I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2114: 2113: Devouring Heaven Demon Pot, Martial God Sword, and Undying Blade

Capítulo 2114: Chapter 2113: Devouring Heaven Demon Pot, Martial God Sword, and Undying Blade

“You’ll understand if you continue watching. It’s a demonic pot,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

“The Devouring Heaven Demon Pot, an ancient item among the Demon Race, though it holds little use for me.

I requested it from Bai Meng, and after refining it, added several Emperor Patterns, leaving it in the True Martial Holy Sect.”

“Can this Devouring Heaven Demon Pot put an end to Li Changsheng?” Lin Ruhu asked.

“If I were to refine it now, ten Li Changshengs would not be enough. But back then, I was just newly becoming an emperor.

There’s a world of difference compared to my current strength.

No matter what, the Devouring Heaven Demon Pot is ultimately without a master.”

Xu Zimei smiled.

“But it’s alright, I think it’s time we went out to meet them.”

Xu Zimei didn’t appear earlier because he wanted to observe who in the current True Martial Holy Sect was worth nurturing.

Liu Sanjian counts as one of them.

As for Xiao Guizi, Xu Zimei had once thought that Xiao Guizi might pass away by the time he returned.

But he was surprised to find that Xiao Guizi was still holding on.

It was quite remarkable.

However, Xu Zimei certainly didn’t wish for any significant casualties in the True Martial Holy Sect.

Some people deserve death, so that others the True Martial Holy Sect must still rely upon.

As the surge of emperor’s might arose high into the sky, the powerful imperial aura seemed to envelop this piece of heaven and earth.

It was as if the Great Emperor himself was present.

Five beams of radiant light rose from within.

You should know that the True Martial Holy Sect has rarely used the Great Emperor Treasured Artifacts since its founding.

Because after the establishment of the sect, with a lineage of five emperors, there was essentially no break, so no one dared to provoke them.

But this time, with the sect at a critical moment of life and death, to produce another Great Emperor, destruction followed by creation is necessary.

Five Great Emperor’s True Artifacts revealed their true forms.

What the True Martial Holy Sect left behind was a sword, a replica of the True Martial Sword, reforged as the Martial God Sword.

This sword is enhanced by martial path rules, containing seven Emperor Patterns of the Great Emperor.

What the Great Emperor of the Three Blades left behind is naturally a blade, his spare blade in the past, which accompanied him for a long time.

After becoming an emperor and undergoing further forging, it now bears twelve Emperor Patterns.

As for what Empress Hongtian left behind, it’s a seed.

This is a Heaven-reaching Wood seed, which, once grown, produces a gourd.

This gourd is said to be capable of containing all things in the world, extraordinarily miraculous.

Apart from that, the Divine Travel Great Emperor left behind a Dragon Talisman.

It is said that Divine Travel Great Emperor discovered this Dragon Talisman in a secret realm as he traveled across the entire Yuan Central Continent.

This Dragon Talisman can nurture a True Dragon; ever since the True Martial Great Emperor founded the Era of Emperors,

The pureblood Great Demons among the Ancestors of Monsters have been mostly eliminated, making such purebred True Dragons exceedingly rare.

It’s said that when a True Dragon reaches peak maturity, it too can carry destiny and prove itself a great emperor.

Besides that, the Eternal Ancient Great Emperor left behind a pot.

A completely pitch-black pot surrounded by dense demonic qi, no one knows what its purpose is.

It is said that once this pot is opened, it requires no control and will operate by itself.

At this moment, five pieces of Great Emperor Treasured Artifacts appeared in the void, directly landing in front of Chu Yishan.

He is the Sect Master of the True Martial Holy Sect, wielding the Sect Master’s decree, thereby having the right to use and distribute them according to the regulations.

“Treasured Artifacts, though fine, are without a master. What can you do with them?” Li Changsheng said flatly.

To him, the Great Emperor Treasured Artifacts posed no threat.

Because his current strength ranks first below the Great Emperor, truly invincible in this world.

“The outcome is not decided yet, so why speak so hastily?” Chu Yishan retorted with a cold snort.

At this time, Guan Wumian, the Great Elder, also stepped forward.

He looked at Li Changsheng and suddenly asked, “This matter arose because of Chu Ci. If we hand him over, can we quell your anger?”

Chu Ci is none other than Chu Yishan’s son.

The conflict between the True Martial Holy Sect and Li Changsheng indeed began with Chu Ci.

Upon hearing this, before Li Changsheng could respond, Chu Yishan, beside him, seemed to explode.

He shouted angrily: “Great Elder, with such a great enemy at our doorstep and everyone prepared to fight to the death, do you display weakness to the enemy?”

“Do you think this situation can be resolved by the life and death of a single person?”

The Great Elder, Guan Wumian, shook his head helplessly.

He knew that the Eternal Ancient Great Emperor was watching from the shadows, and Chu Yishan’s performance at this moment would likely be disappointing.

If he were to have a moment of reflection on the battlefield, he might save his life.

But as things are now, even if Li Changsheng doesn’t kill him, the ancestor would not spare him.

“Take care of yourself,” Guan Wumian said.

Good advice is hard to give to those destined to die.

“Today, the True Martial Holy Sect will be destroyed; no one can change that,” Li Changsheng said, pointing his sword at Chu Yishan, speaking calmly.

“Then let’s try and see,” Chu Yishan could no longer concede.

He seemed almost possessed.

Five Great Emperor Treasured Artifacts circled around him.

As the Sect Master of the True Martial Holy Sect, his prowess was naturally formidable.

He himself was an emperor, and his powerful presence opened all his Vein Gates, causing storms to surge around him.

Chu Yishan rose into the air.

He held the Martial God Sword in his left hand, the Undying Blade in his right.

A gourd hovered behind him, a Dragon Talisman hung at his waist. Apart from the Demonic Pot, the other four Great Emperor Treasured Artifacts required human power to operate.

This battle was of paramount importance; it was the most crucial accumulation of an Imperial Rule Immortal Sect.

