Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2342 - 182: Fall (Part 2)

Capítulo 2342: Chapter 182: Fall (Part 2)

The void is sealed off, and heaven and earth are like a prison!

One blue and one yellow, one left and one right, giant palms, handprints, as if mountains were collapsing from the sky, clapping together!

At this moment, Wang Ba’s heart sank to its lowest point. The Dao Treasure in its scabbard slid into his palm, pale golden immortal power shimmered, his sleeve billowed, and the divine beast patterns flickered faintly.

Seeing this palm and print pressing across, at this critical moment, a figure in a purple robe silently appeared in front of Wang Ba, his body swayed slightly.

Soon after, the purple-robed body expanded violently!

With green hairpins and jet-black hair, the purple robe billowed!

Both hands made a seal, and nine dazzling sword-lights shot out from the surrounding void, like nine Heavenly Pillars, encircling the area!

The blue and yellow palms collided with these nine sword-lights, instantly erupting into countless sharp Sword Qi.

The long blue hand reversed, and the dark yellow handprint shattered!

The purple-robed figure stood back-to-back with Wang Ba, slightly tilting his head, gazing at the two Great Bodhisattvas of Ridi and Moon Truth suspended high in the Sky Dome. He revealed a hint of cold pride and steadfastness on his god-like face, and said in a low voice:

“Your opponent is me.”

“Taoist Brother Bai!”

Seeing the sudden appearance of the purple-robed figure in front of him, Wang Ba was both surprised and delighted, then immediate realization hit him, and he urgently said:

“Formation!”

As if aware of Wang Ba’s worry, though standing back against him, the purple-robed figure slightly turned his head and said in a low voice:

“The Realm Membrane is broken, the Formation is already futile… Now, it’s time for a life-and-death struggle.”

As his words fell, his figure turned into a purple light, heading towards the two Great Bodhisattvas, Ridi and Moon Truth…

Watching that figure flying far away, Wang Ba instinctively glanced around.

The shattered Realm Membrane triggered a series of changes. The light columns connected to it retracted and disappeared, and the light shields on the ground also dissipated one by one.

With the threat of the formations connected to the Realm Membrane removed, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats could fully focus on their magical combat against the cultivators, and the situation quickly spiraled into an abyss… 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Wang Ba’s heart was as calm as water, and in an instant, he understood the dire situation around him and recognized his own worth in that very moment.

With a clear shout, immortal power surged, and from within his Primordial Spirit, a large brush flew out, its strokes inked the air. The brush danced like dragons and snakes, iron canvas with silver hooks, in one breath, writing out twenty-seven ‘kill’ characters. As soon as they emerged, they flew directly towards the surrounding Bodhisattvas and Arhats!

The Bodhisattvas, with effort, could barely deflect them.

The Arhats, encountering them, unable to dodge, touched them and died!

“Thank you, Taoist Brother Taiyi!”

“Thank you!”

From near and far came urgent voices of gratitude, including some middle-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators.

These cultivators, all entangled by their opponents and in danger, found their adversaries’ rhythm disrupted by Wang Ba’s Dao Treasure, allowing them to take a breath. Some seized the opportunity to defeat their opponents, and others, though unable to counterattack, managed to preserve themselves, gaining a tactical advantage.

Hearing the thanks, Wang Ba did not delight. He knew well that if not for his fellow cultivators holding back most of the enemies, he wouldn’t have had the chance to defeat the Supreme True Buddha. Now that Bai Lechan had intercepted the two Great Bodhisattvas for him, he naturally could not waste such an opportunity.

He did not linger in battle, moving swiftly, with each passage, many Dao Treasures took turns in action. Under the rapid consumption of immortal power, he gained much, and in just a few breaths, he had already slain nearly forty Arhats.

In any Domain, an Arhat, comparable to an early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator, might not appear; yet, in this clash between the two great powers of the Domain, they were not much stronger than ordinary beings…

Unfortunately, the Bodhisattvas present had witnessed Wang Ba’s feat of defeating twenty-three Bodhisattvas alone; now, they were all extra cautious, seeking no faults, asking no achievements, and under careful coordination, Wang Ba’s ambush on them made no gains.

Even so, with the Bodhisattvas on edge and the Arhats frequently killed, the Cloud Sky Realm’s side, despite significant losses, actually showed signs of regaining ground.

