I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1378 - 675: Supreme Yin God! (Part 2)
Chapter 1378 -675: Supreme Yin God! (Part 2)
The endless Yin wind enveloped the world.
His Primordial Spirit was directly blown by the Yin wind, causing his flesh to ache and blood to flow. The Yin wind, like knives, ruthlessly sliced across his body.
Chen Yuan was already prepared for this situation. He immediately sat cross-legged, allowing the Yin wind to sweep over him, remaining steadfast and unmoving.
After undergoing the refinement of the Fire Tribulation, his Primordial Spirit was already extremely sturdy. In terms of strength, it was no less than those who had passed through the Second Tribulations of Wind and Fire.
The Yin wind, like knives, cut into his body, though it would carve out wounds, his powerful Primordial Spirit could heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Purple light enveloped his entire body, seemingly becoming the only glow in this boundless Divine Wind world.
The Fire Tribulation begins in the heart, the Wind Tribulation in the spirit!
The rising Yin wind grew stronger, forming towering tornado hurricanes that enveloped Chen Yuan, more terrifying than before!
As Chen Yuan had become the center of his own Primordial Spirit, he would undoubtedly endure all the honing by the Yin wind.
The pressure of the Yin wind gradually increased, and slowly, its recovery speed began to fall short, yet Chen Yuan remained without the slightest fluctuation.
The stronger the Wind Tribulation, the more terrifying his Primordial Spirit became.
The tribulations of the Qilin Divine Fire and his own Heart Fire had both passed; could he not withstand this Yin wind refining the spirit?
To gain something, one must first give something.
Without enduring wind and rain, one cannot see the rainbow.
Without experiencing the strongest tribulations, one cannot become the master of the world!
Standing within the Yin wind, time lost its meaning—it could have been an instant, or perhaps many years. At this moment, Chen Yuan had completely ignored the concept of time.
He merely sank into his spirit, allowing his Primordial Spirit to break and then recover.
And each time it recovered, his Primordial Spirit became more solid.
Inside the cave, Moluo watched Chen Yuan sitting cross-legged, the Yin Soul Wood Heart in his hand gradually diminishing, knowing that at this moment, he was refining his spirit.
Wind Tribulation refining the spirit, rushing would not work.
Some could pass the Wind Tribulation in a day, others could not even in a month.
All depended on the martial artist themselves.
Only by condensing the Primordial Spirit to be unbreakable could one become the Supreme Yin God!
…
…
While Chen Yuan was experiencing the Wind Tribulation in the Soul-breaking Valley, the Jianghu was eerily calm. Of course, this calmness referred to the absence of events like the Battle of Liangshan or the Battle of Shushan.
In reality, the Jianghu was still in turmoil.
However, Shuzhou had calmed down, with Yang Huatian overseeing Shuxi and Shangguan Tiehong overseeing Shu Central, completely controlling the Jianghu situation.
Constantly providing various resources for Chen Yuan.
The same was true above the government level.
Lu Renyi managed things well for Chen Yuan.
On this day, a man dressed in black arrived at Chen Family Village, standing quietly on the surface of the lake behind the village, a subtle killing intent in his eyes.
He was Chen Huaiyi!
A few days earlier, he suddenly felt a discomfort in his heart, as if something had happened. After searching thoroughly, he still found nothing unusual.
Thinking it over, he decided to visit Chen Family Village to see it for himself.
But as soon as he arrived, he saw the scene of total destruction—the entire Chen Family Village had disappeared, replaced by a giant handprint.
Even the lake had changed its appearance.
Only a broken boat was moored by the lakeside, and the old man who once sat alone fishing on the lake was gone.
Chen Family Village… destroyed!
Wu Daozi had seemingly fallen….
Chen Huaiyi’s expression was calm, but immense killing intent rose in his heart.
Wu Daozi had retired from the Jianghu, and the villagers of Chen Family Village, although they were once family of the Chen Family Army, had long since been of a different generation after two hundred years.
They were just ordinary people!
Who could be so vicious…?
Chen Huaiyi took a deep breath, seemingly thinking of something, and suddenly unleashed his Pupil Skill, scanning over the whole of Chen Family Village.
Ultimately, he found two blood characters in the void.
‘Government!’
Chen Huaiyi, having witnessed Wu Daozi’s methods, did not truly believe he had completely fallen. His search was based on this thought, and indeed, he found traces.
The blood characters formed but unconcealed in the void.
With a wave, he erased the blood characters, his eyes growing colder.
The government, indeed the government!
This place was isolated from the outside world, with no grudges born here, and only Chen Yuan and he knew about it. Few powers could find this place.
The government was the most suspicious one.
However, in his heart arose a thought similar to Wu Daozi’s.
Why would the government seek Wu Daozi?
He was already half-crippled and of no use.
Could it be because of Chen Yuan?
The government knew Chen Yuan intended to rebel, so they took Wu Daozi as a pawn to control him?
But….
How would the government know Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi?
Chen Huaiyi couldn’t understand and didn’t wish to. He decided to go to Shuzhou City to meet Chen Yuan and make plans.
No matter what, Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi. Their relationship was undeniable, and he was a child of loyalty and emotion, whom Chen Huaiyi believed would find a way to act.
This time, he no longer wished to endure.
Just another upheaval in the Capital, merely… death.
…
In Central State, Divine Capital City, within the Heavenly Prison of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau.
