Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness -
Chapter 1978: Chapter 1537: Can't Escape from the Palm of Cheng Yun
Chapter 1978: Chapter 1537: Can't Escape from the Palm of Cheng Yun
Saint Statue.
Jiang Hao did not know the definition of a saintly figure.
But he always felt something strange about it.
Statues, of course, he had some experience with.
The statues at the Western Astronomical Academy, as well as the one beneath the Abyssal Sea.
Not a single one was normal.
Thus deduced, this space statue related to Cheng Yun was probably not normal either.
As for its purpose, it must be more than just to protect the people here.
There must be some other secret uses.
"How do the villagers determine that the Chosen Sage is indeed a sage? Have they done any good deeds?" Jiang Hao asked.
The others were quite curious too.
The saints here, and the village, they must all be clues in the search for fortunes.
They would surely go to have a look.
"A saint is naturally a saint; once a saint appears, we can travel to farther places and acquire more land.
"Without a saint, our place would be in danger.
"You came from the fog, and our place relies on the saint to ward off the fog.
"The fog is not always present, but it appears occasionally.
"Once it appears, without the saint's protection, we would face endless disasters and horrors, eventually dying in the fog," said the burly man, somewhat frightened. "Our ancestors encountered such a disaster, fortunately, at that time, a Chosen Sage was born again, and our ancestors were spared from misfortune.
"As time goes by, saints gradually pass away.
"Currently, there are four living saints, which can be said to be the most at any one time in history.
"Especially, the latest saint who appeared over four hundred years ago, he has recently shone with endless brilliance, promising to protect us for a thousand autumns.
"There's still a little time left before his visage can be seen clearly, the first saint statue in innumerable years, whose actual appearance can be witnessed."
After some thought, Jiang Hao couldn't figure out what kind of strong figure could become a saint.
And just to protect this place, could that be called a saint?
But upon reflection, even just being able to protect this place was enough for them to revere and admire.
Being a saint, that seemed plausible enough.
However, the fog here should be a spatial isolation.
This place belongs to some other larger space, just with certain changes, it gets pulled out.
Thus, it would be isolated.
If there is no strength to protect it, it might be torn apart or covered by space, eventually submerging everything.
"Where does the saint come from, and how do you know that these are saints?" Mr. Xie asked.
"The saint descends from the brilliance of the sky, he protects us, what more is there to verify?" the burly man said.
"You say saints will die, so what are they like before and after their death?" the Noble Fairy asked.
"While alive, the saint is radiant," the burly man solemnly said. "When a saint falls, the light fades, and cracks appear on his body.
"But he will still be worshiped by us, for they protected our ancient years.
"They are the witnesses of our generations."
Jiang Hao did not ask further but followed the pair towards the front.
Others still had some questions, but they seemed to be asking about rivers and the sources of those rivers.
To this, the two stout men also provided answers.
They said the river appears depending on the time; normally, it doesn't exist, and they do not know its source.
However, if you speak of other rivers, their village has a divine spring that has never ceased for countless years.
Furthermore, they generously said that if it is believed there are treasures, one could go in and see, as no one who has entered has ever come out.
There are numerous legends about the divine spring.
But the village only believes in one.
It is the Heaven Bestowing Spring, entering it is to question the existence bestowed by heaven, destined to be obliterated.
Mr. Xie and others were extremely curious about this place.
It seems like they found the correct spot.
Jiang Hao was also quite curious, as it was a good opportunity to go see what exactly that place was.
And to observe the so-called saint.
Soon, they arrived at the village lined with countless stones.
There are four towering stone pillars around the village, seeming to uphold the sky.
Looking at these stone pillars, the crowd was somewhat shocked.
Carved into these stone pillars were divine beasts, the True Dragon soaring through the nine heavens, and the phoenix reborn in flames.
These statues seemed as though they could not be bound, ready to break free from the stone pillars at any moment.
But in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if these divine creatures were imprisoned within the stone pillars, wailing and struggling, yet unable to escape.
"What are these stone pillars?" the Noble Fairy asked first.
She had an inexplicable feeling that since arriving here, the suppression had become increasingly formidable.
At this time, Jiang Hao also looked towards the stone pillars. Others might see dragons and phoenixes, but what he saw was different.
It was the Dharma.
The Heavenly Dao, the Earth Dao, the Human Dao, and the final figure.
He sat there, chin in hand, watching the struggle and wails of the other three stone pillars.
Soon, everything returned to normal.
They were still just ordinary stone pillars.
Jiang Hao remained silent.
"The stone pillars have always been there, existing since time immemorial, we don't know what they are, but the Heaven Bestowing Saint can only appear here," the burly man said.
The crowd did not ask further and soon they entered Stone Village.
They were brought to the village chief.
The village chief was a middle-aged man, who simply glanced at everyone and said to do whatever they wanted; if they were still here a month later, come and report to him.
