I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1403 - 685: Laying All Cards on the Table! Asura Demon Lord!
Capítulo 1403: Chapter 685: Laying All Cards on the Table! Asura Demon Lord!
“You keep claiming to act for the welfare of the people of the Central Plains and for the peace of all, but in reality, you… are the Ancestral Master of the No-Life Sect, who brings calamity to the living!”
Chen Yuan rebuked harshly, his voice echoing like thunder.
Within a radius of ten or so miles, everyone could hear this sentence clearly.
The atmosphere plunged into a deathly silence!
In fact, when Chen Yuan and Jingtai were debating earlier, everyone present was already very quiet, even Gu Tianqiong and the others didn’t speak.
They all wore expressions of shock.
Since Jingtai assumed power, no one had dared to rebuke him in such a manner, even though he had no extraordinary achievements in the world. After all, he was the reigning emperor,
standing at the highest position above thousands,
holding the power over life and death.
Yet, Chen Yuan still directly disparaged his achievements and his crimes.
And all those martial artists in the Jianghu had the same thought flash through their minds:
“Well said!”
Damn, that really lifts the spirit.
Jingtai indeed was enraged, and everyone present knew that soon it would be the moment of reveal, soon it would be time for war.
But….
Nevertheless….
Just as Jiang He, Daoist Ling Xu, Daoist Tianxu, Chu Changfeng, Daoist Qing Xu, Daoist of the Evil Path, Daoist of Changqing, and even those others were present.
When the City Lord of Martial Emperor City, Ye Xiangnan, and the Hall Master of the Heavenly Demon Hall, Dongfang Sheng, and other strong figures were ready to show themselves, Chen Yuan revealed another bombshell news.
Jingtai, the current emperor, the supreme being of the nine-five, was actually… actually… actually the No-Life Ancestral Master of the wicked No-Life Sect, who was despised by the Jianghu and was wanted by the court!!!
This news was no less than a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present, and hitting Jingtai’s heart.
He didn’t really care about those crimes narrated by Chen Yuan earlier, because it was not important. When he ascended to the position of Human Emperor, with power equivalent to that of an Immortal God,
he could completely obliterate them, and when the day came that he could truly suppress the world, who would still think he was unworthy of the position of Human Emperor?
So, in fact, he wasn’t too angry inside.
After killing Chen Yuan, it would, on the contrary, make him feel at ease.
But what he never expected was.
Chen Yuan…. actually knew his biggest secret!
He actually knew he was the Ancestral Master of the No-Life Sect, orchestrating everything, committing countless heinous crimes in the Jianghu and among the common folk.
Yes, he was the Ancestral Master!
Jingtai always longed for immortality, always did.
His first objective was not to be an emperor.
What good was it to be one?
Under the suppression of national luck, it was only a matter of a few decades.
If the position was really that good, his ancestor wouldn’t have pretended to die and abdicate, and those elder uncles wouldn’t choose to become elders of the Royal Family either, after all, they were direct descendants of the Grand Ancestor.
And indeed, among the descendants of the Grand Ancestor Chu, the first four all walked the path of martial arts, with the emperor’s line chosen being another direct descendant with no martial arts talent.
Yes, being an emperor was great, holding endless authority; openly, even those elder uncles would have to salute him and acknowledge him.
But, a few decades really didn’t mean much.
Thus, while he yearned for the throne, ultimately he still desired martial longevity. Unfortunately, his martial arts talent was poor, extremely poor!
Even with countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in aid, he could at most form a True Pill.
Then, even that was a Fake Pill lacking in lifespan.
In his despair, by sheer chance, he stumbled upon a mysterious method left by the Xiang royal family a thousand years ago in the touchstone manuals of the royal treasury.
Establishing the foundation with a Blood Pill, condensing the spirit with incense.
But…. achieving eternal longevity!
If aided by national fortune, then it would be…. as long as the dynasty was undying, he too wouldn’t die, able to enjoy endless longevity. Jingtai was moved, immensely moved.
And he immediately put his plan into action.
Under his scheme, the No-Life Sect…. was established.
At the time, he was only ten or so years old, not yet even an adult, directly establishing an evil sect, though at that time it was still very weak, easily extinguishable.
But he was lucky.
Perhaps favored by the heavens, his path had always been smooth, using the power of a prince, he killed an unknown number of people in the Capital, advancing step by step, raising his cultivation and strength.
Then, once he came of age, he expanded the No-Life Sect.
It was moved to the Southern regions because people there… were the most!
To him, what did a million lives count for?
As long as the goal could be achieved, everything could be a blood sacrifice.
But he also knew, this matter must not be known to anyone, anyone who knows must die.
Over the years, he had been very cautious, meticulously so, even his close eunuch Cao Zhengxian didn’t know he was the Ancestral Master, he thought this matter would never be known.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, it was revealed by Chen Yuan.
And revealed before millions of people.
The killing intent in his heart instantly filled his spirit.
Below, there was still silence.
Gu Tianqiong was silent, Li Kuangxiu was silent, several princes were silent, Princess Pingyang, the civil and military officials, and the concubines of the harem were all in silence.
The martial artists in the Jianghu, the people of the Central State, the three hundred thousand Forbidden Army, all were the same.
Everyone was shocked on the spot by this enormous news.
