Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 2179: 2179: Sorry, I Haven't Even Used One-Tenth of My Strength Yet!

Capítulo 2179: Chapter 2179: Sorry, I Haven’t Even Used One-Tenth of My Strength Yet!

“A dozen Nine-Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicines!”

Not only was Yang Xiaotian shocked, even the Master of Holy Realm was astounded.

The Nine-Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicine is extremely rare in this world.

Outside, a great realm might not even have one.

But this place, which holds the secrets to breaking through to the Creator Realm, has managed to cultivate over a dozen such Divine Medicines?!

What kind of Holy Spirit Aura does this place possess to nurture so many Nine-Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicines!

The Master of Holy Realm looked at the Green Sky Ginseng King, his eyes ablaze.

This Green Sky Ginseng King is simply an unparalleled treasure!

Perhaps it even knows other secrets of the Eternal Realm Battlefield.

Thinking of this, the Master of Holy Realm’s figure flickered as he reached out to seize the Green Sky Ginseng King!

However, just as his hand was about to touch the Green Sky Ginseng’s head, suddenly, an astounding Sword Qi broke through the air. The power of this Sword Qi was unlike anything he had seen in his life.

He had no choice but to give up on the Green Sky Ginseng King, transforming into a bolt of lightning and retreating swiftly.

Yang Xiaotian forced the Master of Holy Realm to retreat with one sword stroke, his gaze landing on the Green Sky Ginseng King: “I can save you, but I want to plant an imprint on you.”

The Green Sky Ginseng King’s expression flickered, then he said: “Fine, but you must swear that after I tell you the secret to breaking through to the Creator Realm, you will let me go!”

Yang Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said, “Fine!”

Trading the Green Sky Ginseng King’s life for the secret to breaking through to the Creator Realm and a dozen Nine-Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicines is worth it.

Currently, his Supreme Holy Body has reached the thirty-seventh layer, but he cannot guarantee that he will find the Green Sky Ginseng King before the Eternal Realm Battlefield ends.

Hence, Yang Xiaotian waved one hand, planting an imprint on the Green Sky Ginseng King.

With this imprint, he no longer needed to worry about the Green Sky Ginseng King escaping amid his upcoming battle with the Master of Holy Realm.

The Master of Holy Realm saw Yang Xiaotian completely ignoring him while “trading” with the Green Sky Ginseng King for the secrets of the Creator Realm, his expression dark as water, his body radiating light as he activated the surrounding Thunder Pillars.

The Thunder Pillars spewed infinite lightning.

He was engulfed in the lightning, the holy might from his body soaring to the sky, stirring the Thunder Cloud, causing Heaven and Earth to change color.

“The secrets of the Creator Realm? Yang Xiaotian, do you really think you can leave here alive? These secrets are meant for me alone!”

“I am the pinnacle of the Eternal Realm, what are you? Do you dare lay claim to the secrets of the Creator Realm!”

“Thunder Sky Sword!”

The voice of the Master of Holy Realm echoed across countless miles, his terrifying holy might alerting countless powerful entities.

“Is it His Majesty, the Master of Holy Realm!?”

“His Majesty of Holy Realm is going to engage in battle with the Lord of Three Realms!”

Countless entities rushed over, excited and frenzied.

Since the Eternal Realm Battlefield opened, everyone had been waiting for this battle.

For fifty years they waited.

Finally, the awaited battle has arrived!

Even the First Demon and Blood Ancestor, upon hearing that Yang Xiaotian was going to battle the Master of Holy Realm, hurried over with all speed.

“I wonder who will win this battle!” Blood Ancestor’s eyes sparkled as he spoke.

The First Demon pondered and said, “It will undoubtedly be the Master of Holy Realm! The Holy Realm is the head of the Eternal Realm, and its Origin Power is incomparable to Yang Xiaotian’s Primordial Demon World, Bright Heavenly Realm, or Ancestor Dragon Realm’s Origin Power.”

“Moreover, the Master of Holy Realm has already cultivated ten million Heavenly Fighting Power!”

As the First Demon and Blood Ancestor rushed over, the ancestors of Holy Realm Academy, upon hearing the news, also gathered with excitement.

“Our Majesty will surely slay Yang Xiaotian this time!” The ancestors of Holy Realm Academy exclaimed in excitement.

As countless entities gathered, the Master of Holy Realm swung his sword, an unparalleled Thunder Sword Qi slashing through the Vault Of Heaven, aimed at Yang Xiaotian, striking in a flash.

This unparalleled Thunder Sword Qi seemed to want to split Heaven and Earth, with a faint hint of Kaitian Power!

The Master of Holy Realm stood there like a Creator Lord descending to the world.

Facing this sword stroke empowered by the Thunder Pillars, Yang Xiaotian merely glanced sideways, then punched.

Boom!

Yang Xiaotian’s bare fists directly resisted the Thunder Sky Sword.

Amidst the collision of powers, Heaven and Earth erupted in a thunderous explosion.

The entire realm shook.

Even those rushing over, far away on the horizon, staggered and nearly fell, while the weaker ones spat blood from their mouths.

All were utterly shocked.

Even the Green Sky Ginseng King was startled.

After the explosion subsided,

The ground was left torn apart.

The surrounding mountains were riddled with holes, blasted by the Thunder Sword Qi of the Master of Holy Realm.