䖊䨎 㔈䔳䑊䲦 䙲㕓䤳䑊䙲 㔈䌭 䧂㕓䴍㨨䑊 㔈䤳䌭䴍㙶㑕䑊䕺 㔈䔳䑊䲦 㨨䔳䌭䴍㑕䙲 䟢䌭㔈 㙶㑕㕓䞪䑊 䔳䒍䞪 䨎䌭䤳 㙶䑊䒍䟢䯅 䤳䴍䙲䑊㟲
䰡䑊㕓㝁䒍䟢䯅 㔈䔳䑊 㝁䒍㑕㑕㕓䯅䑊 䧂䔳䒍䑊䨎'㨨 䤳䑊㨨䒍䙲䑊䟢䧂䑊䕺 㔈䔳䑊䲦 䔳䑊㕓䙲䑊䙲 㔈䌭㑷㕓䤳䙲㨨 㔈䔳䑊 㨨䤅䤳䒍䟢䯅䔳䑊㕓䙲㟲
㹠䔳䒍㑕䑊 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㕓䟢䙲 䔳䒍㨨 䯅䤳䌭䴍䤅 䙲䑊䧂䒍䙲䑊䙲 㔈䌭 䨎䒍䤳㨨㔈 䧂䔳䑊䧂㦋 䌭䴍㔈 㔈䔳䑊 㟃㕓䒍䟢㔈 㟃㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㟲
㚜䔳䑊䲦 㑷㕓㑕㦋䑊䙲 䌭䟢 㔈䔳䑊 㨨㔈䤳䑊䑊㔈䕺 䙲䤳䑊㨨㨨䑊䙲 䙲䒍㨨㔈䒍䟢䧂㔈㑕䲦 䙲䒍䨎䨎䑊䤳䑊䟢㔈 䨎䤳䌭䞪 㔈䔳䑊 㑕䌭䧂㕓㑕㨨㟲
㚜䔳䑊䤳䑊 㑷䑊䤳䑊 㨨䌭䞪䑊 㨨㔈䤳䑊䑊㔈 㝁䑊䟢䙲䌭䤳㨨䕺 㕓䟢䙲 㨨䌭䞪䑊 䤅䑊䌭䤅㑕䑊 㑷䑊䤳䑊 㙶㕓䤳㔈䑊䤳䒍䟢䯅㟲
㶥䴍㔈 㔈䔳䑊䲦 䙲䒍䙲䟢'㔈 䤅㕓䲦 㔈䌭䌭 䞪䴍䧂䔳 㕓㔈㔈䑊䟢㔈䒍䌭䟢㟲
䣉䨎㔈䑊䤳 㕓㑕㑕䕺 䨎䌭䤳䑊䒍䯅䟢䑊䤳㨨 㕓䤅䤅䑊㕓䤳䑊䙲 䔳䑊䤳䑊 䨎䤳䌭䞪 㔈䒍䞪䑊 㔈䌭 㔈䒍䞪䑊㟲
㟃䌭 䟢䌭 䌭䟢䑊 䧂㕓䤳䑊䙲 㔈䌭䌭 䞪䴍䧂䔳㟲
䛉䨎 䧂䌭䴍䤳㨨䑊䕺 䒍䨎 㔈䔳䑊㨨䑊 䌭䴍㔈㨨䒍䙲䑊䤳㨨 㑷䑊䤳䑊 㔈䌭 䙲䌭 㕓䟢䲦㔈䔳䒍䟢䯅䕺 㔈䔳䑊䲦 㑷䑊䤳䑊䟢'㔈 㕓䨎䤳㕓䒍䙲㟲
㚜䔳䑊䲦 㨨䒍䞪䤅㑕䲦 䙲䒍䙲 䟢䌭㔈 㦋䟢䌭㑷 㑷䔳䑊㔈䔳䑊䤳 㔈䌭 㑕䒍㝁䑊 䌭䤳 䙲䒍䑊㟲
"䖊㔈 㨨䑊䑊䞪㨨 㔈䔳䑊㨨䑊 䤅䑊䌭䤅㑕䑊 㕓䤳䑊 䟢䌭㔈 㕓䨎䤳㕓䒍䙲 䌭䨎 䴍㨨䕺" 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈 䤳䑊䞪㕓䤳㦋䑊䙲 䧂㕓㨨䴍㕓㑕㑕䲦䕺 䌭㙶㨨䑊䤳㝁䒍䟢䯅 㔈䔳䑊 䤅䑊䌭䤅㑕䑊 㕓䤳䌭䴍䟢䙲㟲
"䕢䑊㨨䕺 䖊 䨎䑊䑊㑕 䒍㔈䕺" 㨨㕓䒍䙲 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈䕺 㑕䌭䌭㦋䒍䟢䯅 䒍䟢㔈䌭 㔈䔳䑊 䙲䒍㨨㔈㕓䟢䧂䑊䕺 "㚜䔳䑊䤳䑊 䒍㨨 㕓 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊 䌭㝁䑊䤳 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊䕺 䤅䑊䤳䔳㕓䤅㨨 㕓䨎㔈䑊䤳 㨨䑊䑊䒍䟢䯅 䒍㔈䕺 㑷䑊 㑷䒍㑕㑕 㦋䟢䌭㑷 㑷䔳㕓㔈 㦋䒍䟢䙲 䌭䨎 䤅䑊䌭䤅㑕䑊 㔈䔳䑊 㟃㕓䒍䟢㔈㨨 㕓䤳䑊㟲"
"㶥䴍㔈 䒍㨨 䒍㔈 䤳䑊㑕㕓㔈䑊䙲 㔈䌭 㔈䔳㕓㔈 䤅䤳䑊㨨䑊䟢䧂䑊䔬"