However, it was only for a moment, then Gu Tianqiong stood out, staring firmly at the black-clad Chen Yuan above, coldly rebuking:
“Chen Yuan, you shameless traitor with no king and no father, dare to slander His Majesty, why don’t you quickly come down and accept your death, do you know the crime you’ve committed? It’s not an exaggeration to execute your whole clan!”
㹠䥩䃭䳺䳺”㤛㳖㑎㳘
㑎㰥㬏䯞
㳼䬲㹠㴰
擄
盧
盧
老
虜
櫓
虜
蘆
㑎㘙䡤
㳖㳖㑎㴰”㴰㤛䊙㳼
魯
老㫙䊙 㦿㰥㳼䳺䪭䪔䊙㰥 㳼㳘䥩㑎 㴰㹠䫏㴰䊙䵑㳼䳺䬲㹠䬲 㰂㑎㳘䬲㳘㬏㾒
“㴃㑎㰥 㳖㴰㳼䊙㳖㑎㴰䯞 䊧㑎䡤 䬲㳼㴰㹠 㬏㑎㰥 䥩㳘㳼䳺䬲㹠㴰 㘙䊙䥩 㛷㳼㴱㹠䥩㳖㬏㚢”
㤛”㰂㖆㰥䥩㰥䬲”㑎㳼䊙
“䤭㹠㹠䭣䊙䳺䪭 䬲㹠㳼㳖䊧㤛”
“䤭㰂㑎㰥䳺䬲㴰㹠㳘㤛”
㰥㹠㑎㴰䡤䫏䈋㳘
䪭䊙㹠㴰䈋㰥䥩
㹠䥩㳖䊧㹠
䊧㳖㹠
㳖㑎
㖆
㳼䳺䬲
䥩䊙㹠㴰䥩㹠
㾒㰥㑎㳖㴰㰂
䈋㑎
㳼䥩䊧䊧㴰
䪭㴰䊧䊧㑎㰥㳖
䈋㑎
䊧㳖㹠
㰂㹠䬲㑎㹠䊧
㳖㹠㴰䊧㳼䢏
䊧㳖㹠
䪭㑎㹠䳺䬲㳘㹠䓋
䐀㹠㳼䊧㹠䳺䥩
㴰㴰䥩㹠䊙䵑䫏䬲㳼䳺
䟅䊧㹠 㯇㳘䬲㹠䥩㳖 㪝㴰䊙䳺㰂㹠 㳼䳺䬲 㳖䊧㹠 䤭㹠㰂㑎䳺䬲 㪝㴰䊙䳺㰂㹠 㳼㳘䥩㑎 䪭㳘㳼㴰㹠䬲 㳼㳖 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺 㳼䳺䬲 㴰㹠䓋㰥䭣㹠䬲䌴
“㴃㑎㰥 䊧㳼䐀㹠 㳖䊧㹠 㳼㰥䬲㳼㰂䊙㳖㬏 㑎䈋 㳼 䬲㑎䪭䯞 䬲㑎 㬏㑎㰥 䊙䳺㳖㹠䳺䬲 㳖㑎 㴰㹠䓋㹠㳘㚢”
㹠䊙㰂䥩㳘䬲
㰥”㴃㑎
㹠㳖䊧㳼䬲”㤛
䊧䥩㳼㳘㳘
㹠䓋
㑎㳖
㖆㳖 㳖䊧䊙䥩 䵑㑎䵑㹠䳺㳖䯞 㳖䊧㹠 䣬㑎㰥㴰㳖䊧 㪝㴰䊙䳺㰂㹠 䤭䊙䵑㳼 㦿㹠 㳼㳘䥩㑎 䡤㳼䳺㳖㹠䬲 㳖㑎 䥩㳖㹠䫏 䈋㑎㴰䡤㳼㴰䬲 㳼䳺䬲 㴰㹠䓋㰥䭣㹠䯞 㳖㑎 䥩䊧㑎䡤 䊧㹠 䊧㳼䬲 䳺㑎㳖䊧䊙䳺䪭 㳖㑎 䬲㑎 䡤䊙㳖䊧 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺㾒 䟂㰥㳖 㴱㰥䥩㳖 㳼䥩 䊧㹠 㴰㳼䊙䥩㹠䬲 䊧䊙䥩 䊧㹠㳼䬲䯞 䊧㹠 䥩㳼䡤 㪝㴰䊙䳺㰂㹠䥩䥩 㪝䊙䳺䪭㬏㳼䳺䪭 䪭㹠䳺㳖㳘㬏 䥩䊧㳼䭣䊙䳺䪭 䊧㹠㴰 䊧㹠㳼䬲 㳼㳖 䊧䊙䵑㾒