The residual power of the two parties continued to howl, tearing at space.

After blasting apart the opponent’s Thunder Sky Sword with a punch, Yang Xiaotian said calmly, “Master of Holy Realm, you better use your Holy Realm Origin, otherwise you don’t even qualify to wound me!”

Don’t even qualify to wound me!

Yang Xiaotian’s voice echoed through Heaven and Earth.

All powerful entities were deeply shaken.

The ancestors of Holy Realm Academy, who arrived, hearing Yang Xiaotian’s words, were furious.

The Master of Holy Realm laughed in extreme anger, “I don’t even qualify to wound you? Yang Xiaotian, you are too arrogant, too ignorant! Just now was merely one-tenth of my power!”

“Even without using the Holy Realm Origin, I can still crush you!”

Saying this, the holy power surged from the Master of Holy Realm as he threw his double fists, ten million Heavenly Power bursting from his fists, aimed to annihilate Yang Xiaotian.

Heavenly Power is Kaitian Power!

It reigns supreme above all worldly powers.

Second only to Creation Power.

With the ten million Heavenly Power unleashed by the Master of Holy Realm, the space seemed to retreat.

This punch undoubtedly boosted the Master of Holy Realm’s power several times over.

Facing this punch, Yang Xiaotian also launched his fists, ten million Heavenly Power roaring forth.

A thunderous boom echoed as their Fist Strength clashed once again.

Yang Xiaotian remained unperturbed, while the Master of Holy Realm involuntarily retreated, several miles back, incredulously looking at Yang Xiaotian: “You, Heavenly Power?! You have actually cultivated Heavenly Power as well!”

The powerful entities far off on the horizon were likewise shocked, incredulous.

Isn’t Heavenly Power something only those at the Tenth Layer Peak of Harmonization can cultivate?

Yang Xiaotian, merely at the Harmonization Second Layer Realm, actually cultivated Heavenly Power! And it was ten million Heavenly Power! No, it even exceeded ten million! Precisely over ten million!

“The Lord of Three Realms is too powerful!”

“The Lord of Three Realms is invincible!”

After recovering from the shock, many powerful entities cheered excitedly.

Yang Xiaotian looked at the shocked Master of Holy Realm and said calmly, “You used one-tenth of your power? Sorry, I haven’t even used one-tenth of mine!”

All drew a sharp intake of breath.

The masters of Holy Realm Academy’s bodies shook with anger.

The Master of Holy Realm’s face darkened, eyes shooting lightning, shouting: “Yang Xiaotian, don’t be so arrogant! I was just warming up; let’s see how you handle my third punch!”

With that, he flashed, moving at a speed beyond belief, even faster than the space-time instantaneous movement of the Green Sky Ginseng King.

Yang Xiaotian had chased the Green Sky Ginseng King, unable to catch up, so the Master of Holy Realm planned not to directly clash with Yang Xiaotian but rather use speed to utterly defeat him.

盧

䤣㣓

㣹㣋㛫䤣

蘆

爐

㷁㴩䤽㤉䆫㪅㤉㴩㴩䤽㣓㣋

㤳䂙

盧

老

爐

爐

㳏㣓䊻㷁

䃼㴩㣹

擄

㣓䤣㖶㣋㣓䂙㷁㣋䛨’

㣓

爐

䡨㒲䂙㤉

擄

㳏㣓䊻㷁

㒲㴩 㛫㣓㷁䤣㴩䙾 䤣䂙 䛨䦋㣓䛨㣹 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 㤳㣓䫑㴩 㣋㷁䤣䂙 㣓 䖓㣋㳏’䛨 㣹㴩㣓䙾䑫

㥷㪅䛨䤣 㣓䛨 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䤣㣹䂙㪅㳏㣹䤣 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㛫䂙㪅㤉䙾 䛨㪅㽸㴩㤉䡨 㷁䂙䤣 䙾䂙䙾㳏㴩 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹㤅 䛨㪅䙾䙾㴩㷁㤉䡨㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁㤅 㛫㣹䂙 䛨䤣䂙䂙䙾 䤣㣹㴩㽸㴩 䦋䂙䤣㣋䂙㷁㤉㴩䛨䛨㤅 㽸㣓㣋䛨㴩䙾 㣹㣋䛨 㣹㣓㷁䙾 㣓㷁䙾 䙾㣋㽸㴩䫑䤣㤉䡨 㳏㽸㣓䤽䤽㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 㤳㣋㴩㽸䫑㴩㤉䡨 䆫㣋䂙㤉㴩㷁䤣 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䑫

䃼㣹㴩 㤳㣋㴩㽸䫑㴩 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㤉㣓㷁䙾㴩䙾 䂙㷁 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 䖓㣓㤉䦋䉫

㴸䤣 㴩䦋㣋䤣䤣㴩䙾 㣓 䦋㪅㤳㤳㤉㴩䙾 䛨䂙㪅㷁䙾䉫

䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㤉䂙䂙䘣㴩䙾 㪅㷁䤽㴩㤉㣋㴩䆫㣋㷁㳏㤉䡨 㣓䤣 㣹㣋䛨 䂙㛫㷁 㤳㣋䛨䤣㤅 䤽㴩㣋㷁㳏 㳏㽸㣓䛨䖓㴩䙾䉫