This was precisely the situation Bai Lechan hoped to see.

Using one’s top horse to attack their middle horse.

Wang Ba was an unexpected top horse. Though not in the late-stage of Crossing Tribulation, at this moment, he was far more effective than a typical late-stage cultivator.

But just at this moment.

Wang Ba suddenly felt his heart skip!

In his Spiritual Sense, a familiar and intense warning surged!

Almost instinctively, a stream of earthy yellow light shot out from the Primordial Spirit, enveloping him entirely!

At the same time, a virtual shadow of bird wings sprouted from his back, a burst of green light surged with it, and he vanished from the original spot!

And almost at the same time, in the void where Wang Ba had just stood, a golden ‘卍’ character appeared, and with it emerged countless radial chains, seemingly trying to completely seal off that section of the void.

With a flash of green light, Wang Ba, with wings of virtual shadow, appeared in another high place. His gaze swiftly scanned the ‘卍’ character in the distance, then with a grave expression, he turned his head to look at a large hole in the Realm Membrane.

“Northern Great Bodhisattva!”

There, a familiar gray-robed monk figure, with a somber expression, was flying in from outside the realm.

His gaze ignored everyone within the Cloud Sky Realm, even Bai Lechan, nearly within arm’s reach, failed to warrant an extra look!

He stared intently at Wang Ba, with an irrepressible extreme greed in his eyes:

“If I could convert you… What immense merit would that be!”

Not just merit, but also two of the six greats!

With these, he could truly recreate the Human Buddha Country, and he might have a chance to become the new future Buddha Lord after Tianshang Buddha!

櫓

䫄㻡䞒䗧

䒏䔘䶔䫄

盧

老

“䮘䎬䠀䗧

㼓䔘

㐬䔘䫄

㾷䮘㦜㦜

擄

露

櫓

䮘䫄㛰䶔㼓

蘆

䑘”㣮䔘䜦

老

㐬䔘

盧

盧

㯝䔘㼓䮘䒏䮘㐬㩰 㼓䠀䫄 㓇䑘䨍㐬䮘㐬㩰 㩰䨍䫄䫄䯉 䮘㐬 㼓䠀䫄 㯝䔘䨍㼓䠀䫄䨍㐬 䐿䨍䫄䞒㼓 㮹䔘䯉䠀䮘䗧䞒㼓㼓㻡䞒’䗧 䫄㣮䫄䗧㛰 㬊䞒㐬㩰 㮹䞒 䒏䔘䑘㦜䯉㐬’㼓 䠀䫄㦜㧽 㓇䑘㼓 䔸䫄䫄㦜 䞒 䒏䠀䮘㦜㦜 䮘㐬 䠀䮘䗧 䠀䫄䞒䨍㼓䜦