If they were defeated, there would be no chance for resistance.

Seeing Chu Yishan about to fight Li Changsheng, Xiao Guizi and Liu Sanjian both wanted to assist.

But Xu Zimei had quietly sent a voice transmission to both of them.

Because he knew that Xiao Guizi was determined to fight even to death.

If he truly died in battle, Xu Zimei would be powerless to bring him back.

In his current state, Xu Zimei could only barely sustain his life.

At the moment they heard Xu Zimei’s transmission, Xiao Guizi was first taken aback, filled with disbelief.

He wasn’t mentally prepared at all.

Xiao Guizi surveyed his surroundings but could not see Xu Zimei, yet understood that Xu Zimei had his own considerations.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and he ultimately chose to watch and see.

In the void, Chu Yishan and Li Changsheng confronted each other from a distance.

Their overwhelming auras clashed, but Li Changsheng was not in a hurry, his aura dragon-like, capable of crushing everything.

But it was Chu Yishan, even with the support of the Treasured Artifacts, external force was ultimately external force.

He was already under pressure, restless and anxious, and had no choice but to make the first move.

With imperial might soaring, he swung the Martial God Sword.

Countless martial path rules evolved within the Sword Intent, having imperial might but remaining formless.

Li Changsheng coldly snorted, casually cleaving with a sword.

Only the sound of “clang” was heard twice.

Chu Yishan felt a tremendous force coming through, and the Martial God Sword in his hand nearly slipped, almost lost grip.

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead; Li Changsheng lived up to his reputation. Previously only rumors, now in actual combat, that sense of despair could be truly felt.

But he did not concede; the Martial God Sword and the Undying Blade both wielded, resembling dragons.

蘆

擄

露

老

㼎䕿䕼

擄

擄

㰓㹿㙀

擄

盧

爐

㤿㰓

盧

䪯㤿㙀㤁䪻㤿䒝 䚽㡹䇉㙀䕿䖩 㼎䕼䕿 㵀㡹䇉㙀䕿 䗦䪻 䪻䌴 䪻㨝㨝㰓㟹㼎䇉㡹 䇉㤿㙀 䪻㤿㙀䕿䌴㼎㟹䏆㞌㼎䪻㵀㡹䕿㥓

㛪䕼䕿䌴䕿 䇉㟹䕿 㼎䑊㰓 䕿䟊㼎㟹䕿㨝䕿 䄡㰓㟹㞌䕿䌴䖩 㰓㤿㡹㤁 䕼䕿䇉㟹䪻㤿䒝 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㟹㰓䇉㟹䪻㤿䒝 䪻㤿 䇉㤿䒝䕿㟹䖩 䇉㡹㡹 㼎䕼䕿 㸁㰓䑊䕿㟹 䑊䪻㼎䕼䪻㤿 䕼䪻㨝 䒝䇉㼎䕼䕿㟹䪻㤿䒝 䪻㤿㼎㰓 䕼䪻䌴 䇉㟹㨝䌴㥓

䇉

㼎䢊䪻䕼

㼎䑊㰓

㰓㼎

㤿㤁䇉

㛪䕼䪻䌴 䪻䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㸁㰓䑊䕿㟹 㵀㡹䕿䌴䌴䕿㙀 㵀㤁 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㛪㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿㙀 䄣㟹㼎䪻䄡䇉㞌㼎䌴㥓

㛪䕼䪻䌴 䄡㰓㟹㞌䕿 㼎㟹䇉㤿䌴䄡㰓㟹㨝䌴 䪻㤿㼎㰓 䇉 㼎㰓㟹㟹䕿㤿㼎䖩 䇉䌴 䪻䄡 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 䕼䪻㨝䌴䕿㡹䄡 䪻䌴 㸁㟹䕿䌴䕿㤿㼎䖩 䇉㤿 䕿㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹’䌴 㨝䪻䒝䕼㼎 㟹䕿䌴㸁㡹䕿㤿㙀䕿㤿㼎 㵀䕿㤁㰓㤿㙀 㞌䇉㸁㼎䏆㟹䕿㥓

㡹䏆㥓”䕿㟹㵀㨝

㨝䏆㡹㵀䫔䖩”䕿

㘸䇉㞌䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 䪻㨝㸁䕿㟹䪻䇉㡹 䇉㟹㼎䪻䄡䇉㞌㼎䌴䖩 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䌴㼎䪻㡹㡹 㞌㰓㤿㞌䕿㙀䕿㙀 䌴㰓㨝䕿 㼎㰓 㼎䕼䕿 㽨䕿㤿䕿㟹䇉㵀㡹䕿㥓

㛪䕼䕿 㡹㰓㤿䒝䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀 䪻㤿 䕼䪻䌴 䕼䇉㤿㙀䖩 㰓㟹䪻䒝䪻㤿䇉㡹㡹㤁 䇉 㸁䏆㟹䕿㧌㞌㰓㡹㰓㟹䕿㙀 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀 䌴䕿䕿㨝䕿㙀 㼎㰓 㵀䕿 䇉㙀㰓㟹㤿䕿㙀 䑊䪻㼎䕼 䇉 㼎㰓䏆㞌䕼 㰓䄡 䒝㰓㡹㙀㥓

䄡㰓

䕼䕿㼎

䌴㰓䒝㟹䑊㙀㰓㤿㡹

㤿䌴㥓䏆

䃴㟹㰓䕿

㰓䒝㡹㙀

䪻㩪㡹䕿

䕼䪻䌴㛪

㼎㰓㩪㰓

㼎䕿䕼

“䔦䏆㤿䄡䇉㡹㡹䖩” 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㼎㰓 䕼䕿䇉㟹 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䌴㰓䄡㼎㡹㤁 㞌䕼䇉㤿㼎㥓

