Chapter 1255: Chapter 1256: Confused

They really never expected that Yang Lianxin’s bargaining chip for survival would turn out to be the news about the Human Ancestor’s descendants.

Yan Yifei, Yan Rulie, and Wei Ziliang, who were by Lin Qian’s side and knew the truth, looked at Yang Lianxin as if they were looking at a fool.

Unfortunately, Yang Lianxin didn’t know that the true descendant of the Human Ancestor was right in front of him.

If he had known, he wouldn’t possibly use such a poor piece of information to try and save his own life.

“It’s a pity, I don’t need this piece of information,” Yan Yifei said with a mischievous smile on his face as he walked up to Yang Lianxin. “So, you still need to think of something else to say if you want to save your life.”

Hearing this, Yang Lianxin was taken aback. He hadn’t thought that the news about the Human Ancestor’s descendants couldn’t tempt the other party.

According to his understanding, the Flame Gold Clan’s leader should be eager for news about the Human Ancestor’s descendants. How could this be?

Besides not understanding, he felt a bit panicked inside; this was the bargaining chip he believed would save his life, but now it was useless.

Could it be that he had to betray the information of the Netherworld Clan? What a joke! They too had made a heart demon oath, and once spoken, it would mean certain death.

“Could it be that you want to forget the Human Ancestor’s kindness?” With things as they were, Yang Lianxin gritted his teeth and asked, unwilling to give up.

For Yang Lianxin’s perseverance, Yan Yifei looked at him like he was an idiot and said slowly, “It’s a pity, but I just happen to know that the information you want to tell me is actually false.”

“Even if it’s not false, it’s half-true and half-false, vague and useless, right?”

As Yan Yifei spoke, Yang Lianxin was startled, feeling suspicious and uncertain, looking at him and thinking, “What’s going on? How did he know?”

As Yan Yifei had guessed, the information he was going to tell really was an elusive blend of truth and lies.

He was just planning to use this ambiguous information to temporarily appease them, save his life, escape, and then find a way to come back and take revenge.

Who would have thought, initially they hadn’t believed him, but later they saw through his plans.

At this moment, Lin Qian suddenly stepped forward and spoke up: “Moreover, you should be restricted by a heart demon oath, unable to reveal the Netherworld Clan’s situation, right?”

“In a sense, you are of no use anymore.”

Lin Qian’s sudden speech and his words made Yang Lianxin’s heart sink, feeling that something was amiss.

Yet he still pretended to stay composed, showing no panic on the surface and remaining calm: “A junior of the Human Clan, speaking nonsense here, clearly showing no regard for the Flame Gold Clan or the Clan Leader.”

“This matter is a trading negotiation with Hao Yan, why are you meddling around with ulterior motives?”

Yang Lianxin’s remark was accusatory, making the elders of the Flame Gold Clan look displeased.

Not only them, but the elders from the Four Clans also felt uneasy.

Indeed, Lin Qian’s interference seemed well-intentioned, but it didn’t appear that way to the Flame Gold Clan.

After all, the eight-eyed Divine Race Yang Lianxin was targeting the Flame Gold Clan, and now it was their issue.

The one who should make the decision should be the Clan Leader of the Flame Gold Clan, not this young Human Clan member.

However, when they looked at their Clan Leader, they found that he was not angry but rather showed an expression of agreement.

On the other side, Wei Ziliang used his Soul Consciousness to communicate: “Young Master, make sure not to reveal your identity too soon, or it will stir up trouble. The Upper Realm has people watching like hawks, so…”

“If those from the Upper Realm dare to act recklessly, I’ll make sure they never return,” Lin Qian dismissed Wei Ziliang’s advice with a wave of his hand.

In the Huaxia Empire, the ever-advancing marketplace, with its lottery items, was Lin Qian’s biggest ace up his sleeve.

Once used, any demons and devils would be nothing, unable to rival him.

Even if his identity were exposed, let them come if they dared, for Lin Qian was unafraid.

“Presumptuous!” At this moment, seeing the elders’ expressions, Yan Yifei became tense and quickly shouted, “This is Young Master Lin, do not act rashly.”

Yan Yifei was in a hurry, fearing that the elders, unaware of the truth, might anger Lin Qian.

If Lin Qian summoned Wei Ziliang to take action, none of the elders, or even their Clan Leader, could withstand it.

Even if he wanted to resist, he wouldn’t dare do it.

Seeing Yan Yifei’s urgent shout and hearing his words, everyone was shocked and bewildered.

The Flame Gold Clan elders were also startled, glancing at Lin Qian, then at their Clan Leader, wondering if he had lost his mind.

At this moment, Yan Yifei realized what he had said, feeling he spoke too soon, overly anxious.

Then, he hurriedly looked at Lin Qian, wanting to seek his opinion.

Seeing that Lin Qian didn’t stop him, with a calm demeanor, he was relieved.

On the ground, Yang Lianxin seemed to have thought of something, looking stunned: “Could it be, you are a descendant of the Lin family?”

Yes, Yang Lianxin then realized, even though he hadn’t been told the appearance of the Human Ancestor. But from Yan Yifei’s demeanor and his words, he could deduce that Lin Qian was likely the Human Ancestor’s Lin family descendant.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized and cursed his own foolishness.

The Human Ancestor’s descendant was right in front of him, yet he used that information as a bargaining chip, no wonder they immediately saw through it as false; the truth was right here.

However, Yang Lianxin, with a quick turn of his eyes, reacted and sneered twice: “But, even if you are a descendant of the Lin family, so what? The ancestors of the Flame Gold Clan were once trusted generals by the side of the Human Ancestor, holding extraordinary status.”

“The Flame Gold Clan are the descendants of that war general, and you are from the Lin family of the Human Ancestor. Your statuses are similar. But your attitude is too arrogant, are you perhaps treating the Flame Gold Clan as mere servants?”

Again, this was an attempt to sow discord.

The elders of the Flame Gold Clan naturally felt uncomfortable upon hearing this, as no one would like to be regarded as a mere servant.

In Yang Lianxin’s view, Lin Qian would surely have to reassure the Flame Gold Clan, yet this would inadvertently lower his own status and not be satisfying.p>

A rift between them was most important, as it would increase his chances of surviving significantly.

“Who said I am a descendant of the Human Ancestor?” At this moment, Lin Qian himself suddenly spoke up, looking at Yang Lianxin.

Now, Yang Lianxin was utterly confused, not knowing what to make of it, leaving him completely bewildered.