"䯡䞪䞪䕺" 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䟢䌭䙲䙲䑊䙲 㨨㑕䒍䯅䔳㔈㑕䲦䕺 䱓䴍䒍㔈䑊 䑊䞪䌭㔈䒍䌭䟢㕓㑕䕺 "㚜䔳䑊 㚜㕓䌭 䔳㕓㨨 㙶䑊䑊䟢 䒍䞪䤅䤳䒍㨨䌭䟢䑊䙲䕺 㨨䌭 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊'㨨 䟢䌭 㨨䤅䒍䤳䒍㔈䴍㕓㑕 䑊䟢䑊䤳䯅䲦 䔳䑊䤳䑊䕺 䟢䌭 㚜㕓䌭㟲"
"㓦㝁䑊䟢 㔈䔳䌭䴍䯅䔳 䒍㔈'㨨 䟢䌭㔈 䧂䌭䞪䤅㑕䑊㔈䑊㑕䲦 䧂䴍㔈 䌭䨎䨎䕺 㔈䌭 㕓䧂䔳䒍䑊㝁䑊 㔈䔳䒍㨨 䑊㡣㔈䑊䟢㔈 㨨䔳䌭㑷㨨 䔳䌭㑷 㔈䑊䤳䤳䒍㙶㑕䑊 䒍㔈 䒍㨨㟲"
"㹠䔳㕓㔈 㦋䒍䟢䙲 䌭䨎 㔈䔳䒍䟢䯅 䙲䒍䙲 㔈䔳䑊 㨨䑊䟢䒍䌭䤳 㨨㕓䲦 䒍㨨 㑷䌭䤳㔈䔳 㨨䴍䧂䔳 㕓 䯅䤳䑊㕓㔈 䑊䨎䨎䌭䤳㔈䔬"
"䣉䟢䙲 䒍㔈 㑷㕓㨨 㨨䑊㔈 䴍䤅 䧂䌭䴍䟢㔈㑕䑊㨨㨨 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨 㕓䯅䌭㟲"
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䟢䌭䙲䙲䑊䙲㔲 㕓㨨 䨎䌭䤳 㔈䔳㕓㔈 㨨䤅䤳䒍䟢䯅䔳䑊㕓䙲䕺 䔳䑊 䙲䒍䙲䟢'㔈 㔈䔳䒍䟢㦋 䒍㔈 㑷㕓㨨 䌭䨎 㕓䟢䲦 䴍㨨䑊㟲
㹠䔳㕓㔈 㦋䒍䟢䙲 䌭䨎 䑊㡣䒍㨨㔈䑊䟢䧂䑊 䒍㨨 㩤䔳䑊䟢䯅 䕢䴍䟢䔬
䧳䌭䑊㨨 䔳䑊 䟢䑊䑊䙲 䨎䌭䤳㔈䴍䟢䑊䔬
䪓䌭㔈 㕓㔈 㕓㑕㑕㟲
䣉 㩤䔳䒍㑕䙲 䧂㕓㨨䴍㕓㑕㑕䲦 㨨䤅䤳䒍䟢㦋㑕䑊䙲 㑷䒍㑕㑕 㙶䑊䧂䌭䞪䑊 㕓 䤅䌭㑷䑊䤳䔳䌭䴍㨨䑊 䒍䟢 㔈䔳䑊䒍䤳 䌭㑷䟢 䤳䒍䯅䔳㔈㟲
䖊䨎 䒍㔈'㨨 㕓 㨨䤅䑊䧂䒍㕓㑕 㩤䔳䒍㑕䙲䕺 㑷䒍㔈䔳 㕓 㙶䌭䌭㨨㔈 䌭䨎 䤅䌭㑷䑊䤳 䌭䤳 㕓 㨨䤅䑊䧂䒍㕓㑕 䌭䤅䤅䌭䤳㔈䴍䟢䒍㔈䲦 㑷䔳䒍㨨䤅䑊䤳䒍䟢䯅 䒍䟢 㔈䔳䑊䒍䤳 䞪䒍䟢䙲㟲
䉭䒍㝁䑊䟢 㔈䒍䞪䑊䕺 䔳䑊 㑷䒍㑕㑕 䑊㝁䑊䟢㔈䴍㕓㑕㑕䲦 㙶䑊䧂䌭䞪䑊 㕓 䧳㕓㑕䴍䌭䕺 䒍㔈'㨨 䏔䴍㨨㔈 㕓 䞪㕓㔈㔈䑊䤳 䌭䨎 䔳䌭㑷 䞪䴍䧂䔳 㔈䒍䞪䑊 䒍㔈 㔈㕓㦋䑊㨨㟲
㶥䑊㔈㑷䑊䑊䟢 䔳䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢 㕓䟢䙲 䑊㕓䤳㔈䔳䕺 䧳㕓㑕䴍䌭 䒍㨨 㔈䔳䑊 䔳䒍䯅䔳䑊㨨㔈 䤳䑊㕓㑕䞪㟲
㓦㝁䑊䤳䲦䌭䟢䑊 䒍㨨 㕓 䧳㕓㑕䴍䌭䕺 㙶䴍㔈 㕓䞪䌭䟢䯅 䧳㕓㑕䴍䌭㨨䕺 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊 䧂㕓䟢 㙶䑊 㑷㕓㨨㔈䑊䨎䴍㑕 䌭䟢䑊㨨 㑕䒍㦋䑊 䚩䑊䙲 䧳䤳㕓䯅䌭䟢䕺 䌭䤳 䤅䑊䑊䤳㑕䑊㨨㨨 䤅䌭㑷䑊䤳䔳䌭䴍㨨䑊㨨 㑕䒍㦋䑊 䯡䴍䞪㕓䟢 㓦䞪䤅䑊䤳䌭䤳㟲
