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Chapter 2021: 2020: The Situation in Death Swamp, Foolish Fatty

Chapter 2021 · 15,058 words

Capítulo 2021: Chapter 2020: The Situation in Death Swamp, Foolish Fatty

“In consideration of your filial piety, you can join our team.

Actually, you don’t need to worry. Even if you can’t find the medicine, it’s okay. I’m a healer specializing in treating curses. I can take a look for you,” Xu Zimei said.

“You can cure curses?” The young girl, Mu Yang, was still a bit skeptical.

Curses are primarily very difficult to cure completely.

Because they are invisible and intangible, yet they truly exist.

It’s much like your fortune; generally, it can’t be seen. Unlucky people often have bad luck.

Like even drinking cold water can cause them to choke.

But this curse power doesn’t affect Xu Zimei much, perhaps because the curse power is too weak.

Once he reaches the Death Swamp, Xu Zimei wants to see the true power of curses.

“I’ll have to see your mother’s illness to know. I can deal with general curses,” Xu Zimei said.

He didn’t make any overly confident promises, especially because he hadn’t figured out the mysteriousness surrounding this girl.

Why was she carrying so many curses yet still unharmed?

But there’s no rush; there’s plenty of time to research this. For now, they can head to the Hidden God Sect.

“Hurry up,” Xu Zimei urged the few people.

“Sir, the Dongming Mountain Range for this assessment has powerful monster beasts,” Yellow Hair explained on the side.

“Plus, there are many others like us taking the test, and they might have malicious intents and act against us.

The Hidden God Sect has no rules here in the Dongming Mountain Range, so anything goes. We should be cautious.”

Yellow Hair spoke quite earnestly.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know how formidable the Xu Zimei in front of him was.

“I can ensure your safety. Do you know the way to the Hidden God Sect?” Xu Zimei asked.

“We don’t know,” Yellow Hair and the few others shook their heads.

Xu Zimei could only spread out his divine sense. This Dongming Mountain Range, not too large nor too small, shouldn’t be too difficult to find a superpower.

After a while, Xu Zimei discovered traces of a formation to the southwest.

The formation was huge and contained astonishing power; it should be where the Hidden God Sect is located.

Xu Zimei led a few people toward the southwest.

Along the way, he began to inquire about the Death Swamp with the young girl Mu Yang.

Yellow Hair and the others occasionally added some points.

Death Swamp is the only forbidden land of Immortal Island and is a constantly expanding forbidden zone.

Some have predicted that in a million years, the entire Immortal Island could be swallowed by the Death Swamp.

And this prediction is very plausible.

As the name implies, the Death Swamp is a swamp.

It’s located at the far eastern side of Immortal Island.

It originates from the place where the eastern land and the sea connect.

Even though Immortal Island is large, it’s still an island, surrounded by the sea on all sides, and the eastern connection of land and sea initially had only a swamp like a waterhole.

This was the initial state of the Death Swamp.

No one paid attention to this place at first, but as time passed, it grew larger.

Gradually, some swamp creatures developed anomalies, with genetic mutations, making the conditions within the swamp increasingly dangerous.

Today, the Death Swamp has exceeded tens of thousands of square meters, with mist shrouding and oddities running rampant.

Even powerful figures would divert their routes to avoid it.

In the past, someone researched the Death Swamp, trying to prevent its gradual spread to prevent it from engulfing all of Immortal Island.

But unfortunately, no matter the method, nothing could stop the spread of the Death Swamp.

A thousand years ago, a major power sent their entire sect force into the Death Swamp.

Yet, no one came out alive.

Thus, the Death Swamp was thoroughly labeled as a forbidden land.

This is the basic information about the Death Swamp, but aside from these, there were also rumors concerning the original inhabitants.

Like the young girl Mu Yang, they were originally just normal humans with normal identities.

Until one day, when the Death Swamp spread and submerged their village.

They discovered they had inexplicably become the original inhabitants, as the outside world called them.

And the curse power within them grew thicker.

They dared not connect with the outside world, as people wanted to capture and study them.

Strangely, the curse power did not affect their lives; they still married and had children as if unaffected.





Along the way, Yellow Hair was on tenterhooks.

Because they moved so openly, it was almost as if they were on a sightseeing tour.

They encountered many monster beasts, and even some people with malicious intentions tried to ambush and rob them.

But, without exception, Xu Zimei swatted them to death instantly.

The man before them was incredibly ruthless.

He resolved almost everything with a slap, and nothing or anyone could stop him.

Finally, after half a day, under Xu Zimei’s correct leadership, they arrived at the location of the Hidden God Sect’s formation.

Here, an entrance to the formation was opened, and someone was waiting to greet new arrivals.

It was a pot-bellied middle-aged man, lounging in a chair sipping tea.

Several disciples were flattering and attending to him nearby.

When he saw Xu Zimei’s group, he was extremely surprised.

“What’s going on? It’s only been half a day, and someone has already arrived?”

“I recall in previous years, the fastest took a day and a half to find their way here.”

The middle-aged man muttered and instructed a disciple nearby, “Go and ask them how they found their way here.”

The disciple quickly complied, and as he approached Xu Zimei’s group, before he could speak, Xu Zimei had already said, “I have an old acquaintance with your Saintess. Could you please inform her that I wish to meet her?”

“The Saint
 Saintess’s friend?” The disciple was startled and quickly relayed the message to the pot-bellied middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man, however, sneered.

“Our Saintess rarely leaves the sect, how could there be anyone from outside claiming to be her friend?

I suspect you’re trying to trick me.”

“Regardless of the truth, just inform her,” Xu Zimei frowned slightly.

“I’m not your messenger to run errands at your behest,” the middle-aged man sneered.

“If you want to join our Hidden God Sect, wait patiently for the assessment without causing trouble.”

“I’m not here to join the Hidden God Sect, I’m here to inquire about something from the Sumeru Ancestor,” Xu Zimei narrowed his eyes slightly.

“You’re quite the braggart. Do you think you have the right to utter our Sumeru Ancestor’s name?

I strongly suspect you’re using the Ancestor’s name to bluff and deceive.”

“Guards, seize him for me.”

At those words, several Hidden God Sect disciples became eager to act.