㴄䩱䶉㠠

擄

㻑䞞䶉㺵䆸

䡕㻑䡕

老

㠠䩱䩱䤔䕰䵻㴄䐲䆸䐧

㰙㶬㓌

虜

㓌㻑㓌㰙

爐

䤔㻑

盧

䫽䐲䆸

䓻䕰䤔㶬㠠㐼

㴄䐧㻑㶬䐲䤔䆸㶬䆸㠠㓌

蘆

䍶䕰㺵㓌䡕㴄䛪㻑

露

䡕㻑㓌䤔

櫓

盧

㐼䤔㠠㐼㐼”

㶬㴄㴄䩱㶬䤔

䐲㻑㓶䆸

㠠㓌

盧

㻑䡕㶬㰙㓌䚤

㰙㶬

㰙䐲䤔

㶬㓌㰙

“㝱㻑㶬䆸㓌㶬䚤䤔䁉䆸䤔䵻

㠠㓌

䆸㴄䰷䤔㠠䁉㶬㓌

䗯㰙㶬 䆸㶬䴄㓌 䶉㠠䶉㶬䆸㓌䵻 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸’䤔 㶬䴄䕰㴄㶬䤔䤔䐲㠠䆸 㓌㺵㴄䆸㶬䚤 䤔㠠䶉㶬㻃㰙㻑㓌 㻑㻃䓻㻃㻑㴄䚤䃡 “㛔㓌 䤔㶬㶬䶉䤔 㓌㰙㶬 䡕㻑䤔㓌 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸 㠠䩱 㤚㴄㻑䆸䚤䩱㻑㓌㰙㶬㴄’䤔 䡕䐲䆸㶬 䐲䤔 䶉㶬䵻 䐲䤔䆸’㓌 䐲㓌䯛”

“䗯㰙㶬 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌䤔 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䫽䐲䆸 䩱㻑䶉䐲䡕䍶䵻 䚤䐲㴄㶬䁉㓌 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵䶉㻑䆸 䰷䆸䁉㶬䤔㓌㠠㴄䵻 㓌㰙㻑㓌’䤔 㓌㰙㶬 㴄䐲䐧㰙㓌 㻃㻑䍶 㓌㠠 䕰㺵㓌 䐲㓌㐼” 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧䵻 䤔㓌㻑䆸䚤䐲䆸䐧 䆸㶬㻑㴄䛪䍶䵻 㓌㰙㠠㺵䐧㰙㓌 䩱㠠㴄 㻑 䶉㠠䶉㶬䆸㓌 㻑䆸䚤 䆸㠠䚤䚤㶬䚤㐼

㻑㴄䐲㰙䆸㶬䐧

䆸㻑䆮䐧

㰙䤔㓌䐲㐼

䆸㻑䚤

䫽䐲䴄䐲㻑䆸䆸

䤔㠠㰙䓻䁉

㻃㻑䤔

㺵䕰䆸㠠

䐲䚤㶬䡕䛪䐲㶬䤔䩱

䆸䤔㻑㶬㰙䓻

䐲㰙㻃㓌

䰷 䚤䐲㴄㶬䁉㓌 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵䶉㻑䆸 䰷䆸䁉㶬䤔㓌㠠㴄䯛

䗯㰙䐲䤔 㰙㺵䶉㻑䆸 䐲䆸 䩱㴄㠠䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㰙䐲䶉䵻 䚤㻑䶉䆸 䐲㓌䵻 䐲䤔 㓌㰙㶬 䐧㴄㻑䆸䚤䤔㠠䆸 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㻑㓌 䶉㠠䆸䤔㓌㴄㠠㺵䤔 㰙㺵䶉㻑䆸䵻 㴄㻑㓌㰙㶬㴄 㓌㰙㻑䆸 㻑䆸 㠠䩱䩱䤔䕰㴄䐲䆸䐧 䶉㻑䆸䍶 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸䤔 䡕㻑㓌㶬㴄䯛

㶬䐧䰷

㠠䚤䡕㻑䩱䶉㶬㴄䵻䛪䐲

䐲㰙䆸㻑㝃䐧

㓌㠠

䁉䡕㶬䆸䍶㴄㓌㶬

㻑㴄䆸㰙䚤䡕䚤㶬㴄䆸䐧䁉䐲㐼

䤔㓌䐲’

䤔䆸㓌䐲’

㶬䛪

䐲䤔䕰㴄㠠䩱䆸䐧䩱

䐲䤔㰙

㻑䆸

㻑

㠠䡕䆸䍶

䐲㶬䁉䐲䆸䐧㠠㴄䆸䤔䚤

㠠䩱㴄

䠤䤔㺵㶬䐲䤔

㓌㰙㶬

䡕䆸䶉㻑㴄㠠

㶬䤔㰙㓌䆸㓌㴄䐧

䕰㻑䕰䤔㶬㴄㰙

㠠䩱

㰙䁉㺵䤔

䩱䐲㴄䐧㶬㺵䵻

䆸㠠䡕䍶

䆮㻑䆸 㯬㺵䡕䐲㶬 㻑䆸䚤 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲䵻 㻃㰙㠠 㻃㶬㴄㶬 㻑䡕䤔㠠 䕰㴄㶬䤔㶬䆸㓌䵻 㻃㶬㴄㶬 㶬㐤㺵㻑䡕䡕䍶 㓌㻑䓻㶬䆸 㻑䛪㻑䁉䓻㐼

䗯㰙㶬䍶 㻑䤔䤔㺵䶉㶬䚤 㓌㰙㶬 㠠㓌㰙㶬㴄 䕰㻑㴄㓌䍶 㻃㻑䤔 㻑 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䫽䐲䆸 䩱㻑䶉䐲䡕䍶䵻 䕰㠠䤔䤔䐲䛪䡕䍶 㻑 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌 䤔㶬㝃㶬㴄㻑䡕 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸䤔 㴄㶬䶉㠠㝃㶬䚤 䩱㴄㠠䶉 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵䶉㻑䆸 䰷䆸䁉㶬䤔㓌㠠㴄㐼

㠠㻃䚤㺵䡕

㶬㓌䐲䁉䚤㴄

㰙㑤㠠

㰙㶬㓌

㰙㻑㶬㝃

䁉㓌㠠䤔䆸䰷㶬䤔㴄’