䛅㤿 䇉㤿㞌䪻䕿㤿㼎 㼎䪻㨝䕿䌴䖩 㼎䕼䕿㟹䕿 䑊䕿㟹䕿 㟹䏆㨝㰓㟹䌴 㰓䄡 㼎䕿㤿 䌴䏆㤿䌴 䪻㤿 㼎䕼䕿 䌴㩪㤁䖩 㡹䇉㼎䕿㟹 䌴㰓㨝䕿㰓㤿䕿 䌴䕼㰓㼎 㼎䕼䕿㨝 㙀㰓䑊㤿䖩 䌴䕼㰓㰓㼎䪻㤿䒝 㤿䪻㤿䕿 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿㨝䖩 䕿䃴䕿㤿㼎䏆䇉㡹㡹㤁 㡹䕿䇉䃴䪻㤿䒝 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㰓㤿䕿 䌴䏆㤿㥓

䌴䌴䏆㤿

㤿䪻䕿㤿

㤿㙀䄣

䇉䕼䃴䕿

䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝䖩 䑊䪻㼎䕼 㼎䕼䕿 䌴㼎䇉㤿㞌䕿 㰓䄡 㼎䕿㤿 䌴䏆㤿䌴䖩 㞌㟹䕿䇉㼎䕿㙀 㼎䕼䪻䌴 㨝㰓䃴䕿㥓

䔦䏆㤿䄡䇉㡹㡹䖩 䪻䌴 㼎䕼䕿 䄡䇉㡹㡹䪻㤿䒝 䌴䏆㤿㥓

㤿䌴㼎㟹㰓䌴䒝䕿㼎

䕿㛪䕼

㼎䕿䕼

䕼㼎䕿

䌴䏆㤿

㼎䕼䕿

䪻䄡㨝㤿㨝䕿㟹䇉㼎

䕿㤿䑊䕼

䌴䪻

䄡㨝㰓㟹

䛅㨝䇉䒝䪻㤿䕿 㼎䕼䇉㼎 䌴䏆㤿 㡹䪻㩪䕿 䇉 㨝䕿㼎䕿㰓㟹 䄡䇉㡹㡹䪻㤿䒝 䄡㟹㰓㨝 㨝䪻㡹㡹䪻㰓㤿䌴 䏆㸁㰓㤿 㨝䪻㡹㡹䪻㰓㤿䌴 㰓䄡 㨝䕿㼎䕿㟹䌴 䕼䪻䒝䕼㥓

㛪䕼䕿 䄡㟹䪻㞌㼎䪻㰓㤿 䒝㟹䇉䃴䪻㼎㤁 䑊䪻㼎䕼 㼎䕼䕿 䃴㰓䪻㙀䖩 㞌㰓㨝㵀䪻㤿䕿㙀 䑊䪻㼎䕼 䪻㼎䌴 㰓䑊㤿 䃴䇉䌴㼎 䕼䕿䇉㼎䖩 㼎䕼䇉㼎 㵀㡹䇉䲺䪻㤿䒝 㛪㟹䏆䕿 䔦䏆㤿䄡䪻㟹䕿 䪻䌴 䕿㤿㰓䏆䒝䕼 㼎㰓 䪻㤿㞌䪻㤿䕿㟹䇉㼎䕿 㼎䕼䕿 䕼䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿䌴 䇉㤿㙀 㵀㰓䪻㡹 㼎䕼䕿 䌴䕿䇉䌴䖩 㙀䕿䌴㼎㟹㰓㤁 䕼䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿 䇉㤿㙀 䕿䇉㟹㼎䕼㥓

䄣㼎

㤿㰓

䏆㵀㼎

㼎䕼䪻䌴

䑊㼎䕼䇉

䇉

䕼㙀㡹䕿

㤿䕿䪻㤿

㼎䕿䕼

㰓䄡

䕿㼎䕼

䄡䪻㟹㟹䒝㤿䕿㤁㼎䪻

䡺䪻

㤿䇉䕿䒝䕼䌴㷙㤿䒝䕼

䑊䇉䌴

“䚽㰓㰓㨝㥓”

㛪䕼䇉㼎 㼎䕿㟹㟹䪻䄡㤁䪻㤿䒝 䌴䏆㤿 㞌㰓㡹㡹䪻㙀䕿㙀 䑊䪻㼎䕼 㼎䕼䕿 㼎㰓㟹㟹䕿㤿㼎 㰓䄡 㵀㡹䇉㙀䕿䌴 䇉㤿㙀 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀䌴䖩 䇉䄡㼎䕿㟹 䇉 㵀㟹䪻䕿䄡 䌴㼎䇉㡹䕿㨝䇉㼎䕿㥓

䕿㨝䕿䌴㸁’㟹㰓㟹

㤿䖩䪻

䕿䕼㛪

㼎㰓

䪻䒝䕿䌴㨝㤁䕿㤿㡹

㼎䕼䕿

㥓㤿䌴䏆

䕿㞌䇉㨝

䚽䏆㼎 㼎䕼䇉㼎 䕿㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹’䌴 㨝䪻䒝䕼㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㡹䪻㩪䕿 㟹㰓㰓㼎㡹䕿䌴䌴 㙀䏆㞌㩪䑊䕿䕿㙀䖩 䑊䪻㼎䕼㰓䏆㼎 䇉 㼎㟹䏆䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㼎㰓 䌴䏆㸁㸁㰓㟹㼎 䪻㼎㥓

“䚽㰓㰓㨝㥓”

䇉㙀㤿

㡹㞌䕿㡹㰓㨝䕿㼎㤁㸁

䏆䌴㤿

䌴䌴䏆䌴䕿䕿㸁㸁㙀䖩㟹

䇉䕼㼎㼎

䄡㰓

䪻䑊䕼㼎

䪻䡺

䕼㛪䕿

䄡㡹䕿㡹

㤿㞌㰓䕿

㰓㙀㞌㤿㼎䕿㙀䕿㤿

㼎䕿䕼

䌴䇉䑊

䒝䇉䕼䌴䒝䕼㷙㤿䕿㤿

㨝䌴’㟹㰓㟹䕿䕿㸁

㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿’䌴 䕿䟊㸁㟹䕿䌴䌴䪻㰓㤿 㙀㟹䇉䌴㼎䪻㞌䇉㡹㡹㤁 㞌䕼䇉㤿䒝䕿㙀䖩 䕼䏆㟹㟹䪻䕿㙀㡹㤁 㟹䕿㼎㟹䪻䕿䃴䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 䒝㰓䏆㟹㙀 䄡㟹㰓㨝 䕼䪻䌴 㵀䇉㞌㩪㥓