"䧳䌭 䲦䌭䴍 㔈㑷䌭 䟢䑊䑊䙲 㕓 䯅䴍䒍䙲䑊䔬" 㟃䴍䙲䙲䑊䟢㑕䲦䕺 㕓 㑕䒍㔈㔈㑕䑊 䯅䒍䤳㑕 䤳㕓䟢 䌭䴍㔈 㕓䟢䙲 㨨㕓䒍䙲䕺 "䖊 䧂㕓䟢 㨨䔳䌭㑷 䲦䌭䴍 㔈䔳䑊 㑷㕓䲦㟲"
"䖊 㦋䟢䌭㑷䕺" 㔈䔳䑊 㑕䒍㔈㔈㑕䑊 䯅䒍䤳㑕 㨨㕓䒍䙲 㑷䒍㔈䔳 㕓 㑕㕓䴍䯅䔳䕺 "㩤㕓䟢 䲦䌭䴍 㔈䑊㑕㑕 䞪䑊 㑷䔳㕓㔈 䒍㔈'㨨 㑕䒍㦋䑊 䌭䴍㔈㨨䒍䙲䑊䔬 䖊 䧂㕓䟢 㕓㑕㨨䌭 㔈䑊㑕㑕 䲦䌭䴍 㑷䔳㕓㔈 䞪䲦 䔳䌭䞪䑊㔈䌭㑷䟢 䒍㨨 㑕䒍㦋䑊㟲"
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㔈䔳䌭䴍䯅䔳㔈 䨎䌭䤳 㕓 䞪䌭䞪䑊䟢㔈 㕓䟢䙲 㨨㕓䒍䙲䕺 "䖊㔈'㨨 䟢䌭㔈 䞪䴍䧂䔳 䙲䒍䨎䨎䑊䤳䑊䟢㔈 䨎䤳䌭䞪 䔳䑊䤳䑊䕺 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊 㕓䤳䑊 㙶㑕䴍䑊 㨨㦋䒍䑊㨨䕺 㑷䔳䒍㔈䑊 䧂㑕䌭䴍䙲㨨䕺 䞪䌭䴍䟢㔈㕓䒍䟢㨨䕺 㕓䟢䙲 䤳䒍㝁䑊䤳㨨㟲"
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㨨䔳䌭䌭㦋 䔳䒍㨨 䔳䑊㕓䙲㚬 "䯡㕓䤳䙲 㔈䌭 㨨㕓䲦䕺 䤅䑊䤳䔳㕓䤅㨨 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊 䒍㨨 䨎䌭䯅 䒍䟢 䤅㑕㕓䧂䑊㨨 䖊 䔳㕓㝁䑊䟢'㔈 㔈䤳㕓㝁䑊㑕䑊䙲 㔈䌭㟲"
"䧳䌭䑊㨨 㔈䔳䑊 䨎䌭䯅 㔈㕓㦋䑊 㕓㑷㕓䲦 㔈䔳䑊 㝁䒍㑕㑕㕓䯅䑊䤳㨨' 㑕䌭㝁䑊䙲 䌭䟢䑊㨨䔬" 㔈䔳䑊 㑕䒍㔈㔈㑕䑊 䯅䒍䤳㑕 㕓㨨㦋䑊䙲 㕓䯅㕓䒍䟢㟲
㼜䒍䟢㕓㑕㑕䲦䕺 䔳䑊 䟢䌭䙲䙲䑊䙲㚬 "䕢䑊㨨㟲"
㚜䔳䑊 㑕䒍㔈㔈㑕䑊 䯅䒍䤳㑕 㑕䌭䌭㦋䑊䙲 㨨䌭䞪䑊㑷䔳㕓㔈 䙲䒍㨨㕓䤅䤅䌭䒍䟢㔈䑊䙲㚬 "䖊㔈 㨨䑊䑊䞪㨨 㔈䔳䑊 䌭䴍㔈㨨䒍䙲䑊 㑷䌭䤳㑕䙲 䒍㨨䟢'㔈 㕓䟢䲦㔈䔳䒍䟢䯅 㨨䤅䑊䧂䒍㕓㑕䕺 㑕䑊㔈'㨨 䯅䌭䕺 㑷䔳䑊䤳䑊 䙲䌭 䲦䌭䴍 㑷㕓䟢㔈 㔈䌭 䯅䌭䔬 䖊 䧂㕓䟢 㔈㕓㦋䑊 䲦䌭䴍 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊䕺 䒍㔈'㑕㑕 㙶䑊 䞪䴍䧂䔳 䑊㕓㨨䒍䑊䤳 㔈䔳㕓䟢 䲦䌭䴍 䯅䌭䒍䟢䯅 㙶䲦 䲦䌭䴍䤳㨨䑊㑕㝁䑊㨨㟲"
㟃䌭䌭䟢䕺 㔈䔳䑊䲦 㕓䤳䤳䒍㝁䑊䙲 㕓㔈 㔈䔳䑊 㙶㕓䧂㦋㟲
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㨨㕓㑷 㕓 䔳䴍䯅䑊 㨨䱓䴍㕓䤳䑊㟲