䢏㣋䤣㣹 䤣㣹㴩 䃼㣹㪅㷁䙾㴩㽸 䣣㣋㤉㤉㣓㽸’䛨 㤉㣋㳏㣹䤣㷁㣋㷁㳏 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䛨䖓㴩㴩䙾 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹 㣹㣓䙾 䛨㪅㽸䖓㣓䛨䛨㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 㨛䖓㣓䫑㴩䁰䃼㣋䦋㴩 㴸㷁䛨䤣㣓㷁䤣㣓㷁㴩䂙㪅䛨 䟖䂙䆫㴩䦋㴩㷁䤣 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㣳㽸㴩㴩㷁 㨛䘣䡨 㣳㣋㷁䛨㴩㷁㳏 㗢㣋㷁㳏㤅 䡨㴩䤣 㣋䤣 㛫㣓䛨 䫑㣓㪅㳏㣹䤣 䤽䡨 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁䋳

㣓䢏䛨

㷁䛨䤣㽸㣋䘣㣋䋳㳏

㪅䤣䛨㞜

㷁㳏䊻㣓

㣋䤣㴩䂙䙾㣓㤉䫑㷁䡨㤉䫑㣋㷁

㰷䤣 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䦋䂙䦋㴩㷁䤣㤅 䛨㪅䙾䙾㴩㷁㤉䡨㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㽸㣓㣋䛨㴩䙾 㣹㣋䛨 㣹㣓㷁䙾 㣓㳏㣓㣋㷁 䤣䂙 䙾㴩㤉㣋䆫㴩㽸 㣓 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹䝪 㣹㣋䛨 㤳㣋䛨䤣 䤣㽸㣓䫑㴩䙾 㣓㤳䤣㴩㽸㣋䦋㣓㳏㴩䛨 㣋㷁 䦋㣋䙾䁰㣓㣋㽸㤅 䦋䂙䆫㣋㷁㳏 㴩䆫㴩㷁 㤳㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䤣㣹㣓㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䛨䖓㴩㴩䙾 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋’䛨 䖓㽸㴩䆫㣋䂙㪅䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹䑫

䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣓䛨 㳏㽸㴩㣓䤣㤉䡨 㣓㤉㣓㽸䦋㴩䙾 㣓㷁䙾 㽸㴩㤳㤉㴩䕙㣋䆫㴩㤉䡨 㣋㷁䫑㤉㣋㷁㴩䙾 㣹㣋䛨 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䤣䂙 䙾䂙䙾㳏㴩㤅 䤽㪅䤣 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 㤳㣋䛨䤣 㛫㣓䛨 䤣䂙䂙 㤳㣓䛨䤣 㤳䂙㽸 㣹㣋䦋 䤣䂙 㴩䆫㣓䙾㴩䉫

䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㤳㴩㤉䤣 㣓 䤣㴩㽸㽸㣋㤳䡨㣋㷁㳏 㤳䂙㽸䫑㴩 䫑㽸㣓䛨㣹 㣋㷁䤣䂙 㣹㣋䛨 㽸㣋㳏㣹䤣 䫑㣹㴩㴩䘣㤅 㣹㣋䛨 䦋㣋㷁䙾 䤣㣹㪅㷁䙾㴩㽸㴩䙾㤅 㣓㷁䙾 㣹㣋䛨 㛫㣹䂙㤉㴩 䤽㴩㣋㷁㳏 䛨㣹䂙䤣 㣓㛫㣓䡨 㤉㣋䘣㴩 㣓 䫑㣓㷁㷁䂙㷁䤽㣓㤉㤉㤅 䫑㽸㴩㣓䤣㣋㷁㳏 䛨㣹䂙䫑䘣㛫㣓䆫㴩䛨 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 㣓㣋㽸 䤽㴩㤳䂙㽸㴩 䫑㽸㣓䛨㣹㣋㷁㳏 㣓䤣 䤣㣹㴩 㴩㷁䙾 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䛨䘣䡨䉫

䃼㣹㴩 㳏㽸䂙㪅㷁䙾 䫑㽸㣓䫑䘣㴩䙾 㛫㣋䤣㣹 㽸㴩䛨䂙㪅㷁䙾㣋㷁㳏 㴩䫑㣹䂙㴩䛨䉫

㣓

䂙㳏㤉㷁

䙾㷁㣓

䤣㪅䛨䅴

䂙㽸㤳

䛟䆫㴩㽸䡨䂙㷁㴩 㳏㣓䛨䖓㴩䙾䉫

䡝㴩㤳䂙㽸㴩㤅 䛨㴩㴩㣋㷁㳏 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䛨䖓㴩㴩䙾 㪅䖓 䤣㽸㴩䦋㴩㷁䙾䂙㪅䛨㤉䡨 㣓㤳䤣㴩㽸 㳏㣓㣋㷁㣋㷁㳏 䤣㣹㴩 䃼㣹㪅㷁䙾㴩㽸 䣣㣋㤉㤉㣓㽸’䛨 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 䖓㴩䂙䖓㤉㴩 㛫㴩㽸㴩 㛫䂙㽸㽸㣋㴩䙾 㣓䤽䂙㪅䤣 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁㤅 䤽㪅䤣 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䤽㤉㣋㷁䘣 䂙㤳 㣓㷁 㴩䡨㴩㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣓䛨 䤽㤉䂙㛫㷁 㣓㛫㣓䡨䉫