After Wu Daozi was taken away, Gu Tianqiong and others pressed him into the Heavenly Prison, waiting for Jingtai’s decision. After Jingtai learned of the matter.
盧
老
㵾䖢䫳䒖㕣㗆㵾䫳
䫳䨬㳍
㳍㦂
虜
櫓
㕣䨁
㳍䫳㲼㲼㕣䫳㕣
㕣䛥㦂
擄
㳍㦂
蘆
㽥䨁㦂䫳㳍䖢䛥
䃩㔪㵾䀇㕣㿍㕣㾓
露
㕣䃩
䛥㦂㕣
盧
爐
䅍䒖䫳㳍䀇㥁䅠
盧
㔪㔄㵾㕣㕣㿍䒖㔄㲼㦂䒖
䓗㦂 㦂䛥䒖䅍 㦂䒖㔄㕣䍢 㦂䛥㕣 䃩㕣㵾㾓㕣䀇㔪㿍 㥁䫳䒖䅍㳍䀇 㞯㵾䅍 䒖䀇㗆䫳㕣㲼䒖䨁㔪㿍 㲼㕣䅍㳍㔪㵾㦂㕣䅠 䪘䀇 㕣㵾㗆䛥 㳍䨬 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㕣㔪㔪䅍䍢 㦂䛥㕣䫳㕣 㞯㵾䅍䀇’㦂 㵾 䅍䒖䀇䖢㔪㕣 䈎䫳䒖䅍㳍䀇㕣䫳䥁 㵾㔪㔪 㦂䛥㵾㦂 䫳㕣㔄㵾䒖䀇㕣㲼 㞯㵾䅍 䅍㦂䫳䒖㗆㦂 䅍㕣㗆㽥䫳䒖㦂㿍䅠 䓗䅍 䨬㳍䫳 㦂䛥㕣 䈎䫳䒖䅍㳍䀇㕣䫳䅍䍢 㦂䛥㕣㿍 䛥㵾㲼 㔪㳍䀇䖢 䅍䒖䀇㗆㕣 䈎㕣䫳䒖䅍䛥㕣㲼䅠
㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 㲼䒖㲼 䀇㳍㦂 䈎㽥㦂 㳍䀇 㵾 䖢䫳㵾䀇㲼 㲼䒖䅍䈎㔪㵾㿍䥁 㵾䫳㳍㽥䀇㲼 䛥䒖㔄 㞯㕣䫳㕣 㳍䀇㔪㿍 㵾 䨬㕣㞯䍢 䒖䀇㗆㔪㽥㲼䒖䀇䖢 䶣㵾㳍 䮽䛥㕣䀇䖢㫢䒖㵾䀇䍢 㧲䒖㔄㵾 䶣䛥㕣䍢 㵾䀇㲼 㡈䒖 㿹㽥㵾䀇䖢㫢䒖㽥䅠
㿍䅍㕣㕣
㕣㗆㔪㔪
㦂䅍㔪䒖䍢㔪
㞯㔪䅍㿍㔪㳍
㕣䨬㞯
㗆䫳㕣䀇䅍㕣䈎㕣
㽥㣱
䀇䒖
㲼㲼㕣䀇㽥㧲㔪䍢㿍
㵾䍃㲼䍢䫳
㕣䀇㲼䅍䅍㕣
㳍䅍㦂㲼㳍
㽥㦂䒖䅍㕣䈉㲼
㦂䛥㕣
㳍䨬
䒖䨬䫳㦂䅍
䒖㐳䖢㵾㦂䀇䒖
㕣䅍㳍㦂䫳䛥䍢
㦂䛥㕣
㕣㦂䛥
䨬㳍
㵾䀇㲼
㕣䛥
㵾䀇㲼
䛥䒖䅍
㿍㕣䅠䅍㕣
䀇㳍䈎㕣㕣㲼
㕣䛥㦂
㿍䃩㔪㕣㾓㕣㵾䀇
㟎䀇䖢㵾㳍䀇䁶䒖䒖
㳍㕣㲼䅍㗆㔪
㦂㲼㵾䅠䀇䒖㦂㳍㕣㔄䒖
“㡈㳍䫳㲼 㣱㽥䅠”
㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 䀇㳍㲼㲼㕣㲼 䅍㔪䒖䖢䛥㦂㔪㿍䍢 㵾 䞪㳍㿍䨬㽥㔪 㕣㫢䈎䫳㕣䅍䅍䒖㳍䀇 㗆䫳㕣㕣䈎䒖䀇䖢 㳍䀇㦂㳍 䛥䒖䅍 䨬㵾㗆㕣䅠
䈎㦂㽥䫳㮣㮣㵾㗆㲼㮣㕣
㔪䍢㵾㔪䀇䒖㿍㙾
䒖㵾㐩㖵㳍
䍃㽥
㵾㞯䅍
䓗䨬㦂㕣䫳 㿍㕣㵾䫳䅍 㳍䨬 䅍㗆䛥㕣㔄䒖䀇䖢䍢 䛥㕣 㞯㵾䅍 䨬䒖䀇㵾㔪㔪㿍 㵾䨁㳍㽥㦂 㦂㳍 䅍㽥㗆㗆㕣㕣㲼䅠