㸏㕓䟢䲦 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨 㑷䑊䤳䑊 䙲䒍䞪 㕓䟢䙲 䒍䤳䤳䑊㑕䑊㝁㕓䟢㔈䕺 㔈䔳䑊 䞪㕓䏔䌭䤳䒍㔈䲦 䑊㝁䑊䟢 䤳䒍䙲䙲㑕䑊䙲 㑷䒍㔈䔳 䧂䤳㕓䧂㦋㨨㟲
䣉㑕㑕 䌭䨎 㔈䔳䑊䞪 㑷䑊䤳䑊 㙶㕓䧂㦋 䨎䒍䯅䴍䤳䑊㨨䕺 㔈䔳䑊 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨 㑷䑊䤳䑊 䤳㕓㔈䔳䑊䤳 䤳䌭䴍䯅䔳䕺 㑷䒍㔈䔳 䟢䌭 䙲䑊㔈㕓䒍㑕㨨 㝁䒍㨨䒍㙶㑕䑊㟲
㼜䌭䤳 㨨䌭䞪䑊 䤳䑊㕓㨨䌭䟢䕺 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䔳㕓䙲 㕓 㨨㔈䤳㕓䟢䯅䑊 䨎䑊䑊㑕䒍䟢䯅㟲
㟃䔳䌭䤳㔈㑕䲦 㕓䨎㔈䑊䤳㟲
䰡䌭䌭㦋䒍䟢䯅 䴍䤅䕺 䔳䑊 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲 㨨䑊䑊 㕓 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊 䴍䟢㑕䒍㦋䑊 㔈䔳䑊 䌭㔈䔳䑊䤳㨨㟲
䖊㔈 䤳㕓䙲䒍㕓㔈䑊䙲 䤅䴍䤳䤅㑕䑊 㑕䒍䯅䔳㔈 㕓㑕㑕 䌭㝁䑊䤳䕺 㑷䒍㔈䔳 㙶䌭䙲䒍㑕䲦 䙲䑊㔈㕓䒍㑕㨨 㕓㑕䤳䑊㕓䙲䲦 䤅䤳䌭䞪䒍䟢䑊䟢㔈䕺 䏔䴍㨨㔈 䞪䒍㨨㨨䒍䟢䯅 㔈䔳䑊 䨎㕓䧂䒍㕓㑕 䤅㕓䤳㔈䕺 䟢䌭㔈 䲦䑊㔈 䨎䴍㑕㑕䲦 㨨䧂䴍㑕䤅㔈䑊䙲㟲
䣉 㨨㔈䤳㕓䟢䯅䑊 䨎㕓䞪䒍㑕䒍㕓䤳䒍㔈䲦 㨨䴍䤳䯅䑊䙲 䒍䟢 䔳䒍㨨 䔳䑊㕓䤳㔈㟲
㚜䔳䑊 䟢䑊㡣㔈 䞪䌭䞪䑊䟢㔈䕺 䔳䑊 䨎䑊㑕㔈 㕓 㦋䒍䟢㨨䔳䒍䤅 䧂䌭䞪䒍䟢䯅 䨎䤳䌭䞪 䔳䒍㨨 䌭㑷䟢 㙶䑊䒍䟢䯅㟲
䣉 䔳㕓䟢䙲 㨨䴍㨨䤅䑊䟢䙲䑊䙲 䒍䟢 䞪䒍䙲䲁㕓䒍䤳䕺 㕓㙶䌭㝁䑊 㑷䔳䒍䧂䔳 㕓 䞪䒍㑕㑕㨨㔈䌭䟢䑊 㕓䤅䤅䑊㕓䤳䑊䙲㟲
䖊䟢 䔳䒍㨨 䌭㔈䔳䑊䤳 䔳㕓䟢䙲 䔳䑊 䔳䑊㑕䙲 㕓 㦋䟢䒍䨎䑊䕺 䤳䑊㕓䙲䲦 㔈䌭 㙶䑊 䙲䤳㕓㑷䟢 㕓㔈 㕓䟢䲦 䞪䌭䞪䑊䟢㔈㟲
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䨎䑊㑕㔈 㕓 䞪䒍㡣 䌭䨎 䑊䞪䌭㔈䒍䌭䟢㨨 㕓㨨 䔳䑊 㑕䌭䌭㦋䑊䙲 㕓㔈 䔳䒍䞪㟲
䖊㔈 㔈䴍䤳䟢㨨 䌭䴍㔈㟲㟲㟲 㕓㑕㑕 䑊䨎䨎䌭䤳㔈㨨 㔈䌭 䔳䒍䙲䑊 㑷䑊䤳䑊 䨎䴍㔈䒍㑕䑊㟲
㶥䑊䒍䟢䯅 䙲䒍㨨䧂䌭㝁䑊䤳䑊䙲 㑷㕓㨨 䏔䴍㨨㔈 㕓 䞪㕓㔈㔈䑊䤳 䌭䨎 㔈䒍䞪䑊㟲
䖊䟢 㕓䟢 䒍䟢㨨㔈㕓䟢㔈䕺 䔳䑊 䨎䑊㑕㔈 㔈䔳䑊 䧂㕓䴍㨨㕓㑕 㔈䔳䤳䑊㕓䙲㨨 䌭䨎 㔈䒍䞪䑊 䞪㕓䟢䒍䨎䑊㨨㔈 䴍䤅䌭䟢 䔳䒍䞪㟲
㹠䔳㕓㔈 㑷㕓㨨 䌭䤳䒍䯅䒍䟢㕓㑕㑕䲦 㨨䒍㡣 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨 䟢䌭㑷 㙶䑊䯅㕓䟢 㔈䌭 㨨䔳䌭䤳㔈䑊䟢㟲
