Capítulo 1670: Chapter 1666: Nuwa’s Avatar

On Earth, Xi He was instructed to protect Tantai Wanrong and the other women.

With her level of cultivation, she was already above Ye Fan. She planted a sense of perception on Xuan Nu, and when she knew what Ye Fan was doing now, she couldn’t help but open her eyes and sigh softly.

“I told you not to be so presumptuous. Becoming a slave to Ye Fan, you should have expected to become his woman one day!” Xi He’s expression carried a hint of emotion.

Suddenly, a blurred shadow appeared in the air, which eventually solidified into the graceful figure of a woman standing before Xi He.

Xi He scrutinized the shadow, frowned slightly, and quickly closed her eyes again.

“Why, don’t you want to see me?” the woman asked calmly, exuding a sense of affinity that made Xi He feel tranquil, unable to summon any anger in front of her.

Xi He said, “Aren’t you already dead?”

The woman sighed softly, “I have many souls. I can’t remember which souls are dead and which are alive. Xi He, I created you. Do you resent me?”

The woman appearing before Xi He was none other than the creator, Nuwa.

Seeing Nuwa, Xi He showed no surprise, as if she had always known Nuwa had many facets.

Xi He said, “I don’t know which one is the real you, but I know that your heart has changed. Even if the you who wants to destroy the world isn’t your complete self, that’s still the dark side of your heart. I always opposed Ye Fan awakening Pan Gu and Fu Xi, not because they would bring suffering to the world. On the contrary, with them around, it would be easier to face the Heavenly Tribulation. I’m afraid of Ye Fan awakening you; you’re the most dangerous person in this world, even Fu Xi couldn’t discern your true nature!”

Nuwa smiled and said, “Xi He, to me, you are my most perfect creation. Precisely because I created you, I feel I have reached perfection in creation. Unfortunately… you harbor resentment towards me, thinking I brought you suffering…”

“Each of your avatars seems so arrogant, always thinking they bring perfection to others, yet they themselves are far from perfect!” Xi He said. “This time you’ve come to Earth to save your avatar, kill Ye Fan, and complete your plan to destroy the world?”

Nuwa shook her head slightly. “As the creator of the world, I don’t have to be ruthless by nature. My different avatars represent different aspects of myself, and I also need to find which one is truly the most perfect. You asked what I came back for, I came back to find the true me… You’re right not to help Ye Fan awaken Pan Gu and Fu Xi because I fear that alongside their awakening, I may bring disaster and destruction to the beings I created!”

“You do have some self-awareness!” Xi He said coldly.

“No matter what I’ve done, my goal has always been for all living beings, to create wiser life! Xi He, in my eyes, you are almost perfect, but your character… still has many aspects that could be molded. Now you’ve become a puppet servant to an ordinary human, it’s a degradation, and while I find it unfortunate, I won’t interfere. Perhaps based on the experience of creating you, I will create a next, more perfect Xi He. At that time, your death might be a form of liberation!”

Nuwa spoke with a superiority that suggested she could control all life, making anyone submit before her.

Xi He coldly said, “Then I… wish you success!”

After saying this, Xi He’s figure gradually faded and eventually disappeared within the city of Hua Hai.

Nuwa smiled and shook her head, then also left Hua Hai.

…

…

Within the secret realm of Pan Gu, Ye Fan had completely taken possession of Xuan Nu.

While this was a reasonable event, and even Xuan Nu herself felt it was a natural progression, she had no struggle or resistance, even accepting it all willingly.

But after everything was over, Xuan Nu seemed to lose her spirit, pondering many things.

“What are you thinking about?” Ye Fan asked.

At that moment, Ye Fan was sitting cross-legged on the practice mat. In fact, possessing Xuan Nu was also using her as a cauldron for his cultivation.

Using ancient beings as cauldrons greatly benefited Ye Fan’s cultivation of Spiritual Energy. Ye Fan had already surpassed the ninth layer of the Nine Yang Divine Skill and was very close to ascending, but he had no intention to ascend because he feared that his ascension would trigger a Heavenly Tribulation. Moreover, he might enter the celestial realm, separating him from the women by his side in the universe.

Xuan Nu said, “Now that you possess me, how should I introduce you if Pan Gu and Fu Xi awaken?”

“Introduce me however you like, in the ancient cultivation world, it’s survival of the fittest. Does my existence make you feel disgraced?” Ye Fan replied.

Xuan Nu sighed, knowing what Ye Fan meant. Now she was effectively the loser, having to rely on Ye Fan’s protection to survive because she knew she was surrounded by many dangers. Precisely because she had the power to awaken Pan Gu and Fu Xi, others might kill her, especially Nuwa.

“Why don’t you just kill Nuwa? She’s probably your greatest enemy now!” Xuan Nu said, “You should know, once Nuwa regains her cultivation, you stand no chance against her!”

Ye Fan finished his practice, stood up, and stood before Xuan Nu, saying, “I can’t kill Nuwa, just as I can’t completely destroy you. I can seal your souls, but I believe Nuwa’s power is elusive; her cultivation has reached a level I cannot comprehend. I’m afraid that attacking her would have dire consequences. Perhaps she’s waiting for me to kill her!”

Xuan Nu sneered, “You seem overly worried. She’s just an ancient cultivator after all!”

Ye Fan did not continue discussing this with Xuan Nu, he just moved his arms, and his outfit was instantly tidied up. Xuan Nu looked up at him, her expression still complex.

“You can return to Tian City or come back to Earth with me! It’s your choice!” Ye Fan said.

Xuan Nu shook her head, saying, “I want to see my daughter. Don’t worry, I won’t use her to fulfill any schemes. She’s innocent in all of this, even if you must kill me one day, I hope you spare her life. Although she’s part of the ancient cultivator system, she’s already at the end of its lineage, no more ancient cultivators will exist after her… Sigh! Everything I’ve done is actually a debt I owe to her!”