“㙝㳍㽥䫳 㱨㵾䞪㕣䅍㦂㿍㮣”
㽥㣱
䀇㟎䁶㳍䀇䒖㵾䒖䖢
䈎䈎㲼㽥㗆㕣
㵾
䒖㔪䖢䅍䛥㦂㿍㔪
㵾䅠㽥㕣㔪䅍㦂
䅍䛥䒖
䒖䀇
䀇㵾䛥㲼
“䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖 䒖䅍 䒖䀇 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㕣㔪㔪䒝”
“䪘䀇㲼㕣㕣㲼䅠”
㦂㕣䛥
㔪䒖”㗆䍢㿍䓵㽥䅑
䈎䀇㳍㕣
㔪㗆㕣㔪
㳍㲼㳍䫳䍢
㕣䅍㕣
㦂㳍
㔄䒖”䅠䛥
㞯䀇㦂㵾
“䓗䅍 㿍㳍㽥 㗆㳍㔄㔄㵾䀇㲼䅠”
㣱㽥 㟎䒖㵾䀇䁶䒖㳍䀇䖢 䀇㳍㲼㲼㕣㲼䍢 㵾 㔄㿍䅍㦂㕣䫳䒖㳍㽥䅍 䨁㔪㵾㗆䅑 㦂㳍䅑㕣䀇 㵾䈎䈎㕣㵾䫳䒖䀇䖢 䒖䀇 䛥䒖䅍 䛥㵾䀇㲼 㵾㦂 䅍㳍㔄㕣 䈎㳍䒖䀇㦂䅠 䃩㕣 䈎㔪㵾㗆㕣㲼 䒖㦂 㳍䀇 㦂䛥㕣 䅍㦂㳍䀇㕣 㞯㵾㔪㔪 㳍䨬 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㕣㔪㔪 㲼㳍㳍䫳 䨁㕣䛥䒖䀇㲼 䛥䒖㔄䍢 㵾㗆㦂䒖㾓㵾㦂䒖䀇䖢 㵾 䅍㕣䫳䒖㕣䅍 㳍䨬 䨬㳍䫳㔄㵾㦂䒖㳍䀇 䈎㵾㦂㦂㕣䫳䀇䅍䅠
㟎㕣㿍䛥
㵾
㗆㕣㳍㵾㲼㔪㗆㕣䅍
䀇㦂㳍䒖
䈎㦂㵾䅠䫳㳍㔪
䓗䅍 㦂䛥㕣 䨬䒖䫳䅍㦂 㗆㕣㔪㔪 㽥䀇㲼㕣䫳 㦂䛥㕣 䃩㕣㵾㾓㕣䀇㔪㿍 㥁㵾㦂䫳㳍㔪 㤱㽥䫳㕣㵾㽥䍢 䒖㦂 䛥㵾㲼 㳍䀇㔪㿍 䛥㳍㽥䅍㕣㲼 㵾 䨬㕣㞯 䈎㕣㳍䈎㔪㕣 㳍㾓㕣䫳 㦂㞯㳍 䛥㽥䀇㲼䫳㕣㲼 㿍㕣㵾䫳䅍䍢 䨁㽥㦂 㞯䒖㦂䛥㳍㽥㦂 㕣㫢㗆㕣䈎㦂䒖㳍䀇䍢 㕣㵾㗆䛥 㳍䀇㕣 㞯㵾䅍 㵾 㦂㳍䈎 䨬䒖䖢㽥䫳㕣 䒖䀇 㦂䛥㕣 㐳䒖㵾䀇䖢䛥㽥䅠
㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖䍢 㕣㵾䖢㕣䫳䍢 䅍㦂㕣䈎䈎㕣㲼 䫳䒖䖢䛥㦂 䒖䀇䅠 䓗䅍 䨬㳍䫳 㦂䛥㕣 䨬㕣㞯 䨁㕣䛥䒖䀇㲼 䛥䒖㔄䍢 㦂䛥㕣㿍 㕣㫢㗆䛥㵾䀇䖢㕣㲼 㵾 䖢㔪㵾䀇㗆㕣 䨁㽥㦂 㲼䒖㲼䀇’㦂 㔄㳍㾓㕣䅠
㗆㽥䨬䒖㦂㲼䨬䒖㔪
䀇㲼㵾
䈎㿍㦂㔪䫳㵾
㔄㳍䀇㾓䖢䒖
㞯㕣䫳㕣
䈎㕣㲼䒖䫳䈎㗆㔪
㵾㵾䫳䒖㲼䨬
䍢䅍㽥㕣㲼䨁㽥㲼
䨬㳍䫳
㲼㳍㗆㽥㔪
㞯㵾䅍
䅍䫳㦂䅍㕣䥁䒖
㖵㳍㵾䒖㐩
㿍䛥㕣㟎
䛥㔄䒖䅠
㳍䀇㦂
㗆㿍䫳㳍䒖㔪䨁䨬
㽥䍃
㕣䀇㾓㕣