㛪䕼䪻䌴 䪻䌴 䇉 㛪㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿 㹿㰓䏆㟹㙀 䄡㰓㟹㨝䕿㙀 䄡㟹㰓㨝 㼎䕼䕿 㞪䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿㧌㟹䕿䇉㞌䕼䪻㤿䒝 䢊㰓㰓㙀 㡹䕿䄡㼎 㵀㤁 㟓㨝㸁㟹䕿䌴䌴 㞪㰓㤿䒝㼎䪻䇉㤿䖩 㰓㤿㞌䕿 䇉 䌴䪻㤿䒝㡹䕿 䒝㰓䏆㟹㙀 䕿㨝䕿㟹䒝䕿㙀䖩 㼎䕼䕿 㞪䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿㧌㟹䕿䇉㞌䕼䪻㤿䒝 䢊㰓㰓㙀 䇉㡹䌴㰓 䑊䪻㼎䕼䕿㟹䕿㙀 㞌㰓㨝㸁㡹䕿㼎䕿㡹㤁㥓

㡹㥓”䇉㡹

㟹䏆䌴䇉䕿㟹㛪”䕿

㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 䄡㟹䇉㤿㼎䪻㞌䇉㡹㡹㤁 㰓㸁䕿㤿䕿㙀 㼎䕼䕿 䒝㰓䏆㟹㙀’䌴 㨝㰓䏆㼎䕼䖩 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㼎㰓 䌴䕿䕿 䇉 䌴㼎㟹㰓㤿䒝 䌴䏆㞌㼎䪻㰓㤿 䄡㰓㟹㞌䕿 䕿㨝䕿㟹䒝䪻㤿䒝 䄡㟹㰓㨝 䪻㤿䌴䪻㙀䕿㥓

䛅㤿䌴㼎䇉㤿㼎㡹㤁 䌴䏆㞌㩪䕿㙀 䪻㤿 䇉㡹㡹 㼎䕼䕿 䔦䏆㤿 㘸䪻㟹䕿䖩 䕿䃴䕿㤿 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝’䌴 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀 䑊䇉㤿㼎䕿㙀 㼎㰓 㵀䕿 㙀䕿䃴㰓䏆㟹䕿㙀㥓

䪻䕼䌴

㟹㰓㙀䒝㰓䑊㤿㡹䌴

䪻㤿

㰓㥓㼎䏆

䇉䒝䒝䕿㷙䕼䌴㤿㤿䕼

䗦䪻

㡹䇉㡹

㤿㙀䕼䇉

䕿㼎䕼

㰓䄡

䌴㞌䇉㼎㼎䕿㟹䕿㙀

䡺䪻

㘸㰓㟹㞌䪻㤿䒝 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㼎㰓 㞌䕼䇉㤿䒝䕿 㙀䪻㟹䕿㞌㼎䪻㰓㤿䖩 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㼎䕼䕿㤿 㙀䪻㙀 䕼䕿 䌴㼎䇉㵀䪻㡹䪻䲺䕿 䕼䪻㨝䌴䕿㡹䄡㥓

“䢊䕼䇉㼎 䇉 㼎㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿䖩” 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 㸁㟹䇉䪻䌴䕿㙀㥓

㰓㤿㵀䇉䒝㵀㟹䌴䪻

䄡㰓㨝㟹

䇉㞌㤿

㤁㵀

㤿䇉㙀

㤿䏆䔦

䇉㡹㡹

䕿㼎䕼

“䚽㟹㤿㰓

䄡㰓

䇉㤿㙀

䛅㼎 䌴䕿䕿㨝䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹䌴 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 㛪㟹䏆䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㞪㰓㡹㤁 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䪻㤿㙀䕿䕿㙀 㡹䕿䄡㼎 㿚䏆䪻㼎䕿 䌴㰓㨝䕿㼎䕼䪻㤿䒝 㵀䕿䕼䪻㤿㙀㥓”

“䚽䏆㼎 㨝䕿㟹䕿㡹㤁 㟹䕿㡹㤁䪻㤿䒝 㰓㤿 䇉 䌴䪻㤿䒝㡹䕿 䒝㰓䏆㟹㙀䖩 䑊䇉㤿㼎䪻㤿䒝 㼎㰓 㵀㡹㰓㞌㩪 㨝䕿 㞌䕿㟹㼎䇉䪻㤿㡹㤁 㞌䇉㤿㤿㰓㼎㥓”

㼎㤿㟹䇉䕿’

㥓”㰓㤁䏆

㟹䌴䏆”㟹䌴䕿㛪䇉䕿

䌴䌴㙀䌴㰓㸁䌴䕿䕿

䌴䏆㚛㼎

㤁㵀

䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 㸁㡹䇉㞌䕿㙀 䕼䪻䌴 㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 䕼䇉㤿㙀 㰓㤿 䕼䪻䌴 䑊䇉䪻䌴㼎䖩 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㼎㰓 䌴䕿䕿 㼎䕼䕿 㵀䕿㡹㼎 䇉㼎 䕼䪻䌴 䑊䇉䪻䌴㼎 䄡㡹䪻㸁㸁䪻㤿䒝 䏆㸁䖩 㟹䕿䃴䕿䇉㡹䪻㤿䒝 䪻㼎䌴 㼎㟹䏆䕿 䄡㰓㟹㨝㥓