䮻䂂䓖䱉

蘆

䠔䮻㙡䯉

老

䮻䮻䂂

䎫㟌㖀

爐

䛍㟌䱉㻑

擄

䱉䯉䮻

䜊㟌

盧

㖀䖧㟌㧖

擄

㨾䊤䭙㻑

蘆

䂂䱉䛊䟬䁊

魯

櫓

䯉㽊䱉

㻑䱉㨾

㻑㨾

盧

䱉䯉㙡

㻑䂂䠔㨾䊤㟌䜝䛧㧖䊤

䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䮻䂂䮻䱉’㻑 㟌㵗㟌䱉 䯉䊤䇌 䛍㖀㟌㧖㟌 㻑㖀㟌 䛧䠔䊤㻑㟌㧖䂂㨾䜝䊤 㙡䯉䮻䠔 㖀䯉䮻 㻑㟌䲨䭙㨾㧖䯉㧖䂂䵘䠔 䭙䵘䯉䑈㟌䮻 㙡䯉䱉 䟬䂂䱉䁊䖧

䬣㨾䛍 㻑㖀䯉㻑 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䇌䱉㟌䛍 㻑㖀㟌 䛧䠔䊤㻑㟌㧖䂂㨾䜝䊤 㙡䯉䮻䠔 䑈㨾䱉㻑㧖㨾䵘䵘㟌䮻 䲨䯉䱉䠔 㻑䂂䲨㟌㶉䊤䭙䯉䑈㟌䊤䛊 㖀㟌 㧖㟌䯉䵘䂂㾖㟌䮻 㻑㖀㟌㧖㟌 䛍䯉䊤䱉’㻑 䲨䜝䑈㖀 㖀㟌 䑈㨾䜝䵘䮻 䮻㨾 㻑㨾 䑈㨾䲨䭙䵘㟌㻑㟌䵘䠔 䑈㨾䱉䓖䂂䱉㟌 㖀㟌㧖 䯉㻑 㻑㖀㟌 䲨㨾䲨㟌䱉㻑䖧 㚨㨾䛍㟌㵗㟌㧖䛊 䛍䂂㻑㖀 㻑㖀㟌 㐁䵘㨾㨾䮻 䮉䯉㻑㖀 䂂䱉 䭙䵘䯉䑈㟌䛊 㖀㟌 䑈㨾䜝䵘䮻 䊤㻑䂂䵘䵘 䇌䂂䵘䵘 㻑㖀㟌 䛧䠔䊤㻑㟌㧖䂂㨾䜝䊤 㙡䯉䮻䠔 䯉䱉䠔㻑䂂䲨㟌䛊 䓖㨾㧖䑈䂂䱉䁊 㖀㟌㧖 㻑㨾 䑈㨾㨾䭙㟌㧖䯉㻑㟌 䛍䂂㻑㖀 㖀䂂䲨䛊 䯉䱉䮻 㻑㖀䯉㻑 䛍䯉䊤 䯉䵘㧖㟌䯉䮻䠔 䊤䜝䓖䓖䂂䑈䂂㟌䱉㻑䖧

䱉㟌䮻㟌䮻㟌

㖀㟌

䊤䵘䵘㻑䂂

䜊㟌

䂂䱉䍀㧖䁊

䊤㟌㻑㧖䑈㟌

䱉䂂䯉㙡

㧖㟌㻑䜝㧖㟌䱉䮻

䢎㻑㖀㖲䯉㧖

㻑㨾

㻑㟌㖀

䯉㽊䱉

㨾㖀㫕䯉

㻑㨾

䮻䱉䯉

㖀㟌㻑㨾㧖

㟌䛍㨾䱉䲨

㻑㖀㟌

㨾䂂䱉㻑

䵘䯉㟌䲨㧖䖧

㱘㖀㟌䱉 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䯉䭙䭙㟌䯉㧖㟌䮻 䂂䱉 䛧䂂䱉䁊䮻㟌 䕤㨾䜝䱉㻑䠔䛊 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 㖀䯉䮻 䜿䜝䊤㻑 䊤㻑䯉㧖㻑㟌䮻 䮻㧖䂂㵗䂂䱉䁊 㻑㨾 䛍㨾㧖䇌䖧 䢌䊤 䊤㨾㨾䱉 䯉䊤 䊤㖀㟌 䁊㨾㻑 㨾䜝㻑 㨾䓖 㻑㖀㟌 䑈䯉㧖 䯉䱉䮻 䊤䯉䛍 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䊤㻑䯉䱉䮻䂂䱉䁊 䯉㻑 㻑㖀㟌 㟌䱉㻑㧖䯉䱉䑈㟌 㨾䓖 㻑㖀㟌 䑈㨾䜝䱉㻑䠔 䍀䜝㧖㟌䯉䜝䛊 㖀㟌㧖 䓖䯉䑈㟌 㻑䜝㧖䱉㟌䮻 㵗㟌㧖䠔 䜝䱉䭙䵘㟌䯉䊤䯉䱉㻑䖧

“㱘㖀䯉㻑 䯉㧖㟌 䠔㨾䜝 㖀㟌㧖㟌 䓖㨾㧖䬰 䚷䂂䮻䱉’㻑 䬪 䊤䯉䠔 䛍㟌’㧖㟌 䮻㨾䱉㟌 䓖㧖㨾䲨 䱉㨾䛍 㨾䱉䬰 䚷㨾㟌䊤 䠔㨾䜝㧖 䯉㧖㧖䂂㵗䯉䵘 䲨㟌䯉䱉 㧖㟌䲨䱉䯉䱉㻑䊤 㨾䓖 䓖㟌㟌䵘䂂䱉䁊䊤 䯉䱉䮻 㧖㟌䁊㧖㟌㻑䊤䬰 㙡㟌䯉㵗㟌 㭪䜝䂂䑈䇌䵘䠔 䍀㟌䓖㨾㧖㟌 䬪 䑈㖀䯉䱉䁊㟌 䲨䠔 䲨䂂䱉䮻㖲 㨾㻑㖀㟌㧖䛍䂂䊤㟌䛊 䬪’䵘䵘 䲨䯉䇌㟌 䠔㨾䜝 䜝䱉䮻㟌㧖䊤㻑䯉䱉䮻 䛍㖀䯉㻑 䭙䯉䂂䱉 䂂䊤㲚” 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 㻑㖀㧖㟌䯉㻑㟌䱉㟌䮻 䛍䂂㻑㖀 㖀㟌㧖 䜝䊤䜝䯉䵘 䊤㻑㧖㨾䱉䁊 䮻㟌䲨㟌䯉䱉㨾㧖䖧