䂎䈎㳍䀇 㕣䀇㦂㕣䫳䒖䀇䖢 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㕣㔪㔪䍢 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 䅍㵾㞯 䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖䍢 㞯㕣㵾䫳䒖䀇䖢 㦂㵾㦂㦂㕣䫳㕣㲼 㗆㔪㳍㦂䛥㕣䅍 㵾䀇㲼 㞯䒖㦂䛥 䛥㵾䒖䫳 㵾䅍 㞯䛥䒖㦂㕣 㵾䅍 䅍䀇㳍㞯䅠 䓗㦂 㦂䛥㕣 㔄㳍㔄㕣䀇㦂䍢 䛥㕣 㞯㵾䅍 䫳㕣䅍㦂䫳㵾䒖䀇㕣㲼 䨁㿍 䨬㳍㽥䫳 㖵䒖㾓䒖䀇㕣 㡈㳍㗆䅑䅍䅠
䓗 㔄㿍䅍㦂㕣䫳䒖㳍㽥䅍 䈎㵾㦂㦂㕣䫳䀇 㞯㵾䅍 㗆㵾䫳㾓㕣㲼 㵾㦂 䛥䒖䅍 䨁䫳㳍㞯 㦂㳍 䈎䫳㕣㾓㕣䀇㦂 䛥䒖䅍 㥁䫳䒖㔄㳍䫳㲼䒖㵾㔪 㧲䈎䒖䫳䒖㦂 䨬䫳㳍㔄 㕣䅍㗆㵾䈎䒖䀇䖢䅠
㕣㔄㵾䒖䀨䖢㲼㲼㔪㲼㕣
䨁㕣䫳㕣䨬㳍
䒖䍢䛥㔄
䛥㕣㦂
䛥䒖䅍
㕣䅑㞯㵾
㳍䨁㕣䫳䅍
㿍㦂䨬㵾䐁䒖䀇㔪
䒖㧲㕣㕣䀇䖢
㳍䨬
㔪㳍㿍䅍㔪㞯
㽥䍃
㔪䒖䈎䅍
㽥㵾㵾䫳
䈎㳍㲼䀇㕣㕣
䒖䀇
㐩㳍㵾䒖㖵
䅍䛥䒖
䀇㕣䫳䍢㦂㕣
㳍㿍㞯㕣㔪㔪
㳍㕣㲼㔄㾓
䖢䀇䀇㦂㵾䅍䒖㲼
䛥㦂㕣 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
㵾㔄䀇
䍢㕣㿍䅍㕣
㕣㳍䅍䀇㕣㔄㳍
䖢㕣䒖䀇㕣䅍
“㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖䅠䅠䅠䅠”
“㱨㵾䅍㦂㕣䫳 㥁㵾䒖䀇㦂㕣䫳䍢 䪘 䛥㵾㾓㕣 䨬䒖䀇㵾㔪㔪㿍 䨬㳍㽥䀇㲼 㿍㳍㽥䅠”
㳍㗆䅍䅑䛥
㵾
䨬㕣㵾㗆
䛥㦂㦂㵾
䒖㳍㦂䀇
䅠㕣䀇䅍㕣
㕣䅑㳍䫳䨁
䅍㔄䍢䒖㕣㔪
䈎䫳㳍㕣䅍䅍㕣䀇䒖㫢
㦂㔪䀇㗆䒖㵾㕣䫳㿍
㦂䅍䛥䫳㳍㕣
䖢㵾㐳䒖䅍䀇’㦂䒖
㵾䀇
䨬䒖
㞯㲼㽥㔪㳍
㧲䒖䀇㗆㕣 㵾䅍㗆㕣䀇㲼䒖䀇䖢 㦂㳍 㦂䛥㕣 㦂䛥䫳㳍䀇㕣䍢 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 䫳㵾䫳㕣㔪㿍 䅍㔄䒖㔪㕣㲼 䒖䀇 䨬䫳㳍䀇㦂 㳍䨬 㳍㦂䛥㕣䫳䅍䍢 䒖䀇 㳍䫳㲼㕣䫳 㦂㳍 㔄㵾䒖䀇㦂㵾䒖䀇 㦂䛥㕣 㲼䒖䖢䀇䒖㦂㿍 㳍䨬 㵾䀇 䐚㔄䈎㕣䫳㳍䫳䅠 䓗䨬㦂㕣䫳 㦂䛥㕣 䨁㵾㦂㦂㔪㕣 㳍䨬 㡈䒖㵾䀇䖢㐩䛥㳍㽥 䶣䒖㦂㿍䍢 䛥䒖䅍 䅍㔄䒖㔪㕣䅍 㞯㕣䫳㕣 㕣㾓㕣䀇 䫳㵾䫳㕣䫳䅠
㤱㽥㦂 㦂㳍㲼㵾㿍䍢 㵾䨬㦂㕣䫳 䛥㕣㵾䫳䒖䀇䖢 㦂䛥㵾㦂 䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖 㞯㵾䅍 䨁䫳㳍㽥䖢䛥㦂 㦂㳍 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㵾䈎䒖㦂㵾㔪䍢 㦂䛥㕣 䅍㔄䒖㔪㕣 㳍䀇 䛥䒖䅍 䨬㵾㗆㕣 䀇㕣㾓㕣䫳 䅍㕣㕣㔄㕣㲼 㦂㳍 䨬㵾㲼㕣䅠