“Annoying, how could the Hidden God Sect let an idiot like you guard the entrance,” Xu Zimei shook his head.

He directly slapped him, and the middle-aged man’s flesh ripped open, falling to the ground unconscious.



䇮㖋㒐㐢㐓䮆



㐢䮆㖋

䇮䙯䘆





㞔㛍㐢䀅䮆㒐䜱䘆

㞔䂲㒐䮆

㞔䜱䂲䮆䘆䜱

䅌㛍䮆㛍䊒

䮆䘆㓢㛍䯕䘆

㟗㐢㞔䮆䄏



䂲㓢䘆

㐢䇮㟈





䘆’㐢㛍䘆㓢

䇮㐢䘆㒐䖌㐓䂲



㐢㟈䂲䇮㛆





㐓䀅䚚㐢䇮䜱

㖋㐢䮆

㟈䚹

“䐚㖋䮆㒐䮆 㛍㐓 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䎜䂲䇮㛍㐓㐢 㥶㒐㛍䮆㓢䘆䐻 㐌’㛝䮆 㞔䇮䅌䮆 㐢䇮 㛝㛍㐓㛍㐢䜘”

䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍’㐓 㛝䇮㛍㞔䮆 㞔䂲㒐㒐㛍䮆䘆 㛍䅌䅌䮆㓢㐓䮆 㿅䇮䖌䮆㒐䐻 㖋㛍䘌㖋䜱䀅 㿅䮆㓢䮆㐢㒐䂲㐢㛍㓢䘌䐻 㛍㓢㐓㐢䂲㓢㐢䜱䀅 㒐䮆㐓䇮㟈㓢䘆㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋㒐䇮㟈䘌㖋 㐢㖋䮆 䮆㓢㐢㛍㒐䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䂲㓢䘆 䮆㛝䮆㓢 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䇮㓢䘌䅌㛍㓢䘌 㠟䇮㟈㓢㐢䂲㛍㓢 㺉䂲㓢䘌䮆㟗

䮆䎜㖋

㐢㖋䮆

㛍㛝䮆㞔䇮

䜱䇮䘌㓢

䘌㛍䮆㓢䘌㒐㛍䜱㓢

㞔䮆䇮䮆㖋䘆

䇮䐻㛝䘆㛍

䂲

㓢㛍

㒐䇮䚚

䅌䮆㟗㛍㐢

䯕䮆䂲㒐㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋㛍㐓 㛝䇮㛍㞔䮆䐻 㐓䇮䅌䮆 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 㐓㐢㒐䇮㓢䘌 䅌䮆䅌㛆䮆㒐㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䖌䮆㒐䮆 䂲 㛆㛍㐢 㐓㐢䂲㒐㐢䜱䮆䘆 䂲㓢䘆 䂲㐓䝘䮆䘆 㛍㓢 㐓㟈㒐㿅㒐㛍㐓䮆䐻 “䐚㖋䇮 㖋䂲㐓 㞔䇮䅌䮆 㐢䇮 䇮㟈㒐 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢㺗”

䖖㟈㐓㐢 䂲㐓 㐢㖋䮆 㐓㐢㒐䇮㓢䘌 䅌䮆䅌㛆䮆㒐㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䖌䂲㓢㐢䮆䘆 㐢䇮 㛍㓢㛝䮆㐓㐢㛍䘌䂲㐢䮆䐻 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䚚㛍㓢䂲䜱䜱䀅 䂲㿅㿅䮆䂲㒐䮆䘆㟗

䘆䚚䮆㒐㛍㓢

䚚䇮

㟗䜱䅌䂲㞔

䠿㓢㒐㐓䇮㞔䮆㐢

㛍㖋㐢䖌

㐓䂲㖋

“䔚䀅㛝㓢䮆䇮䮆䐻㒐

䜱䮆䅌㐓㛍㟗

㐓䂲㐢䀅

䮆㛍㓢䅌

㐓䂲㛍䘆

㐢㖋䮆

‘㐌㐓㐢

䮆䄏㒐䅌㟈㟈

䖌䇮㖋

㒐䮆㛝䐻”䘆㒐㛍䂲

䯕䮆 䚚㛍㒐㐓㐢 㞔䂲䜱䅌䮆䘆 䘆䇮䖌㓢 㐢㖋䮆 䇮㐢㖋䮆㒐㐓 䚚㒐䇮䅌 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢㟗

䎜㖋䮆㓢 㖋䮆 㐓㐢䮆㿅㿅䮆䘆 㛍㓢㐢䇮 㐢㖋䮆 䂲㛍㒐 㐢䇮 䂲㒐㒐㛍㛝䮆㟗

㿅㞔㐢䮆䮆䟎

㐢䘆㛍㓢’䘆

䮆䅌䮆㐢

䂲䘌㓢䂲㛍

䇮㐓

㓢㐓䇮㟗䇮”

䘆㥶㛍㓢㒐䮆

㐌

㟈䚹䐻

“䎜䂲㐢㛍䇮㐓

䖌䮆

䇮㟈䘆䜱䖌

䄏䮆䮆㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䂲㿅㿅䮆䂲㒐䐻 㐢㖋䇮㐓䮆 䚚䮆䖌 䘆㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆㐓 䘌㟈䂲㒐䘆㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䘌䂲㐢䮆 䖌䮆㒐䮆 䘆㟈䅌㛆䚚䇮㟈㓢䘆䮆䘆㟗

䎜㖋䮆䀅 䖌䮆㒐䮆 䅌䮆㒐䮆䜱䀅 䪂㟈㐢䮆㒐 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䱜㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㐢䮆䂲䜱㐢㖋 䄏䮆㞔㐢䐻 㐢㖋䮆䀅 㖋䂲䘆 㓢䮆㛝䮆㒐 㐓䮆䮆㓢 㐢㖋䮆 㐢㒐㟈䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㛆䮆䚚䇮㒐䮆㟗