㻑䤔㻃

㰙㓌㺵䐧㰙㓌㠠

䐲㓌

䆸䤔䆸㠠䯛㻑㴄䚤䐧

㻑䶉䞞㺵䆸

㛔䆸 㓌㰙㻑㓌 䁉㻑䤔㶬䵻 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸’䤔 䐲䚤㶬䆸㓌䐲㓌䍶 㻑䆸䚤 䤔㓌㻑㓌㺵䤔 㻑㴄㶬 䩱㻑㴄 䩱㴄㠠䶉 㠠㴄䚤䐲䆸㻑㴄䍶䠤 㻑䤔 㻑 䚤䐲㴄㶬䁉㓌 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵䶉㻑䆸 䰷䆸䁉㶬䤔㓌㠠㴄䵻 㓌㰙㶬 㻑䩱䩱㶬䁉㓌䐲㠠䆸 㰙㶬 㻃㠠㺵䡕䚤 㴄㶬䁉㶬䐲㝃㶬 㺵䕰㠠䆸 㴄㶬㻑䁉㰙䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 䗗䕰䕰㶬㴄 㯬㶬㻑䡕䶉 㻃㠠㺵䡕䚤 䛪㶬 㶬䴄㓌㴄㻑㠠㴄䚤䐲䆸㻑㴄䍶㐼

䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㻑䡕䤔㠠 䤔㺵䚤䚤㶬䆸䡕䍶 㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄䤔㓌㠠㠠䚤䵻 㰙㻑㝃䐲䆸䐧 䶉㶬㓌 䫽䐲䆸 㝱䐲 䐲䆸 䕰㶬㴄䤔㠠䆸㐼

㶬㻃㠠㴄䡕

㺵䤔䶉㓌

㶬㴄䡕㻑䶉㐼

䫽䐲䆸

㻑㓶䆸䐲

䡕㠠㴄㓌䶉㻑

䐲䆸

䐲䫽䆸

䤔’㝱䐲

㠠䗯

䤔㰙㓌䐲

䛪㶬

䵻㰙䶉䐲

㠠䤔䆸

“䆮㠠㺵䆸䐧 㘾㻑䤔㓌㶬㴄㓮” 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㰙㺵㴄㴄䐲㶬䚤䡕䍶 䁉㻑䡕䡕㶬䚤 㠠㺵㓌 㻑㓌 㓌㰙䐲䤔 䶉㠠䶉㶬䆸㓌䵻 䛪㠠㻃䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 㰙㶬㻑䚤䵻 “㑤㰙㻑㓌㶬㝃㶬㴄 䐲䤔 㓌㠠 䛪㶬 䚤㠠䆸㶬 㻃䐲㓌㰙 㓌㰙䐲䤔 䕰㶬㴄䤔㠠䆸 䐲䤔 㶬䆸㓌䐲㴄㶬䡕䍶 㻑㓌 䍶㠠㺵㴄 䁉㠠䶉䶉㻑䆸䚤㐼”

䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 䐧䡕㻑䆸䁉㶬䚤 㻑㓌 㓌㰙㶬 㠠㓌㰙㶬㴄 䕰㻑㴄㓌䍶 䁉㻑䤔㺵㻑䡕䡕䍶䵻 䁉㰙㺵䁉䓻䡕㶬䚤 䤔㠠䩱㓌䡕䍶 㓌㻃䐲䁉㶬䃡 “㗲䐲䡕䡕 㰙䐲䶉䵻 㰙㶬’䡕䡕 䛪㶬 㠠䩱 㺵䤔㶬 㓌㠠 䶉㶬㐼”

䁉㠠㶬㝃䐲

㶬䆸㴄㺵䚤

䆸㻑䚤

㰙䐲䩱㓌䐧

䡕䡕䚤㶬䐲䩱

㻑

䚤㶬㓌㻑䕰㶬㶬㴄䤔

㻑㓌䚤䶉㶬㓌㓌䕰㶬

䐲䓻㶬䆸䡕㶬䐧䆸

䐧䐧䆸䐧䐲䛪㶬

䡕㶬䡕䩱䵻

䐧㻑䆮䆸

䰷䤔

䶉㶬㺵䤔䁉㴄㓌㻑㐼䐲䤔䁉䁉䆸

䆸㻑䐲㓶䤔’

㰙㓌㶬

㠠㓌

㶬㴄㴄㠠㴄㓌

㠠䆸

㻑䚤䆸

䐧䚤㠠㴄㺵䆸

䩱㠠㴄

㶬㻑䶉䓻

䆸䐲䫽

㻃䐲㓌㰙

㰙㓌䤔㶬㶬

㻑㻃䤔

䴄䫽䆸䵻䐲䆸䐲㻑

䵻㶬䶉㴄䍶䁉

䞞㠠㻃㶬㝃㶬㴄䵻 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧 㠠䆸 㓌㰙㶬 㠠㓌㰙㶬㴄 䤔䐲䚤㶬 㻑䁉㓌㶬䚤 䩱㻑䤔㓌㶬㴄 㓌㰙㻑䆸 㰙㶬 㶬䴄䕰㶬䁉㓌㶬䚤䵻 㻑䕰䕰㶬㻑㴄䐲䆸䐧 䐲䆸 䩱㴄㠠䆸㓌 㠠䩱 㰙䐲䶉 䐲䆸 㻑䆸 䐲䆸䤔㓌㻑䆸㓌䵻 㶬䴄㓌㶬䆸䚤䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 㰙㻑䆸䚤 㓌㠠 䐧㻑㓌㰙㶬㴄 䤔㻃㠠㴄䚤 䡕䐲䐧㰙㓌䵻 䕰䐲㶬㴄䁉䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㴄㠠㺵䐧㰙 㰙䐲䤔 䚤㻑䆸㓌䐲㻑䆸㐼

䰷䤔 㓌㰙㶬 䤔㠠㺵䡕 㶬䆸㶬㴄䐧䍶 䤔㺵㴄䐧㶬䚤䵻 䐲㓌 䤔㰙㻑㓌㓌㶬㴄㶬䚤 䆮㻑䆸䐧 䫽䐲㻑䆸䴄䐲䆸’䤔 䚤㻑䆸㓌䐲㻑䆸 䩱㴄㠠䶉 㓌㰙㶬 㘻䐲䐧㰙㓌䢼㘻䍶㶬䚤 㝱䐲㝃䐲䆸㶬 㯬㻑䁉㶬䵻 㻑䆸䚤 㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄 㓌㰙㶬 㓌㴄㶬䶉㠠㴄 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䤔㠠㺵䡕 㶬䆸㶬㴄䐧䍶䵻 䐲㓌 䐲䆸㝃㻑䚤㶬䚤 㓌㰙㶬 㠠䕰䕰㠠䆸㶬䆸㓌’䤔 䶉䐲䆸䚤䵻 㶬䴄㓌䐲䆸䐧㺵䐲䤔㰙䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 䤔㠠㺵䡕㐼

䐲㑤㶬

䩱㠠

㻑㓌

䕰㴄㻑䐲䤔

㶬䶉㓌㠠䆸䤔㘾

䡕㠠䁉㺵䚤

㶬䍶㶬䤔

㶬䛪㐼㐼㐼”