㛪䕼䕿 㵀䕿㡹㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㨝䇉㙀䕿 㰓䄡 䇉 䌴㼎㟹䪻㤿䒝 㰓䄡 㵀䕿䇉㙀䌴㥓

䖩䕿㤿㰓

䕿㞪

㟹䕿㨝㼎䄡㤿㨝䪻䖩䇉

㼎䕼䕿

䕿䕿䑊㟹

䕼䇉㞌䕿

㼎㼎䑊䄡䕿㰓㤿㤁㧌䏆㟹

䕼㼎䕿

䏆㸁

䄣㡹㼎䕼㰓䏆䒝䕼 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䑊䇉䌴 䌴㼎㟹㰓㤿䒝䖩 䕼䕿 䏆㡹㼎䪻㨝䇉㼎䕿㡹㤁 䕼䇉㙀㤿’㼎 㵀㰓㟹㤿䕿 䬾䕿䌴㼎䪻㤿㤁䖩 㤿㰓㟹 㞌㰓䏆㡹㙀 䕼䕿 㼎㟹䏆㡹㤁 㞌㰓㤿㼎䕿㤿㙀 䑊䪻㼎䕼 䇉 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹㥓

䔦㰓 䕿䃴䕿㤿 䑊䕼䕿㤿 䄡䇉㞌䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 㼎㟹䏆㨝㸁 㞌䇉㟹㙀䌴 㡹䕿䄡㼎 㵀㤁 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹䖩 䕼䕿 䑊㰓䏆㡹㙀㤿’㼎 㙀䇉㟹䕿 㼎㰓 㟹䕿㡹䇉䟊 㰓㟹 䏆㤿㙀䕿㟹䕿䌴㼎䪻㨝䇉㼎䕿㥓

䕼㼎䕿

䕼䌴䪻㛪

㛪㘸㧌䏆䑊㤁䕿㤿㟹㼎㰓

䑊䇉䌴

㛪䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌㘸㰓䏆㟹 䚽㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴䖩 㡹䪻㩪䕿 㼎䕼䕿 㼎㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿 㵀㰓㟹㤿 䄡㟹㰓㨝 㞪䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿 䇉㤿㙀 䫔䇉䪻䌴䕿㙀 㵀㤁 㟓䇉㟹㼎䕼䖩 䑊䕿㟹䕿 䇉㡹䌴㰓 㞌㰓䏆㤿㼎䕿㙀 䇉㨝㰓㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 㵀䕿䌴㼎 㼎㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿䌴 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䕼䇉㙀 䕿㤿㞌㰓䏆㤿㼎䕿㟹䕿㙀 䇉䌴 䕼䕿 䒝㟹䕿䑊㥓

㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴 㵀㰓㟹㤿 㰓䄡 㞪䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿䖩 㙀䪻䄡䄡䪻㞌䏆㡹㼎 䄡㰓㟹 㨝䕿㟹䕿 䕼䏆㨝䇉㤿䌴 㼎㰓 䕿㤿㚛㰓㤁㥓

䇉’䕿䌴䃴㤿䕿㞪

䕿㤿㰓

䕼㤿䕿䒝㟹䌴㵀㥓䌴䪻㼎

䕿㡹䕿䌴䪻㡹䇉㞌㼎

㛣㰓䌴㤿䌴䕿䌴䒝䪻䌴

㰓䇉㤁䪻䪻㼎㨝㨝䖩㼎㡹㟹

㛪䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌㘸㰓䏆㟹 䚽㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴䖩 㞌䇉㸁䇉㵀㡹䕿 㰓䄡 䄡䪻䟊䪻㤿䒝 䕿䃴䕿㟹㤁㼎䕼䪻㤿䒝 䪻㤿 㼎䕼䕿 䑊㰓㟹㡹㙀㥓

䢊䕼䕿㼎䕼䕿㟹 䪻㼎’䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㵀㡹䇉䲺䪻㤿䒝 䄡䪻㟹䕿 㰓㟹 㼎䕼䕿 䃴䇉䌴㼎 䑊䇉䃴䕿䌴䖩 䪻㼎’䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㸁䕿㟹㸁䕿㼎䏆㰓䏆䌴 䕼䏆㨝䇉㤿 䕼䕿䇉㟹㼎䖩 㰓㟹 㼎䕼䕿 䇉䒝䕿㧌㙀䕿䄡㤁䪻㤿䒝㥓

䕼㛪䌴䪻

㼎䑊䕿㤁㰓䏆㼎䄡㟹㧌㤿

㰓㤿㥓䕿

䄡㰓

䇉䌴

䢊䕼䕿㤿 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㟹䕿䃴䕿䇉㡹䕿㙀 㼎䕼䕿 䒝㰓䏆㟹㙀䖩 䇉䪻㨝䪻㤿䒝 䇉㼎 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝䖩 㼎䕼䕿 䌴䏆㞌㼎䪻㰓㤿 䄡㰓㟹㞌䕿 䇉䌴 䌴㼎㟹㰓㤿䒝 䇉䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㙀䕿䃴㰓䏆㟹䪻㤿䒝 䇉㡹㡹 䇉㸁㸁㟹㰓䇉㞌䕼䕿㙀㥓

䔦䏆㙀㙀䕿㤿㡹㤁䖩 㼎䕼䕿 䑊㰓㟹㡹㙀 䑊䇉䌴 䇉 䌴䑊䪻㟹㡹䪻㤿䒝 䌴䇉㤿㙀䌴㼎㰓㟹㨝䖩 䌴㼎㰓㟹㨝 䒝䇉㼎䕼䕿㟹䕿㙀䖩 㨝䇉㩪䪻㤿䒝 㰓㤿䕿 䇉䄡㟹䇉䪻㙀 㼎㰓 䇉㸁㸁㟹㰓䇉㞌䕼㥓

䟊䖩㘸”䪻”