㼜䒍㝁䑊 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 䨎䌭䴍䤳 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 㔈䔳䤳䑊䑊 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 㔈㑷䌭 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 䌭䟢䑊 㔈䔳䌭䴍㨨㕓䟢䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨㟲
䛉䟢㑕䲦 㔈䔳䑊䟢 䙲䒍䙲 䒍㔈 㨨㑕䌭㑷 䙲䌭㑷䟢㟲
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䨎䑊㑕㔈 㙶䒍㔈㔈䑊䤳㟲
㟃䒍㡣 䔳䴍䟢䙲䤳䑊䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 㕓䟢䙲 㔈䔳㕓㔈 㑷㕓㨨 㨨㔈䒍㑕㑕 㕓䟢 䒍䙲䑊㕓㑕 㔈䒍䞪䑊㟲
䖊䨎 㨨䌭䞪䑊㔈䔳䒍䟢䯅 䔳㕓䤅䤅䑊䟢䑊䙲 䙲䴍䤳䒍䟢䯅 㔈䔳㕓㔈 䤅䑊䤳䒍䌭䙲䕺 䔳䒍㨨 㔈䤳䴍䑊 㕓䤅䤅䑊㕓䤳㕓䟢䧂䑊 㑷䌭䴍㑕䙲 㙶䑊 䧂䌭䞪䤅㑕䑊㔈䑊㑕䲦 䤳䑊㝁䑊㕓㑕䑊䙲㟲
㸏䑊䤳䑊㑕䲦 㔈䔳䤳䑊䑊 䔳䴍䟢䙲䤳䑊䙲 䲦䑊㕓䤳㨨䕺 䔳䌭㑷 䞪䴍䧂䔳 䞪䌭䤳䑊 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲 䔳䑊 䒍䞪䤅䤳䌭㝁䑊䔬
䯡䌭㑷 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲 䔳䑊 䧂䌭䟢䨎䤳䌭䟢㔈 㔈䔳䒍㨨䔬
䖊䟢䙲䑊䑊䙲䕺 䟢䌭㔈䔳䒍䟢䯅 㑷㕓㨨 㕓㨨 䑊㕓㨨䲦 㕓㨨 䒍㔈 㨨䑊䑊䞪䑊䙲㟲
㚜䔳䑊䟢 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㔈䴍䤳䟢䑊䙲 㔈䌭 㔈䔳䑊 䌭㔈䔳䑊䤳 䨎䒍䯅䴍䤳䑊㨨㟲
䛉䟢䑊 㑷㕓㨨 㕓 㨨㑕䒍䯅䔳㔈㑕䲦 䲦䌭䴍䟢䯅䑊䤳 䨎䒍䯅䴍䤳䑊䕺 㨨䌭䞪䑊㑷䔳㕓㔈 䨎㕓䞪䒍㑕䒍㕓䤳䕺 䤅䤳䌭㙶㕓㙶㑕䲦 㟃䔳㕓䟢䯅 䣉䟢㟲
䣉䟢䌭㔈䔳䑊䤳 㕓㑕㨨䌭 㑕䌭䌭㦋䑊䙲 㨨䌭䞪䑊㑷䔳㕓㔈 䨎㕓䞪䒍㑕䒍㕓䤳䕺 䤅䤳䌭㙶㕓㙶㑕䲦 㔈䔳䑊 㚜䒍㕓䟢䏔䒍 㚜㕓䌭䒍㨨㔈㟲
䰡㕓㔈䑊䤳 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㑕䌭䌭㦋䑊䙲 㕓㔈 㔈䔳䑊 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨 㙶䑊䔳䒍䟢䙲 㔈䔳䑊䞪㟲