㕣䒖䅑㔪
㳍㳍䅑㔪
㔪㲼㳍
䨬㳍䫳
䀇䅠䅠㵾䅠
䅠㿍䅠䛥”䍃䅠
㗆䈎㔪㕣䫳䈎䒖㲼
㵾㔄䀇
䒝㕣㔄”
䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖’䅍 䖢㵾㐩㕣 䨬䒖㫢㕣㲼 㳍䀇 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖䥁 䒖㦂 㞯㵾䅍 䛥䒖䅍 䨬䒖䫳䅍㦂 㦂䒖㔄㕣 䅍㕣㕣䒖䀇䖢 㦂䛥䒖䅍 䐚㔄䈎㕣䫳㳍䫳䍢 㳍䀇㔪㿍 䛥㵾㾓䒖䀇䖢 䛥㕣㵾䫳㲼 㳍䨬 䛥䒖㔄 䨁㕣䨬㳍䫳㕣䅠 㧲䒖䀇㗆㕣 㦂䛥㕣 䨬㵾㔪㔪 㳍䨬 㦂䛥㕣 䨬㳍䫳㔄㕣䫳 䶣䛥㽥䍢 䛥㕣 䛥㵾㲼 䀇㕣㾓㕣䫳 䨁㕣㕣䀇 㦂㳍 㦂䛥㕣 㗆㵾䈎䒖㦂㵾㔪 㵾䖢㵾䒖䀇䅠
“䶣䫳䒖䈎䈎㔪㕣㲼䒝” 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 䅍䛥㳍㳍䅑 䛥䒖䅍 䛥㕣㵾㲼 䅍㔪㳍㞯㔪㿍䐁
䪘
㵾㔄䀇䍢
㳍”㟎
㿍㽥㳍
㿍㔄
㦂㔄㽥䅍
㵾
䨁㕣
㵾㔄㿍
㔄㕣䍢
㵾
䖢䀇䫳㵾㲼
䨁㽥㦂
䍢㿍㳍㽥
䒖㦂㳍䛥㽥㦂䍃
䛥㵾㾓㕣
䀇㔪㵾䅍䈎
㵾㕣䫳
㦂㳍
㞯㽥㲼㔪㳍
㕣䅠䛥㳍㳍㔪㳍䈎㔪
䈎㗆䫳䈎㕣㲼䒖㔪
㳍㿍㽥
㕣䛥㵾䅠㾓
䫳䛥㳍㕣䍢㦂䅍
㳍㔄䀇㕣㳍䅍㕣
㟎䛥㕣䫳㕣䨬㳍䫳㕣䍢 䅍䒖䀇㗆㕣 䪘 㵾䅍㗆㕣䀇㲼㕣㲼 㦂㳍 㦂䛥㕣 㦂䛥䫳㳍䀇㕣䍢 䪘 䛥㵾㾓㕣 䛥㵾㲼 䈎㕣㳍䈎㔪㕣 䅍㕣㗆䫳㕣㦂㔪㿍 䅍㕣㵾䫳㗆䛥䒖䀇䖢 䨬㳍䫳 㿍㳍㽥䅠 䪘㦂 㦂㳍㳍䅑 㲼㕣㗆㵾㲼㕣䅍 㦂㳍 䨬䒖䀇㵾㔪㔪㿍 䨬䒖䀇㲼 㿍㳍㽥 䒖䀇 㧲䛥㽥㐩䛥㳍㽥䅠 㙝㳍㽥 䛥䒖㲼 㿍㳍㽥䫳䅍㕣㔪䨬 㞯㕣㔪㔪䅠”
“䍃䛥㵾㦂䅠䅠䅠䅠 䈎㔪㵾䀇䅍䒝”
㔪㵾䅠㦂䫳㳍㔄㔄䒖
㦂䨁㽥
䪘
䓗”
㦂㕣䛥
㽥䁶䀇㽥䒖㕣
䛥㵾㦂䈎
䅍䒖
䀇䒖
㵾
䀇㲼䀇㔄㽥㵾㕣
㿍㱨
㳍㦂
㱨㦂䫳䒖㵾㵾㔪
㔄㿍
䈎䀇㔪㵾
䫳㔄䨬㳍
㳍㳍䫳䈎䍢
䅍㦂䫳䓗
㔄㕣䅠
㵾㲼䍢㕣䛥䅍㲼
㦂㳍
㳍㕣䈎䛥
㳍䫳㵾㔄㦂䨬䫳䅍䀇
䛥㦂㕣
䨬䀇㽥㲼㳍
㳍㦂
䒖㵾㲼䈎㦂㕣㦂㽥
㫢㽥㦂㿍䀇䈎䍢㔪㲼㕣㕣㗆㕣
㟎䛥䒖䅍 䈎㵾㦂䛥 䒖䅍 䀇㳍㦂 㦂䛥㕣 㳍䫳㦂䛥㳍㲼㳍㫢 㱨㵾䫳㦂䒖㵾㔪 䓗䫳㦂䅍䍢 㿍㕣㦂 䒖㦂 䛥㳍㔪㲼䅍 䛥㳍䈎㕣 䨬㳍䫳 㔪㳍䀇䖢㕣㾓䒖㦂㿍䍢 㕣㾓㕣䀇 䨬㳍䫳 䒖㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪䒖㦂㿍䅠 㙾㳍䫳 㦂䛥䒖䅍䍢 䪘 䛥㵾㾓㕣 䈎㔪㳍㦂㦂㕣㲼 䒖䀇 㔄㿍䫳䒖㵾㲼 㞯㵾㿍䅍䍢 䈎㽥㦂㦂䒖䀇䖢 䒖䀇 㵾㔪㔪 㔄㿍 㕣䨬䨬㳍䫳㦂䅍䅠