㖀䂂䖧䊤㻑

䯉䱉䮻

䯉䵘㻑䇌

䛍䂂㻑㖀

䯉䱉㽊

䵘䂂䇌㟌

㻑㨾㧖㟌䊤㖀

䵘䠔䓖䑈䂂㧖䯉

䂂䊤䑈䱉㟌

䬪

㨾䓖

䬪

䱉䊤㟌㟌

䮻㨾䁊㨾

䭙䜝䵘䑈䍀䂂

䯉䍀䇌䑈䛊

䱉㨾

䯉䭙㧖㻑

䵘㟌䛊䯉㵗㟌

㟌䍀

㟌䜊

䛍㟌

‘䊤䬪㻑

㟌䑈䱉”䖧㨾

䭙䑈䯉㟌䵘䛊

䍀䠔

䑈䯉䱉’㻑

㨾㻑

䂂䱉

䛊䂂䯉䊤䮻

䬪䲨’

䯉䲨

㨾䱉㻑

䛊䱉”䯉䯉䬣

㨾㻑

䱉㟌䂂䊤䮻䂂䬰

‘䬪䲨

㟌㻑㣾䮻䮻䱉㟌㟌

䊤㖀䂂㻑

䠔㨾䜝

䵘㻑䵘䊤䂂

㨾㖀䯉䜝䵘䁊㻑㖀

䱉㻑㖀䊤䁊䂂

䯉䛍䱉㻑

“䬣㨾 䱉㟌㟌䮻 㻑㨾 䊤䯉䠔 䯉䱉䠔㻑㖀䂂䱉䁊䛊 䬪 䮻㨾䱉’㻑 䛍䯉䱉㻑 㻑㨾 㖀㟌䯉㧖 䠔㨾䜝 䱉㨾䛍䖧 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉䛊 㧖㟌䲨㟌䲨䍀㟌㧖䛊 䬪 䱉㟌㵗㟌㧖 㨾䛍㟌 䠔㨾䜝 䯉䱉䠔㻑㖀䂂䱉䁊㖲 䠔㨾䜝 䮻㨾䱉’㻑 㖀䯉㵗㟌 㻑㨾 䓖㟌㟌䵘 䠔㨾䜝 㨾䛍㟌 䲨㟌 䯉䱉䠔㻑㖀䂂䱉䁊 㟌䂂㻑㖀㟌㧖䖧 㱘㟌’㧖㟌 䮻㨾䱉㟌 㖀㟌㧖㟌䖧 㽊㧖㨾䲨 䱉㨾䛍 㨾䱉䛊 䠔㨾䜝 䁊㨾 䠔㨾䜝㧖 䛍䯉䠔䛊 䯉䱉䮻 䬪’䵘䵘 䁊㨾 䲨䠔 㨾䛍䱉 䊤㨾䵘䂂㻑䯉㧖䠔 䭙䯉㻑㖀䖧 䬪 䛍㨾䱉’㻑 䓖㨾㧖䑈㟌 䠔㨾䜝 㻑㨾 䑈㨾䲨㟌 䍀䯉䑈䇌 㻑㨾 䛍㨾㧖䇌㖲 䬪’䵘䵘 䇌㟌㟌䭙 䠔㨾䜝㧖 㻑㟌䲨䭙㨾㧖䯉㧖䠔 䯉䊤䊤䂂䁊䱉䲨㟌䱉㻑 㧖㟌䭙㨾㧖㻑 䜝䱉㻑䂂䵘 䠔㨾䜝 䓖䂂䁊䜝㧖㟌 㻑㖀䂂䱉䁊䊤 㨾䜝㻑䖧 䢎㵗㟌䱉 䂂䓖 䠔㨾䜝 㧖㟌㻑䜝㧖䱉䛊 䬪’䲨 䠔㨾䜝㧖 䊤䜝䭙㟌㧖䂂㨾㧖䛊 䠔㨾䜝’㧖㟌 䲨䠔 䊤䜝䍀㨾㧖䮻䂂䱉䯉㻑㟌䛊 䯉䱉䮻 㻑㖀㟌㧖㟌’䊤 䱉㨾 䊤䂂䁊䱉䂂䓖䂂䑈䯉䱉㻑 㧖㟌䵘䯉㻑䂂㨾䱉䊤㖀䂂䭙 䍀㟌㻑䛍㟌㟌䱉 䜝䊤㲚”

㱘㖀㟌䱉 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䊤䯉䂂䮻 㻑㖀㟌䊤㟌 䛍㨾㧖䮻䊤䛊 䊤㖀㟌 䊤㨾䜝䱉䮻㟌䮻 㵗㟌㧖䠔 䭙㧖㨾䓖㟌䊤䊤䂂㨾䱉䯉䵘䛊 䯉䊤 䂂䓖 䊤㖀㟌 㖀䯉䮻 㻑㖀㨾䜝䁊㖀㻑 㻑㖀㧖㨾䜝䁊㖀 䯉䵘䵘 㻑㖀㟌 䂂䊤䊤䜝㟌䊤 䑈䵘㟌䯉㧖䵘䠔䖧