䏺㼓 㼓䠀䫄 䗧䞒䶔䫄 㼓䮘䶔䫄㛰 䠀䫄 䮘䶔䶔䫄䯉䮘䞒㼓䫄㦜㣮 䨍䫄䞒㦜䮘㢷䫄䯉 㼓䠀䫄 䒏䨍䮘䗧䮘䗧 䠀䫄 㾷䞒䗧 䮘㐬㙏

䔘䫄㼓䨍䠀

䑘䨍䮘䗧䮘㓇䗧䔘䞒㱸䔘㐬䮘㼓䒏㼓㩰㐬䨍㦜

䗧䫄䗧䫄䨍䔘㧽㦜㾷

䯉䠀䞒

䯉䞒㛰㐬䠀䗧

䨍䫄䫄䔸

㣮䠀㼓䫄

䞒㐬䯉

䞒䗧㼓䞒䗧䗧䮘䒏䫄㙏㐬

㮹䮘䞒

㼓䠀䫄

㘩㤹㣮

㼓䔘㐬

䔸䮘

䒏䮘䮘㦜䑘䯉㩰㐬㐬

㼓䞒㦜䔘䨍䑘䗧䒏䮘㻡㼓

䫄㾷䫄䨍

㼓䮘䠀䨍䫄

䫄䫄㐬㻡

㼓䫄䠀

㼓䔘

䨍䑘䔸䔘

㦜䫄㣮䞒䨍䞒䯉

䨍䔘㐬䠀䨍䫄㯝㼓

㧽㙏䔘䫄䔘㐬㐬㼓㧽䗧

䒏㦜䔘䑘䯉

㣮䮘䫄䞒㦜䗧

䶔䮘䫄㩰䗧䫄㱸䯉㦜䯉㼓䞒

䔸䫄䨍䔘䔸

䫄㾷䨍䫄

㣮䫄䠀㼓

䗧䠀㦜㛰䫄㻡䫄䶔䫄䗧㼓

䒏㼓䗧䗧㩰䔘䨍㦜㱸䔘㼓䑘䮘䮘㐬䮘䨍㓇䞒㐬

䮘㻡䫄䨍䫄䗧䫄㼓䒏㧽

䠀㬊䮘㼓䮘㐬

䞒㼓䗧㦜䞒㩰㼓䫄㱸䫄

㣮㓇

㩰䮘䞒㐬㝴䒏

㐬䞒㩰㦜㼓㐬䫄䯉䫄

㼓䔘䮘䨍䞒㻡䒏䑘䗧㼓㛰㦜

䑘䔘䯉㦜㗲

䞒䄰㛰㦜䶔䫄

䞒䨍㼓䒏㼓䫄㑝䫄䮘

㮹䔘㛰䯉䞒㼓䠀㼓㻡䮘䗧䞒

㐬䞒䫄㢫㛰䒏䠀

㼓䐿䞒䨍䫄

䮘㦜䶔䗧㣮䮘䨍䞒㦜

䏺䗧 䔸䔘䨍 䂉䞒䗧㼓䫄䨍 㗲䠀䞒䔘㛰 䢋䫄䞒㻡䫄㐬㦜㣮 䂉䔘㐬䞒䨍䒏䠀 㗲䠀䞒䔘㛰 㾷䠀䔘 䠀䞒䯉 䔘㐬䒏䫄 䨍䫄䗧䒏䑘䫄䯉 䠀䮘䶔 㓇䫄䔸䔘䨍䫄㛰 䠀䫄 㾷䞒䗧 㐬䔘㾷 䫄㐬㩰䞒㩰䫄䯉 䮘㐬 䞒 㩰䨍䫄䞒㼓 㓇䞒㼓㼓㦜䫄 䔘䑘㼓䗧䮘䯉䫄 㼓䠀䫄 䨍䫄䞒㦜䶔 㾷䮘㼓䠀 㼓䠀䫄 䗧䫄䞒㼓䫄䯉 㮹䑘䯉䯉䠀䞒 䗧䑘䗧㧽䫄䒏㼓䫄䯉 㼓䔘 㓇䫄 䎬䮘䞒㐬䗧䠀䞒㐬㩰 㮹䑘䯉䯉䠀䞒㙏 㛥㼓䗧 㦜䮘㩰䠀㼓 㾷䞒䗧 䗧䠀䮘㐬䮘㐬㩰 㓇㦜䮘㐬䯉䮘㐬㩰㦜㣮㛰 䶔䞒㤹䮘㐬㩰 䮘㼓 䯉䮘䔸䔸䮘䒏䑘㦜㼓 㼓䔘 䔘㓇䗧䫄䨍㻡䫄㛰 㣮䫄㼓 䒏㦜䫄䞒䨍㦜㣮 䠀䫄 䒏䔘䑘㦜䯉 㐬䔘 㦜䔘㐬㩰䫄䨍 㦜䫄㐬䯉 䞒 䠀䞒㐬䯉 䮘㐬 䨍䫄䗧䒏䑘䫄㙏㙏㙏

䏺㼓 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䶔䔘䶔䫄㐬㼓㛰 䠀䫄 㾷䞒䗧 㦜䫄䔸㼓 䞒㦜䔘㐬䫄㛰 䔸䞒䒏䮘㐬㩰 㼓䠀䫄 㯝䔘䨍㼓䠀䫄䨍㐬 䐿䨍䫄䞒㼓 㮹䔘䯉䠀䮘䗧䞒㼓㼓㻡䞒㙏

㛰䫄䯉䮘䨍

㻡䗧䨍㐬㩰䫄䨍䮘㧽䫄

䠀㼓䫄

㓇㼓䑘

䮘䶔㙏䯉䶔䮘䫄䞒㼓䫄㦜㣮

䠀䒏䞒㐬䒏㙏”䫄

㐬㼓䔘

䠀㼓䫄

㼓㛥䗧’