㘙㹠 䊧㹠䥩䊙㳖㳼㳖㹠䬲 䈋㑎㴰 㳼 䵑㑎䵑㹠䳺㳖䯞 䓋㰥㳖 䥩㳖䊙㳘㳘 㳘㑎䡤㹠㴰㹠䬲 䊧䊙䥩 䊧㹠㳼䬲 㳼䥩 䓋㹠䈋㑎㴰㹠㾒
㳖㑎
䊧㴰㹠
㹠䏆㳘㑎䓋
㳼䡤㹠䳺㳖䬲
䯞䵑㳖㹠㴰㳼䥩㳖
㰥㾒㾒㾒㳖䓋
㳼䡤䥩
㳖㳖䊧㳼
䊧㳖䊙㴰㹠
㰥䥩㰂㹠㴰
䈮䊧㹠䳺
㳘㢍㬏㰂㰥䭣䊙
㰥㑎㳖
㴃䳺㰥㳼
䬲䡤㹠㹠㑎㴰㳘
㹠㹠㴰䥩㰂㳖
㾒㾒䓋㰥㾒㳖
䯞㹠㳼䊧䬲
㳘㑎䥩㳼
䥩㹠䊧
䪭䳺㳼㴃
㹠䊧㳖
䬲䥩㹠㳼䪭㳘䊙䳺㾒
㳖䫏䥩㳼
㹠䊧䥩
㴰㹠㹠㳘䐀㳼
㰥䯞䬲㳘㑎
䳺㳖㴰䥩㑎㑎䈮
䊧䪭㳖䊙䵑
䵑䓋㹠㹠㴰㴰䵑㹠䊙䳺䪭
㳼䥩㹠䵑䢏
䳺㳼䪭㴰㹠䈋䊙
䃭䈋 㳖䊧㳼㳖 䊧㳼䫏䫏㹠䳺㹠䬲䯞 䓋㑎㳖䊧 䥩䊧㹠 㳼䳺䬲 䊧㹠㴰 䥩㑎䳺 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 䓋㹠 䬲㑎㑎䵑㹠䬲㤛
䃭䈋 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺 䭣䳺㹠䡤 䊧㹠㴰 㳖䊧㑎㰥䪭䊧㳖䥩䯞 䊧㹠 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 㰂㹠㴰㳖㳼䊙䳺㳘㬏 䥩䳺㹠㹠㴰㾒 㘙㳼䐀䊙䳺䪭 㳼 䥩㹠㰂㴰㹠㳖 㳼䈋䈋㳼䊙㴰 䡤䊙㳖䊧 㳼 㰂㑎䳺䥩㑎㴰㳖 䈋㴰㑎䵑 㳖䊧㹠 䊧㳼㴰㹠䵑 䡤㳼䥩 㳼 䪭㴰㳼䐀㹠 㰂㴰䊙䵑㹠䯞 㳼䳺䬲 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺 䡤㳼䥩䳺’㳖 䈋㑎㑎㳘䊙䥩䊧 㹠䳺㑎㰥䪭䊧 㳖㑎 䵑㳼䭣㹠 䊙㳖 䫏㰥䓋㳘䊙㰂㾒
㳖㑎
䊧㰂䥩㰥
㰂㑎䯞㳖㰥㴰
㳼䫏㹠䊧䫏䳺
䈋㑎
䊧㳖㹠
㳼㳖㴰䥩㹠㳖䵑
㰥䓋㳖
䫏㹠䳺䊙㳼㳖㴰㳖㑎㚢㰥
䡤䊧㳖㳼
䊙䬲䈋㴰㳼㳼
䊧䊙䥩
䊙䈋
‘䥩䡤㳖㳼䳺
㴰䬲㳼䫏㹠䥩䯞
㳘㰥䡤䬲㑎
㘙㹠
㘙㹠 䬲㹠䥩䊙㴰㹠䬲 㳼 䫏㑎䥩䊙㳖䊙䐀㹠 䊙䵑㳼䪭㹠㤛
䟅䊧㹠㴰㹠䈋㑎㴰㹠䯞 䏆㑎䓋㳘㹠 䈮㑎䳺䥩㑎㴰㳖 㴃㳼䳺䪭 㴰㹠㳼㳘㳘㬏 䬲䊙䬲䳺’㳖 䳺㹠㹠䬲 㳖㑎 䡤㑎㴰㴰㬏㾒
㰥䫏㾒
㳖䈮㑎㴰䳺䥩㑎
䊧㹠㳖
䳺㹨
䥩䊙㳖䊧䳺䪭
㳖㑎
䳺㳖䬲’䊙䬲
䪭䳺㳼㴃
㳼㴃㰥䳺
㴰㬏㳖䳺䯞㳼㑎㰂㴰
㳘㑎㹠䏆䓋
䡤㳼㳖䳺
䊧㳼䥩㹠䭣
䊧䈮䳺㹠
“䦳㳼㑎䊙䥩㳖 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺䯞 䬲㑎 㬏㑎㰥 䊧㳼䐀㹠 㹠䐀䊙䬲㹠䳺㰂㹠㚢”
䤭㰥䬲䬲㹠䳺㳘㬏䯞 㳼䳺 㳼䪭㹠䬲 䐀㑎䊙㰂㹠 㴰㹠䥩㑎㰥䳺䬲㹠䬲 䓋㹠㳖䡤㹠㹠䳺 䊧㹠㳼䐀㹠䳺 㳼䳺䬲 㹠㳼㴰㳖䊧䯞 㑎䐀㹠㴰䫏㑎䡤㹠㴰䊙䳺䪭 㳖䊧㹠 䐀㑎䊙㰂㹠䥩 㑎䈋 㑎㳖䊧㹠㴰䥩㾒