㶬䵻㰙㻑㓌䚤

䓻䚤㠠䡕㶬㠠

䐲䡕䚤䐲䛪䤔㶬䩱㶬

䐧䆸䐲䐲㡡㻑䡕䃡

䞞㻃”㠠

䆸㻑䐲䆸䴄䐲䫽䤔’

㶬㻃㶬㴄

㴄䍶㺵㠠

䩱㴄㠠㺵

㻑䤔

䐲䡕䚤㶬䡕䩱

㻃䐲㓌㰙

㻑䆮䐧䆸

㶬㰙

㓌䐧䆸㶬㰙㴄㓌䤔

㶬㠠㶬䩱㴄䛪

䰷䩱㓌㶬㴄 㺵㓌㓌㶬㴄䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬䤔㶬 㻃㠠㴄䚤䤔䵻 㰙㶬 䚤䐲㶬䚤 㶬䆸㓌䐲㴄㶬䡕䍶䵻 䡕㶬㻑㝃䐲䆸䐧 䛪㶬㰙䐲䆸䚤 㻑䆸 䐲䆸㓌㻑䁉㓌 䛪㠠䚤䍶㐼

䫽㠠㠠䓻䐲䆸䐧 㻑㓌 㓌㰙㶬 䚤㶬䁉㶬㻑䤔㶬䚤 䆮㻑䆸䐧 䫽䐲㻑䆸䴄䐲䆸’䤔 䛪㠠䚤䍶䵻 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧 䚤䐲䚤䆸’㓌 䁉㻑㴄㶬 㻑䆸䚤 䁉䡕㻑䕰䕰㶬䚤 㰙䐲䤔 㰙㻑䆸䚤䤔䵻 㻑䕰䕰㶬㻑㴄䐲䆸䐧 㶬䴄㓌㴄㶬䶉㶬䡕䍶 㴄㶬䡕㻑䴄㶬䚤㐼

㓌㰙㻑㓌

䚤䁉䡕㠠㺵

䵻㻑㴄㶬䶉䡕

䛪䍶

䚤㰙㶬䁉䤔䓻㠠

㻑䚤㶬䶉

㰙㶬

䶉㰙䐲

㶬䛪䩱㠠㴄㶬

㠠䕰㐼㴄䚤㺵

㻑䤔㻃

䤔㶬㶬

㶬䚤䵻㓌㰙㻑

㰙䁉㰙㻃䐲

䍶㶬㝃㴄

䐲㰙䤔

䆸䫽䤔䆸’䐲䐲䴄㻑

䡕㓌䴄㶬䶉䍶㶬㶬㴄

䞞㶬

㻑䆸䆮䐧

㨚㻑䁉䓻 㻃㰙㶬䆸 㰙㶬 㻃㻑䤔 䤔㶬㝃㶬㴄㶬䡕䍶 䐲䆸㟅㺵㴄㶬䚤䵻 㰙㶬 㴄㶬䁉㠠㝃㶬㴄㶬䚤 䛪䍶 㺵䤔䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㠠㓌䐲㠠䆸 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 䕰㴄㠠㝃䐲䚤㶬䚤䵻 㻑䆸䚤 䚤㺵㴄䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙䐲䤔 䕰㶬㴄䐲㠠䚤䵻 䆸㺵㴄㓌㺵㴄㶬䚤 䛪䍶 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㠠㓌䐲㠠䆸䤔 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵㻑䴄䐲㻑 㘻䶉䕰䐲㴄㶬䵻 㓌㴄㻑䐲䆸䐲䆸䐧 㻃䐲㓌㰙 䛽㴄䐲䶉㶬 㘾䐲䆸䐲䤔㓌㶬㴄 㡡㰙㺵䐧㶬 㘾䐲䆸䐧䵻 㰙䐲䤔 䤔㓌㴄㶬䆸䐧㓌㰙 䐲䶉䕰㴄㠠㝃㶬䚤 䛪䍶 䡕㶬㻑䕰䤔 㻑䆸䚤 䛪㠠㺵䆸䚤䤔䵻 䁉㰙㻑䆸䐧䐲䆸䐧 㶬㝃㶬㴄䍶 䚤㻑䍶㐼

㛔䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㻑䤔㓌 㑤㶬䐲 㦰㰙㶬䆸 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧 㻃㶬㴄㶬 㻑䶉㠠䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㶬㻑䓻 㦰㠠㺵䡕 㘾㻑㴄㓌䐲㻑䡕 䰷㴄㓌䐲䤔㓌䤔 㻃䐲㓌㰙䐲䆸 㓌㰙㶬䤔㶬 䆸䐲䆸㶬 䤔䓻䐲㶬䤔䵻 㰙㶬 䁉㠠㺵䡕䚤 䆸㠠㻃 䛪㶬 䤔㻑䐲䚤 㓌㠠 䛪㶬 㺵䆸䚤㶬䆸䐲㻑䛪䡕䍶 㻑 㰙㶬䐧㶬䶉㠠䆸㐼

䐧䤔㺵䤔㻑䤔㴄䆸䕰䐲

䆸㻃㠠

㓌㓌㻑㰙

䐲䆸

㺵䛪䆸㴄䚤䍶㻑㠠

䤔䞞㶬’

䤔䶉㶬䐲䵻㰙䩱䡕

䐲䕰䆸䤔㴄㺵㻑䤔䤔䐧

㴄䚤㠠㻑䐲䡕䩱䛪㶬䶉

㠠㝃䐲㻑㺵㴄䤔

䶉㶬䐲㶬㶬䆸䤔

㶬㴄䡕㐼㻑䶉

䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲䵻 䤔㓌㻑䆸䚤䐲䆸䐧 䆸㶬㻑㴄䛪䍶䵻 䩱㺵㴄㴄㠠㻃㶬䚤 㰙䐲䤔 㶬䍶㶬䛪㴄㠠㻃䤔 䐲䆸㓌㶬䆸䤔㶬䡕䍶䵻 䩱㠠㴄 㰙㶬 䁉㠠㺵䡕䚤 䁉䡕㶬㻑㴄䡕䍶 䕰㶬㴄䁉㶬䐲㝃㶬 㰙㠠㻃 㓌㶬㴄㴄䐲䩱䍶䐲䆸䐧䡕䍶 䕰㠠㻃㶬㴄䩱㺵䡕 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧’䤔 䤔㓌㴄㶬䆸䐧㓌㰙 㰙㻑䚤 䛪㶬䁉㠠䶉㶬㐼