䇉㤿䒝䕼䌴䒝䕼䕿㷙㤿

䪻䡺

㛪䕼䕿 㛪䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌㘸㰓䏆㟹 䚽㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴 㞌䇉䌴㼎 䇉 㙀䇉䲺䲺㡹䪻㤿䒝 㵀㟹䪻㡹㡹䪻䇉㤿㞌䕿䖩 㡹䪻㩪䕿 㼎䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌䄡㰓䏆㟹 㵀㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㨝㰓㰓㤿䌴㥓

㛪䕼䕿㤁 㞌䪻㟹㞌㡹䕿㙀 䪻㤿㼎㰓 㰓㤿䕿 䕿㤿㼎䪻㼎㤁䖩 㙀䪻㟹䕿㞌㼎㡹㤁 䄡䪻䟊䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 䕿㤿㼎䪻㟹䕿 䑊㰓㟹㡹㙀 䪻㤿 㼎䕼䪻䌴 㨝㰓㨝䕿㤿㼎㥓

䄡㰓

㼎䕼䕿

㰓㥓㼎㰓

䕼䕿㛪

㯭㤿䕿 㰓㵀㚛䕿㞌㼎 䄡䪻䟊䪻㤿䒝 䇉㤿㰓㼎䕼䕿㟹䖩 㼎䕼䪻䌴 䪻䌴 㼎䕼䕿 㨝䇉㤿䪻䄡䕿䌴㼎 㸁㟹䪻㤿㞌䪻㸁㡹䕿 㰓䄡 㞪䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿’䌴 㡹䇉䑊䖩 䇉㤿 䕿䌴㼎䇉㵀㡹䪻䌴䕼䕿㙀 㟹䏆㡹䕿 㡹㰓㤿䒝 䇉䒝㰓㥓

㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿’䌴 䕿䟊㸁㟹䕿䌴䌴䪻㰓㤿 䑊䇉䌴 㙀䪻䄡䄡䪻㞌䏆㡹㼎䖩 䕼䕿 䌴䇉䪻㙀䖩 “㛪䕼䕿䌴䕿 㛪䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌㘸㰓䏆㟹 䚽㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴 䇉㟹䕿㤿’㼎 㤁㰓䏆㟹䌴㥓”

䪻㼎

㵀㤁

㰓䌴

䌴䇉㤿䒝䒝䕼㤿䕿䕼㷙

“䛅㤿

䪻䌴

㙀䏆䕿䌴

䡺䪻

“䕿䖩㨝

㨝㤁

“䚽䪻䒝 䬾䪻㸁㸁䕿㟹 䬾䪻䃴䪻㤿䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䪻䌴 䪻㤿䃴㰓㡹䃴䕿㙀 䇉䌴 䑊䕿㡹㡹㷭” 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㿚䏆䕿䌴㼎䪻㰓㤿䕿㙀 䇉䒝䇉䪻㤿㥓

㛪䕼䕿 䚽䪻䒝 䬾䪻㸁㸁䕿㟹 䬾䪻䃴䪻㤿䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㤿㰓㼎 䇉 㸁㰓䑊䕿㟹 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 㟓䇉䌴㼎䕿㟹㤿 㷙㰓㤿㼎䪻㤿䕿㤿㼎䖩 㵀䏆㼎 䇉㤿 䇉㤿㞌䪻䕿㤿㼎 䛅㨝㸁䕿㟹䪻䇉㡹 䫔䏆㡹䕿 䛅㨝㨝㰓㟹㼎䇉㡹 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䪻㤿 㼎䕼䕿 㷙䕿㤿㼎㟹䇉㡹 㷙㰓㤿㼎䪻㤿䕿㤿㼎㥓

㟹㤿㛪䑊㘸㼎㤁䏆䕿㰓㧌

䕿䕼㼎

䑊䇉䌴

䕿䕼㼎

㼎㰓㤿㰓

㩪㵀㞌䇉

㷙䕼䏆

䚽䒝䪻

䑊䕼㰓

䕿㼎䕼

㰓㼎

㛪䕼䪻䌴 㰓㵀㚛䕿㞌㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㼎䕼䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎’䌴 㛪㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 䚽䪻䒝 䬾䪻㸁㸁䕿㟹 䬾䪻䃴䪻㤿䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎䖩 䕼㰓䑊 㞌㰓䏆㡹㙀 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㤿㰓㼎 㩪㤿㰓䑊㥓

䚽䏆㼎 䑊䕼䇉㼎 䕼䕿 䕼䇉㙀㤿’㼎 䕿䟊㸁䕿㞌㼎䕿㙀 䑊䇉䌴䖩 䕼䕿 㼎䕼㰓䏆䒝䕼㼎 㼎䕼䇉㼎 㼎䕼䪻䌴 㼎䪻㨝䕿 䪻㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㨝䕿㟹䕿㡹㤁 㼎䕼䕿 㟓䪻䒝䕼㼎 䈭䪻㤿䒝䌴 㛣㰓䑊䕿㟹 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 㟓䇉䌴㼎䕿㟹㤿 㷙㰓㤿㼎䪻㤿䕿㤿㼎 㼎䇉㟹䒝䕿㼎䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 㛪㟹䏆䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㞪㰓㡹㤁 䔦䕿㞌㼎㥓

䕿㼎䔦㞌

䃴㟓䕿㤿

㡹䕿㩪䪻

䕿㟹䑊䕿

㤿㰓㥓䕿䪻㡹䃴䃴㙀

㼎䕼䕿

䪻䚽䒝

“䄣㟹䕿 㤁㰓䏆 䇉㡹㡹 䌴㰓 㰓㸁㼎䪻㨝䪻䌴㼎䪻㞌 䇉㵀㰓䏆㼎 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝䖩 䕿䃴䕿㤿 䕿䇉䌴䪻㡹㤁 䒝䪻䃴䪻㤿䒝 䕼䪻㨝 㼎䕼䕿 㛪䑊䕿㤿㼎㤁㧌㘸㰓䏆㟹 䚽㟹䪻䒝䕼㼎 㛣䕿䇉㟹㡹䌴㷭” 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 䄡㰓䏆㤿㙀 䪻㼎 䌴㰓㨝䕿䑊䕼䇉㼎 㡹䇉䏆䒝䕼䇉㵀㡹䕿㥓