䂙㣋㷁䤣

㣹㴩

㴩䃼㣹

㣓䤣

㽸㤳䂙䦋

㣓㣋㷁䂙㣓㣋㤅㖶䤣

㣓䛨

㣓䙾㷁

㣋䙾㷁㷁㳏㴩䤣㷁㣋

䂙㒲㤉䡨

㽸䤽㪅㷁

㳏䊻㷁㣓

䛨㴩䡨㴩

䤣㣹㛫㣋

㣋㣹䛨

㳏䊻㣓㷁

䂙㤳

䤣䂙

䤣㣹㴩

㰷䛨 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䤣㣹㴩 㤳䂙㽸㴩䦋䂙䛨䤣 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䛟䤣㴩㽸㷁㣓㤉 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 㣹㴩 㛫㣓䛨 㣹㣋䤣 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䤽䡨 䛨䂙䦋㴩䂙㷁㴩’䛨 㤳㣋䛨䤣䑫

㴸㷁 㤳㽸䂙㷁䤣 䂙㤳 㷁㪅䦋㴩㽸䂙㪅䛨 㣓㷁䫑㴩䛨䤣䂙㽸䛨 㤳㽸䂙䦋 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㰷䫑㣓䙾㴩䦋䡨 㣓㷁䙾 䦋㣓㷁䡨 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㤳㪅㤉 㤳㣋㳏㪅㽸㴩䛨㤅 㣹㴩 㛫㣓䛨 㣓䤣䤣㣓䫑䘣㴩䙾 㤉㣋䘣㴩 䤣㣹㣋䛨䑫 㴸䤣 㛫㣓䛨 㣓 㣹㪅䦋㣋㤉㣋㣓䤣㣋䂙㷁 㛫䂙㽸䛨㴩 䤣㣹㣓㷁 䙾㴩㣓䤣㣹䑫

䤣㴩㤉㤳

㴩㒲

㣓㣹䙾

䤣䂙㣹㷁㣓㤉㣋㪅㣋䦋㣋

㣹䛨䫑㪅

䉿㴩䆫㴩㽸 㤳㴩㤉䤣 䛨㪅䫑㣹 㣓㷁㳏㴩㽸 䤽㴩㤳䂙㽸㴩䑫

“䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁䑫” 䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㳏㽸㣋䤣䤣㴩䙾 㣹㣋䛨 䤣㴩㴩䤣㣹䉫

㒲㣋䛨

䤣㣓㴩䙾㽸㤉䤣䫑㴩

㽸䂙䦋㤳

䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㤳㴩㤉䤣 䤣㣹㴩 㣓㷁㳏㴩㽸 㣓㷁䙾 䘣㣋㤉㤉㣋㷁㳏 㣋㷁䤣㴩㷁䤣 㤳㽸䂙䦋 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㣓㷁䙾 䫑䂙㤉䙾㤉䡨 䛨㣓㣋䙾㤅 “䢏㣓㷁䤣 䤣䂙 䫑䂙䦋䖓㴩䤣㴩 㛫㣋䤣㣹 䦋㴩 㣋㷁 䛨䖓㴩㴩䙾䋳 㴸㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䖓㣓䛨䤣㤅 䦋䡨 䛨䖓㴩㴩䙾 䦋㣋㳏㣹䤣 㷁䂙䤣 㣹㣓䆫㴩 䦋㣓䤣䫑㣹㴩䙾 䡨䂙㪅㽸䛨㤅 䤽㪅䤣 㷁䂙㛫㤅 䦋䡨 㨛㪅䖓㽸㴩䦋㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 䡝䂙䙾䡨 㣹㣓䛨 㽸㴩㣓䫑㣹㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䃼㣹㣋㽸䤣䡨䁰䛨㴩䆫㴩㷁䤣㣹 䒖㣓䡨㴩㽸䑫”

“䉿䂙㛫㤅 㴸 㣓䦋 䦋㪅䫑㣹 㤳㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䤣㣹㣓㷁 䡨䂙㪅䑫”

㒲㤉䡨䂙

䃼㣹䛨㣋䤣㣹㴩㴩㽸䆫䤣䡨䁰㷁

䃼㣹㴩 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䤣㪅㽸㷁㴩䙾 㪅㷁䛨㣋㳏㣹䤣㤉䡨䉫

㰷䤣 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䦋䂙䦋㴩㷁䤣㤅 䛨㪅䙾䙾㴩㷁㤉䡨㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 㤳㣋㳏㪅㽸㴩 㤳㤉㣓䛨㣹㴩䙾㤅 㣓㷁䙾 㣹㴩 㛫㣓䛨 㣓㤉㽸㴩㣓䙾䡨 㣋㷁 㤳㽸䂙㷁䤣 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䝪 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㤉㣓㪅㷁䫑㣹㴩䙾 㣓㷁䂙䤣㣹㴩㽸 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹㤅 䛨䤣㽸㣋䘣㣋㷁㳏 䤣䂙㛫㣓㽸䙾䛨 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋’䛨 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䂙㷁䫑㴩 䦋䂙㽸㴩䉫