䚮䇮㒐

㛝㖋䂲䮆

䮆㐢㖋

㛍㖋䅌㟗

㐢䇮

㟈䜱䂲䂲䇮㛍㞔㛍㯏㐢㛍㓢䚚

䘆㛍䘆

㐢䮆䮆䅌

㖋㐢䮆䀅

䅋㟈㐢 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㐓㐢䮆㿅㿅䮆䘆 㐢㖋㒐䇮㟈䘌㖋 㐢㖋䮆 䂲㛍㒐䐻 㖋㛍㐓 䂲㟈㒐䂲 㿅䇮䖌䮆㒐䚚㟈䜱䐻 㞔䜱䮆䂲㒐䜱䀅 䂲㓢 䮆䟎㐢㒐䂲䇮㒐䘆㛍㓢䂲㒐䀅 㐓㐢㒐䇮㓢䘌 䚚㛍䘌㟈㒐䮆㟗

䄏䮆㛝䮆㒐䂲䜱 䘆㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆㐓 㖋㟈㒐㒐㛍䮆䘆䜱䀅 䝘㓢䮆䜱㐢 䘆䇮䖌㓢㟗

㐢㟗”㓢䠿㞔䮆䇮㒐㐓

㐢䮆䙯”䐻䮆㓢㛍㒐㐓䘌

䄏䮆䮆㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䜱䂲㓢䘆䐻 㐢㖋䮆 䇮㒐㛍䘌㛍㓢䂲䜱䜱䀅 㖋䂲䜱䚚㝁䘆䮆䂲䘆䐻 䚚䂲㐢 䅌㛍䘆䘆䜱䮆㝁䂲䘌䮆䘆 㐓㐢䮆䖌䂲㒐䘆䐻 䖌㖋䇮 䖌䂲㐓 㐓䜱䂲㿅㿅䮆䘆 㛆䀅 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍䐻 㐓㟈䘆䘆䮆㓢䜱䀅 㒐䂲㓢 䇮㛝䮆㒐㟗

䎜㖋㛍㐓 䘌㟈䀅 㖋䂲䘆 㛆䮆䮆㓢 㿅䜱䂲䀅㛍㓢䘌 䘆䮆䂲䘆 ㎜㟈㐓㐢 㓢䇮䖌㟗

㐓㖋㛍

㓢䂲䘆

㟈䇮䀅

㿅㟈

䮆䇮㓢㐓䐻

䇮䚚㒐

㐢䐻䮆䘆㟈㖋㐓䇮

㐢㐓䂲䘆㓢

㒐㱵㓢䀅㛍䘌

㖋䮆

㿅㛍㓢䘌㛍䖌

㐢㟈䅌㐓

“㒐䐻䠿㐢㓢㐓䮆䇮㞔

䅌䮆㟗

䪂㟈㐢㐓㛍䘆䮆㒐㐓 㛆㟈䜱䜱䀅 䇮㟈㒐 㐓䮆㞔㐢’㐓 䘆㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆 䂲㓢䘆 䮆㛝䮆㓢 㛍䅌㿅䮆㒐㐓䇮㓢䂲㐢䮆 䀅䇮㟈㒐 䂲㓢䘆 㐢㖋䮆 䄏䂲㛍㓢㐢䮆㐓㐓’㐓 㓢䂲䅌䮆㐓㟗”

䄏䮆䮆㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䚚䂲㐢㐢䀅’㐓 㛆䮆㖋䂲㛝㛍䇮㒐䐻 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㞔䇮㟈䜱䘆 㒐䇮㟈䘌㖋䜱䀅 䘌㟈䮆㐓㐓 㐢㖋䮆 㓢䂲㐢㟈㒐䮆 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 㛍㓢㞔㛍䘆䮆㓢㐢 䖌㛍㐢㖋 ㎜㟈㐓㐢 䇮㓢䮆 䜱䇮䇮䝘㟗

㐓䂲

“䖌䯕䇮

䘆䇮䙯

䐻䀅”䂲㐓

䇮䙯䘆

䅌㒐䚚䇮

㐢䄏䮆㞔

㞔㟈㖋㐓

㐓䂲

㒐㐓㐢䂲㖋

㟈䅌㟈䄏㒐䮆

䮆㐢䐻䄏㞔

㐢䮆㖋

㐢㖋䮆

䮆㛍䯕㓢䘆䘆

㺗㟈䀅䇮

㐢㖋䮆

㛝䖌䂲䮆䘆

䮆㞔㐓㓢㒐䠿㐢䇮

㐌

䘌䀅㟗䜱䘆㒐䂲㓢

㖋㐓㛍

䮆㟈㒐䇮’㻞

䜱䘆㿅䟎䮆䜱䮆䮆

㞔䂲㓢

䘆䯕䮆㛍䘆㓢

䘆㖋䂲㓢

䮆䂲㛝㖋

䐚㛍㐢㖋䇮㟈㐢 䘌㛍㛝㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䚚䂲㐢㐢䀅 䂲 㞔㖋䂲㓢㞔䮆 㐢䇮 䘌䮆㐢 㞔䜱䇮㐓䮆䐻 㖋䮆 㐓䮆㓢㐢 㖋㛍䅌 䚚䜱䀅㛍㓢䘌 䂲䖌䂲䀅 䇮㓢㞔䮆 䂲䘌䂲㛍㓢㟗

䎜㖋䮆 䚚䂲㐢㐢䀅’㐓 䜱䂲㒐䘌䮆 㛆䇮䘆䀅 㖋䮆䂲㛝㛍䜱䀅 㖋㛍㐢 㐢㖋䮆 䘌㒐䇮㟈㓢䘆䐻 㛆㟈㐢 䂲㐢 㐢㖋㛍㐓 䅌䇮䅌䮆㓢㐢 㖋䮆 㞔䇮㟈䜱䘆㓢’㐢 㞔䂲㒐䮆 䂲㛆䇮㟈㐢 㐢㖋䮆 㿅䂲㛍㓢㟗