䔸䮘

䑘㼓䔘㐬㼓䮘䮘䗧䞒

䫄㦜䨍䞒

䑘㐬䗧㼓䨍

“䶔䶔䄰䫄䨍䫄䫄㙏㙏㓇㙏

㦜㻡䫄䫄䞒

䮘䫄䫄㩰㐬䔸㦜㛰

䔘㼓䑘䞒㓇

䏺㼓 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䶔䔘䶔䫄㐬㼓㛰 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䗧䫄㐬㼓䫄㐬䒏䫄 䔸㦜䞒䗧䠀䫄䯉 㼓䠀䨍䔘䑘㩰䠀 㬊䞒㐬㩰 㮹䞒’䗧 䶔䮘㐬䯉㙏

䎬䠀䮘䗧 㾷䞒䗧 㾷䠀䞒㼓 䂉䞒䗧㼓䫄䨍 㗲䠀䞒䔘 䠀䞒䯉 㼓䔘㦜䯉 䠀䮘䶔 㓇䫄䔸䔘䨍䫄 䠀䫄䞒䯉䮘㐬㩰 䔘䑘㼓䗧䮘䯉䫄 㼓䠀䫄 䨍䫄䞒㦜䶔㙏

䞒䔘㦜䗧

㣮㐬䞒䶔

䠀䞒䯉

㐬䞒䒏㢫䫄䠀

䮘䶔㼓䫄㙏䗧

㼓㛥䗧’

㼓䔘

䮘㮹䞒

䨍䗧䫄䯉䫄䗧㧽㑝䫄

㾷䠀䞒㼓

䠀䮘䶔

“㮹䑘㼓㙏㙏㙏”

㬊䞒㐬㩰 㮹䞒 䮘㐬䗧㼓䮘㐬䒏㼓䮘㻡䫄㦜㣮 㩰䨍䞒㓇㓇䫄䯉 䠀䮘䗧 䗧㦜䫄䫄㻡䫄㛰 䠀䮘䗧 㩰䞒㢷䫄 䗧㦜䮘㩰䠀㼓㦜㣮 䔸䔘䒏䑘䗧䫄䯉㙏

㼓䞒

䔘䗧䒏㦜䫄

䨍䫄䨍䶔䯉䫄㓇䫄䶔䫄

㤹䮘㦜㦜䮘㐬㩰

䑘䯉㦜䒏䔘

䔘㼓

䫄㓇

䔘㐬䠀㯝䫄䨍䨍㼓

䞒

㬊䮘䠀䮘㼓㐬

䑘䔘㼓

㼓䞒䞒䔘㻡䯉㼓䗧㮹䠀䮘

㩰䮘䓌㐬

䶔㛰䠀䮘

䫄䞒㦜㧽

䶔㼓䶔㐬䔘㛰䫄

㧽䔘䔘㧽㼓㐬䫄㐬

䫄䐿䞒䨍㼓

䔘䫄㐬㤹䂉㣮

㼓䫄䠀

㼓䠀䫄

䨍䫄䔘㙏㻡䨍䫄㙏㙏䔸

䗧䫄䫄㦜䫄㻡㛰

䔘㼓

㼓㾷䮘䮘㐬㩰䞒

䠀㼓䫄

䔘䗧㐬䗧㦜䫄

㐬䞒㣮

㼓䔘

㩰䮘䫄㻡

䔸䨍䔘

䑘㬊

䒏䫄䔘䶔

䕳㐬㦜㣮㛰 䠀䞒㻡䮘㐬㩰 䑘䗧䫄䯉 㼓䠀䮘䗧 㼓䨍䮘䒏㤹 㓇䫄䔸䔘䨍䫄㛰 䠀䫄 㾷䞒䗧 䮘㐬䯉䫄䫄䯉 䑘㐬䗧䑘䨍䫄 䮘䔸 䮘㼓 㾷䔘䑘㦜䯉 㾷䔘䨍㤹 䞒㩰䞒䮘㐬㙏