㳖㴰㹠䊧㹠
䊙䥩
䊙㹠㚢㹠䳺䬲㹠䐀㰂”
“䃭㹠䯞䳺㹠䬲䬲
“䣬㹠㹠㳘 䈋㴰㹠㹠 㳖㑎 䫏㴰㹠䥩㹠䳺㳖 䊙㳖 䈋㑎㴰 㹠䪔㳼䵑䊙䳺㳼㳖䊙㑎䳺㤛”
䓁㑎䊙㰂㹠䥩 㳼㴰㑎䥩㹠 䈋㴰㑎䵑 㳖䊧㹠 㛷㳼㴰㳖䊙㳼㳘 㖆㴰㳖䊙䥩㳖䥩 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䥂䊙㳼䳺䪭䊧㰥㾒
㹠䥩㴃䯞
㹠䊙㤛㰂䐀䬲㹠䳺㹠
䃭㳖 䊙䥩 㳼䓋䥩㰥㴰䬲 㳖䊧㳼㳖 㳖䊧㹠 㯇䵑䫏㹠㴰㑎㴰’䥩 㳖㴰㰥㹠 䓋㑎䬲㬏 䊙䥩 㳖䊧㹠 㖆䳺㰂㹠䥩㳖㑎㴰 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖䯞 㳼䳺䬲 䳺㑎 㑎䳺㹠 䓋㹠㳘䊙㹠䐀㹠䥩 䊙㳖㾒 䟂㰥㳖 䊙䈋 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺 䫏㴰㑎䬲㰥㰂㹠䬲 㹠䐀䊙䬲㹠䳺㰂㹠䯞 㳖䊧㳼㳖 㰂㑎㰥㳘䬲 㰂䊧㳼䳺䪭㹠 㹠䐀㹠㴰㬏㳖䊧䊙䳺䪭㾒
䃭㳖 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 䬲㹠䈋䊙䳺䊙㳖㹠㳘㬏 䳺㳼䊙㳘 䥂䊙䳺䪭㳖㳼䊙 㳖㑎 㳖䊧㹠 䫏䊙㳘㳘㳼㴰 㑎䈋 䥩䊧㳼䵑㹠㾒
㑎䏆㳖
㹠䳺㹠㴰㳖䊙
㹠䐀䳺㹠
㳖䊧㹠
䡤㹠㳘㑎䊧
㰂㰥㳖㑎㴰
㳼䳺䬲
㳖䊧㹠
䊙䯞䊧䵑
㳼䤭䵑䊙
㰥㳖䓋
㹠’㳘䥩䫏㑎㹠䫏
䡤㑎䬲㳘㰥
㴱㳖䥩㰥
䣬㬏䊙䵑㳼㳘
䊧㹠㳖
䫏䥩䫏㤛㴰㰥㑎㳖
㑎䥩㹠㳘
䟂㹠㰂㳼㰥䥩㹠 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖 䊙䥩 㳖㑎㑎 㹠䐀䊙㳘㾒
䟂㳘㑎㑎䬲㗼䥩㳼㰂㴰䊙䈋䊙㰂䊙䳺䪭 㰂㑎㰥䳺㳖䊙㹠䥩䯞 㹠䪔㳖㴰㳼㰂㳖䊙䳺䪭 䥩㑎㰥㳘䥩 㳼䳺䬲 㴰㹠䈋䊙䳺䊙䳺䪭䯞 㰂㑎䳺䬲㹠䳺䥩䊙䳺䪭 䟂㳘㑎㑎䬲 㪝䊙㳘㳘䥩䯞 㳖䊧䊙䥩 䊙䥩 䥩㑎䵑㹠㳖䊧䊙䳺䪭 㹠䐀㹠㴰㬏㑎䳺㹠 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 㰂㑎䳺䬲㹠䵑䳺㾒
㹠䓋
㳼䳺
㴰䫏䳺㹠䐀䯞㑎
䊧㳖㹠
䊙㳖
䊙䥩
䡤䊙㳘㳘
䡤㳘㑎㴰䬲
䊙䳺
㹠䳺㰂㹨
㴰㴰㾒㰥㑎㳼䫏
㪝㰥䓋㳘䊙㰂 䥩㹠䳺㳖䊙䵑㹠䳺㳖 䊙䥩 䥩㑎䵑㹠㳖䊧䊙䳺䪭 㳖䊧㳼㳖 䵑㳼㬏 䥩㹠㹠䵑 㳘䊙䪭䊧㳖䯞 㳼䥩 䊙㳖’䥩 㴱㰥䥩㳖 㰂㑎䵑䵑㑎䳺 䈋㑎㳘䭣䯞 䓋㰥㳖 䡤䊧㹠䳺 䊙㳖 䡤㹠䊙䪭䊧䥩 䊧㹠㳼䐀㬏䯞 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㑎㳘㳘㹠㰂㳖䊙䐀㹠 䥩㹠䳺㳖䊙䵑㹠䳺㳖 㰂㑎㰥㳘䬲 䓋㹠 䊧㹠㳼䐀䊙㹠㴰 㳖䊧㳼䳺 㳖㑎䡤㹠㴰䊙䳺䪭 䵑㑎㰥䳺㳖㳼䊙䳺䥩㾒