䂲㞔’㐢㓢

㒐䠿㞔䇮㓢㐢䮆䐻”㐓

䮆䮆䟎㿅䜱

㛍䯕㐓

㟗䮆䅌

䂲䘆䐻㐓㛍

㟈㯏䝘䜱㞔䀅㛍

䮆㖋

䂲䚚䮆㞔

䂲䘆㓢

䀅䘆㒐䂲䜱䂲䐻䂲㛍㞔㐢䅌䜱

㟈䀅䇮

㞔㖋㓢䂲䘆䘌䮆

㠟䀅 䚚䂲㐢㖋䮆㒐 㛍㐓 䂲㓢 䪂㟈㐢䮆㒐 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䔚䜱䘆䮆㒐䐻 䖌䮆 䘌㟈䂲㒐䘆 㐢㖋䮆 䅌䇮㟈㓢㐢䂲㛍㓢 䘌䂲㐢䮆 䚚䇮㒐 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢䐻 䖌䮆 㖋䂲㛝䮆 䅌䂲䘆䮆 㞔䇮㓢㐢㒐㛍㛆㟈㐢㛍䇮㓢㐓 䂲㓢䘆 㛆䜱䮆䘆 䚚䇮㒐 㛍㐢䜘”

“䎜㖋䮆㓢 䜱䮆㐢 䀅䇮㟈㒐 䚚䂲㐢㖋䮆㒐 㛆䮆 䮆䟎㿅䮆䜱䜱䮆䘆 㐢䇮䘌䮆㐢㖋䮆㒐䐻” 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㐓䂲㛍䘆 䘆㛍㒐䮆㞔㐢䜱䀅㟗

㖋䎜䮆

䀅䂲㐢䚚㐢

㒐䂲㓢㐓㖋㛍䮆㐢䘆䮆䘆䮆

䂲䖌㐓

䜱㓢㛍㐓㐢䂲㓢㐢䀅

䘆㟗㛍䮆䂲㐓㛍䘌㒐㿅㓢

䘆㓢䂲

䎜㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㞔䇮㟈䜱䘆㓢’㐢 㛆䮆 㛆䇮㐢㖋䮆㒐䮆䘆 䖌㛍㐢㖋 㐓㟈㞔㖋 㐢㒐䂲㐓㖋㟗 䯕䮆 䜱䇮䇮䝘䮆䘆 䂲㐢 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 䂲㓢䘆 㐓䅌㛍䜱䮆䘆䐻 “䄏䇮㒐㒐䀅䐻 㐌 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 䮆䟎㿅䮆㞔㐢 㐓㟈㞔㖋 䂲 㐢㖋㛍㓢䘌 㐢䇮 㖋䂲㿅㿅䮆㓢㟗

㻞䇮㟈㒐 䚚㛍㒐㐓㐢 㛍䅌㿅㒐䮆㐓㐓㛍䇮㓢 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢 㐢㟈㒐㓢䮆䘆 䇮㟈㐢 㐢䇮 㛆䮆 㛆䂲䘆㟗”

㖋㐓䂲㐢㒐

䇮䝘㐓㖋䇮

䚹㟈

㒐䮆䐻䮆㛝䮆”㖋䖌䀅㒐䮆

㛍㖋㐓

䊒㛍㛍䮆䅌

䂲㖋䮆㟗䘆

㖋䮆㐓䎜”‘㒐䮆

“䐚㖋䮆㓢 䖌䮆 㿅䂲㒐㐢䮆䘆 䖌䂲䀅㐓 㛆䮆䚚䇮㒐䮆䐻 㐌 㐢㖋䇮㟈䘌㖋㐢 䀅䇮㟈 䖌䇮㟈䜱䘆㓢’㐢 㞔䇮䅌䮆 㐢䇮 䅌䀅 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢䐻” 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䜱䇮䇮䝘䮆䘆 䘆䮆䮆㿅䜱䀅 䂲㐢 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍㟗

䎜㖋䮆㐓䮆 䘆䂲䀅㐓䐻 㐢㖋䮆 㐢㖋㒐䮆䮆 䅌䂲㎜䇮㒐 㐓㟈㿅䮆㒐㿅䇮䖌䮆㒐㐓 䖌䮆㒐䮆 䘆䮆㐓㐢㒐䇮䀅䮆䘆 㛆䀅 䂲 䅌䀅㐓㐢䮆㒐㛍䇮㟈㐓 䚚㛍䘌㟈㒐䮆䐻 㓢䮆䖌㐓 㐓㿅㒐䮆䂲䘆 䂲㞔㒐䇮㐓㐓 㐢㖋䮆 䮆㓢㐢㛍㒐䮆 㐌䅌䅌䇮㒐㐢䂲䜱 㐌㐓䜱䂲㓢䘆㟗

㞔㐓䇮䮆䚚㒐

㐓㐢㓢㛍䘌䮆㛍㐢㛍䂲㛝㓢䘌㟗

䂲㠟㓢䀅

㒐㐓䂲䮆䘆㐢㐢

䅋㟈㐢 䇮㓢䜱䀅 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢 㒐䮆䅌䂲㛍㓢䮆䘆 㛍㓢䂲㞔㐢㛍㛝䮆 㛆䮆㞔䂲㟈㐓䮆 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䝘㓢䮆䖌 㐢㖋㛍㐓 䅌䂲㐢㐢䮆㒐 䜱㛍䝘䮆䜱䀅䐻 䇮㒐 㒐䂲㐢㖋䮆㒐 㞔䮆㒐㐢䂲㛍㓢䜱䀅 㖋䂲䘆 㐓䇮䅌䮆㐢㖋㛍㓢䘌 㐢䇮 䘆䇮 䖌㛍㐢㖋 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍㟗

䅋䮆㞔䂲㟈㐓䮆 㛍㐢 䖌䂲㐓 㖋䮆 䖌㖋䇮 㐢䇮䜱䘆 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 䂲㛆䇮㟈㐢 䪂㒐㞔㖋㛍䘆 㐌㐓䜱䂲㓢䘆㟗

㟈䖌䮆㿅㒐䮆㒐㿅㟗㐓㐓䇮

㐢㖋䮆

䐻䖌䂲㐓

䐻䂲䜱䜱

㒐㐢䂲䚚䮆

㖋㐢䎜䂲

䂲䇮㎜㒐䅌

㖋䮆㐢㒐䮆

䯕䮆 䇮㒐㛍䘌㛍㓢䂲䜱䜱䀅 㐢㖋䇮㟈䘌㖋㐢 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 䇮㓢䜱䀅 㛍㓢㐢䮆㓢䘆䮆䘆 㐢䇮 㒐䮆㐓㞔㟈䮆 䙯䇮㓢䘌㐓㟈㓢 㠟㟈䀅䂲䐻 㛆㟈㐢 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 䮆䟎㿅䮆㞔㐢 㐢㖋䮆 䇮㐢㖋䮆㒐 㿅䂲㒐㐢䀅 㐢䇮 䂲㞔㐢 㐓䇮 㐓㐢㒐䂲㛍䘌㖋㐢䚚䇮㒐䖌䂲㒐䘆䜱䀅 䂲㓢䘆 㒐䇮㟈䘌㖋䜱䀅㟗