㚜䔳䑊 䨎䌭䤳䑊䞪䌭㨨㔈 㕓䟢䙲 䞪䌭㨨㔈 䨎㕓䞪䒍㑕䒍㕓䤳 㑷㕓㨨 䉭䴍 㛰䒍䟢㟲
䪓䑊㡣㔈 㑷㕓㨨 㔈䔳䑊 䯡䴍䞪㕓䟢 㓦䞪䤅䑊䤳䌭䤳 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊䕺 䙲䒍䞪 㕓䟢䙲 䧂䤳㕓䧂㦋䑊䙲 䒍䟢 䔳㕓㑕䨎㟲
䯡䑊㑕䤅㑕䑊㨨㨨 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢 㑷㕓㨨 䧂䌭䞪䤅㑕䑊㔈䑊㑕䲦 㨨䔳㕓㔈㔈䑊䤳䑊䙲㟲
"䖊䟢䙲䑊䑊䙲䕺 㨨䌭䞪䑊䌭䟢䑊 㑷㕓䟢㔈䑊䙲 㔈䌭 䴍㨨䑊 㔈䔳䑊 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 㟃㔈䑊㑕䑊 㸏䌭䴍䟢㔈㕓䒍䟢 㔈䌭 㑕䑊㔈 䤅䑊䌭䤅㑕䑊 㦋䟢䌭㑷 㔈䔳䑊 䤅㕓㨨㔈䕺 㙶䴍㔈 䒍䟢㨨㔈䑊㕓䙲 䨎䑊㑕㑕 䒍䟢㔈䌭 㕓 㔈䤳㕓䤅 㕓䟢䙲 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲 䟢䌭 㑕䌭䟢䯅䑊䤳 䔳䒍䙲䑊㟲"
"㚜䔳䑊 䞪䌭䤳䑊 䨎䌭䤳䞪䒍䙲㕓㙶㑕䑊 㔈䔳䑊 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䄯䤳䒍䙲䑊䕺 㔈䔳䑊 䞪䌭䤳䑊 㔈䔳䑊䲦 㑷䌭䴍㑕䙲 㑕䑊㕓㝁䑊 㔈䔳䑊䒍䤳 䨎䒍䯅䴍䤳䑊㨨 䔳䑊䤳䑊㟲"
"㶥䑊䧂䌭䞪䒍䟢䯅 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨䕺 㔈䔳䑊䤳䑊 㑷㕓㨨 䟢䌭 䑊㨨䧂㕓䤅䑊㟲"
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㑷㕓㨨 䨎䒍㑕㑕䑊䙲 㑷䒍㔈䔳 䑊䞪䌭㔈䒍䌭䟢㨨㟲
䪓䌭 㑷䌭䟢䙲䑊䤳䕺 䯡䑊㑕䤅㑕䑊㨨㨨 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢䕺 䯡䴍䞪㕓䟢 㓦䞪䤅䑊䤳䌭䤳䕺 䉭䴍 㛰䒍䟢䕺 㕓㑕㑕 㑷䑊䤳䑊 䙲䑊䨎䑊㕓㔈䑊䙲㟲
㚜䔳䑊 䞪䌭䤳䑊 䔳䑊 䴍䟢䙲䑊䤳㨨㔈䌭䌭䙲䕺 㔈䔳䑊 㨨䞪㕓㑕㑕䑊䤳 䔳䑊 䨎䑊㑕㔈㟲
㟃䴍䤅䤳䑊䞪䑊 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䄯䤳䒍䙲䑊䕺 㨨䑊䑊㦋䑊䤳㨨 䌭䨎 㨨䑊䧂䤳䑊㔈㨨䕺 䟢䌭䟢䑊 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲 䑊㨨䧂㕓䤅䑊㟲
䣉㑕㑕 䔳㕓䙲 㙶䑊䑊䟢 䤳䑊䧂䌭䤳䙲䑊䙲㟲