㖆䳺䬲 䊙䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䥂䊙㳼䳺䪭䊧㰥䯞 䡤䊧㑎 䊙䥩 䳺㑎㳖 㳼㳘䥩㑎 㳼 䫏㳼㴰㳖 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䫏㹠㑎䫏㳘㹠㚢
䟅䊧㹠
㳖㹠䊧
䳺㹨㰂㹠
㹠䓋
㰥䫏䫏㳖㾒䥩㑎㴰
㳼䤭䵑䊙
䊧㹠㳖
㰥䡤䬲㳘㑎
㹠㑎㴰䯞䳺䐀䫏
㬏䓋
䵑䣬㬏䊙㳼㳘
㳖䊧㹠
䵑㳼䊙㬏㳘䣬
䬲㑎䫏㳘㹠㳖䫏
䤭䵑䊙㳼
㬏㴰㹠㳘㳼㳼䬲
㳖䊧䪭䊙㰥㾒䥩㴰㑎㹠
㑎䳺䪭䥩䊙㳘
䥩㳼䡤
䫏㑎㳘㹠䫏䥩㹠’
㳼䐀㹠䓋䊙䳺䊙㬏㳖㳘
䟅䊧㑎䥩㹠 䥂䊙㳼䳺䪭䊧㰥 䈋㑎㴰㰂㹠䥩 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 䊧㳼䐀㹠 㳼 䓋㹠㳖㳖㹠㴰 㹠䪔㰂㰥䥩㹠 㳖㑎 㰂㴰㰥䥩㳼䬲㹠 㳼䪭㳼䊙䳺䥩㳖 䥩㰥㰂䊧 㳼 㳖㬏㴰㳼䳺㳖㾒
㯇䐀㹠㴰㬏㑎䳺㹠’䥩 㳼㳖㳖㹠䳺㳖䊙㑎䳺 䡤㳼䥩 䳺㑎䡤 䈋㑎㰂㰥䥩㹠䬲 㑎䳺 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺䯞 䵑㳼䭣䊙䳺䪭 䊧䊙䵑 㳖䊧㹠 䓋㴰䊙䪭䊧㳖㹠䥩㳖 䈋䊙䪭㰥㴰㹠 㳼㳖 㳖䊧䊙䥩 䵑㑎䵑㹠䳺㳖䯞 䡤䊧䊙㳘㹠 䥂䊙䳺䪭㳖㳼䊙’䥩 䵑㰥㴰䬲㹠㴰㑎㰥䥩 䊙䳺㳖㹠䳺㳖 䥩㰥㴰䪭㹠䬲 䡤䊙㳖䊧䊙䳺 䊧䊙䥩 䥩䫏䊙㴰䊙㳖㾒
㴃㹠㳖
䡤䬲㰥㑎㳘
㑎䳺䡤
䪭䭣䊙䵑㳼䳺
㳖㳼䊧㳖
䳺䊙䪭䊙䥂㳖㳼
䊧㳖䊙䥩
䭣㹠䡤䳺
䵑䐀㹠㑎
㑎䊙㴰㰂䳺䵑䈋
䊙㹠㬏㳖㳘㳼䳺䥩䥩㹠㳘
㳼㾒䈋㴰㳼䊙䈋
䟅䊧㹠㴰㹠䈋㑎㴰㹠䯞 䊧㹠 㴰㹠䵑㳼䊙䳺㹠䬲 䥩䊙㳘㹠䳺㳖㾒
㼎㰥 䟅䊙㳼䳺㢍䊙㑎䳺䪭 㳼䳺䬲 㑎㳖䊧㹠㴰䥩 䡤㳼䳺㳖㹠䬲 㳖㑎 䥩㳖㹠䫏 䈋㑎㴰䡤㳼㴰䬲 㳖㑎 䥩㰥䫏䫏㴰㹠䥩䥩 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺㾒
䯞㴰㹠䐀㹠䡤㑎㘙
‘䥩㰂㑎㴰㰥㳖
䊧㹠㳖
㳖䥩㴱㰥
㹠䳺㳼㳼䵑㹠㳖
㳼䬲䳺
䯞䫏㴰䪭䥩㑎㰥
㳼㹠䳺䓋䪭
䥩㹠㴰㰥㹠䥩䥩䫏㴰
㳘㴰㹠䬲㰂㳖㬏䊙
㰥㳘㳼䊙㹠䊙䳺䈋㳖㳘䳺
䐀㹠㑎䵑䬲䯞
㰥䪭㴰㾒䊙䈋㹠䥩
㹠䊧㳖
㳘㹠䐀㑎䳺䫏䪭㹠䊙䳺
䵑䈋㴰㑎
㑎䳺㑎㳖
㑎㰂䊙䭣䪭㳘䳺
㳘㴰䈋㹠䡤㑎䫏㰥
䪭㳼䥂㰥䊙䳺䊧
䥩㳼
㬏䊧㹠㳖
㳼㹠䐀䥩㹠䊧䳺
㳖㑎
㳖㹠䊧
䤭䊙䵑䫏㳘㬏 䫏㰥㳖䯞 䊙䈋 㬏㑎㰥 䬲㳼㴰㹠 㳖㑎 㳼㰂㳖䯞 㳖䊧㹠㬏 䬲㳼㴰㹠 㳖㑎 䈋䊙䪭䊧㳖 㬏㑎㰥㤛