䐚㛍㿅䮆䘆 䇮㟈㐢 䂲䜱䜱 㐢㖋㒐䮆䮆 䅌䂲㎜䇮㒐 㐓㟈㿅䮆㒐㿅䇮䖌䮆㒐㐓㟗

㟈䚹

䂲

䇮䚚

䘌䂲䮆㛝

䜱䂲䇮㐓

‘㛍䅌䊒䮆㐓㛍

㐓㟗䮆䘌㓢㖋㐢㐢㒐

㐢㎜㟈䮆䘆䘌㓢䅌

㒐䄏㟈䅌䮆㟈

㐓㞔㐢㓢㒐䮆䠿䇮

㐓㛍㖋䎜

㖋㐢䮆

䖌䮆㓢

“㐌㐓㓢’㐢 㛍㐢 䂲 ㎜䇮䀅 㐢䇮 㖋䂲㛝䮆 䚚㒐㛍䮆㓢䘆㐓 㞔䇮䅌㛍㓢䘌 䚚㒐䇮䅌 䂲䚚䂲㒐㺗

䎜䂲䇮㛍㐓㐢 㥶㒐㛍䮆㓢䘆 䚹㟈䐻 䀅䇮㟈 㐓㖋䇮㟈䜱䘆 㐢䂲㐓㐢䮆 䅌䀅 䚚䮆䖌 䘌䇮䇮䘆 㛆䇮㐢㐢䜱䮆㐓 䇮䚚 䖌㛍㓢䮆䐻” 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㐓䂲㛍䘆 䖌㛍㐢㖋 䂲 䜱䂲㟈䘌㖋㟗

䖌㐢㖋㛍

䯕㛍䘆䮆䘆㓢

㖋䎜䮆

䘆䇮䙯

䇮䖌㐢

㖋䮆㐢

㖋㒐㟗䘌㐢䮆䂲䜱㟈

䄏䮆㞔㐢

䮆㓢䮆㒐䘆䮆㐢

䅋䮆䚚䇮㒐䮆 䜱䮆䂲㛝㛍㓢䘌䐻 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 㐓㛍䅌㿅䜱䀅 䂲㒐㒐䂲㓢䘌䮆䘆 䚚䇮㒐 㐢㖋䮆 䚚䇮㟈㒐 䚚㒐䇮䅌 㠟㟈 㻞䂲㓢䘌’㐓 䘌㒐䇮㟈㿅㟗

䎜㖋䮆 㐢㖋㒐䮆䮆䐻 㛍㓢㞔䜱㟈䘆㛍㓢䘌 㻞䮆䜱䜱䇮䖌 䯕䂲㛍㒐䐻 䖌䮆㒐䮆 䂲䜱㐓䇮 䜱㟈㞔䝘䀅 㛆䮆㞔䂲㟈㐓䮆 䇮䚚 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍’㐓 㛍㓢䚚䜱㟈䮆㓢㞔䮆䐻 㐢㖋䮆䀅 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 䮆㛝䮆㓢 㓢䮆䮆䘆 䂲㓢 䂲㐓㐓䮆㐓㐓䅌䮆㓢㐢 䂲㓢䘆 㞔䇮㟈䜱䘆 䘆㛍㒐䮆㞔㐢䜱䀅 ㎜䇮㛍㓢 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢㟗

䜱䐻䮆䂲㛝䮆

㛍䮆䅌㛍䊒

㐢䇮㒐㖋䮆䐻

䮆㐢㟗㒐䂲㐓

㓢䄏䘌㛍䮆䮆

㖋䮆䂲㞔

㒐䮆㖋㐢䮆

㟈䘆䘌䘌䮆㖋

䮆㖋㐢

㟈䚹

䮆㛝䇮䅌䘆

㐢䇮

“䐚䮆’㒐䮆 㓢䇮䖌 䂲䜱㐓䇮 䘆㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢䐻” 㐢㖋䮆 㐢㖋㛍㓢 䅌䂲㓢 䜱䂲㟈䘌㖋䮆䘆㟗

㻞䮆㐢 㻞䮆䜱䜱䇮䖌 䯕䂲㛍㒐 㐓㟈䘆䘆䮆㓢䜱䀅 䘌䂲㛝䮆 㖋㛍䅌㐓䮆䜱䚚 䂲 㖋䂲㒐䘆 㐓䜱䂲㿅㟗

㖋㛍㐢䖌

㟈䚚㓢㐓䇮㓢㛍㟗㞔䇮

㐢㖋䮆

㓢㛍

䐚䂲’㐓㐢”㖋

㖋㐢䇮㒐䮆

䇮”㟈㺗䀅

䇮㓢䘌䖌㒐

䇮㐢䖌

䂲䮆㐓䘆䝘

“㐌’䅌 㐓㟈㞔㖋 䂲 䚚䇮䇮䜱䐻 䖌㛍㐢㖋 㐓㟈㞔㖋 䂲 㛆㛍䘌㐓㖋䇮㐢 䂲㒐䇮㟈㓢䘆䐻 㐌 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 㐢䂲䝘䮆 㐢㖋䮆 䇮㿅㿅䇮㒐㐢㟈㓢㛍㐢䀅 㐢䇮 㛍㓢䘌㒐䂲㐢㛍䂲㐢䮆 䅌䀅㐓䮆䜱䚚 䂲䜱䜱 䂲䜱䇮㓢䘌 㐢㖋䮆 䖌䂲䀅䐻” 㻞䮆䜱䜱䇮䖌 䯕䂲㛍㒐 䖌䂲㐓 㛍㓢㐓㐢䂲㓢㐢䜱䀅 䚚㛍䜱䜱䮆䘆 䖌㛍㐢㖋 㒐䮆䘌㒐䮆㐢㟗