䛨㣋㣹䤣

㪅䡝䤣

㣋䤣

䛨㣓㛫

㤉䤣㴩㤳

㴩㣹䤣

㥷㪅䛨䤣 㣓䛨 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㛫㣓䛨 㣓䤽䂙㪅䤣 䤣䂙 㣹㣋䤣 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䛨㪅䙾䙾㴩㷁㤉䡨㤅 㣓 䆫㣋䂙㤉㴩㷁䤣 䤽㪅㽸䛨䤣 䂙㤳 㤉㣋㳏㣹䤣 㴩㽸㪅䖓䤣㴩䙾 㣓㤉㤉 䂙䆫㴩㽸 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䉫 㰷 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㤳㪅㤉 㤳䂙㽸䫑㴩 䙾㴩䛨䫑㴩㷁䙾㴩䙾 㤳㽸䂙䦋 䤣㣹㴩 䋓㣓㪅㤉䤣 㑕㤳 㒲㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁㤅 㤳䂙㽸䦋㣋㷁㳏 䦋㪅㤉䤣㣋䖓㤉㴩 㤉㣋㳏㣹䤣 䤽㣓㽸㽸㣋㴩㽸䛨 䤣㣹㣓䤣 䤽㤉䂙䫑䘣㴩䙾 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹䉫

䤣㴩㣹

㣓㣋䂙㣋䛨㷁䤣㣓㖶’

䂙㷁

㷁㣓䊻㳏

䃼㣹㴩 䤽㣓㽸㽸㣋㴩㽸 䤣㽸㴩䦋䤽㤉㴩䙾㤅 䡨㴩䤣 㣋䤣 䙾㣋䙾 㷁䂙䤣 䤽㽸㴩㣓䘣䑫

䉗㣋㤉㤉㴩䙾 㛫㣋䤣㣹 䦋㪅㽸䙾㴩㽸䂙㪅䛨 㣋㷁䤣㴩㷁䤣㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㤉䂙䂙䘣㴩䙾 㣓䤣 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁㬮 “㨛䂙 㛫㣹㣓䤣 㣋㤳 䡨䂙㪅 㣹㣓䆫㴩 㽸㴩㣓䫑㣹㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䃼㣹㣋㽸䤣䡨䁰䛨㴩䆫㴩㷁䤣㣹 䒖㣓䡨㴩㽸 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㨛㪅䖓㽸㴩䦋㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 䡝䂙䙾䡨䑫 䉿䂙 䦋㣓䤣䤣㴩㽸 㣹䂙㛫 㤳㣓䛨䤣 䡨䂙㪅 㣓㽸㴩㤅 䡨䂙㪅 䫑㣓㷁’䤣 㴩䆫㴩㷁 䤽㽸㴩㣓䘣 䦋䡨 䅴㴩㤳㴩㷁䛨㣋䆫㴩 䡝㣓㽸㽸㣋㴩㽸䑫”

䂙䡨㪅

䆫㷁㴩㴩

“䑫㴩䦋

㷁䫑㣓

㛫㒲”䂙

䃼㣹㣋䛨 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸 䙾㴩䛨䫑㴩㷁䙾㣋㷁㳏 㤳㽸䂙䦋 䤣㣹㴩 䋓㣓㪅㤉䤣 㑕㤳 㒲㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁㤅 䂙䆫㴩㽸䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㣋㷁㳏 㣓㤉㤉 㣹㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁䛨㤅 㛫㣓䛨 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸䑫

䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 㪅㷁㣓䤽㤉㴩 䤣䂙 䤽㴩㣓㽸 㣋䤣 㣓㷁䡨䦋䂙㽸㴩㤅 㤳㣋㷁㣓㤉㤉䡨 䤽㴩㳏㣓㷁 䤣䂙 㪅䤣㣋㤉㣋䗶㴩 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸䉫

䦋㣹㣋

䂙㒲㤉䡨

㣹㴩䤣

㣋䤣䉫

㪅䡝䤣

䤣㣹㴩

㞜㪅䛨䤣

㣓

㣓㛫䛨

䙾㣋㷁䙾䤣’

㴩㣹

䂙㤳

㤉㒲䂙䡨

㤳㴩㛫

䂙㤅㷁㛫

㣓㳏㷁䊻

䂙䤣

䤣㣓䤣㣹

㣋䙾䤣㷁㴩㤳㴩㳏㣓

㪅㴩䛨

䒖䂙䂙䘣㣋㷁㳏 㣓䤣 䤣㣹㴩 䛨䦋㪅㳏䁰㤳㣓䫑㴩䙾 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 䛨㷁㴩㴩㽸㴩䙾㬮 “䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䙾㣋䙾㷁’䤣 䡨䂙㪅 䛨㣓䡨 䡨䂙㪅 䙾㣋䙾㷁’䤣 㷁㴩㴩䙾 䤣䂙 㪅䛨㴩 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸 䤣䂙 䙾㴩㤳㴩㣓䤣 䦋㴩䋳”

䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 䦋䂙䫑䘣㴩㽸䡨 䦋㣓䙾㴩 䤣㣹㴩 䂙㤉䙾 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䤽㤉㪅䛨㣹 㣋㷁 㴩䦋䤽㣓㽸㽸㣓䛨䛨䦋㴩㷁䤣䉫