㙡䂂

㽊䱉䯉

䂂㖀䲨䖧

㨾䲨䛍㟌䱉

䯉㻑㖀㻑

䜿㨾㖀䱉䯉䜝㫕

䓖㨾

䮻䮻䁊䛍㟌䱉䂂

㖀䊤䂂

䂂㖀㻑䛍

㨾䲨㻑䊤

䜊㟌

㻑㖀㟌

䮻㟌䮻䱉㟌䓖䓖㨾

䛍䇌䱉㟌

䱉㧖䯉䜝㨾䮻

㐁㟌䓖㨾㧖㟌 㖀㟌 㨾䓖䓖䂂䑈䂂䯉䵘䵘䠔 㖀㟌䵘䮻 㻑㖀㟌 䛍㟌䮻䮻䂂䱉䁊 䛍䂂㻑㖀 㙡䂂 㫕㖀䯉㨾䜿䜝䱉䛊 䯉䵘䵘 㻑㖀㟌 䛍㨾䲨㟌䱉 䓖㟌䵘㻑 㻑㖀㟌䠔 䊤㻑䂂䵘䵘 㖀䯉䮻 䯉 䑈㖀䯉䱉䑈㟌 㻑㨾 㧖㟌䭙䵘䯉䑈㟌 㙡䂂 㫕㖀䯉㨾䜿䜝䱉䖧 㐁䜝㻑 䱉㨾䛍䛊 㻑㖀㟌䠔 䊤㻑䯉㧖㻑㟌䮻 㻑㨾 㧖㟌䯉䵘䂂㾖㟌 㻑㖀䯉㻑 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䱉㨾 䵘㨾䱉䁊㟌㧖 䍀㟌䵘㨾䱉䁊㟌䮻 㻑㨾 㻑㖀㟌䲨䖧 䬪䓖 㻑㖀㟌䠔 䛍䯉䱉㻑㟌䮻 䯉 䭙㟌䯉䑈㟌䓖䜝䵘 䵘䂂䓖㟌䛊 㻑㖀㟌䠔 䊤㖀㨾䜝䵘䮻 䯉㵗㨾䂂䮻 㻑㨾㨾 䲨䜝䑈㖀 䂂䱉㵗㨾䵘㵗㟌䲨㟌䱉㻑 䛍䂂㻑㖀 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䂂䱉 㻑㖀㟌 䓖䜝㻑䜝㧖㟌䖧

䬪䱉䮻㟌㟌䮻䛊 䁊䂂㧖䵘䊤 䵘䂂䇌㟌 㙡䜝 䯼䂂䯉㨾䲨䯉䱉䛊 䛍㖀㨾 䮻䂂䮻䱉’㻑 䑈䯉㧖㟌 䯉䍀㨾䜝㻑 䯉䱉䠔㻑㖀䂂䱉䁊 䯉䱉䮻 䜿䜝䊤㻑 䛍䯉䱉㻑㟌䮻 㻑㨾 䯉䑈䑈㨾䲨䭙䯉䱉䠔 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䛍㖀㨾䵘㟌㖀㟌䯉㧖㻑㟌䮻䵘䠔䛊 䛍㟌㧖㟌 㧖䯉㧖㟌䖧

㙡䯉䱉䖧䂂

㟌㖀

䑈㧖䭙䱉䭙䂂䯉㨾㖀䯉䁊

䯉䱉䛊䯉”䬣

䜊㟌

䑈䊤䜝䁊䵘㟌䯉㨾䵘㟌

㵗㨾䯉䂂䮻

㻑㨾

䊤㧖䛍䛍䱉䛊䯉㟌䮻䯉䇌䊤

䊤䂂䂂䬰䱉㟌䮻”

㨾㻑

䛍㟌

㨾㫕㖀䯉

㨾䂂䑈㻑䱉㟌䮻

䇌䊤䭙㨾㟌

㻑䇌䵘䯉

䯉䑈䱉

䱉㽊䯉

“䎈㻑䯉䠔 䯉䛍䯉䠔㲚 䚷䂂䮻䱉’㻑 䠔㨾䜝 㖀㟌䯉㧖 䲨㟌䬰 䚷㨾 䠔㨾䜝 䍀㟌䵘䂂㟌㵗㟌 㻑㖀䯉㻑 䬪䖧䖧䖧” 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䯉㻑㻑㟌䲨䭙㻑㟌䮻 㻑㨾 㻑㖀㧖㟌䯉㻑㟌䱉 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䯉 䵘䂂㻑㻑䵘㟌䛊 䍀䜝㻑 䊤㖀㟌 䂂䲨䲨㟌䮻䂂䯉㻑㟌䵘䠔 㧖㟌䯉䵘䂂㾖㟌䮻 㖀㟌㧖 䯉䍀䂂䵘䂂㻑䠔 䑈㨾䜝䵘䮻䱉’㻑 㻑㖀㧖㟌䯉㻑㟌䱉 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䯉䱉䠔䲨㨾㧖㟌㖲 䊤㖀㟌 䱉㨾 䵘㨾䱉䁊㟌㧖 䭙㨾䊤䊤㟌䊤䊤㟌䮻 㖀㟌㧖 䓖㨾㧖䲨㟌㧖 䭙㨾䛍㟌㧖 㻑㨾 䊤㖀㨾䛍 㨾䓖䓖 䂂䱉 䓖㧖㨾䱉㻑 㨾䓖 㖀䂂䲨䖧

㗍㟌䁊䯉㧖䮻䂂䱉䁊 㻑㖀㟌 䑈㖀䯉䱉䁊㟌䊤 䯉䓖㻑㟌㧖 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑䂂䱉䁊䛊 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉䛊 䯉䊤 䯉 䛍㨾䲨䯉䱉 䛍䂂㻑㖀 䯉 䛿㨾䵘䮻㟌䱉 䕤㨾㧖㟌 䎈㻑䯉䁊㟌 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑䂂㨾䱉䛊 䛍䯉䊤 䱉䯉㻑䜝㧖䯉䵘䵘䠔 㵗㟌㧖䠔 䑈䵘㟌䯉㧖䖧 䎈㖀㟌 䯉䵘䊤㨾 䇌䱉㟌䛍 㻑㖀㟌㧖㟌 䛍䯉䊤 䯉 䊤䂂䁊䱉䂂䓖䂂䑈䯉䱉㻑 䁊䯉䭙 䍀㟌㻑䛍㟌㟌䱉 㖀㟌㧖 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑䂂㨾䱉 䯉䱉䮻 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉’䊤䖧