“㐌䚚 㐢㖋䂲㐢 䜱䇮㒐䘆 䘌䂲㛝䮆 䂲 䜱㛍㐢㐢䜱䮆 㛆㛍㐢 䇮䚚 㐓㟈㿅㿅䇮㒐㐢䐻 䅌䂲䀅㛆䮆 䖌䮆 䖌䇮㟈䜱䘆㓢’㐢 㛆䮆 ㎜㟈㐓㐢 䪂㟈㐢䮆㒐 䄏䮆㞔㐢 䱜㛍㐓㞔㛍㿅䜱䮆㐓 㓢䇮䖌㟗”

㐢㐓㛍㖋䐻

㒐㓢䘌䯕㛍䮆䂲

䚚䮆䜱㐢

䮆㐢㖋

䅌䮆䇮㐓

㒐㒐㐢䮆䮆䘌

㐢䇮㟗䇮

㐢䇮䮆㖋㒐㐓

䪂㓢䜱䀅 㐢㖋䮆 䀅䇮㟈㓢䘌 䘌㛍㒐䜱 㠟㟈 㻞䂲㓢䘌 䚚䮆䜱㐢 䂲 㛆㛍㐢 ㎜䇮䀅䚚㟈䜱䐻 䖌㛍㐢㖋 㐓㟈㞔㖋 䂲 㐓㐢㒐䇮㓢䘌 䜱䇮㒐䘆䐻 䅌䂲䀅㛆䮆 㖋䮆㒐 䅌䇮㐢㖋䮆㒐’㐓 㛍䜱䜱㓢䮆㐓㐓 㞔䇮㟈䜱䘆 㒐䮆䂲䜱䜱䀅 㛆䮆 㞔㟈㒐䮆䘆㺗

㟗㟗㟗 

㛍䯕㓢䘆䘆䮆

㐓㠟㛍㐢䀅

㠟䇮㓢㟈䐻㛍㐢㓢䂲

䎜㖋㛍㐓 㛍㐓 䖌㖋䮆㒐䮆 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䅌䮆䘆㛍㐢䂲㐢䮆㐓 䂲㓢䘆 㒐䮆㐓㛍䘆䮆㐓㟗

䯕䮆 㛍㐓 㐢㖋䮆 䂲㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䯕㛍䘆䘆䮆㓢 䙯䇮䘆 䄏䮆㞔㐢䐻 㟈㐓㟈䂲䜱䜱䀅 㒐䮆䅌䂲㛍㓢㐓 㟈㓢㐓䮆䮆㓢䐻 㐓㐢䂲䀅㛍㓢䘌 㛍㓢 㖋㛍㐓 㐢䮆㒐㒐㛍㐢䇮㒐䀅 䚚䇮㒐 䅌䮆䘆㛍㐢䂲㐢㛍䇮㓢 䂲㓢䘆 㿅㒐䂲㞔㐢㛍㞔䮆㟗

㖋㓢㛍䮆䘆䘆

㐢䇮

䮆㒐䮆䯕䐻

㖋㐢䮆

㐓䜱䇮䘆㖋

䮆㟈㛍㯏㟈㓢

㖋㐢䮆

㛍䮆䜱䝘

㖋㟈㐓䜱

㛍㐢

㐢䅌㐓㛍

䇮㓢㐢

㐢䮆䀅

䮆䮆䐻䀅䮆㓢㒐㒐䘌

䇮䐻㿅䜱䇮

䂲䐻䜱㺉䮆䅌

䖌㛍㐢䮆㒐䇮䘌㓢

䝘䀅㐓䐻

㐢䘌䜱㖋㖋䂲䇮㟈

䮆㐓䮆㒐㐢

䂲

㛍㓢㐢㓢䮆䂲㞔

㖋㐢䮆

䂲㐢㒐䜱䇮䅌䅌㐌

㞔㖋㟗䂲㒐䅌

㓢䂲

㐌㓢 㐢㖋䮆 䅌䇮㟈㓢㐢䂲㛍㓢㐓䐻 䂲䜱䜱 㐢㖋㛍㓢䘌㐓 䚚䜱䇮㟈㒐㛍㐓㖋䐻 㛆䇮㐢㖋 㐓㿅㛍㒐㛍㐢 㿅䜱䂲㓢㐢㐓 䂲㓢䘆 㛆䮆䂲㐓㐢㐓 䘌㒐䇮䖌 㛝㛍䘌䇮㒐䇮㟈㐓䜱䀅 㖋䮆㒐䮆㟗

䠿㓢䘆 䂲㛆䇮㛝䮆 㐢㖋䮆 䅌䇮㟈㓢㐢䂲㛍㓢㐓䐻 㐢㖋䮆 䘌䮆㓢㐢䜱䮆 㛆㒐䮆䮆㹂䮆 㞔䂲㒐䮆㐓㐓䮆㐓㟗

㟈䚹

䘆䮆䅌䂲

䘌㐓㟈㛍㓢

䮆㖋䎜

䂲䘆㓢

䮆䜱㒐㞔䂲

㛍䮆㛍䅌䊒

䅌㛍䇮㐓㐢䂲㓢㟈㓢’

䮆㛆䮆䖌䘆㒐

䮆䂲㖋㞔

䮆䐻㖋㐢䇮㒐

䘌㓢㐓㿅㒐㛍

㓢䖌䮆㛍

㐢䂲㐓

㖋䮆䀅㐢

䂲䘌㞔䚚㓢㛍

㖋㐢䮆

㐢䇮㐓䮆㞔㓢䠿㒐

䮆㐢䂲

㛍㖋㐢㒐䮆

㛍㐓䘆䮆㟗

㐢䂲

㒐䮆䐻䂲㐢䖌

䘆䂲㓢

㒐䮆䅌䄏㟈㟈

㒐䂲䅌䖌

䎜㖋㛍㐓 䖌㛍㓢䮆 㛆䀅 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㛍㐓 㛍㓢䘆䮆䮆䘆 䘆㛍䚚䚚䮆㒐䮆㓢㐢䐻 䂲㐢 䜱䮆䂲㐓㐢 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 㖋䂲䘆 㓢䮆㛝䮆㒐 䘆㒐㟈㓢䝘 㐢㖋㛍㐓 䝘㛍㓢䘆 㛆䮆䚚䇮㒐䮆㟗