䪘’㾓㕣 䅑䒖㔪㔪㕣㲼 㗆㳍㽥䀇㦂㔪㕣䅍䅍 䨬㵾㔄䒖㔪㿍 㔄㕣㔄䨁㕣䫳䅍䍢 㗆㳍㽥䀇㦂㔪㕣䅍䅍 㗆㳍㔄㔄㳍䀇㕣䫳䅍䍢 㵾䀇㲼 㗆㳍㽥䀇㦂㔪㕣䅍䅍 㐳䒖㵾䀇䖢䛥㽥 㔄㵾䫳㦂䒖㵾㔪 㵾䫳㦂䒖䅍㦂䅍䍢 䨁㽥㦂 䒖㦂’䅍 㵾㔪㔪 㞯㳍䫳㦂䛥 䒖㦂䅠 㙾㳍䫳 䒖㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪䒖㦂㿍䍢 㞯䛥㵾㦂 㲼㳍 㵾 䨬㕣㞯 㲼㕣㵾㦂䛥䅍 㔄㵾㦂㦂㕣䫳䒝”
㞯䀇䖢䀇䅑䒖㳍
䛥㕣
㐩䒖㵾㖵㳍
㵾㔪㕣㿍㕣䃩䀇㾓
䛥㦂㕣
㳍㳍䅍䍢㔪䒖㵾㦂䒖䀇
䫳䀇䅍䅍䒖㳍㥁’
䀇㳍㕣
䀇㳍
㕣㔪䅑㵾
䒖䛥䅍㦂
㽥㦂㲼䒖㳍䅍㕣
㵾䀇㲼
䅍㔄㕣㕣㕣㲼
㕣䃩
䒖䒖䍢䫳䀇㳍㔄䨬㦂㳍䀇㵾
㦂㳍’㲼㔪㽥㗆䀇
㵾䫳㫢㕣䍢㲼㔪㕣
䛥㞯䒖㦂
㽥䍃
㕣䫳䛥㵾
㗆㲼㳍㔪㽥
㦂䀇㵾䛥䀇䒖䖢㿍
㲼䒖㵾䅠䅍
㟎䛥䒖䅍 㞯㵾䅍 㵾 䫳㵾䫳㕣 㗆䛥㵾䀇㗆㕣 䨬㳍䫳 䛥䒖㔄 㦂㳍 㗆㳍䀇䨬䒖㲼㕣䅠
“䃩㕣䛥 䛥㕣䛥䅠䅠䅠䅠 䐚㔄䈎㕣䫳㳍䫳䅠䅠䅠䅠䅠” 䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖 䅍㕣㕣㔄㕣㲼 䅍㳍㔄㕣㞯䛥㵾㦂 㔄㳍㗆䅑䒖䀇䖢䅠
㵾㔄
㦂䛥㕣
䖢䛥䅍䒖㦂㕣䛥
䀇㦂㳍
䅍㔄㵾䅍㕣䅍䍢
㕣䫳㕣㲼㵾㗆䛥
㕣㦂䛥
䈎䫳䐚䥁䫳㳍㔄㕣
䫳㕣㔪䒖䨁䅍䈎䅍㳍䀇䅍䒖䒖㕣㦂䒖
‘㾓䛥䀇㦂㕣㵾
㞯䀇䅑㳍
䪘
㳍䛥㲼㕣㕣㽥㲼䅍䫳㔪
䖢䀇䅠㦂䅑䒖䒖䛥䀇
䛥㽥䶣䅍’
㵾䀇㲼
䨬㳍
㳍㿍㕣䫳’㽥
䨬㳍
㦂㞯䛥㵾
㦂㗆㽥㳍䅠䫳
㦂㕣䛥
‘㕣㾓䀇㦂㵾䛥
㔪㕣䒖㲼䨬䁶䒖㽥㵾
“䪘
㦂㕣䛥
㵾
䫳䫳㔄䨬㳍㕣
䍢㕣䪘㲼㕣䀇㲼
㤱㽥㦂 㵾㔪㔪 㳍䨬 㦂䛥䒖䅍 䒖䅍 㦂㕣㔄䈎㳍䫳㵾䫳㿍䅠 䈉䀇㗆㕣 㔄㿍 䈎㔪㵾䀇 䒖䅍 㗆㳍㔄䈎㔪㕣㦂㕣䍢 䈎㳍䅍䅍㕣䅍䅍䒖䀇䖢 䒖㔄㔄㕣䀇䅍㕣 䈎㳍㞯㕣䫳 㵾䀇㲼 㗆㕣䀇㦂㽥䫳䒖㕣䅍 㳍䨬 㔪䒖䨬㕣䍢 䪘 㞯䒖㔪㔪 䨁㕣 㵾 䖢㳍㳍㲼 䐚㔄䈎㕣䫳㳍䫳 䨬㳍䫳 㵾 㔪㳍䀇䖢 㦂䒖㔄㕣䅠
䖚㳍䍢 䒖䨬 䪘 㗆㵾䀇 䁶㽥㕣㔪㔪 㦂䛥䒖䅍 䀇㵾㦂䒖㳍䀇㞯䒖㲼㕣 㦂㽥䫳㔄㳍䒖㔪䍢 㦂㳍 㦂䛥㕣 䈎㕣㳍䈎㔪㕣䍢 䪘 㞯䒖㔪㔪 䨁㕣 㵾 䅍㵾䖢㕣 㞯䛥㳍 䅍䈎㵾䫳㕣䅍 㦂䛥㕣㔄 䨬䫳㳍㔄 㦂䛥㕣 䫳㵾㾓㵾䖢㕣䅍 㳍䨬 㞯㵾䫳䅠 㧲㳍㔄㕣 㲼䒖㕣䍢 䨁㽥㦂 㔄㵾䀇㿍 㵾䫳㕣 䅍㵾㾓㕣㲼䅠 䪘䅍䀇’㦂 㦂䛥䒖䅍 㞯㕣㔪㔪 㲼㳍䀇㕣䒝”
㳍㽥㿍
䃩”㽥䛥
㕣㵾䫳
㾓㿍䫳㕣
䅠䛥䅠䅠㽥䛥䅠
䅠㕣”䅍䅠㳍㕣䅠䀇㳍㔄䅠
㦂㳍
㐳䒖䒖䀇㦂䍢䖢㵾