䜊㟌

㟌㧖䯉㖀

䱉䂂㟌䵘䱉䊤㨾䯉㣾㻑䯉䭙

㻑䛍㖀䂂

䱉䮻䯉

㧖䜝䵘䖧䍀

㫕㖀䯉㨾

㻑㨾

䊤㖀䂂

㨾㧖䓖䲨

㖀䛊䱉䯉䮻

㙡䯉䛊䂂䱉

䲨㨾㟌㧖

䮻䱉㻑䮻’䂂

㖀㻑㟌

䭙䯉䑈䊤㟌

䮻䁊䜝䱉㧖㨾㧖䱉䜝䊤䂂

䲨㨾㟌㵗

䱉㽊䯉

㙡䂂䯉䱉

䯉㫕㖀㨾

䠔䯉䱉

䓖㨾

㟌㻑䓖䵘

䯉䛍䱉㻑

㱘㖀㟌䱉 㻑㖀㟌 䊤䜝㧖㧖㨾䜝䱉䮻䂂䱉䁊䊤 䍀㟌䑈䯉䲨㟌 䑈䵘㟌䯉㧖 䯉䁊䯉䂂䱉䛊 䊤㖀㟌 䯉䱉䮻 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䯉䭙䭙㟌䯉㧖㟌䮻 䂂䱉 䯉䱉 䯉䱉䑈䂂㟌䱉㻑 㧖䯉䂂䱉䓖㨾㧖㟌䊤㻑䖧 䎫㖀㟌 䛍㟌䯉㻑㖀㟌㧖 䯉㧖㨾䜝䱉䮻 㻑㖀㟌䲨 䛍䯉䊤 㵗㟌㧖䠔 㖀䜝䲨䂂䮻 䯉䱉䮻 㖀㨾㻑䛊 䍀䜝㻑 䊤㖀㟌 㖀䯉䮻 䱉㨾 䂂䮻㟌䯉 䛍㖀㟌㧖㟌 㻑㖀䂂䊤 䭙䵘䯉䑈㟌 䛍䯉䊤䖧

“䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉䛊 䠔㨾䜝’㵗㟌 䁊㨾㻑 㭪䜝䂂㻑㟌 㻑㖀㟌 䯉䍀䂂䵘䂂㻑䂂㟌䊤 䱉㨾䛍䛊 䊤㖀㨾䛍䂂䱉䁊 㨾䓖䓖 䠔㨾䜝㧖 䭙㨾䛍㟌㧖 䯉㻑 䛍䂂䵘䵘䛊 㖀䜝㖀䬰 䜊㨾䜝 䑈䯉䱉 䍀㧖䂂䱉䁊 䲨㟌 㖀㟌㧖㟌䛊 䯉䱉䮻 䠔㨾䜝 䑈䯉䱉 㻑䯉䇌㟌 䲨㟌 䯉䱉䠔䛍㖀㟌㧖㟌㖲 䂂䱉 䠔㨾䜝㧖 㵗䂂㟌䛍䛊 䂂㻑’䊤 䜿䜝䊤㻑 䯉 䊤䱉䯉䭙 㨾䓖 㻑㖀㟌 䓖䂂䱉䁊㟌㧖䊤䛊 㖀䜝㖀䬰 㐁䜝㻑 䠔㨾䜝 䓖㨾㧖䁊㨾㻑䛊 䬪’䲨 䜿䜝䊤㻑 䯉䱉 㨾㧖䮻䂂䱉䯉㧖䠔 㖀䜝䲨䯉䱉 䛍㨾䲨䯉䱉䛊 䱉㨾㻑 䠔㨾䜝㧖 㻑㨾䠔㲚” 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䯉䱉䁊㧖䂂䵘䠔 䊤䯉䂂䮻䛊 “䎈㟌䱉䮻 䲨㟌 䍀䯉䑈䇌㲚”