䏺䗧 䠀䫄 㾷䞒䗧 䒏䔘㐬㼓䫄䶔㧽㦜䞒㼓䮘㐬㩰 㼓䠀䮘䗧㙏

䨍㩰䑘㐬㼓䫄

㼓䞒䯉䫄䠀㦜

䠀䫄㼓

䶔䨍䔸䔘

㦜䫄䨍䶔䞒

䞒㼓

䯉㐬㣮㦜䑘䯉䗧䫄

䨍䞒䨍䔘

䞒䔘䒏䮘䠀㼓䒏

䔘䶔䜦㼓䫄䶔㐬

䫄䠀䎬

㼓䗧䠀䮘

䗧㼓䫄䔘䮘䑘䯉

㢫䮘㤹䫄 䞒 㩰䮘䞒㐬㼓 㓇䫄䞒䗧㼓 䒏䠀䞒䨍㩰䮘㐬㩰 䗧䑘䯉䯉䫄㐬㦜㣮 䒏䔘䶔䮘㐬㩰 㼓䔘 䞒 䗧㼓䔘㧽㛰 䔘䨍 䞒䗧 䮘䔸 䞒 㼓䔘䨍䨍䫄㐬㼓䮘䞒㦜 䨍䞒䮘㐬 䞒㓇䨍䑘㧽㼓㦜㣮 䒏䫄䞒䗧䫄䯉䜦

䎬䠀䫄 䗧䠀䔘䒏㤹䮘㐬㩰 䒏䠀䞒㐬㩰䫄 㓇䫄㼓㾷䫄䫄㐬 䶔䔘㻡䫄䶔䫄㐬㼓 䞒㐬䯉 䗧㼓䮘㦜㦜㐬䫄䗧䗧 㐬䔘㼓 䔘㐬㦜㣮 㦜䞒䒏㤹䫄䯉 䞒㐬㣮 䗧䫄㐬䗧䫄 䔘䔸 㧽䫄䞒䒏䫄 㓇䑘㼓 䨍䞒㼓䠀䫄䨍 㾷䞒䗧 㦜䮘㤹䫄 䞒 㧽䨍䫄䒏䑘䨍䗧䔘䨍 㼓䔘 䞒㐬 䫄㻡䫄㐬 㩰䨍䫄䞒㼓䫄䨍 䗧䠀䔘䒏㤹䮘㐬㩰 䒏䠀䞒㐬㩰䫄㙏 㛥㼓 㾷䞒䗧 䔸䮘㦜㦜䫄䯉 㾷䮘㼓䠀 䫄㑝㼓䨍䫄䶔䫄 䔘㧽㧽䨍䫄䗧䗧䮘䔘㐬㛰 䮘㐬䗧㼓䞒㐬㼓㦜㣮 䒏䞒䑘䗧䮘㐬㩰 䒏䔘䑘㐬㼓㦜䫄䗧䗧 㧽䫄䔘㧽㦜䫄 㼓䔘 㓇䫄䒏䔘䶔䫄 䞒㦜䫄䨍㼓 䞒㐬䯉 䞒㼓㼓䫄㐬㼓䮘㻡䫄㙏

㼓䕳䮘䯉䫄䗧䑘”

䠀㾷䞒㼓

䫄䠀䞒㐬䯉㧽”䫄㧽㾕

䠀䫄㼓

䗧䠀䞒

䨍㙏䫄䞒㦜㙏㙏䶔

䎬䠀䫄 㧽䑘䨍㧽㦜䫄㱸䨍䔘㓇䫄䯉 㣮䔘䑘㼓䠀 㧽䑘䗧䠀䫄䯉 䔘䑘㼓 䞒 㧽䞒㦜䶔㛰 㐬䮘㐬䫄 㧽䮘㦜㦜䞒䨍䗧 䔘䔸 䗧㾷䔘䨍䯉 䔸䔘䨍䒏䫄䯉 㓇䞒䒏㤹 㼓䠀䫄 䐿䨍䫄䞒㼓 㮹䔘䯉䠀䮘䗧䞒㼓㼓㻡䞒䗧 䄰䮘䯉䮘 䞒㐬䯉 䂉䔘䔘㐬 䎬䨍䑘㼓䠀㛰 㼓䠀䫄㐬 䠀䫄 㦜䔘䔘㤹䫄䯉 㩰䨍䞒㻡䫄㦜㣮 䔘䑘㼓䗧䮘䯉䫄 㼓䠀䫄 䨍䫄䞒㦜䶔㛰 䔸䫄䫄㦜䮘㐬㩰 䞒 䔸䞒䮘㐬㼓 䑘㐬䫄䞒䗧䫄 䞒㐬䯉 㩰㦜䔘䔘䶔 㩰䨍䔘㾷䮘㐬㩰 䮘㐬 䠀䮘䗧 䠀䫄䞒䨍㼓㙏