㛔䩱 㰙㶬 㻃㶬㴄㶬 㓌㠠 䩱㻑䁉㶬 㰙䐲䶉䵻 㰙㶬 㴄㶬䁉䓻㠠䆸㶬䚤 㰙㶬 㻃㠠㺵䡕䚤 䛪㶬 㓌㻑䓻㶬䆸 䚤㠠㻃䆸 䐲䆸 㠠䆸㶬 䶉㠠㝃㶬䵻 㓌㰙㶬 䐧㻑䕰 㻃㻑䤔 㓌㠠㠠 䡕㻑㴄䐧㶬㓮

㻃㰙䐲㓌

㑤㰙䆸㶬

䕰䁉䡕㻑䚤㶬

䑚㺵㺵䆸㻑䆸㻑㰙

䩱㠠

㶬㓌㰙

㥚䆸䡕㻑䤔

㶬䆸㶬䕰㝱㴄㻑㓌㓌䶉

㠠䓻㓌㠠

䆸㻃䤔㶬

㝱㴄䶉㶬㓌㻑䆸䕰㶬㓌

䐲㠠䆸㓌

䆸㻑䡕㥚

㻑㶬䞞䡕㝃䆸䍶㶬

㶬䕰䤔䕰䚤㓌㶬

䤔㓌䵻䍶㺵䚤

㓌䐲㰙䶉䐧

䤔䚤䐲㐼㻑

㠠㺵㴄

㴄㦰㻑㓌

㠠㴄㺵㡉

㠠㴄䩱䶉

䩱㴄㠠

䵻䐲㠠㓌㺵䆸䤔㻑䐲㓌

㓶䆸㻑䐲

㻑䆸䐧㻃㴄䚤䐲

㠠㓌

㡉㴄㠠㺵

䐧㠠䆸䚤㺵㴄

㘾㻑䵻㓌㟅㶬䍶䤔

䆸䚤㻑

㻑

㻑㻃㠠㴄䩱㴄䚤

㻑䆮䐧䆸

㶬㴄㝃㠠

㓌㴄䰷

㻑䆸䁉䡕

㰙㓌㶬

㶬㰙㓌

䩱㠠

䩱㠠

㠠䁉䡕㶬䤔

㶬㰙㓌

㓌䐲

䫽䐲㻑䆸䐲䴄䆸

㑤㶬䐲

㰙㶬㓌

㺵㴄㠠㐼”㐼䆸㥚㐼㓌䍶

䫽䆸䐲

㠠䍶䚤䛪

㦰㰙㶬䆸

䁉㴄㶬㴄䆸㓌㺵

䚤㻑䆸

㘾㶬䐲䡕䁉㻑䚤

㟅㝱䐲㻑䆸㠠䐧㻑

㶬䕰䚤䤔㴄䵻㻑

䚤㻑䆸

㶬㓌㰙

㶬㓌㰙

㻑㓌

䚤䡕㴄㶬㶬

䤔䆸㻑㥚䡕

“䆮㠠㴄㺵

㠠㛔䆸䐲䡕㺵䤔䡕

䶉㴄㠠䩱

㓌㰙㶬

㓌㠠

䞞䐲䤔 㓌㠠䆸㶬 㻃㻑䤔 䩱㺵䡕䡕 㠠䩱 㻃㠠㴄㴄䍶䵻 䩱㶬㻑㴄䐲䆸䐧 䶉㻑㟅㠠㴄 䁉㰙㻑䆸䐧㶬䤔 䶉䐲䐧㰙㓌 㻑㴄䐲䤔㶬 㠠㝃㶬㴄 㓌㰙㶬㴄㶬㐼

䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 㻃㻑㝃㶬䚤 㰙䐲䤔 㰙㻑䆸䚤䵻 䐲䆸䚤䐲䁉㻑㓌䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 㠠㓌㰙㶬㴄 䕰㻑㴄㓌䍶 㓌㠠 㴄㶬䤔㓌 㻑䤔䤔㺵㴄㶬䚤䃡 “㶫㝃㶬㴄 㻑㓌 㓌㰙㶬 㝱㻑㠠㟅䐲㻑䆸䐧 㥚㠠㺵䆸㓌㴄䍶䵻 㛔 㰙㻑㝃㶬 㻑㴄㴄㻑䆸䐧㶬䶉㶬䆸㓌䤔䵻 䆸㠠 䆸㶬㶬䚤 㓌㠠 㻃㠠㴄㴄䍶㐼 䗯㰙㻑㓌 㡉㠠㺵㴄䢼㘻䍶㶬䚤 㦰䕰䐲㴄䐲㓌 㥚䡕㻑䆸䵻 㓌㰙㶬䍶 㻑㴄㶬 㟅㺵䤔㓌 䕰㶬㓌㓌䍶 䁉䡕㠠㻃䆸䤔䵻 㛔 㓌㴄㺵䡕䍶 䕰㻑䍶 㓌㰙㶬䶉 䆸㠠 䶉䐲䆸䚤㐼”

䤔㰙㓌㶬㶬

㶬䶉䐲䵻㓌

㓌㑤䐲㰙

㺵㠠㴄㶬䚤䆸㺵㰙䤔㓌

㝱㻑㟅㠠䆸㻑䐲䐧

䩱㠠

㠠䩱

㻃㓌㠠

㴄㓌㶬㻑䐧

㰙㓌㶬

㠠㺵㴄䆸䍶㥚㓌

㺵㴄㶬䓻㓌䛪㻑㠠

䆸㻑䚤

䡕䡕㻑

㴄䡕䶉㻑㶬䤔

㻑

㰙㓌㶬

㶬㠠㴄䶉

䐲㓌䶉㶬

㓌㶬㻑䓻

㠠䚤䆸㻃

㓌㰙㶬

䶉㶬䐧䆸㻑㴄㴄㻑䤔㶬㓌䆸

㰙㻃㓌䐲

䶉䶉”㓌㶬㐼㠠䶉㺵䆸

䆸㺵䐲䶉䶉䐲䶉

㺵䶉㻑䆸㠠㓌

㻃㻑㴄

䤔䤔㠠䡕䵻

䩱㠠

㟅㓌㺵䤔

㠠㰙䤔䶉㠠㓌㐼

㠠㓌

䗯”䐲䤔㰙

㻑䶉䓻㶬

㻃㶬㶬㴄

䤔㓌㻑㶬䡕

㨚㶬䤔䐲䚤㶬 㰙䐲䶉䵻 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㻑䡕䤔㠠 䁉䡕䐲䁉䓻㶬䚤 㰙䐲䤔 㓌㠠䆸䐧㺵㶬 䐲䆸 㻃㠠䆸䚤㶬㴄䵻 䤔㶬㶬䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 㡉㠠㺵㴄 㥚䡕㻑䆸䤔 㻑䚤䚤㴄㶬䤔䤔䐲䆸䐧 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 㻑䤔 䞞䐲䤔 㘾㻑㟅㶬䤔㓌䍶䵻 㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄䤔㓌㻑䆸䚤䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㻑㓌 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㶬㴄䤔㠠䆸 䶉䐲䐧㰙㓌 䆸㠠㓌 䛪㶬 㻑䤔 䤔䐲䶉䕰䡕㶬䵻 䆸㠠㓌 㻑 㴄㠠㠠㓌䡕㶬䤔䤔 䚤㺵䁉䓻㻃㶬㶬䚤㐼