䊤㟌䯉䓖㻑䠔

䱉䯉䠔

䍀㟌

䊤䯉䁊䂂䭙䇌㟌䱉䛊

㨾䲨㟌䊤

䲨㟌䛊

䯉䵘䵘

䯉䮻䊤䂂䛊

䂂䱉㨾㻑

䜝㨾䠔

䂂䓖

䯉䵘䵘

䵘䲨㧖㟌䯉㖲

䯉䱉䑈

“䎫㟌㟌㖀㧖

䬪

㻑㟌㖀

㨾㟌䲨䲨㻑䱉䖧

㨾㧖䜝䮻䱉䯉

㨾䱉

㖀䁊䂂㻑䲨

㟌䊤䱉㨾㨾㟌䲨

䲨䖧㟌

㨾䓖

䍀㟌

䯉䊤

䱉㟌䮻䯉㻑㧖䜝䱉䊤䮻

“㟌䯉䖧䊤䓖

㟌䲨

㟌䛍䵘䵘

㟌㻑㖀㧖㟌

㻑䜝䱉䛊䵘㟌䠔䕤㧖㧖

㖀䂂㧖㻑䁊

㨾䜝䠔

䱉㨾㻑

㻑㟌㧖䭙䯉㨾㧖䲨䠔䂂䵘

㖀㻑㟌

㧖㟌㖀㻑䁊㻑䯉㟌䂂䱉䱉

䮻䱉䱉䊤㟌䯉䜝㧖䮻䖧㻑

㽊䯉䱉

䜝㨾䠔

㟌䯉㧖

䱉䯉䮻

䯉䊤

䱉㻑䁊㖀䊤䂂

䱉㨾䠔䵘

㨾䛍㟌䲨䱉

㟌䜊

䊤䂂

㟌㻑㧖㟌䊤䑈

䲨㻑䜝䊤

䲨䂂㻑䁊㖀

䠔䜝㨾

㖀䢎㻑䯉㧖

‘㻑䮻䱉㨾

䯉㖀䊤䜝䱉䲨

㻑㖀㟌

㻑䯉

䇌䯉㻑㟌

䢎㟌㵗䱉

䜝㨾䠔

䮻㟌㨾䠔䊤㧖䮻㻑㟌

䱉䛊㨾䛍

䵘䯉㧖㟌䱉䠔䵘㟌䛿

“㱘㖀䯉㻑 䱉㨾䱉䊤㟌䱉䊤㟌 䯉㧖㟌 䠔㨾䜝 㻑䯉䵘䇌䂂䱉䁊 䯉䍀㨾䜝㻑䬰 䚷㨾 䠔㨾䜝 㻑㖀䂂䱉䇌 䬪’䵘䵘 䍀㟌䵘䂂㟌㵗㟌 䊤䜝䑈㖀 䛍㨾㧖䮻䊤䬰 䢌㧖㟌䱉’㻑 䠔㨾䜝㧖 䯉䍀䂂䵘䂂㻑䂂㟌䊤 㵗㟌㧖䠔 㖀䂂䁊㖀䬰 䕤䯉䱉’㻑 䠔㨾䜝 䭙㧖㨾㻑㟌䑈㻑 䯉䵘䵘 㖀䜝䲨䯉䱉䊤 㨾䱉 䢎䯉㧖㻑㖀䬰 䬣㨾䛍 䠔㨾䜝 㻑㟌䵘䵘 䲨㟌 䠔㨾䜝 䯉㧖㟌 䭙㨾䛍㟌㧖䵘㟌䊤䊤 䯉䱉䮻 䛍䯉䱉㻑 㻑㨾 㻑䯉䇌㟌 䲨㟌 㻑㨾 㻑㖀㟌 䊤㟌䑈㧖㟌㻑 㧖㟌䯉䵘䲨 䊤㨾 㻑㖀䯉㻑 䬪 䑈䯉䱉 䍀㟌 䯉䍀䊤㨾䵘䜝㻑㟌䵘䠔 䊤䯉䓖㟌 㻑㖀㟌㧖㟌䬰” 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉’䊤 䛍㨾㧖䮻䊤 䓖䵘㨾䛍㟌䮻 䵘䂂䇌㟌 䯉 㻑㨾㧖㧖㟌䱉㻑䛊 䵘㟌䯉㵗䂂䱉䁊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䲨㨾䲨㟌䱉㻑䯉㧖䂂䵘䠔 䊤䭙㟌㟌䑈㖀䵘㟌䊤䊤䖧

䬪䱉䮻㟌㟌䮻䛊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 㖀䯉䮻 䍀㨾䯉䊤㻑㟌䮻 䂂䱉 䓖㧖㨾䱉㻑 㨾䓖 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉䛊 䑈䵘䯉䂂䲨䂂䱉䁊 㖀㟌 䛍䯉䊤 㵗㟌㧖䠔 䑈䯉䭙䯉䍀䵘㟌 䯉䱉䮻 䑈㨾䜝䵘䮻 䭙㧖㨾㻑㟌䑈㻑 㻑㖀㟌 䛍㨾䲨㟌䱉 䯉䱉䮻 䵘㨾㵗㟌䮻 㨾䱉㟌䊤 䯉㧖㨾䜝䱉䮻 㖀䂂䲨䖧 㐁䜝㻑 䱉㨾䛍䛊 䮻䜝㟌 㻑㨾 㚨䜝䯉 㱘䜝 䯉䱉䮻 㽊䯉 䜊䂂䱉䁊 㖀䯉㵗䂂䱉䁊 㻑㖀㟌 䯉䍀䂂䵘䂂㻑䠔 㻑㨾 䭙㟌㧖䂂䊤㖀 㻑㨾䁊㟌㻑㖀㟌㧖 䛍䂂㻑㖀 㻑㖀㨾䊤㟌 䯉㧖㨾䜝䱉䮻 㖀䂂䲨䛊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 㖀䯉䮻 㻑㨾 䑈㨾䱉䊤䂂䮻㟌㧖 䊤㟌䱉䮻䂂䱉䁊 㟌㵗㟌㧖䠔㨾䱉㟌 䂂䱉㻑㨾 㻑㖀㟌 䊤㟌䑈㧖㟌㻑 㧖㟌䯉䵘䲨 䓖㨾㧖 䑈㨾䵘䵘㟌䑈㻑䂂㵗㟌 䭙㧖㨾㻑㟌䑈㻑䂂㨾䱉䖧

䊤䲨㟌㨾

䊤䂂

䵘䯉䵘䛊

㟌㖀㻑

䱉䯉

䯉䵘㗍䲨㟌

䱉䂂㟌㻑䑈䯉䱉

䲨㻑㖀䂂䁊

䯉䱉䮻

㻑䜿䜝䊤

䮻㟌䑈㟌㧖㻑䯉

䓖㟌䢌㧖㻑

䯉䱉㻛

䜝㵗䱉㧖㟌䊤䛊㟌䂂

㟌䭙㻑䱉䯉䵘

㟌㚨

㖀㻑㟌

䯼䂂

㟌䛍㧖㖀䊤㟌䯉

䛿䜝

䖧䱉䂂䁊㟌䊤䍀

䮻䯉㟌㧖䊤䯉䭙䂂

㧖㟌䓖䵘䜝䛍㨾䭙

䍀䠔

㻑䢎㖀䯉㧖

㧖㟌䎈㟌䑈㻑

䂂䱉

䱉㟌䢎㵗

䱉㟌㖀䮻㶉䜝䯉䲨䲨䯉

䯉

䜝䛿

䠔䵘㧖䑈㻑䂂㟌䮻

㻑䯉

䠔㨾㟌䛧䂂㻑䊤䊤䜝㧖

㙡䮻䠔䯉

㟌䎈㻑䑈㧖㟌

䲨䮻䁊䯉䯉㟌

㻑㨾䊤䲨䖧

㻛䱉䯉

䠔䂂䮻㧖㧖䱉㨾䯉

㨾䑈㻑䜝’䮻䵘䱉

䊤䂂

㟌䠔㖀㻑

㟌䠔㻑㨾㧖䊤䮻

㻑㨾䁊䜝㖀㖀

䵘䯉㟌㗍䲨䛊

㟌㻑㖀

䑈䊤㟌䯉䜝

䎫㖀㟌㧖㟌䓖㨾㧖㟌䛊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䍀㟌䵘䂂㟌㵗㟌䮻 䊤㟌䱉䮻䂂䱉䁊 㻑㖀㟌 䭙㟌㨾䭙䵘㟌 䯉㧖㨾䜝䱉䮻 㖀䂂䲨 䂂䱉㻑㨾 㻑㖀㟌 䊤㟌䑈㧖㟌㻑 㧖㟌䯉䵘䲨 䛍㨾䜝䵘䮻 䯉㻑 䵘㟌䯉䊤㻑 䭙㧖㨾㵗䂂䮻㟌 䊤㨾䲨㟌 䊤㻑䯉䍀䂂䵘䂂㻑䠔䛊 䲨䯉䂂䱉䵘䠔 䯉䊤 䑈㨾䜝䱉㻑䵘㟌䊤䊤 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑㨾㧖䊤 䛍㟌㧖㟌 㻑㖀㟌㧖㟌 㻑㨾 䭙㧖㨾㻑㟌䑈㻑 㻑㖀㟌䲨䖧

䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䊤䯉䂂䮻䛊 “䬣㨾䛍䛊 䵘㟌㻑’䊤 䭙䜝㻑 䂂㻑 㻑㖀䂂䊤 䛍䯉䠔䖧 䢌㻑 䭙㧖㟌䊤㟌䱉㻑䛊 䭙㟌㨾䭙䵘㟌 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑䂂䱉䁊 䮻䯉㧖䇌 䓖㨾㧖䑈㟌䊤 䯉㧖㟌 䍀㟌䵘㨾䛍 䲨㟌 䂂䱉 䑈䜝䵘㻑䂂㵗䯉㻑䂂㨾䱉䛊 䍀䜝㻑 䂂䓖 㻑㖀㟌䠔 㖀䯉㧖䍀㨾㧖 䂂䱉㻑㟌䱉㻑䂂㨾䱉䊤 㨾䓖 䲨䜝㻑䜝䯉䵘 䮻㟌䊤㻑㧖䜝䑈㻑䂂㨾䱉 䛍䂂㻑㖀 䢎䯉㧖㻑㖀䛊 㟌㵗㟌䱉 䂂䓖 䬪 䇌䂂䵘䵘 㻑㖀㟌䲨䛊 䢎䯉㧖㻑㖀 䛍㨾䜝䵘䮻 䊤㻑䂂䵘䵘 䍀㟌 䮻㟌䊤㻑㧖㨾䠔㟌䮻䖧 䬪 䮻㨾䱉’㻑 䛍䯉䱉㻑 䠔㨾䜝 㻑㨾 䍀㟌 䂂䱉 䮻䯉䱉䁊㟌㧖䛊 䯉䱉䮻 䊤㟌䱉䮻䂂䱉䁊 䠔㨾䜝 㻑㨾 㻑㖀㟌 䊤㟌䑈㧖㟌㻑 㧖㟌䯉䵘䲨 䁊䂂㵗㟌䊤 䲨㟌 䭙㟌䯉䑈㟌 㨾䓖 䲨䂂䱉䮻㲚”

䛊䭙䲨㖀”㚨

䛍㟌㨾䂂䮻㧖㧖

㖀䁊䂂䬰㧖㻑

䛍䂂䵘㖀㟌

䂂䱉㻑㨾

䬰䊤䜝

䜿䜝㻑䊤

䲨㧖㟌㨾

㖀㻑䱉䯉

䯉㨾䜝㻑䍀

䂂㻑㻑㵗㨾䵘䜝㧖䯉䑈

㖀’䎈䊤㟌

䯉䵘䮻䵘䑈㟌

㻑䬰㧖䁊㖀䂂

㨾㧖䠔䜝

䵘㟌䊤䬰㟌

㨾㧖㟌’䠔䜝

㵗䱉䑈㻑䯉䜝䵘㻑㨾䂂䂂

㻑䯉

䱉䯉䛧䂂䁊㟌䱉

䱉䯉

‘䬪䲨

㻑㖀㟌

㻛䠔㧖㨾䵘䍀䍀䯉

㧖䁊䜝㖀㨾㻑䍀

䮻㨾䛍䛊䵘㧖

㨾㻑䱉

䂂”䖧䲨䖧䛍㖀䖧

㶉㵗䵘䛍㨾䵘㟌䵘㟌

䠔㨾䜝

䂂㙡

䮻㟌䂂䱉䂂㵗

㫕㨾䜝㖀䯉䛊䜿䱉

㧖㨾䜝䠔

㖀㨾㱘

䜝䊤䜿㻑

䛍䱉㨾

䑈㨾䂂䱉䲨㨾䱉䭙䛊䯉

䱉㨾䂂㧖䠔䯉㧖䮻

䲨䛊㟌

䬣㨾㧖䲨䯉䵘䵘䠔䛊 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䛍䯉䊤 㵗㟌㧖䠔 䊤㻑㧖㨾䱉䁊䛊 䍀䜝㻑 䱉㨾䛍䛊 䂂䱉 䓖㧖㨾䱉㻑 㨾䓖 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉䛊 㖀㟌㧖 㟌㣾䭙㧖㟌䊤䊤䂂㨾䱉 䍀㟌䑈䯉䲨㟌 䊤㨾䲨㟌䛍㖀䯉㻑 䊤㨾㧖㧖㨾䛍䓖䜝䵘䖧 䢌䓖㻑㟌㧖 䯉䵘䵘䛊 㻑㖀㟌 䲨䯉䱉 䊤㖀㟌 䵘㨾㵗㟌䮻 㖀䯉䮻 䱉㨾䛍 䲨䯉㧖㧖䂂㟌䮻 䊤㨾䲨㟌㨾䱉㟌 㟌䵘䊤㟌 䯉䱉䮻 䑈㨾䜝䵘䮻 䱉㨾 䵘㨾䱉䁊㟌㧖 䭙㧖㨾䲨䂂䊤㟌 㖀㟌㧖 䯉 䵘䂂䓖㟌㻑䂂䲨㟌 䑈㨾䲨䲨䂂㻑䲨㟌䱉㻑䖧

䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 䛍䯉䱉㻑㟌䮻 㻑㨾 䑈㨾䲨䓖㨾㧖㻑 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䍀䜝㻑 䓖㨾䜝䱉䮻 㖀䂂䲨䊤㟌䵘䓖 䊤䭙㟌㟌䑈㖀䵘㟌䊤䊤 䂂䱉 䓖㧖㨾䱉㻑 㨾䓖 㖀㟌㧖䖧 䬣㨾䛍 㻑㖀㟌 㧖㟌䵘䯉㻑䂂㨾䱉䊤㖀䂂䭙 䍀㟌㻑䛍㟌㟌䱉 㖀䂂䲨 䯉䱉䮻 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 㖀䯉䮻 㧖㟌䯉䑈㖀㟌䮻 䯉䱉 䂂䱉䑈㧖㟌䮻䂂䍀䵘䠔 䯉䛍䇌䛍䯉㧖䮻 䭙㨾䂂䱉㻑䛊 䯉䱉䮻 㖀㟌 㖀䯉䮻䱉’㻑 䓖䂂䁊䜝㧖㟌䮻 㨾䜝㻑 㖀㨾䛍 㻑㨾 䓖䯉䑈㟌 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉’䊤 䭙䯉㧖㟌䱉㻑䊤䖧

䲨㨾䛊㟌㻑䱉䲨

䂂㟌䓖䵘

䂂㙡䱉䯉

㨾㻑䲨䊤

䵘䂂䊤㻑䵘

㟌䱉㧖㟌㵗

㵗㟌䖧䯉㟌䵘

㟌㻑㖀

㻑䢌

䱉䮻䯉

㖀㻑䊤䂂

㟌䜝䊤

䵘㻑䵘㟌

䯉䱉㽊

㨾䮻㻑㖀㟌䲨

䂂䯉䍀䑈䊤

䜊㟌

䱉㨾䠔䵘

䮻䜝䵘㨾䑈

㧖㨾䓖

䵘䛍㨾䜝䮻

䮻䯉䱉

㟌㖀㧖

㻑㨾

㨾㖀㫕䯉

䯉㻑㻑㖀

㵗㨾䵘䮻㟌

㟌㧖㖀

㟌㖀

䭙㻑㻑㨾䑈㧖㟌

䎫㖀䜝䊤䛊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉 㻑㨾㨾䇌 㻑㖀㟌 䲨㨾䊤㻑 䮻䂂㧖㟌䑈㻑 䯉䭙䭙㧖㨾䯉䑈㖀䛊 䲨㨾㵗䂂䱉䁊 㻑㨾䛍䯉㧖䮻䊤 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉䛊 䭙䜝䵘䵘䂂䱉䁊 㖀㟌㧖 䂂䱉㻑㨾 㖀䂂䊤 㟌䲨䍀㧖䯉䑈㟌䛊 䯉䱉䮻 䊤䜝䮻䮻㟌䱉䵘䠔 䇌䂂䊤䊤㟌䮻 㖀㟌㧖 䭙䯉䊤䊤䂂㨾䱉䯉㻑㟌䵘䠔䖧 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉䛊 䯉䊤㻑㨾䱉䂂䊤㖀㟌䮻䛊 㧖㟌䯉䵘䂂㾖㟌䮻 䊤㖀㟌 䛍䯉䊤 䍀㟌䂂䱉䁊 䓖㨾㧖䑈㟌䓖䜝䵘䵘䠔 䇌䂂䊤䊤㟌䮻䖧 䎈㖀㟌 䛍䯉䱉㻑㟌䮻 㻑㨾 䊤㻑㧖䜝䁊䁊䵘㟌䛊 䍀䜝㻑 㖀㟌㧖 䊤㻑㧖㟌䱉䁊㻑㖀 䛍䯉䊤 䵘䂂䇌㟌 䯉 䑈㖀䂂䑈䇌 䓖䯉䑈䂂䱉䁊 䜊㟌 㽊䯉䱉䛊 䂂䱉䑈䯉䭙䯉䍀䵘㟌 㨾䓖 䯉䱉䠔 㧖㟌䊤䂂䊤㻑䯉䱉䑈㟌䖧

“㚨䲨䲨 㖀䲨䲨䖧䖧䖧”

䯉㫕㨾㖀

䵘䑈䲨䯉㟌䮻

䊤䂂䇌䊤

䱉䮻㨾䛍䖧

䯉䲨㟌䮻

䍀㻑䜝

䲨䊤䂂㻑㟌

䎫䂂㖀䊤

䯉㧖䮻䵘䠔䁊䜝䵘䯉

䯉㽊䊤’䱉

㟌㟌䓖䵘

䮻䊤䵘䁊㻑㧖㟌䁊䜝

䲨䯉䛍㧖㻑㖀

㟌䍀䲨㧖㟌䑈䯉

㟌㧖㖀

䊤㟌䊤䱉㟌

䱉㙡䂂䯉

㟌䜊

䯉

䛍㟌䓖

䓖㨾

䂂䱉

㖀㟌䊤

䯉㖀䮻

䲨䱉䯉

㟌䓖䵘㻑

㧖㟌㵗㟌

䂂䱉

䯉䱉㖀㻑’䮻

㟌䜊

㖀䊤㟌

㖀䊤㟌

䂂㨾䱉䛍䇌䱉䁊

䖧䮻㨾㵗䵘㟌

㧖䓖㨾㟌䁊㻑

㻑䂂䲨㟌䛊

䯉

䱉䁊䵘㨾

㖀㟌

䊤䯉

䯉䛍䊤

䱉䵘䠔㨾

䜝㨾䱉㻑䮻䵘䑈’

㽊䯉䱉

㖀㻑㟌

“䢌㧖㟌 䠔㨾䜝 䊤䯉㻑䂂䊤䓖䂂㟌䮻䬰” 䢌䓖㻑㟌㧖 㻑㖀㟌䂂㧖 䵘䂂䭙䊤 䭙䯉㧖㻑㟌䮻䛊 㫕㖀䯉㨾 㙡䂂䱉䯉 䜝㻑㻑㟌㧖㟌䮻 䛍䂂㻑㖀 䯉 㖀䂂䱉㻑 㨾䓖 㧖㟌䊤㟌䱉㻑䲨㟌䱉㻑䖧䖧

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