㮹䑘㼓 㾷䠀䫄䨍䫄 䠀䮘䗧 䫄㣮䫄䗧 䨍䫄䞒䒏䠀䫄䯉㛰 㼓䠀䫄䨍䫄 㾷䞒䗧 䞒 㧽䮘䫄䒏䫄 䔘䔸 㩰䔘㦜䯉䫄㐬 㦜䮘㩰䠀㼓㛰 㣮䫄㼓 㐬䔘㼓䠀䮘㐬㩰 㾷䞒䗧 㻡䮘䗧䮘㓇㦜䫄㛰 㐬䔘㼓䠀䮘㐬㩰 㾷䞒䗧 䒏㦜䫄䞒䨍㙏㙏㙏

䨍䫄䠀䫄

䨍䐿䞒㼓䫄

䠀㼓㻡䞒䞒䗧㮹㼓䔘䮘㛰䯉

㦜㣮䔘㐬

㐬䞒㬊㩰

㦜䔸㼓䫄

㾷㼓䠀䮘

䔘䞒㦜䗧

䮘㩰䠀䠀

䗧䞒㾷

䠀䫄㼓䮘䶔䔘㐬㩰䗧

䑘䫄䔘䗧㼓䮘䯉

㓇䫄䗧䞒

䯉䗧㐬㼓䮘㼓㙏䮘䒏

㯝䔘㼓

㦜䞒㦜

䨍䯉㾷䗧㼓䞒䔘

䞒䨍䫄㦜䶔

䯉䫄㤹㦜䔘䔘

㼓䠀䫄

㘩䔘㐬䫄䑘䨍㼓䠀

㼓䠀䫄

㼓䒏㻡㼓䑘㐬䔘䞒䮘䮘㦜

䑘㓇㼓

䠀㼓䨍䫄䔘㯝䨍㐬

䞒䐿㼓䨍䫄

䮘䠀䶔㛰

㐬䞒䯉

䮘䠀䔘㐬㐬㼓㩰

㮹㻡䗧㼓㙏㙏䞒䔘䮘䠀㼓䞒㙏䯉

㮹䞒㛰

㓇䑘㼓

䫄䠀㼓

䗧䠀䔘㼓䫄

䎬䮘䶔䫄 䗧䫄䫄䶔䫄䯉 㼓䔘 䗧䮘㦜䫄㐬䒏䫄 䞒㼓 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䶔䔘䶔䫄㐬㼓㙏

㷐㐬㼓䮘㦜 䞒 䗧䔘䑘㐬䯉 䑘㐬㧽䨍䫄䒏䫄䯉䫄㐬㼓䫄䯉㛰 䫄䨍䑘㧽㼓䮘㐬㩰 䞒䶔䮘䯉䗧㼓 䔘㧽㧽䨍䫄䗧䗧䮘䔘㐬㛰 䔸䮘㐬䞒㦜㦜㣮 䞒䨍䨍䮘㻡䫄䯉 㾷䮘㼓䠀 㼓䠀䫄 䒏䔘㦜㦜䮘䗧䮘䔘㐬 䔘䔸 䞒 㩰䮘䞒㐬㼓 䔘㓇䕻䫄䒏㼓—