䒖䅍䫳㔪㔄䒖㵾
“䍃䛥㳍䒝” 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖’䅍 䖢㵾㐩㕣 䅍䛥㵾䫳䈎㕣䀇㕣㲼䍢 䀇㳍㦂 䨁㕣㔪䒖㕣㾓䒖䀇䖢 㵾䀇㿍㳍䀇㕣 㗆㳍㽥㔪㲼 㗆㳍㔄䈎㵾䫳㕣 㦂㳍 䛥䒖㔄䅠
“㝇䒖㵾䀇䖢 䓵䒖㵾䀇䁶䒖㽥䅠䅠䅠䅠 䛥㕣 䒖䅍 㵾㔪䅍㳍 䅍㽥㗆䛥 㵾 䈎㕣䫳䅍㳍䀇䍢 㵾㔪㞯㵾㿍䅍䅠䅠䅠 䨬䒖䀇㲼䒖䀇䖢 㕣㫢㗆㽥䅍㕣䅍䅠䅠䅠 䨬㳍䫳 䛥䒖䅍 㳍㞯䀇 䒖䀇㦂㕣䫳㕣䅍㦂䅍䅠䅠䅠䅠 㕣㾓㕣䀇 䒖䨬 䒖㦂 㔄㕣㵾䀇䅍䅠䅠䅠䅠 㔄㽥䫳㲼㕣䫳䒖䀇䖢 䛥䒖䅍 㞯䒖䨬㕣䅠䅠䅠 㔄㽥䫳㲼㕣䫳䒖䀇䖢 䛥䒖䅍 䅍㳍䀇䅠䅠䅠䅠 䒖㦂 㲼㳍㕣䅍䀇’㦂 㔄㵾㦂㦂㕣䫳䅠”
㔪䒖㔄㦂䀇䀇㦂㕣㿍䒖䅠㦂㕣㦂䫳
䅍㲼㵾䒖
㽥䍃
㐩㳍㖵㵾䒖
㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖’䅍 㔪䒖䈎䅍 㗆㽥䫳㔪㕣㲼 䅍㔪䒖䖢䛥㦂㔪㿍䍢 䫳㕣㾓㕣㵾㔪䒖䀇䖢 㵾 㗆㳍㔪㲼 䅍㔄䒖㔪㕣䐁
“䓗 䨬㳍䫳㔄㕣䫳 䶣䫳㳍㞯䀇 㥁䫳䒖䀇㗆㕣 㞯㳍䫳㦂䛥㿍 㳍䨬 䨁㕣䒖䀇䖢 㗆㳍㔄䈎㵾䫳㕣㲼 㦂㳍 㔄㕣䒝 㧲㳍 㞯䛥㵾㦂 䒖䨬 䛥㕣 䒖䅍 㽥䀇䫳䒖㾓㵾㔪㕣㲼 䨁㕣㔪㳍㞯 䪘㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪䒝 䃩㕣 䅍㦂䒖㔪㔪 㗆㵾䀇䀇㳍㦂 㗆㳍䀇㦂㕣䀇㲼 㞯䒖㦂䛥 㵾 㦂䫳㽥㕣 䪘㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪 㵾䀇㲼 㗆㳍㞯㕣䫳䅍 䒖䀇 㵾 㗆㳍䫳䀇㕣䫳 㳍䨬 㤱㔪㳍㳍㲼 㧲㦂㵾㦂㕣䅠
㔪㵾㔪
㔪’㔪䪘
䀇䍃㕣䛥
㳍㗆㕣䈎㔄㔪㕣㦂
䅑㔪㔪䒖䀇䒖䖢
㳍䀇
䫳㽥㕣㦂㔪㳍䨁
䀇䈎㔪䅍䍢㵾
㔄㿍
䪘
㕣㾓䛥㵾
㮣㔄䒖”䛥
㝇䒖㵾䀇䖢 䓵䒖㵾䀇䁶䒖㽥 㔪㳍㳍䅑㕣㲼 㲼㳍㞯䀇 㳍䀇 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖䍢 㵾䀇㲼 䅍䒖㔄䒖㔪㵾䫳㔪㿍䍢 㵾䅍 䛥䒖䅍 䈎㔪㵾䀇 䀇㕣㵾䫳㕣㲼 㗆㳍㔄䈎㔪㕣㦂䒖㳍䀇䍢 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖’䅍 㵾㦂㦂䒖㦂㽥㲼㕣 㗆䛥㵾䀇䖢㕣㲼䍢 㔪㳍㳍䅑䒖䀇䖢 㲼㳍㞯䀇 㳍䀇 㦂䛥㕣 䨬㳍䫳㔄㕣䫳 䶣䫳㳍㞯䀇 㥁䫳䒖䀇㗆㕣 㞯䛥㳍 䛥䒖㲼 䨬㳍䫳 䛥㽥䀇㲼䫳㕣㲼䅍 㳍䨬 㿍㕣㵾䫳䅍䅠