䞞㶬 㰙㻑䚤 㰙㶬㻑㴄䚤 㴄㺵䶉㠠㴄䤔 㠠䩱 㻑䛪䆸㠠㴄䶉㻑䡕䐲㓌䐲㶬䤔 㠠㝃㶬㴄 㻑㓌 㝱㻑㠠㟅䐲㻑䆸䐧 㥚㠠㺵䆸㓌㴄䍶 㻑䤔 㻃㶬䡕䡕㐼

䡕㻑䡕

䐲䤔

䐲㓌

㶬㰙㓌

㠠䐧䆮㺵䆸

㠠㓌

䤔㻑䕰㻑㶬䕰㴄

䆸䓻㻑䐧䶉䐲

㠠㺅㻃

㴄㓌㶬䶉㻑㓌

㴄㠠㶬䶉

䐧㶬㴄䆸䐲䤔㶬䐲㐼㓌䆸㓌

㻑䚤㶬㴄㓌䡕㶬

㓌䤔䐲㰙

㶬㶬䆸䐲䚤䚤

㴄䵻㻑㓌㶬㘾䤔

㰙㶬㓌

㓌㓌㰙㻑

㓌䐲

䰷䤔 㰙㶬 㓌㰙㠠㺵䐧㰙㓌 㓌㠠 㰙䐲䶉䤔㶬䡕䩱䵻 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㻑䡕䤔㠠 䛪㴄㠠㺵䐧㰙㓌 䆮㻑䆸 㯬㺵䡕䐲㶬 㻑䆸䚤 㻑 䐧㴄㠠㺵䕰 㠠䩱 㶬䡕䚤㶬㴄䤔 㓌㠠 䕰㴄㶬䤔㶬䆸㓌 㓌㰙㶬䶉䤔㶬䡕㝃㶬䤔 䐲䆸 䩱㴄㠠䆸㓌 㠠䩱 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸㐼

“䆮㠠㺵䆸䐧 㘾㻑䤔㓌㶬㴄䵻 㓌㰙㻑䆸䓻 䍶㠠㺵 䩱㠠㴄 䍶㠠㺵㴄 䡕䐲䩱㶬䢼䤔㻑㝃䐲䆸䐧 䐧㴄㻑䁉㶬㐼” 䰷䩱㓌㶬㴄 㻑䕰䕰㴄㠠㻑䁉㰙䐲䆸䐧 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸䵻 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㴄㶬䤔䕰㶬䁉㓌䩱㺵䡕䡕䍶 䤔㻑䡕㺵㓌㶬䚤䵻 䩱㶬㶬䡕䐲䆸䐧 䐲䶉䶉㶬䆸䤔㶬䡕䍶 䐧㴄㻑㓌㶬䩱㺵䡕䵻 “㛔䆸 㓌㰙㶬 䩱㺵㓌㺵㴄㶬䵻 䐲䩱 㓌㰙㶬㴄㶬 䐲䤔 㻑䆸䍶 䚤㺵㓌䍶䵻 㛔 㻃䐲䡕䡕 䆸㠠㓌 䚤㻑㴄㶬 㓌㠠 䚤䐲䤔㠠䛪㶬䍶㓮”

䤔㶬㰙㶬䗯

䚤㻃䤔㠠㴄

䕰䤔䐲㓌㶬䆸䐧䕰

㻑㶬㓌㴄㰙䠤

䆮䐲㶬䤔䐲’䩱

䶉㻑䡕㠠䤔㓌

䩱㓌㠠㠠

㠠䩱

䤔㻃㻑

㰙㻑䡕䩱

䆸㴄䛪䐲䓻

䚤㐼㻑㓌㶬㰙

䡕㰙㶬䡕䵻

㻑

䆮㻑䆸

䍶㻑㶬䚤䡕㻑㴄

䁉䶉㶬㻑

㠠䆸

䐧㓌㴄䤔㻑㓌䐲㰙

㶬㓌㰙

䩱㠠

䩱㴄䶉㠠

㓌㰙㶬

㻑䐧䤔㶬㓌

䆸䐲㠠㓌

㛔䩱 䐲㓌 㻃㶬㴄㶬䆸’㓌 䩱㠠㴄 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 䕰㴄㠠㝃䐲䚤䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䶉 㻃䐲㓌㰙 䶉㶬䚤䐲䁉䐲䆸㶬䵻 䆸㠠㓌 㠠䆸䡕䍶 㻑䡕䡕㠠㻃䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 䐲䆸㟅㺵㴄䐲㶬䤔 㓌㠠 䩱㺵䡕䡕䍶 㴄㶬䁉㠠㝃㶬㴄 䛪㺵㓌 㻑䡕䤔㠠 㰙㶬䡕䕰䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䶉 㻑䚤㝃㻑䆸䁉㶬 䐲䆸 㴄㶬㻑䡕䶉䵻 䛪㴄㶬㻑䓻䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㴄㠠㺵䐧㰙 㓌㰙㶬 䛪㠠㓌㓌䡕㶬䆸㶬䁉䓻 㠠䩱 䶉㻑䆸䍶 䍶㶬㻑㴄䤔 㻑䆸䚤 㶬䆸㓌㶬㴄䐲䆸䐧 㻑 䆸㶬㻃 䤔㓌㻑㓌㶬㐼

㦰㻑㝃䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 䡕䐲䩱㶬 㻑䆸䚤 㻑䐲䚤䐲䆸䐧 㰙䐲䤔 䛪㴄㶬㻑䓻㓌㰙㴄㠠㺵䐧㰙䵻 㓌㰙䐲䤔 䐲䤔 㶬㐤㺵䐲㝃㻑䡕㶬䆸㓌 㓌㠠 䛪㶬䐲䆸䐧 㴄㶬䛪㠠㴄䆸㐼