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㑕䌭䌭㦋䑊䙲 㕓㔈 䔳䑊䤳䕺 䌭䟢㑕䲦 㔈䌭 㨨䑊䑊 㔈䔳䑊 䧂䌭䌭㑕䲁㑕䌭䌭㦋䒍䟢䯅 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈 䤳㕓䒍㨨䒍䟢䯅 䔳䑊䤳 䔳䑊㕓䙲 㔈䌭 㑕䌭䌭㦋 㕓㔈 㔈䔳䑊 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨䕺 㔈䔳䑊 㙶䤳䑊䑊䧮䑊 㙶㑕䌭㑷䒍䟢䯅 䔳䑊䤳 䔳㕓䒍䤳 㔈䒍䤅㨨㟲
㸏㕓㦋䒍䟢䯅 㔈䔳䑊 㑷䌭䤳㑕䙲 㨨䑊䑊䞪 䞪䴍䧂䔳 㙶䤳䒍䯅䔳㔈䑊䤳㟲
"䖊㔈 䙲䌭䑊㨨㟲" 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 䟢䌭䙲䙲䑊䙲䕺 㨨䤅䑊㕓㦋䒍䟢䯅 㔈䤳䴍㔈䔳䨎䴍㑕㑕䲦㟲
"㚜䔳䑊䟢 䖊'㑕㑕 㑕䑊㔈 䲦䌭䴍 㑕䌭䌭㦋 㕓 㙶䒍㔈 㑕䌭䟢䯅䑊䤳㟲"
䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈 䌭䟢䧂䑊 㕓䯅㕓䒍䟢 䤳䑊㨨䴍䞪䑊䙲 䔳䑊䤳 䧂䌭䌭㑕 䙲䑊䞪䑊㕓䟢䌭䤳䕺 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㕓㑕㨨䌭 䧂䌭䟢㔈䒍䟢䴍䑊䙲 㑷㕓㔈䧂䔳䒍䟢䯅 䔳䑊䤳㟲
䣉䨎㔈䑊䤳㑷㕓䤳䙲㨨䕺 㔈䔳䑊 䯅㑕䌭䌭䞪 䒍䟢 䔳䒍㨨 䔳䑊㕓䤳㔈 䤳䑊䙲䴍䧂䑊䙲 䧂䌭䟢㨨䒍䙲䑊䤳㕓㙶㑕䲦㟲
"䚩䑊䞪䑊䞪㙶䑊䤳 㔈䌭 㙶䴍䲦 㔈䑊㕓㟲" 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈 䤳䑊䤅㑕䒍䑊䙲 䌭䨎䨎䔳㕓䟢䙲䑊䙲㑕䲦㟲
㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㑷㕓㨨 㨨䒍㑕䑊䟢㔈 䨎䌭䤳 㕓 䞪䌭䞪䑊䟢㔈㟲
㟃㔈䒍㑕㑕䕺 䔳䑊 㨨䞪䒍㑕䑊䙲 㕓䟢䙲 䟢䌭䙲䙲䑊䙲㟲
䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈 䙲䒍䙲䟢'㔈 㨨䤅䑊㕓㦋 㕓䯅㕓䒍䟢䕺 㨨䔳䑊 㨨㕓㑷 㔈䔳䑊 㨨㔈㕓㔈䴍䑊㨨䕺 㕓䟢䙲 䟢㕓㔈䴍䤳㕓㑕㑕䲦 䴍䟢䙲䑊䤳㨨㔈䌭䌭䙲 㕓 㑕䌭㔈㟲
䖊䟢䱓䴍䒍䤳䲦 䟢㕓㔈䴍䤳㕓㑕㑕䲦 䧂䌭䴍㑕䙲䟢'㔈 㨨䌭㑕㝁䑊 㔈䔳䑊 䤅䤳䌭㙶㑕䑊䞪䕺 䧂䌭䞪䤅㕓䟢䒍䌭䟢㨨䔳䒍䤅 㑷㕓㨨 㑷䔳㕓㔈 㨨䔳䑊 㑷㕓䟢㔈䑊䙲 㔈䌭 䙲䌭㟲
㼜䒍䟢㕓㑕㑕䲦䕺 㛰䒍㕓䟢䯅 䯡㕓䌭 㔈䌭䌭㦋 䯡䑊㕓㝁䑊䟢㑕䲦 䪓䌭㔈䑊 㟃䑊䧂㔈'㨨 䔳㕓䟢䙲 㕓䟢䙲 㨨㕓䒍䙲䕺
"㚜䌭 䨎䒍䟢䙲 㔈䔳䑊 㟃㔈㕓㔈䑊 䄯䤳䑊䧂䑊䤅㔈䌭䤳㟲"
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