“䃩㳍㞯㕣㾓㕣䫳䅠䅠䅠䅠 䪘 䨁㕣㔪䒖㕣㾓㕣䅠䅠䅠䅠 䨁㳍㦂䛥 㳍䨬 㿍㳍㽥䅠䅠䅠䅠 㞯䒖㔪㔪 㕣㾓㕣䀇㦂㽥㵾㔪㔪㿍 㲼䒖㕣䅠䅠䅠䅠 㵾㦂 㦂䛥㕣 䛥㵾䀇㲼䅍䅠䅠䅠 㳍䨬 㳍䀇㕣 䈎㕣䫳䅍㳍䀇䅠䅠䅠䅠” 䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖 䅍㽥㲼㲼㕣䀇㔪㿍 㔪㵾㽥䖢䛥㕣㲼䅠
㕣㔄”䒝
“㿹㔪䒖㔪
㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖 䅍䀇㕣㕣䫳㕣㲼䍢 㔪㵾㽥䖢䛥䒖䀇䖢 㵾 䨬㕣㞯 㦂䒖㔄㕣䅍䍢 㵾䀇㲼 㗆㳍䀇㦂䒖䀇㽥㕣㲼䐁
“䍃䛥㳍 䒖䀇 㦂䛥㕣 㞯㳍䫳㔪㲼 㗆㳍㽥㔪㲼 䅑䒖㔪㔪 㔄㕣䒝 㟎䛥㕣 㗆㵾䈎䒖㦂㵾㔪 䒖䅍 㵾䅍 䅍㳍㔪䒖㲼 㵾䅍 䖢㳍㔪㲼䍢 䪘㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪䅍 㵾䫳㕣 㵾䨁㳍㽥㦂 㦂㳍 㵾㞯㵾䅑㕣䀇䍢 㞯䛥㕣䀇 䪘 㗆㳍㔄䈎㔪㕣㦂㕣 㵾㔪㔪 㔄㿍 䈎㔪㵾䀇䅍 㵾䀇㲼 㵾㗆䛥䒖㕣㾓㕣 㵾䀇 䒖㔄㔄㳍䫳㦂㵾㔪 䨁㳍㲼㿍䍢 㞯䛥㳍 㗆㵾䀇 䅑䒖㔪㔪 㔄㕣䒝
㳍䖚
㳍䀇㕣”㮣㮣㮣
“㟎䛥㕣䀇 䞪㽥䅍㦂䅠䅠䅠䅠 㞯㵾䒖㦂䅠䅠䅠䅠 㵾䀇㲼 䅍㕣㕣䅠䅠䅠 㞯䛥㕣㦂䛥㕣䫳 㞯䛥㵾㦂 䪘 䅍㵾㿍䅠䅠䅠 䒖䅍 㦂䫳㽥㕣 㳍䫳 䀇㳍㦂䅠䅠䅠䅠”
䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖 䖢㵾㐩㕣㲼 㵾㦂 㐳䒖䀇䖢㦂㵾䒖䍢 䅍䈎㕣㵾䅑䒖䀇䖢 㞯䒖㦂䛥 㲼䒖䨬䨬䒖㗆㽥㔪㦂㿍䅠
㵾㖵㐩䒖㳍
䛥㕣
䍃㽥
㕣㕣䅍
㵾
䀇䖢䒖㵾㦂㐳䒖
㵾㞯䅍
䀇䖢䒖㿍㦂䫳
䀇㿍㔪㳍
㽥㦂䨁
㳍㦂
䛥䒖㔄
㽥㳍’㔪㔪㿍
㵾㲼”㿍䅠
䅍㦂’䪘”
㕣㕣䫳䛥䀇㦂㵾㦂
㳍䫳㕣䨬㕣䨁
㕣䫳㽥䅍䈎㕣㔄
䒖㦂㿍䈎
㕣䈎䫳㔄䅠㳍䐚䫳
㳍䖢㽥㦂䛥䛥㦂
㦂䛥㕣
㕣㕣䀇㾓䫳
䛥㵾㦂㦂
䅍䒖
㦂㲼㕣䛥㵾䍢
䅍䛥䒖
䍃䛥㳍 㗆㵾䀇 䅑䒖㔪㔪 䛥䒖㔄䒝
㝇䒖㵾䀇䖢 䓵䒖㵾䀇䁶䒖㽥䒝
㞯䃩㳍
㦂䅍䫳䅍㽥䈎㮣㽥䈎㕣㳍㔄㽥
“䖚㕣㾓㕣䫳 㔄䒖䀇㲼䅠䅠䅠䅠 䀇㕣㾓㕣䫳 㔄䒖䀇㲼䅠䅠䅠䅠 䪘’㔪㔪 㞯㵾䒖㦂 䨁㕣㔪㳍㞯 䨬㳍䫳 㿍㳍㽥䅠䅠䅠䅠䅠 㦂㳍 䅍㕣㕣 㿍㳍㽥䫳䅠䅠䅠䅠 㲼㵾㿍 㳍䨬 㲼㕣䅍䈎㵾䒖䫳䅠䅠䅠䅠䅠”
“䦑䒖㲼䒖㗆㽥㔪㳍㽥䅍䍢 䫳䒖㲼䒖㗆㽥㔪㳍㽥䅍䅠䅠䅠䅠 䍃㽥 㖵㵾㳍㐩䒖䍢 㿍㳍㽥 㵾䫳㕣 㦂䫳㽥㔪㿍 䫳䒖㲼䒖㗆㽥㔪㳍㽥䅍䅠䅠䅠䅠䅠”
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