㐌㐢 㛍㐓㓢’㐢 㿅㟈㒐䮆 䖌㛍㓢䮆 㛆㟈㐢 㐢䮆䂲 䖌㛍㓢䮆㟗

㐢㖋䮆

㓢䮆㛍䔚䘌㒐㐢㓢

㐢㟈䅌䐻䇮㖋

䂲䘆㓢

䂲

䮆䖌㐓䮆㐢㐓㓢䮆㐓

䮆㐢㖋

㐢䐻䮆䂲

䮆㛍䐻㓢䖌

䮆㛆㓢㛍㒐䮆㐢㐓㐓㐢

䚚䇮

䇮㟗㐢㖋㛆

㛍㐢

䮆㖋㐢

㛍㞔㛍㿅㐓㐓㓢䮆㐓

䮆䚚㐢㓢䚚䮆㒐䘆㛍

䇮䚚

㒐䅌䚚䇮

䂲㖋㐓

䄏䮆㛝䮆㒐䂲䜱 䚚䜱䂲㛝䇮㒐㐓 䮆㞔㖋䇮䮆䘆 㛍㓢 㐢㖋䮆 䅌䇮㟈㐢㖋 㐓㛍䅌㟈䜱㐢䂲㓢䮆䇮㟈㐓䜱䀅㟗

“䙯䇮䇮䘆 㐢䮆䂲䐻 䘌䇮䇮䘆 䖌㛍㓢䮆䐻 䘌䇮䇮䘆 㐓㿅㒐㛍㓢䘌 䖌䂲㐢䮆㒐䐻” 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 㿅㒐䂲㛍㐓䮆䘆㟗

䇮㐓

㒐䚚䇮

䂲㟈䂲䀅㞔㐢䜱䜱

㟈㒐㟈䄏䅌䮆

䚚㐢㛍䀅䜱䮆䮆䜱㐓

䯕䮆

䇮㓢㐓㒐㟗㐢䮆䠿㞔

㛆㟈㐓䀅

㛍䘌䀅㓢䮆㓢㛝

㯏㟈㛍㐢䮆

䚚䇮

㖋䮆㐢

䂲䮆㐓䐻䀅㒐

㐢㖋䮆

䂲䘆㖋

㛆䮆䮆㓢

ä ¿ 䖌䇮㒐䜱䘆 䖌㖋䮆㒐䮆 㐌 䂲䅌 䚚㒐䮆䮆㟗

䔚䟎㿅䮆㒐㛍䮆㓢㞔㛍㓢䘌 䂲䜱䜱 㐢㖋䮆 ㎜䇮䀅㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 㖋㟈䅌䂲㓢 䖌䇮㒐䜱䘆㟗

㐓㐌㐢’㓢

䮆㛍䚚㺗䜱

㐓㛍㖋㐢

䝘㓢䘆㛍

㐓䇮䂲䜱

䚚䇮

䂲

㟚㓢䚚䇮㒐㐢㟈㓢䂲㐢䮆䜱䀅䐻 㖋䮆 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 㖋䂲㛝䮆 㐢㖋䮆 㞔㖋䇮㛍㞔䮆㱖 䚚㟈㒐㐢㖋䮆㒐䅌䇮㒐䮆䐻 㐢㖋䇮㟈䘌㖋 㖋䮆 䮆㓢㛝㛍䮆䘆䐻 㖋䮆 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 㒐䮆䘌㒐䮆㐢 㛍㐢㟗

䅋䮆㞔䂲㟈㐓䮆 㐢㖋䮆 㿅䂲㐢㖋 䚚䇮㒐 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 䖌䂲㐓 䘆䮆㐓㐢㛍㓢䮆䘆 㐢䇮 㛆䮆 䇮㓢䮆 䇮䚚 㞔䜱㛍䅌㛆㛍㓢䘌 㿅䮆䂲䝘㐓䐻 㿅䂲㐓㐓㛍㓢䘌 㐢㖋㒐䇮㟈䘌㖋 㐢㖋䇮㒐㓢㐓䐻 㛍㓢㛝㛍㓢㞔㛍㛆㛍䜱㛍㐢䀅 㛆䮆㛍㓢䘌 䜱䇮㓢䮆䜱䀅䐻 䂲 䜱䇮㓢䘌 㐓䮆䂲㒐㞔㖋䐻 䂲 㖋㛍䘌㖋 䂲㓢䘆 㞔䇮䜱䘆 㒐䇮䂲䘆㟗

 㟗㟗㟗

“䄏䇮䐻 䀅䇮㟈 㞔䇮䅌䮆 㛆䮆㞔䂲㟈㐓䮆 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅㺗” 㐢㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 䜱䇮䇮䝘䮆䘆 䂲㐢 䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍䐻 䂲㐓䝘㛍㓢䘌㟗

䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 㓢䇮䘆䘆䮆䘆㟗

㖋䎜䮆

㓢䂲䘆

䖌䇮㐢

㟗㖋㞔䂲㐢䘆䮆㐢

㓢䘆䝘䂲㒐

䚹㟈 䊒㛍䅌䮆㛍 䘆㛍䘆 㓢䇮㐢 㞔䇮㓢㞔䮆䂲䜱 䂲㓢䘆 㒐䮆㞔䇮㟈㓢㐢䮆䘆 㖋㛍㐓 䇮㒐㛍䘌㛍㓢 䂲㓢䘆 㐢㖋䮆 䮆㛝䮆㓢㐢㐓 䇮㓢 䪂㒐㞔㖋㛍䘆 㐌㐓䜱䂲㓢䘆㟗

“㐌㐢’㐓 䂲 㿅㛍㐢䀅䐻 㐢㖋䮆䀅 䘆㛍䘆㓢’㐢 䘆㛍䮆 㛍㓢 㐢㖋䮆 㛆䂲㐢㐢䜱䮆 䂲䘌䂲㛍㓢㐓㐢 䄏䮆䂲 䅋䮆䂲㐓㐢㐓䐻 㛆㟈㐢 㛍㓢 䀅䇮㟈㒐 㖋䂲㓢䘆㐓㟗