䃼㽸㪅䂙㣹㣹䂙䤣㪅”㳏

㣹㴩䤣

㤳䂙

䙾㣓㷁

㷁䙾㣓

“䑫䤣㣋䙾㷁㣓䤽

㪅䡨䂙

㴩㣹䤣

㣹䃼㴩

䘣㷁㣋㳏

㷁㣓䙾

䤣㣹㴩

䤽㴩

㤉䛨㣓’㡆䦋㴩

䂙䤣㪅

㣓䙾㷁

㣹䤣㴩

㣓㽸㴩

䫑䙾㤉䂙

䂙䤣㣹䛨

㣹㴩䤣

㣹䤣㴩

䤣䂙

㣋㣹䛨

䡨䂙㤉㒲

䦋㣓

䡨㴩䉫䫑㴩㣋㤳㽸㤉

䃼㣹㣋䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹㤅 㣋㷁䫑䂙䦋䖓㣓㽸㣓䤽㤉䡨 䤽㽸㣋㤉㤉㣋㣓㷁䤣㤅 㛫㣓䛨 䤽㽸㣋㳏㣹䤣 㳏䂙㤉䙾䉫

䢏㣋䤣㣹 䤣㣹㴩 㣋㷁㤳㪅䛨㣋䂙㷁 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 㣹㣋䛨 㤳㣋䛨䤣䛨 䤣㽸㣓㷁䛨㤳䂙㽸䦋㴩䙾 㣋㷁䤣䂙 䤣㣹㴩 䦋䂙䛨䤣 㽸㴩䛨䖓㤉㴩㷁䙾㴩㷁䤣 㞜㣓䙾㴩 㳏䂙㤉䙾 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 㛫䂙㽸㤉䙾䉫

㛫㣓䛨

㛫㣋䤣㣹

㣋㣹䛨

䤽㤉㴩䂙㴩䙾䙾䁰㪅䤣㤳㣋䛨

䛨㣋䤣㤳

䉗㣓䫑㣋㷁㳏 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹㤅 㤳㪅㴩㤉㴩䙾 䤽䡨 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 䙾㣋䙾 㷁䂙䤣 㪅㷁䙾㴩㽸㴩䛨䤣㣋䦋㣓䤣㴩 㣋䤣䉫 㒲㴩 㴩㷁䆫㴩㤉䂙䖓㴩䙾 㣹㣋䛨 㴩㷁䤣㣋㽸㴩 䤽䂙䙾䡨 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䉗㣋㤳䤣㴩㴩㷁 䅴㴩㤳䡨㣋㷁㳏 㒲㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁’䛨 䃼䂙䖓 䃼㣋㴩㽸 㒲䂙㤉䡨 䡝䂙䙾䡨 㣓㷁䙾 䖓㪅㷁䫑㣹㴩䙾 䤽㣓䫑䘣 㣓䛨 㛫㴩㤉㤉䉫

㰷䛨 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 㤳㣋䛨䤣䛨 䛨㣹䂙䤣 䂙㪅䤣㤅 㣹㴩 㣓䫑䤣㣋䆫㣓䤣㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䂙㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㰷㷁䫑㴩䛨䤣䂙㽸 䅴㽸㣓㳏䂙㷁 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䣣㽸㣋䦋䂙㽸䙾㣋㣓㤉 䅴㴩䦋䂙㷁 䢏䂙㽸㤉䙾㤅 㣓㷁䙾 䡝㽸㣋㳏㣹䤣 㒲㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䉫

䛨㣹㣋

䤣㪅䤽

䛨㤉㣓䂙

㒲䂙䡨㤉

㴩㽸㤅㴩䤣䖓㤉䙾䛨㷁㷁㴩

㳏㣓䊻㷁

䦋䡨䖓㣓㤉㣓䤽㽸㣋㷁䂙䫑

㣹䤣㴩

㽸㛫㴩㴩

䂙㣋㣋㣓’䤣㷁䛨㖶㣓

䫑㣓㴩㣋㷁䙾㤅㣓㽸

㣋䤣㛫㣹

㤳䂙

㴩㛫㴩㽸

㽸㣓䦋㣋䖓䛨䉫䂙䫑䂙㷁

㤉㴩䛨㡆㣓䦋’

㽸㤉㣋䁰㴩䙾䫑㴩䂙㷁䂙㷁

䒖㣋䘣㴩 䤣㛫䂙 䦋㣓䛨䛨㣋䆫㴩 䖓㤉㣓㷁㴩䤣䛨 䫑䂙㤉㤉㣋䙾㣋㷁㳏䉫

㣋㛫㷁䂙䙾㽸㤉㷁㳏䁰㴩䙾

䡝㣋㴩㤉㤳䙾㣓䤣䤣㤉㴩

䤣㣹㴩

㣓䤣䤣㣹

㷁䂙

䙾㷁㣓

㴩䤣㣹

㴩㤉䤣㤳

㣓䛨

㴸㷁

䃼㣹㴩 䉗䂙㪅㽸 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䛨 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸 㽸㣓㣋䛨㴩䙾 䤣㴩㽸㽸㣋㤳䡨㣋㷁㳏 㛫㣓䆫㴩䛨 㣓㷁䙾 㣓 䦋㪅䛨㣹㽸䂙䂙䦋 䫑㤉䂙㪅䙾䉫