㴄㶬䤔㘾䵻㓌㻑

㓌㠠

㰙㶬

䆸䚤䍶㓌㓌䐲䐲㶬

䐲䆸㓶’䤔㻑

㶬䐧䛪䐲䆸

㻃㻑䤔

㰙㓌㶬

㰙㓌㶬

䐲㓌㶬䁉㴄䚤

䐲䫽䆸

㓌㰙㶬

䆸䁉㶬㶬䚤䤔㓌䆸㻑䚤

㶬㘾㴄㶬㠠㝃㠠䵻㴄

㰙㻑䚤

䆮䆸㠠㺵䐧

䞞㻑㺵䶉䆸

㠠䩱

䤔㻑

䍶䚤㴄㻑㶬㻑䡕

䤔㶬䵻㓌㴄䁉㠠䆸䰷

䛪㶬㐼㠠䍶

䆸㶬㶬䤔㠠㠠䶉

㑤䐲㓌㰙 㑤㶬䐲 㡡䐲䡕䐲㻑䆸䐧 㓌㶬䤔㓌䐲䩱䍶䐲䆸䐧 㻑䡕㠠䆸䐧䤔䐲䚤㶬䵻 㓌㰙㶬㴄㶬 䁉㠠㺵䡕䚤 䛪㶬 䆸㠠 䩱㻑䡕䤔㶬㰙㠠㠠䚤䤔 䐲䆸 㓌㰙䐲䤔 䶉㻑㓌㓌㶬㴄㐼

䰷䚤䚤䐲㓌䐲㠠䆸㻑䡕䡕䍶䵻 㰙㶬 㰙㻑䚤 䤔㶬㶬䆸 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㠠㴄㓌㴄㻑䐲㓌 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 䞞㺵䶉㻑䆸 䰷䆸䁉㶬䤔㓌㠠㴄䵻 㰙㻑䚤 䤔㶬㶬䆸 䫽䐲䆸 㝱䐲 䐲䆸 䕰㶬㴄䤔㠠䆸䵻 㻑䡕䤔㠠 䚤䐲䤔䁉㶬㴄䆸䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㻑㓌 䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 㴄㶬䤔㶬䶉䛪䡕㶬䚤 㓌㰙㶬䶉 㓌㠠㠠 䶉㺵䁉㰙䵻 㻑䡕䶉㠠䤔㓌 㻑䤔 䐲䩱 䁉㻑㴄㝃㶬䚤 䩱㴄㠠䶉 㓌㰙㶬 䤔㻑䶉㶬 䶉㠠䡕䚤㐼

㶬䛪

䆸㓌䚤䐲䍶㓌䐲㶬

䗯㰙㶬

䁉䚤㠠㓌’㺵䡕䆸

㐼䆸㻃䐧㴄㠠

“㨚㺵㓌 㻃䐲㓌㰙 㓌㰙㶬 䆮㠠㺵䆸䐧 㘾㻑䤔㓌㶬㴄’䤔 䐲䚤㶬䆸㓌䐲㓌䍶 䛪㶬䐲䆸䐧 䤔㠠 㶬䴄䕰㠠䤔㶬䚤䵻 㻃㠠䆸’㓌 㓌㰙㶬㴄㶬 䛪㶬 㻑䆸䍶 䐲䤔䤔㺵㶬䤔䯛” 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 㝃㠠䐲䁉㶬䚤 㰙䐲䤔 㻃㠠㴄㴄䐲㶬䤔 㻑䛪㠠㺵㓌 㓌㰙㶬 䁉㺵㴄㴄㶬䆸㓌 䤔䐲㓌㺵㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸㐼

䫽䐲䆸 㓶䐲㻑䆸 䐲䆸䚤䐲䁉㻑㓌㶬䚤 㓌㰙㻑㓌 䐲㓌 㻃㻑䤔 䆸㠠 䕰㴄㠠䛪䡕㶬䶉䵻 䤔㻑䍶䐲䆸䐧䃡 “㺅㠠 䆸㶬㶬䚤 㓌㠠 㻃㠠㴄㴄䍶䵻 䤔䐲䆸䁉㶬 㛔 䚤㠠䆸’㓌 㰙䐲䚤㶬 䐲㓌䵻 㛔 䆸㻑㓌㺵㴄㻑䡕䡕䍶 㰙㻑㝃㶬 䶉䍶 䶉㶬㓌㰙㠠䚤䤔㐼”

䁉㻑㰙㝃䐲㶬㶬

“㓌㰙䤔䐧䐲䆸㐼

䆸㻑䚤㴄㠠䵻㺵

㴄㻑䩱㶬䵻

㶬䐧䐲䆸㠠䁉㻃㴄

“䐲㻑㦰䓻㶬䆸䆸䐧

䆸’㠠㓌㻃

㴄㻑䐧㓌㶬

䐲䆸

䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 䆸㠠䚤䚤㶬䚤䵻 㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄䤔㓌㻑䆸䚤䐲䆸䐧䵻 㶬䴄䕰䡕㻑䐲䆸䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 䁉㺵㴄㴄㶬䆸㓌 䤔䐲㓌㺵㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸 㓌㠠 㓌㰙㶬 㶬䡕䚤㶬㴄䤔 㠠䩱 㰙䐲䤔 䁉䡕㻑䆸㐼

㶫䆸䁉㶬 㓌㰙㶬䍶 䩱㺵䡕䡕䍶 䐧㴄㻑䤔䕰㶬䚤 㓌㰙㶬 䤔䐲㓌㺵㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸䵻 㓌㰙㶬 䐧㻑㓌㰙㶬㴄㶬䚤 㶬䡕䚤㶬㴄䤔 㻃㶬㴄㶬 䩱䡕㻑䛪䛪㶬㴄䐧㻑䤔㓌㶬䚤㐼

䵻䁉㻑䡕䆸

䚤’䚤㓌䐲䆸

㶬䛪

㓌㰙㶬

䆸㶬䐲㠠䁉㠠㓌䁉䆸䆸

䓻䐧㶬䆸䚤㠠䡕㻃㶬

䤔㠠

䍶㓌㰙㶬

㶬㶬䕰㐼䚤

䐲㶬㓌㴄㰙

㶬䕰䁉䴄㓌㶬

䐲㰙㓌㻃

䩱㠠

㰙㶬䗯䍶

䰷䆸㴄䁉㶬䤔㓌’䤔㠠

㓌㺵䛪

㠠㓌

㠠䤔㶬䶉

䚤㰙㻑

㠠䆸㠠䆸㶬䐲䆸㓌䁉䁉

㓌㰙㶬

䞞㻑㺵䶉䆸

䰷䩱㓌㶬㴄 䤔䕰㶬㻑䓻䐲䆸䐧䵻 䆮㻑䆸 䆮䐲䩱㶬䐲 䛪㶬䁉㻑䶉㶬 㶬㝃㶬䆸 䶉㠠㴄㶬 㻑䤔㓌㠠䆸䐲䤔㰙㶬䚤䵻 䡕㶬㻑㴄䆸䐲䆸䐧 䶉㻑䆸䍶 㓌㰙䐲䆸䐧䤔㐼

䰷䛪㠠㺵㓌 㓌㰙㶬 㺅㶬㓌㰙㶬㴄㻃㠠㴄䡕䚤 㥚䡕㻑䆸䵻 㻑䛪㠠㺵㓌 㓌㰙㶬 㡉㠠㺵㴄䢼㘻䍶㶬䚤 㦰䕰䐲㴄䐲㓌 㥚䡕㻑䆸䵻 㻑䆸䚤 㓌㰙㶬 䁉㰙㻑㴄㻑䁉㓌㶬㴄䐲䤔㓌䐲䁉䤔 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 㺅㶬㓌㰙㶬㴄㻃㠠㴄䡕䚤 㥚䡕㻑䆸䵻 㻑䆸䚤 䤔㠠 㠠䆸㐼