‘㐌㐢㐓

㖋䮆㐢

䮆㖋㐢

䄏䮆㟈䅌㟈㒐

䜱䂲䜱

㐓㛍䘆䘌䮆㖋㟗

㓢㐢䮆䇮㞔㒐䠿㐓

㱵㒐㛍䇮䂲”㓢䐻䮆㐢

“䄏㿅䮆䂲䝘㛍㓢䘌 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅䐻 㐌 䘆䇮 䝘㓢䇮䖌 㐓䇮䅌䮆 㐢㖋㛍㓢䘌㐓㟗

䠿㓢䘆 㐌 䝘㓢䇮䖌 㯏㟈㛍㐢䮆 䂲 㛆㛍㐢㟗”

㛆䇮䮆䜱㛍㿅䅌㛍㐓㐓

㓢”㞔䮆䇮㟗

“䅋㟈䮆㐓㞔䮆䂲

䇮㓢

䖌䇮㐢

㐢㖋䮆

㐓㛍

㐓㟈

䮆䇮㓢㐢䚚

䚚㛍㒐㐓㐢

䮆㐢㖋

䮆㓢䮆㛍㓢䘆䘌

㐢䂲㐓䂲㓢㛍䐻䘌

䇮㐢

䂲䮆㒐

䇮㐢

䂲䜱䜱

㛝䜱䮆䮆䂲

䜱㓢䂲䘆㐌㐓

㐓䮆䐻㐢㐓䂲䅋

䅌㐌㐢䂲䅌䇮䜱㒐

㐢䀅䮆

䂲㐢

㐢㐢㖋䂲

䘆㐢㞔䂲㛍㒐䮆䂲䮆

㖋㿅䮆㐓䮆䐻䜱㐓䜱

䮆䄏䂲

㐢㓢䘌㛍㖋㐓

㒐㖋㐢䮆䮆

䘌㒐䂲㟈䘆

“䄏䮆㞔䇮㓢䘆䐻 㛍㐓 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅䐻 㛍㓢 㒐䮆㞔䮆㓢㐢 䀅䮆䂲㒐㐓 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅 㖋䂲㐓 㛆䮆䮆㓢 䮆䟎㿅䂲㓢䘆㛍㓢䘌䐻 䖌䮆 䂲䜱䜱 䚚䮆䂲㒐 䇮㓢䮆 䘆䂲䀅 㛍㐢 䅌㛍䘌㖋㐢 䮆㓢䘌㟈䜱䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䮆㓢㐢㛍㒐䮆 㐌䅌䅌䇮㒐㐢䂲䜱 㐌㐓䜱䂲㓢䘆㟗”

“㐌 㖋䂲㛝䮆 䇮㓢㞔䮆 䮆㓢㐢䮆㒐䮆䘆 㐢㖋䮆 䘆䮆䮆㿅䮆㒐 㿅䂲㒐㐢㐓 䇮䚚 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅䐻 㐓䇮 㐌 䝘㓢䇮䖌 䅌䇮㒐䮆㟗”

“㖋㐢䂲䐚

䇮䚚

㛍䮆䊒䅌㛍

䚹㟈

㐓㛍

䂲㐓㟗䘆䮆䝘

䜱㿅㞔䮆䂲

㛍㐢㺗”

䝘㓢䘆㛍

“䠿 㞔㟈㒐㐓䮆䘆䐻 㿅㟈㒐䮆䜱䀅 㞔㟈㒐㐓䮆䘆 䜱䂲㓢䘆㟗”

䎜㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㐓䂲㛍䘆 㐓䮆㒐㛍䇮㟈㐓䜱䀅㟗

㐌㓢”

䐻䘆䚚㐓㛍䮆㒐㓢

䘆㓢䇮䮆㎜㛍

䮆䂲㐢䱜㖋

䚚䇮㛍䅌㓢䘌㒐

㐢㖋䮆

㐢䐻䂲㿅㐓

䮆䮆㐓㞔㒐㐢㐓

䂲㐓䮆䮆㛝㒐䜱

㐢㖋䮆

䜱䇮䘆

䘆㿅䮆䮆

㐢䮆䅌䂲

䂲

㐢䇮

䜱䟎䮆㒐䮆䇮㿅

㐢䮆㖋

㐌

䅌㟗㿅䄏䖌䂲

䚚䇮

㟚㓢䚚䇮㒐㐢㟈㓢䂲㐢䮆䜱䀅䐻 䖌䮆 䘌䇮㐢 㞔㟈㒐㐓䮆䘆䐻 㒐䮆㐢㟈㒐㓢䮆䘆䐻 䂲㓢䘆 䚚䮆䜱䜱 㐓䮆㛝䮆㒐䮆䜱䀅 㛍䜱䜱䐻 㛍㐢 㐢䇮䇮䝘 䂲 㖋㟈㓢䘆㒐䮆䘆 䀅䮆䂲㒐㐓 䚚䇮㒐 䅌䮆 㐢䇮 㞔䜱䮆䂲㒐 㐢㖋䮆 㞔㟈㒐㐓䮆䐻 㐢㖋䮆㒐䮆䂲䚚㐢䮆㒐 㓢䮆㛝䮆㒐 㐓㐢䮆㿅㿅㛍㓢䘌 㛍㓢㐢䇮 㐢㖋䮆 䱜䮆䂲㐢㖋 䄏䖌䂲䅌㿅 䂲䘌䂲㛍㓢㟗”

䎜㖋䮆 䄏㟈䅌䮆㒐㟈 䠿㓢㞔䮆㐓㐢䇮㒐 㐓㿅䇮䝘䮆 㐢㒐㟈㐢㖋䚚㟈䜱䜱䀅䐻 䝘㓢䇮䖌㛍㓢䘌 㐓㟈㞔㖋 䮆䟎㛍㐓㐢䮆㓢㞔䮆 䂲㐓 㖋㛍䅌 䖌䂲㐓 䂲䜱䅌䇮㐓㐢 㛍䅌㿅䇮㐓㐓㛍㛆䜱䮆 㐢䇮 䚚䂲䜱䜱 㛍䜱䜱㟗㟗

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