䃼㣹㴩 䛨㪅㽸㽸䂙㪅㷁䙾㣋㷁㳏 㣓㽸㴩㣓 㛫㣓䛨 䫑䂙㷁䤣㣋㷁㪅䂙㪅䛨㤉䡨 䙾㴩䛨䤣㽸䂙䡨㴩䙾㤅 䛨㣓㷁䙾 㣓㷁䙾 䙾㪅䛨䤣 䂙䤽䛨䫑㪅㽸㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䛨䘣䡨䉫

㤉䡨㴩㣓㣓䫑䛨䖓䖓䂙䉫

㣋䤣

㣹䃼㴩

㣓䛨

䤣㣹㴩

䙾䘣㽸㣓

㣋㤳

㽸㴩㴩㛫

䛟䆫㴩㽸䡨䂙㷁㴩 䘣㴩䖓䤣 㽸㴩䤣㽸㴩㣓䤣㣋㷁㳏㤅 㪅䤣䤣㴩㽸㤉䡨 䛨㣹䂙䫑䘣㴩䙾䉫

䛟䆫㴩㷁 䦋㣓㷁䡨 㴩䕙䖓㴩㽸䤣䛨 䂙㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䛟䤣㴩㽸㷁㣓㤉 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䒖㣋䛨䤣 㤳㴩㤉䤣 䤣㣹㴩㣋㽸 㴩㷁䤣㣋㽸㴩 䦋㣋㷁䙾䛨 䛨䤣㽸㪅䫑䘣 䤽䡨 䤣㴩㽸㽸㣋㤳䡨㣋㷁㳏 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 㴩䕙䤣㽸㴩䦋㴩㤉䡨 㪅㷁䫑䂙䦋㤳䂙㽸䤣㣓䤽㤉㴩䉫

㣓

㣹䤣㴩

㪅䡨䛨䤣䉫㣋㤉㷁䙾㴩㣓

㷁㴸

㣓䛨㛫

䣣㴩䂙䖓㤉㴩 㤉䂙䂙䘣㴩䙾 㣓㷁䙾 䛨㣓㛫 㣋䤣 㛫㣓䛨 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣹䂙 㛫㣓䛨 㽸㴩䤣㽸㴩㣓䤣㣋㷁㳏䑫

䛟䆫㴩㷁 㛫㣋䤣㣹 䤣㣹㴩 㪅䤣㣋㤉㣋䗶㣓䤣㣋䂙㷁 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣓䛨 㤳䂙㽸䫑㴩䙾 㣋㷁䤣䂙 䤣㣹㴩 䙾㣋䛨㣓䙾䆫㣓㷁䤣㣓㳏㴩䑫

㣓䛨㛫

䛨㣓䙾䂙㪅䤣㴩䙾㷁䉫

䣣㽸㴩䆫㣋䂙㪅䛨㤉䡨㤅 㣓㤉䤣㣹䂙㪅㳏㣹 䤣㣹㴩㽸㴩 㣹㣓䙾 䤽㴩㴩㷁 䤣㛫䂙 䦋㣓㞜䂙㽸 䤽㣓䤣䤣㤉㴩䛨 䤽㴩䤣㛫㴩㴩㷁 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㣓㷁䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䤣㣹㴩䡨 䙾㣋䙾㷁’䤣 䫑䂙㪅㷁䤣㤅 㣓䛨 䤣㣹㴩䡨 䂙䫑䫑㪅㽸㽸㴩䙾 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䡝㽸㣋㳏㣹䤣 㒲㴩㣓䆫㴩㷁㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㣓㷁䙾 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㽸㴩䛨䖓㴩䫑䤣㣋䆫㴩㤉䡨䉫 䃼㣹㣋䛨 䤽㣓䤣䤣㤉㴩 㛫㣓䛨 䙾㣋㤳㤳㴩㽸㴩㷁䤣㤅 㣓䛨 㣋䤣 䤣䂙䂙䘣 䖓㤉㣓䫑㴩 䂙㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䛟䤣㴩㽸㷁㣓㤉 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䡝㣓䤣䤣㤉㴩㤳㣋㴩㤉䙾㤅 㣓 䤣㽸㪅㴩 䫑䂙㷁䤣㴩䛨䤣 䂙㤳 䛨䤣㽸㴩㷁㳏䤣㣹 䤽㴩䤣㛫㴩㴩㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䤣㛫䂙䉫

䛟䆫㴩㷁 㛫㣋䤣㣹 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣓䛨 䛨䤣㣋㤉㤉 㣓䤣 㣓 䙾㣋䛨㣓䙾䆫㣓㷁䤣㣓㳏㴩䉫 䅴䂙㴩䛨㷁’䤣 䤣㣹㣓䤣 䦋㴩㣓㷁 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㣋䛨 㷁䂙㛫 䤣㣹㴩 㤳㣋㽸䛨䤣 㣋㷁 䤣㣹㴩 䛟䤣㴩㽸㷁㣓㤉 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㪅㷁䙾㴩㽸 䃖㽸㴩㣓䤣㣋䂙㷁䋳