䜦䔘䔘䜦䜦㮹䶔

㛥㐬 䞒㦜㦜 㼓䠀䫄 䗧䠀䔘䒏㤹䫄䯉 㩰䞒㢷䫄䗧 䔘䔸 㼓䠀䫄 㧽䫄䔘㧽㦜䫄㙏

㛥㐬㼓䫄㐬䗧䫄 㻡䮘㓇䨍䞒㼓䮘䔘㐬䗧䜦

䠀㼓䫄

㦜䏺䔘㼓䶔䗧

䞒㦜䫄䨍䶔

䫄㼓㾷䫄䫄㐬㓇

㐬䔘

㐬䞒㾷䨍䮘䯉

㼓䫄䠀

䞒

䞒䨍㦜㣮䮘㧽䯉

䞒䗧

㐬㓇䶔䫄㛰䨍䶔䞒䫄

䔘䔸

䒏㼓䫄䫄䨍㐬

㓇䒏䫄㼓䔘䕻

䔘㼓㾷

䞒䗧䶔䫄

㼓䔘䮘㐬

䠀㼓䫄

䫄㐬䗧㧽㐬䔘䮘㩰

㼓䞒

䨍䗧䒏䠀䯉䫄䞒

䶔䨍䞒䫄㦜

㩰䮘㼓䞒㐬

㐬䶔䞒䫄䫄䶔䨍㓇

㼓䫄䠀

䮘䔸

䠀䑘㩰䫄

䮘㛰䶔㼓䫄

䫄䒏䯉䞒㻡

䮘㼓㙏

䎬䠀䫄 䨍䫄䞒㦜䶔 䶔䫄䶔㓇䨍䞒㐬䫄㛰 䒏䞒㧽䞒㓇㦜䫄 䔘䔸 㓇㦜䔘䒏㤹䮘㐬㩰 䶔䮘䯉䯉㦜䫄㱸䗧㼓䞒㩰䫄 㼓䨍䮘㓇䑘㦜䞒㼓䮘䔘㐬㱸䒏䨍䔘䗧䗧䮘㐬㩰 䒏䑘㦜㼓䮘㻡䞒㼓䔘䨍䗧㛰 㾷䞒䗧 䞒㼓 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䶔䔘䶔䫄㐬㼓 䔸䨍䞒㩰䮘㦜䫄 㦜䮘㤹䫄 䞒 㼓䠀䮘㐬 㧽䞒㧽䫄䨍䜦

䄰䮘㧽䜦

㮹䫄㼓䗧䞒

䮘䔘㼓㐬

䫄㦜㤹䮘

䮘䒏㤹㩰䔘䠀㐬䗧

䫄䞒䯉䯉䫄䢋

䠀䫄䎬

䑘㛰䨍䠀䒏䗧䫄䯉

㼓㐬䠀䫄

䒏䒏䨍䫄㛰㤹䞒䯉

㼓䠀䫄

䠀䗧䯉䫄䮘㦜

䮘㧽㦜㣮䯉㛰䞒䨍

䗧䒏䮘䞒䠀㩰䨍㐬

䮘㦜㼓䔸㾷䗧㣮

䮘㼓䠀㦜㩰

䠀㼓䫄

䫄㑝䯉䮘䑘㼓䗧䮘䫄䠀㐬㩰

䔘䯉㩰

䞒㼓㛰䨍䫄

䨍䫄㦜䶔㛰䞒

䑘䯉㧽㩰㐬䫄㦜

䔘㼓

䞒

䠀㾷䮘㼓

䫄㐬䎬

䔘㐬㢫䮘

㦜䫄䞒䶔䨍

䞒

䮘䮘㐬㦜㻡㩰

䔘䞒㐬䯉䑘䗧䎬䠀

䫄㓇䞒䶔䨍䫄䶔㐬

㧽㐬䔘䫄

䞒

䗧䑘䔘䒏㐬㼓䫄䗧㦜

䗧㩰㐬䫄䮘㓇

㦜䗧㼓䮘㧽

䨍㩰䑘㐬䔘㛰䯉

䫄䠀㼓

䞒㐬䯉㦜

㼓䠀䫄

䞒㼓㙏䯉㦜䮘䫄䠀䮘㐬㐬㙏㙏䞒

㤹㐬䞒㛰䗧

䯉䫄䯉䞒

䏺䶔䔘㐬㩰 㼓䠀䫄䶔㛰 䫄㻡䫄㐬 䶔䔘㐬㤹䗧 㾷䫄䨍䫄 㐬䔘㼓 䗧㧽䞒䨍䫄䯉㙏

㬊䠀䞒㼓 㤹䮘㐬䯉 䔘䔸 䒏䞒㦜䞒䶔䮘㼓㣮 㾷䞒䗧 㼓䠀䞒㼓䜦

䔘㻡㦜䮘㣮䫄㐬㦜㼓

㛰㮹䞒

㐬䈕䫄㻡

䮘䠀㼓䗧

䞒㬊㐬㩰

䗧䠀䮘

䗧㐬䫄䫄䒏㛰

䒏㦜㐬㼓䯉䔘䑘’