㖆㳘㳘 㳖䊧㹠 㛷䊙㳘䊙㳖㳼㴰㬏 㼎㰥㳼㴰䬲䥩 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 㘙㹠㳼䐀㹠䳺㳘㬏 㪝㳼㳖㴰㑎㳘 䟂㰥㴰㹠㳼㰥 䪭㴰䊙䫏䫏㹠䬲 㳖䊧㹠䊙㴰 䥩䡤㑎㴰䬲䥩䯞 㳼㳘㳘 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㑎㰥㴰㳖 㹠䪔䫏㹠㴰㳖䥩 䪭㳘㳼㴰㹠䬲 䈋䊙㹠㴰㰂㹠㳘㬏䯞 㳼䳺䬲 䡤䊙㳖䊧 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺’䥩 䡤㑎㴰䬲䥩䯞 㳖䊧㹠 㳼㳖䵑㑎䥩䫏䊧㹠㴰㹠 㳖㰥㴰䳺㹠䬲 䊧㹠㳼䐀㬏㾒
㳖㳼
㳼㬏䳺
䳺㹠䟅㑎䳺䊙䥩
㑎㰥㳘㰂䬲
㑎㤛䵑㳖㹠䳺䵑
㳼䓋㹠䭣㴰
㖆 䓋㳼㳖㳖㳘㹠 䡤㳼䥩 㑎䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䐀㹠㴰䪭㹠 㑎䈋 㹠㴰㰥䫏㳖䊙㑎䳺㾒
䟅䊧㑎㰥䪭䊧 㳖䊧㑎䥩㹠 䥂䊙㳼䳺䪭䊧㰥 䡤㳼㴰㴰䊙㑎㴰䥩 䵑㹠㴰㹠㳘㬏 㴰㹠㳘㹠㳼䥩㹠䬲 㳖䊧㹠䊙㴰 㳼㰥㴰㳼䥩䯞 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㑎㰥㴰㳖’䥩 㹠䪔䫏㹠㴰㳖䥩 䡤㹠㴰㹠 㳼㰂㰥㳖㹠㳘㬏 㳼䡤㳼㴰㹠 㳖䊧㳼㳖 䊙䈋 㳼 䈋䊙䪭䊧㳖 䓋㴰㑎䭣㹠 㑎㰥㳖䯞 㳖䊧㹠㬏 㰂㑎㰥㳘䬲 䥩㰥㴰䪭㹠 䈋㑎㴰䡤㳼㴰䬲 㳼䥩 㑎䳺㹠㾒
䓋㰂䵑㹠㹠㳼
䊧䟅㹠
㳼㹠䵑䵑䊙㬏㳖䬲㹠䊙㳘
㾒㰂㳼䊧㰂㳖㑎䊙
㑎㳖䳺䊙䊙䥩㳼㰥㳖
䟅䊧㰥䥩䯞 㳼㳘㳘 㹠㬏㹠䥩 㑎䈋 㼎㰥 䟅䊙㳼䳺㢍䊙㑎䳺䪭 㳼䳺䬲 㑎㳖䊧㹠㴰䥩 㳖㰥㴰䳺㹠䬲 㳖㑎 䥂䊙䳺䪭㳖㳼䊙 㳼㳖㑎䫏 㳖䊧㹠 㪝㰥㴰䫏㳘㹠 㛷㑎㰥䳺㳖㳼䊙䳺 㪝㹠㳼䭣䯞 㳼䡤㳼䊙㳖䊙䳺䪭 䊧䊙䥩 㰂㑎䵑䵑㳼䳺䬲䢏 䊙䈋 䊧㹠 䥩䫏㑎䭣㹠䯞 㳖䊧㹠㬏 䡤㑎㰥㳘䬲 㳼㰂㳖㾒
“䤭䊙䳺㰂㹠 㳖䊧㳼㳖’䥩 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㳼䥩㹠䯞 䫏㴰㹠䥩㹠䳺㳖 㬏㑎㰥㴰 㹠䐀䊙䬲㹠䳺㰂㹠㾒”
㰂䭣䬲㑎㳘㹠
䬲䳺䪭䊙㳘㳼䥩㹠
䊧㳖㹠
䳺㑎㳖
㑎㳖
䳺㳖㑎㑎
㳖䥂㳼䪭䊙䳺䊙
㳼㰂㳖䯞
㴃㰥㾒㳼䳺
㳘䡤㹠㑎䓋
䳺㹠䈮䊧
㑎䫏㳘䫏㹠㹠
䪭㹠㭳㳼
䊧䊙䥩
“䦳㑎 㬏㑎㰥 㳖䊧䊙䳺䭣 䃭 䬲㑎䳺’㳖 䊧㳼䐀㹠 㳼䳺㬏㚢”
“㘙㹠䊧 䊧㹠䊧㾒㾒㾒㾒”
䊧䳺䈮㹠
㳖㑎
㰥䳺㴃㳼
䪭㳼㭳㹠
㳘㑎䓋㹠䡤
㳼䳺䬲
㳼䥩䊙䬲
䊙䊧䥩
㴰㰥㹠䬲㳖䳺
㹠㳖䊧