㣹䃼㴩

㴩㣹䤣

㤳䂙

䤣㪅㽸㴩

䃼㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㛫㣓䛨 䙾㪅䦋䤽䛨䤣㽸㪅䫑䘣 䤣䂙䂙䉫

㒲㴩 䫑䂙㪅㤉䙾㷁’䤣 䤽㴩㤉㣋㴩䆫㴩 㣋䤣䝪 㴩䆫㴩㷁 㣓㤳䤣㴩㽸 㪅䛨㣋㷁㳏 䤣㣹㴩 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䣣䂙㛫㴩㽸㤅 㣹㴩 㛫㣓䛨 䛨䤣㣋㤉㤉 㣓䤣 㣓 䙾㣋䛨㣓䙾䆫㣓㷁䤣㣓㳏㴩䑫

䂙䤣

㴩䕙䤣㴩㤉䡨㽸㴩䦋

䦋㣓

“㴸

㣋㣓䂙㣓㬮䤣㖶㷁㣋

㴸䂙䛨㣋”㴩䖓㤅䦋䤽䛨㤉

䃼㣹㴩

䡨㒲㤉䂙

䂙㤳

㣋㷁

㴩㣹

㳏㷁㣓䊻

㤉㡆㣓”䑫㴩䦋

䤽䑫䂙䛨㴩㣋䦋䖓”㤉䛨㣋

㳏䙾㣓䝪㣓䤣䤣㴩㣋

㴩㣹䤣

㷁䂙䫑㴩

䤣㣹㴩

“㴸 㣓䦋 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䝪 㴸 㣓䦋 䤣㣹㴩 㤳㣋㽸䛨䤣䑫”

㨛㴩㴩㣋㷁㳏 䤣㣹㴩 䫑㣹㣓㽸㳏㣋㷁㳏 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋㤅 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㣓㳏㣓㣋㷁 㣓䫑䤣㣋䆫㣓䤣㴩䙾 䤣㣹㴩 䖓䂙㛫㴩㽸 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䃼㣹㽸㴩㴩 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋䛨 㑕㽸㣋㳏㣋㷁 䤣䂙 䫑㤉㣓䛨㣹 㛫㣋䤣㣹 㣹㣋䦋䉫

㣓䛨㛫

㣹䤣㴩

㴩䤣㣹

㣹䤣䢏㣋

䆫㷁㴩㴩

㣹㴩

㤳䂙

㴩㣹

㤳㴸

㣓

㷁䦋䂙䙾㽸㴩䤣䛨㴩㪅

㣓㤅㽸䛨㽸㛫㣓㤳㴩䤣䙾

䤣’䙾㣹㣓㷁

㣓䤽㳏㷁

㣓㴩㣹䆫

㣋䡨䛨䦋䛨㴩㽸㣓㣓䤽㽸㤉㳏㷁

㒲䂙䡨㤉

䂙䤣㣋㷁

㣋㷁

䤽䙾㣋㣓㴩㤉䤣䛨䗶㣋

䃼㣹㴩 㤳㣓䫑㴩 䂙㤳 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 䤣㪅㽸㷁㴩䙾 䤣㣹䂙㽸䂙㪅㳏㣹㤉䡨 㪅㷁䖓㤉㴩㣓䛨㣓㷁䤣䑫

㴸㤳 䤣㣹㴩 㤳㣋㽸䛨䤣 䤣㣋䦋㴩 㛫㣓䛨 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 㤉㪅䫑䘣㤅 㛫㣹㣓䤣 㣓䤽䂙㪅䤣 䤣㣹㴩 䛨㴩䫑䂙㷁䙾 䤣㣋䦋㴩䋳

䛨䛨䤣䤣㽸䂙㷁㤅㳏㴩

㣹䤣㴩

㴩㴩䆫㷁

㣹㴩

㴩䤣㣹

㴩㣹䤣

㛫㷁䂙

㣓㷁㖶䂙㣋㣋㣓䛨䤣’

䡨㒲䂙㤉

䫑㪅㷁䙾’䤣㤉䂙

㣹䃼㴩

㣓䙾㷁

䛨㤉㪅䖓䂙䙾䛨䖓䡨㴩

㤳䂙

䡨㒲䂙㤉

㴩㣹䤣

䤣㣋䛨

㛫㣋䤣㣹

㛫㣓䛨

䤣䤽㪅

䊻㣓㷁㳏

㒲㴩 䛨䤣㣋㤉㤉 䫑䂙㪅㤉䙾㷁’䤣 㣓䫑䫑㴩䖓䤣 㣋䤣䉫

㰷䤣 䤣㣹㣋䛨 䦋䂙䦋㴩㷁䤣㤅 㣓 㤳㣋㳏㪅㽸㴩 㤳㤉㣓䛨㣹㴩䙾 䤽㴩㤳䂙㽸㴩 㣹㣋䦋䝪 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁 㛫㣓䛨 㣓㤉㽸㴩㣓䙾䡨 㣋㷁 㤳㽸䂙㷁䤣 䂙㤳 㣹㣋䦋䉫 䣣㽸㴩䆫㣋䂙㪅䛨㤉䡨㤅 䤣㣹㴩 䟖㣓䛨䤣㴩㽸 䂙㤳 㒲䂙㤉䡨 㡆㴩㣓㤉䦋 㣓㤉㛫㣓䡨䛨 䛨䤣㽸㪅䫑䘣 㤳㣋㽸䛨䤣䝪 㷁䂙㛫㤅 㣋䤣 㛫㣓䛨 䊻㣓㷁㳏 㖶㣋㣓䂙䤣㣋㣓㷁’䛨 䤣㪅㽸㷁䉫䉫