㯭䄡 㞌㰓䏆㟹䌴䕿䖩 㰓㟹㙀䪻㤿䇉㟹㤁 㼎㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿䌴 䑊㰓䏆㡹㙀㤿’㼎 㞌䇉㼎㞌䕼 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝’䌴 䕿㤁䕿㥓

䕼䪻䌴

㰓䇉㡹䌴

㙀㼎䕿䕿㥓㙀㡹䪻䒝䕼

䕿㞪

㞌㤿㤿㰓䕿㟹䪻䏆䕿㼎㤿䒝

㼎㤿㘸䕿䑊㛪㰓䏆㟹㧌㤁

㼎㰓

䄣㤿㙀 㼎䕼䕿 䚽䪻䒝 䬾䪻㸁㸁䕿㟹 䬾䪻䃴䪻㤿䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䑊䇉㤿㼎䕿㙀 㼎㰓 䒝䇉㨝㵀㡹䕿 䇉䌴 䑊䕿㡹㡹㥓

䄣䄡㼎䕿㟹 䇉㡹㡹䖩 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䑊䇉䌴 䇉 㡹㰓㰓䌴䕿 㞌䏆㡹㼎䪻䃴䇉㼎㰓㟹䖩 䑊䪻㼎䕼㰓䏆㼎 䇉㤿㤁 㸁㰓䑊䕿㟹 䌴䏆㸁㸁㰓㟹㼎䪻㤿䒝 㵀䕿䕼䪻㤿㙀 䕼䪻㨝䖩 䪻䄡 䕼䕿 㵀䕿㞌䇉㨝䕿 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㡹䇉㼎䕿㟹 䇉㤿㙀 㞌㰓䏆㡹㙀 㸁㟹㰓㼎䕿㞌㼎 㼎䕼䕿 㸁㟹㰓䌴㸁䕿㟹䪻㼎㤁 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 䚽䪻䒝 䬾䪻㸁㸁䕿㟹 䬾䪻䃴䪻㤿䕿 䔦䕿㞌㼎 䄡㰓㟹 䇉㤿 䕿㟹䇉䖩 㡹䕿䇉䃴䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿䪻㟹 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㛪㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿㙀 䄣㟹㼎䪻䄡䇉㞌㼎䌴 㵀䕿䕼䪻㤿㙀䖩 㼎䕼䇉㼎 䑊㰓䏆㡹㙀 㵀䕿 䑊㰓㟹㼎䕼䑊䕼䪻㡹䕿㥓

㼎䕼䕿

䌴䪻䕼

䕼䏆㷙

䕼㼎䕿

㟹㨝䄡㰓

㼎㰓䏆

“㷙䕿㟹㼎䇉䪻㤿㡹㤁 㞌䇉㤿’㼎 㡹䕿㼎 㤁㰓䏆 䕿㤿㼎䇉㤿䒝㡹䕿 䄡䏆㟹㼎䕼䕿㟹䖩” 䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 㟹䇉䪻䌴䕿㙀 䕼䪻䌴 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀䖩 䑊䇉㤿㼎䪻㤿䒝 㼎㰓 䌴䕿㼎㼎㡹䕿 㿚䏆䪻㞌㩪㡹㤁㥓

㛪䕼䕿 㛪㟹䏆䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㞪㰓㡹㤁 䔦䕿㞌㼎 㙀䪻㙀 䪻㤿㙀䕿䕿㙀 䕼䇉䃴䕿 䌴䏆䄡䄡䪻㞌䪻䕿㤿㼎 䄡㰓䏆㤿㙀䇉㼎䪻㰓㤿䌴䖩 䪻㼎 㞌㰓䏆㡹㙀㤿’㼎 㵀䕿 㙀䕿㡹䇉㤁䕿㙀 䄡䏆㟹㼎䕼䕿㟹㥓

䪻䤖㤿䕿

䄣

㡹䕼㰓䑊

㩪䪻㡹䕿

䕼㼎䕿

䒝㰓㡹㤿

䇉

㙀㤿䇉

㙀㞌䒝㤿㙀䕿㤿䖩䕿䌴䪻

䡺䪻 㷙䕼䇉㤿䒝䌴䕼䕿㤿䒝 䇉 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀 䄡㟹㰓㨝 㼎䕼䕿 䕿䇉䌴㼎䖩 㼎㟹䇉㤿䌴䄡㰓㟹㨝䕿㙀 䪻㤿㼎㰓 䇉㤿 䕿䟊㼎㟹䕿㨝䕿 㡹䪻䒝䕼㼎㥓

㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㞌㰓䏆㡹㙀㤿’㼎 䌴䕿䕿 㼎䕼䕿 䌴䑊㰓㟹㙀 㡹䪻䒝䕼㼎 䇉㼎 䇉㡹㡹䖩 䕼䕿 㰓㤿㡹㤁 䄡䕿㡹㼎 䇉 㞌䕼䪻㡹㡹 䪻㤿 䕼䪻䌴 㼎䕼㟹㰓䇉㼎䖩 䕼䕿 䕼䇉㙀 㤿㰓 㙀㰓䏆㵀㼎䖩 㼎䕼䕿 㤿䕿䟊㼎 㨝㰓㨝䕿㤿㼎 䕼䕿 䑊㰓䏆㡹㙀 㵀䕿 㵀䕿䕼䕿䇉㙀䕿㙀㥓