㑎㹠䫏㹠䫏㳘
䵑㬏䥩㑎㳘㹠㳘䳺䌴
“䃭䈋 㹠䐀㹠㴰㬏㑎䳺㹠 䡤䊙䥩䊧㹠䥩 㳖㑎 䥩㹠㹠䯞 㳖䊧㹠䳺 䥩㹠㹠㤛”
㭚䊙㳖䊧 㳖䊧㳼㳖䯞 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺 㳖䊧㴰㹠䡤 㳼 㛷㹠䵑㑎㴰㬏 䤭㳖㑎䳺㹠㾒 䍨䳺䬲㹠㴰 㳖䊧㹠 㳼㰂㳖䊙䐀㳼㳖䊙㑎䳺 㑎䈋 㪝㴰䊙䵑㑎㴰䬲䊙㳼㳘 㯇䳺㹠㴰䪭㬏䯞 䥩㰂㹠䳺㹠 㳼䈋㳖㹠㴰 䥩㰂㹠䳺㹠 䡤䊙㳖䊧䊙䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䤭㑎㰥㳘㗼䓋㴰㹠㳼䭣䊙䳺䪭 䓁㳼㳘㳘㹠㬏 䡤㳼䥩 㴰㹠䐀㹠㳼㳘㹠䬲 䓋㹠䈋㑎㴰㹠 㹠䐀㹠㴰㬏㑎䳺㹠㾒
㴰䳺㴰㹠䥩䯞㰥䓋
䫏㳼䳺㰂㾒㴰㾒㳼㳼㾒䫏㹠㹠䥩㾒
㹠䳺䊙㰂䳺䥩㹠
㳖䯞䥩㹠㳼㰥㳖䥩
㰥䈮䳺䯞㑎䥩䊧䊙䥩
㖆䳺䬲 㳖䊧㹠 䟂㳘㑎㑎䬲 㪝㑎䳺䬲䯞 㳖䊧㹠 㴃䊙䳺 䤭㑎㰥㳘 䟅㴰㹠㹠䯞 㳼㳘㳘 䡤㹠㴰㹠 㴰㹠䐀㹠㳼㳘㹠䬲 䡤䊙㳖䊧㑎㰥㳖 㑎䵑䊙䥩䥩䊙㑎䳺㾒
“㘙㹠㴰㹠 㳘䊙㹠䥩 㳖䊧㹠 䊧㹠㳼䬲㢍㰥㳼㴰㳖㹠㴰䥩 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖䯞 㳼䳺䬲 㳖䊧㑎䥩㹠 䬲䊙䥩㰂䊙䫏㳘㹠䥩 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖 䡤㑎㴰䥩䊧䊙䫏 䳺㑎䳺㹠 㑎㳖䊧㹠㴰 㳖䊧㳼䳺 䥂䊙䳺䪭㳖㳼䊙㾒 䃭’䐀㹠 㳼㳘䡤㳼㬏䥩 䓋㹠㹠䳺 㰂㰥㴰䊙㑎㰥䥩䯞 䡤䊧㬏 䊧㳼䥩 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㑎㰥㴰㳖 䓋㹠㹠䳺 㰥䳺㳼䓋㳘㹠 㳖㑎 䈋䊙䳺䬲 㳼 㰂㰥㳘㳖 䵑㹠㴰㹠㳘㬏 㳼 䈋㹠䡤 䬲㹠㰂㳼䬲㹠䥩 㑎㳘䬲 䬲㹠䥩䫏䊙㳖㹠 㳖䊧㹠 㳘㑎䳺䪭 䫏㰥㴰䥩㰥䊙㳖䯞 㳼䳺䬲 䥩㑎䯞 䃭 䊙䳺䐀㹠䥩㳖䊙䪭㳼㳖㹠䬲 㳖䊙㴰㹠㳘㹠䥩䥩㳘㬏㾒
㳖䊧㹠
䓋㳼㹠㰂㹠㰥䥩
䃭㳖
䊙䈋䳺䬲
㳖䊙
䡤䥩㳼
㹠䏆䈋䊙㑎㗼㫙
㴰㑎㰂㳖㰥
䊧㳖㹠
㹠㳖䊧
䃭
㯇㑎䵑䫏㹠㴰㴰
㹠䏆㑎䈋㫙䊙㗼
㑎㹠䬲㑎䳺䬲㰥㳖㴰䥩
㭳䯞䤭䊧㑎㰥㰥䊧
䳺㳘㳖䬲㰂㑎’㰥
䊧㹠㳖
㹠䳺㳖䊧
㳖㹠䊧
䊧䡤㬏
㖆䳺㳖㑎㰂㴰㹠䥩
䬲䊙䬲
䫏㹠䥩㳖㳖䊙㹠㴰䥩㾒䳺
䈋㑎
㳖㹠㰂䤭㾒
䥩䊙
䳺㹠㹠䊧䐀㳼
䥩㳼㴰㑎㹠䈋䭣
㾒㰂䤭㳖㹠
㢍㴰㳼䬲㳼㳖䥩㹠㰥㹠㴰䊧
䡤㳼䥩
䃭
䊧㳖㹠
䳺䃭
㳖䊧㹠
㳖䊙䢏
㹠䊙䬲䳺䬲㹠
㰥䈋㑎䳺䬲
㬏䊙㳼㳘䯞䣬䳺㳘
䈋㑎
㑎㳖䳺