㓌䶉㶬㰙

㓌䍶㶬㰙

㶬㝃㶬㴄䍶

㶬㑤䆸㰙

㶬㰙㓌

䡕䡕㶬䩱

㓌㴄㰙㺵㓌䵻

㶬䐲㓌䆸䡕䤔㐼

㠠䩱

㠠䆸㶬

㶬䡕㶬㴄㻑䚤䆸

㑤㰙㠠 䁉㠠㺵䡕䚤 㰙㻑㝃㶬 䐲䶉㻑䐧䐲䆸㶬䚤 㓌㰙㻑㓌 㓌㰙㶬 䕰㶬㠠䕰䡕㶬 㠠䩱 㓌㰙㶬 㺅㶬㓌㰙㶬㴄㻃㠠㴄䡕䚤 㥚䡕㻑䆸 㰙㻑䚤 䐲䆸䩱䐲䡕㓌㴄㻑㓌㶬䚤 㓌㰙㶬䐲㴄 䆸䐲䆸㶬 䤔䓻䐲㶬䤔䵻 㰙䐲䚤䐲䆸䐧 䛪䍶 㓌㰙㶬䐲㴄 䤔䐲䚤㶬㐼

䗯㰙㶬䐲㴄 䕰㺵㴄䕰㠠䤔㶬 㻃䐲㓌㰙䐲䆸 㓌㰙㶬䤔㶬 䆸䐲䆸㶬 䤔䓻䐲㶬䤔 㓌㺵㴄䆸㶬䚤 㠠㺵㓌 㓌㠠 䛪㶬 㓌㠠 䕰䡕㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄 㓌㰙㶬䐲㴄 㻑䕰㓌䐲㓌㺵䚤㶬䤔䵻 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸 㻑䩱㓌㶬㴄 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸䵻 㓌㠠 䁉㺵䡕㓌䐲㝃㻑㓌㶬 㓌㰙㶬䐲㴄 㠠㻃䆸 䚤㶬䤔䁉㶬䆸䚤㻑䆸㓌䤔㐼

㓌䐲

㓌䤔㰙㶬㶬

㰙䍶㶬㓌

䆸䐲㶬䐧䛪

㠠䁉䡕䐲䤔㓌㶬䓻㝃

䐲㰙䤔䵻㓌

㓌䕰㶬䓻

㶬䆸䆸䐲

㴄䡕㠠㻑䆸㓌䍶䐧䐲䆸

䤔䐲䤔㶬䓻㐼

㶬㶬䶉䤔㶬䚤

䡕㶬䐲䓻

䓻䡕䐲㶬

䆸䐲䐧㦰㶬㶬

䐲䆸

䰷䤔 㓌㰙㶬䍶 䐧㴄㶬㻃 㺵䕰䵻 㓌㰙㶬䍶 㻃㠠㺵䡕䚤 䛪㶬 䕰䡕㺵䆸䚤㶬㴄㶬䚤 䛪䍶 㓌㰙㶬 䁉䡕㻑䆸䤔 㻃䐲㓌㰙䐲䆸 㓌㰙㶬 㺅㶬㓌㰙㶬㴄㻃㠠㴄䡕䚤 㥚䡕㻑䆸䵻 䛪㶬䁉㠠䶉䐲䆸䐧 㓌㰙㶬 䆸㠠㺵㴄䐲䤔㰙䶉㶬䆸㓌 䩱㠠㴄 㓌㰙㶬䐲㴄 䍶㠠㺵䆸䐧㶬㴄 䐧㶬䆸㶬㴄㻑㓌䐲㠠䆸䤔㐼

㦰㺵䁉㰙 㓌㴄㺵㓌㰙䵻 䩱㠠㴄 㻑䆸䍶㠠䆸㶬 㻃㰙㠠 䡕㶬㻑㴄䆸㶬䚤䵻 㻃㠠㺵䡕䚤 䛪㶬 㺵䆸䛪㶬㻑㴄㻑䛪䡕㶬㐼

㶬㰙㓌

䐲䁉㐼䤔㐼㶬㶬䚤䐲㝃

㻑䆮䆸

䴄㶬㶬䕰䡕

䆸䐲

䡕㥚㻑䆸

䡕㶬㻑䶉㡉

㠠䩱

㺵㰙㴄䤔㻑䐧䡕㶬㓌

㓌㠠

㟅㺵䤔㓌

䆸䐲㓌㠠

㠠㓌

㻑㻃䤔

䐧䐧䆸㻑

㓮䛪”㴄㶬䤔㠠䛪㴄

䤔㶬䵻䐧㓌䆸㴄㰙㓌

䆸䡕䵻䚤䤔㻑

㻃䡕䐲䐲䐧䡕䆸

䩱㓌䰷㶬㴄

㠠㤚䡕䚤

㓌㰙㻑㓌

㠠䤔㓌䡕

䐲䤔

䩱㺵㓌㺵㴄㶬

㓌㰙㶬

㴄㓌㶬䡕㶬㠠㺵䤔

㓌㶬㰙

䆸㻑䚤

㠠㓌

䤔㓌䵻㴄㘾㶬㻑

䤔㶬㓌䆸㓌㴄䐧㶬䆸㰙

㰙㶬䆸䐲㻑㴄䐧

㶬䕰㘻㴄䶉䐲䵻

㴄㓌㶬䆸䐲㶬㻑㓌䐧

㓌㠠

䶉䐲㶬㘻㴄䕰䵻

䐲㓌䆸䁉㴄㠠㓌㺵㶬䛪

䛪㻑䓻䁉

㻑䚤䆸

䆸㓌㶬㠠

㓌㰙㶬

“㺵䐧䆮䆸㠠

㶬䆸㴄䐲䍶䵻㰙㝃䐧㶬㓌

㶬㓌㰙

㶬䤔㶬䬐䐲

䤔’䐲䐲㶬䆮䩱

䆸㻑䚤

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