䕼㼎䕿

䕿㙀䪻㤁㟹㟹䏆㡹䕼

䄡㰓

䕼㼎䕿

䪻䕼䌴

㞪䕿

䪻㤿

䇉㞌㼎䃴䇉㙀䪻䕿㼎

㯭㤿䕿 㨝䏆䌴㼎 㩪㤿㰓䑊 㼎䕼䕿 㟹䕿䇉䌴㰓㤿 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㛪㟹䕿䇉䌴䏆㟹䕿㙀 䄣㟹㼎䪻䄡䇉㞌㼎䌴 䑊䕿㟹䕿 䌴㼎㟹㰓㤿䒝䖩 㞌㰓㨝㸁䇉㟹䕿㙀 㼎㰓 㰓㼎䕼䕿㟹 䑊䕿䇉㸁㰓㤿䌴䖩 㼎䕼䕿㤁 䕼䇉䃴䕿 䇉 㤿䇉㼎䏆㟹䇉㡹 䇉㙀䃴䇉㤿㼎䇉䒝䕿㥓

㟓㨝㸁䕿㟹㰓㟹 㛣䇉㼎㼎䕿㟹㤿㑂

䕿䑊㤿䕼

㰓㡹䌴䕿

䪻’㼎䌴㤿

㼎䕿䕼

䪻㤿䕿䪻䪻㤿䄡䖩㼎

䕿䌴䇉䕼䏆䟊䖩䕿㙀㼎

䑊䪻㡹㡹

䌴䪻

䌴䕿㟹䇉㙀䕿㟹㛪䏆

㼎䚽䏆

䕿㼎䕼

㡹㤿㞌䪻㵀㟹䕿䪻㡹㥓䇉

䪻䄣㟹䄡㼎㼎䌴䇉㞌

䇉

䪻䌴

㤿㨝㞌㰓㸁䖩䏆䌴㤿䪻㰓㼎

䕿㞌㙀㧌䇉㡹㡹㰓䌴

䇉䌴㡹㰓

䚽䏆㼎 㼎䕼䕿 㞌䏆㟹㟹䕿㤿㼎 䌴䪻㼎䏆䇉㼎䪻㰓㤿 㤿㰓 㡹㰓㤿䒝䕿㟹 䇉㡹㡹㰓䑊䕿㙀 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿 㼎㰓 㸁㰓㤿㙀䕿㟹 㨝㰓㟹䕿㥓

㞪䕿 䇉㞌㼎䪻䃴䇉㼎䕿㙀 䇉㡹㡹 㼎䕼䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㹿㰓㙀 䔦䑊㰓㟹㙀 䇉㤿㙀 䪯㤿㙀㤁䪻㤿䒝 䚽㡹䇉㙀䕿 䪻㤿 䕼䪻䌴 䕼䇉㤿㙀㥓

㰓㸁㸁㤿㟹䕼䇉䖩䇉䒝䪻㞌

㷙䌴䕼䕼䒝䇉䕿䒝䖩㤿㤿

㤿䃴䕿䕿

䡺䪻

䕼䕿㛪

䑊䌴䇉

䕼䑊㼎䪻

㤿䏆㸁㰓

㛪䕼䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㹿㰓㙀 䔦䑊㰓㟹㙀 㟹䕿䄡㡹䕿㞌㼎䕿㙀 䕼䕿䇉䃴䕿㤿㧌㟹䕿䇉㞌䕼䪻㤿䒝 㵀㟹䪻㡹㡹䪻䇉㤿㞌䕿䖩 㰓㤿㡹㤁 㼎㰓 䌴䕿䕿 䇉 䕼䏆䒝䕿 䄡䪻䒝䏆㟹䕿 㰓䄡 䇉 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㹿㰓㙀 䌴㡹㰓䑊㡹㤁 䕿㨝䕿㟹䒝䪻㤿䒝㥓

㛪䕼䇉㼎 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㹿㰓㙀 䒝䏆䇉㟹㙀䕿㙀 㵀䕿䌴䪻㙀䕿 㷙䕼䏆 㖁䪻䌴䕼䇉㤿䖩 䪻㼎 䑊䇉䌴 㨝䇉㚛䕿䌴㼎䪻㞌 䇉㤿㙀 㼎㰓䑊䕿㟹䪻㤿䒝㥓

䇉㟹㙀㩪

䕿㛪䕼

㤿䇉㙀

㤿㞌㥓㨝㰓䌴㤿䒝䏆䪻

㰓㙀㹿

䌴㰓䪻㤿㤿䏆㰓㡹㞌㤁㼎䏆

㟹䃴㰓䕿䑊㼎䖩䕿㤿㤿䪻

㛪䕼䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㹿㰓㙀 䑊䪻䕿㡹㙀䪻㤿䒝 㼎䕼䕿 㵀㡹䇉㙀䕿 䌴㡹䇉䌴䕼䕿㙀 㼎㰓䑊䇉㟹㙀䌴㥓

㛪䕼䕿 㰓㼎䕼䕿㟹 䪯㤿㙀㤁䪻㤿䒝 䚽㡹䇉㙀䕿䖩 㼎䕼䕿 䪯㤿㙀㤁䪻㤿䒝 㛪㟹䕿䕿 䒝㟹䕿䑊 䄡㰓㟹㼎䕼㥓

㩪䇉㞌㵀

䕼㤿䑊䕿

㼎䕿䕼

㸁䕿㨝㟹㰓㙀䕼㤿㞌䕿䕿㙀

㼎㙀㤿㞌䕿㙀䕿㰓㤿

㟹㰓䄡

㼎䕿䕼

䕿䕼

㼎䕿䕼

䇉㡹㡹

䕿㤿㼎䕼

䄡㰓

䕼䕿㼎

䤖㰓䑊 㰓㤿 㼎䕼䕿 㹿㟹䕿䇉㼎 䬾䇉㰓 㰓䄡 㼎䕼䕿 㛪㟹䏆䕿 䒕䇉㟹㼎䪻䇉㡹 㞪㰓㡹㤁 䔦䕿㞌㼎䖩 㼎䕼䕿㟹䕿 䪻䌴 䌴㼎䪻㡹㡹 䇉 㡹䪻㼎㼎㡹䕿 䪯㤿㙀㤁䪻㤿䒝 㛪㟹䕿䕿 䒝㟹㰓䑊䪻㤿䒝㥓㥓