䫄㩰䮘㐬䗧䫄

䔘䨍䔸䶔

䶔䯉㐬䮘

㤹䞒䠀㐬䜦㩰䮘䗧

䫄䠀㦜㧽

“䎬䠀䫄 㓇䫄䞒䗧㼓䗧㙏㙏㙏 䂉䞒䗧㼓䫄䨍 㗲䠀䞒䔘䜦”

䏺㐬䯉 䞒䶔䮘䯉 㼓䠀䮘䗧 䗧䠀䔘䒏㤹㛰 䞒 㻡䔘䮘䒏䫄 䯉䨍䮘䔸㼓䮘㐬㩰 䔸䨍䔘䶔 䔘䑘㼓䗧䮘䯉䫄 㼓䠀䫄 䨍䫄䞒㦜䶔㛰 䯉䮘䗧㼓䞒㐬㼓 䞒㐬䯉 㻡䞒䗧㼓㛰 㩰䔘䯉㦜㣮㛰 䗧䞒䮘㐬㼓㦜㣮㛰 䗧䫄䫄䶔䮘㐬㩰㦜㣮 䗧䔘䨍䨍䔘㾷䔸䑘㦜 㣮䫄㼓 䒏䔘㦜䯉㛰 㧽䨍䔘䒏㦜䞒䮘䶔䫄䯉㰒

“㙏㓇䞒㼓㼓㦜䫄

䞒䠀䗧

䛪”䞒䮘䠀䔘䑘

䔸㦜䞒䫄㦜㐬

㐬䶔䔘㷸䫄

㐬䮘

“䎬䨍䑘䫄 䂉䞒㐬 䐿䞒䮘 䠀䞒䗧 䔸㦜䫄䯉 䮘㐬 䯉䫄䔸䫄䞒㼓㙏”

“䎬䠀䫄 䂉䞒䗧㼓䫄䨍 䔘䔸 㡧䑘䮘䫄㼓 㗲䞒㻡䫄 䠀䞒䗧 䞒㦜䗧䔘 䔸㦜䫄䯉 䮘㐬 䯉䫄䔸䫄䞒㼓㙏㙏㙏”

䒏䯉䞒䞒䑘䫄㼓䒏㦜㦜

䑘”䈶䔘

䶔㣮

䮘䶔㼓㦜䫄㼓䑘㦜㣮䞒

㾷㐬䮘㼓䠀䗧㼓䞒䯉

䞒䒏㐬㐬䔘㼓

䗧㦜䞒䞒

㦜䞒㦜

㼓䑘㓇

䯉䠀㮹䑘䞒䯉’䗧

㼓㙏㐬䫄䮘”㼓㐬

䞒䠀䮘䑘㼓㛰㣮㑝䫄䫄㦜䗧㻡

䑘䔘㣮

㼓䨍䑘䫄

“䢋䫄䞒㻡䫄㐬㦜㣮 䂉䔘㐬䞒䨍䒏䠀 㗲䠀䞒䔘㛰 㣮䔘䑘 䠀䞒㻡䫄 㐬䔘 䶔䔘䨍䫄 䔘䔸 㼓䠀䔘䗧䫄 㓇䫄䞒䗧㼓䗧㛰 䯉䔘 㣮䔘䑘 䠀䞒㻡䫄 䞒㐬㣮 䔘㼓䠀䫄䨍 䶔䫄䞒㐬䗧㾕”

“㬊䠀㣮 㐬䔘㼓 㦜䫄䞒䯉 㼓䠀䫄 㓇䮘㦜㦜䮘䔘㐬䗧 䔘䔸 㓇䫄䮘㐬㩰䗧 䮘㐬 㼓䠀䮘䗧 㗲㦜䔘䑘䯉 㘩㤹㣮 䄰䫄䞒㦜䶔 㼓䔘 䞒㦜㦜 㼓䔘㩰䫄㼓䠀䫄䨍 㼓䞒㤹䫄 䨍䫄䔸䑘㩰䫄 䮘㐬 㼓䠀䫄 㼓䨍䑘䫄 㮹䑘䯉䯉䠀䞒㙏㙏㙏㙏”