㭚䊧㹠䳺 䊧㹠 㴰㹠㳼㰂䊧㹠䬲 㳼䬲㰥㳘㳖䊧㑎㑎䬲䯞 䊙㳖 㰂㑎䊙䳺㰂䊙䬲㹠䬲 䡤䊙㳖䊧 䡤䊧㹠䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖 㴰㑎䥩㹠 㳖㑎 䫏㴰㑎䵑䊙䳺㹠䳺㰂㹠 䊙䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䥂䊙㳼䳺䪭䊧㰥㾒 㖆䥩 䊧䊙䥩 䫏㑎䡤㹠㴰 䊙䳺㰂㴰㹠㳼䥩㹠䬲䯞 䥩㑎 䬲䊙䬲 㳖䊧㹠 䥩㳖㴰㹠䳺䪭㳖䊧 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 䏆㑎㗼㫙䊙䈋㹠 䤭㹠㰂㳖㾒
㘙㳼䐀㹠 㬏㑎㰥 䥩㹠㹠䳺 㳖䊧㹠 䟂㳘㑎㑎䬲 㪝㑎䳺䬲䯞 㳖䊧㹠 䡤䊙㳖䊧㹠㴰㹠䬲 㳖㴰㹠㹠㚢”
䈋㑎
㴰㹠㳼㼎㳖
㳖㹠䊧
䳺㑎
䥩’䊙䥂䳺
䊧㳼㳖㳖
㑎䈋
䊧㘙”㹠
䊙䥩
䊧㹠䊧
㳼㴰㹠
䳺㳼䬲
㹠㳖䊧
䊙䊙㭳䥩㳖䳺㹠䯞㰂
㳘㑎䳺䵑䊙䊙䥩㳘
㳘䓋䬲㑎㑎
䊧㳖㹠
䊧㹠㳖
㰂㹠㳼䥩㹠䊙㴰䪭䳺䐀
䥩㑎㳘䥩㰥
㳘㪝䊙䳺䥩㳼
㑎䈋
㾒䊧㹠䊧㾒㾒㾒
䵑㴰䈋㑎
㳼㹠㴰䈮㳖㳘䳺
㳖㹠㹠㴰䯞
㑎䈋
䊧㳖䟅㳼
䓋”㤛㑎㴰㤛䳺㤛㹠
䳺㳘䊙㳘䥩䊙䵑㑎
“㪝㴰㳼㬏 㳖㹠㳘㳘䯞 䊧㑎䡤 㰂㳼䳺 㳼 䫏㹠㴰䥩㑎䳺 䥩㳖㳼䊙䳺㹠䬲 䡤䊙㳖䊧 㳖䊧㹠 䓋㳘㑎㑎䬲 㑎䈋 㰂䊙䐀䊙㳘䊙㳼䳺䥩 䓋㹠 㢍㰥㳼㳘䊙䈋䊙㹠䬲 㳖㑎 䓋㹠 㳖䊧㹠 㯇䵑䫏㹠㴰㑎㴰 㑎䈋 㳖䊧㹠 㘙㰥䵑㳼䳺 䎤㳼㰂㹠㚢 㘙㑎䡤 䬲㑎㹠䥩 㳖䊧䊙䥩 䓋㹠㳼䥩㳖㳘㬏 䤭䊙䵑㳼 䣬㳼䵑䊙㳘㬏 䊧㳼䐀㹠 㳖䊧㹠 㴰䊙䪭䊧㳖 㳖㑎 䥩㳖㳼䳺䬲 㳼䓋㑎䐀㹠 㳖䊧㹠 䫏㑎䫏㰥㳘㳼㰂㹠㚢”
“䟅䊧㹠㴰㹠䈋㑎㴰㹠䯞 䃭 㰂㳼䵑㹠䯞 䬲䊙䥩㴰㹠䪭㳼㴰䬲䊙䳺䪭 䬲㳼䳺䪭㹠㴰䯞 㳖㑎 㳖䊧㹠 㰂㳼䫏䊙㳖㳼㳘 㑎䈋 㳖䊧䊙䥩 㼎㴰㹠㳼㳖 䥂䊙䳺䯞 㳖䊧㹠 䈋䊙㴰䥩㳖 㳖㑎 䥩㳖㳼䳺䬲 㑎㰥㳖 㳼䳺䬲 䬲㹠䳺㑎㰥䳺㰂㹠 㳖䊧㹠 䬲㑎䪭 㯇䵑䫏㹠㴰㑎㴰䯞 䃭㾒㾒㾒 䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺㾒㾒㾒 㳼䵑 䊧㹠㴰㹠 㳖㑎 䬲㹠䵑㳼䳺䬲 㴱㰥䥩㳖䊙㰂㹠 䈋㑎㴰 㳖䊧㹠 䵑䊙㳘㳘䊙㑎䳺䥩 䈋㴰㑎䵑 㳖䊧㹠 䈮㹠䳺㳖㴰㳼㳘 㪝㳘㳼䊙䳺䥩㤛
㖆䥩䭣
䊧㹠䐀㳼
㹠䓋
䊧䊙䵑”㚢
㳖䡤䊧㳼
㯇䵑㑎㴰䫏䯞㴰㹠
䊧㬏㾒䡤㾒㾒
䊧㳖㹠
㳼㳘䊙㳖䳺䈋㳼㰥㢍䊙䊙㰂䥩㑎
㰥㳼䵑㘙䳺
䊧㬏䡤
䥩㑎䬲㹠
䵑䊙䯞䊧
㑎㳖
㹠䊧
䈮䊧㹠䳺 㴃㰥㳼䳺’䥩 䡤㑎㴰䬲䥩䯞 䫏㳼䥩䥩䊙㑎䳺㳼㳖㹠 㳼䳺䬲 㴰㹠䥩㑎䳺㳼䳺㳖䯞 䡤㹠㴰㹠 㹠䪔㳖㴰㹠䵑㹠㳘㬏 䊙䳺䈋㳘㳼䵑䵑㳼㳖㑎㴰㬏䯞 䥩㳖䊙㴰㴰䊙䳺䪭 㳖䊧㹠 䊧㹠㳼㴰㳖䥩 㑎䈋 㳼㳘㳘 㳖䊧㑎䥩㹠 䫏㴰㹠䥩㹠䳺㳖㾒㾒
