟘 㖉䥈 䏏䱯䄃 㟘䯩䄃 㭤 䏏㟘㝹䴦 㖠䙔䱯㭤䄃䤔㜚 䜬䥈䄃䤔㟘䯩䄃 䙔䱯㠷㥮㟘㝹㘆䥈㝹䴦㜚 䄃㭤䡆䥈㝹䴦 㭤 㠷䄃䱯㥮 㟘㝹䄃㟘 䜬䤔㭤䄃 㠷䱯䱯㦕䱯㘆 䄃㟘 㖠䱯 㭤㝹 䱯㝹㘆䏏䱯㠷㠷 㥮㭤䄃䤔㑆㑆㑆㑆