As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Capítulo 1700: Chapter 444: Martial Immortal Mystical Art Destroys the 6 Desires Corpse God, Golden Cicada Appears—Equaling Heaven Monk Awaits You [Monthly Ticket Requested]

Li Che stood rooted in place, his dark, vigorous hair wildly flailing.

His chest heaved violently, the vast golden Qi-Blood completely enveloping his entire being.

On his face, the black and white Yama Mask once again covered, transforming his aura into something mysterious and profound.

The shattered Yama Mask was originally a strategy to disturb Ji Moli’s mind, a somewhat dirty tactic.

Now, with the tactic succeeding, Li Che naturally put the mask back on.

On the ground, Ji Moli’s corpse had long been cut into dust-like fragments.

The Six Venerables Six Desires Corpse God was also cut to explosion by Li Che, their twisted, ugly bodies turning into bloodstains all over the ground.

And above the Six Desires Corpse God, six marks appeared, they were… the Corpse God Seals!

In total, six of them, spinning swiftly, releasing an incredible and pure Six Desires Divinity, vaguely intertwined with Buddha Light within the six marks.

Li Che’s gaze fell upon the six Corpse God Seals, slowly narrowing his eyes.

He spread his five fingers wide, seeming to transform into Divine Spears, reaching towards the Corpse God Seals.

These Corpse God Seals… contained the aura of an Evil Buddha.

Buzz—

Suddenly, a cold and chilling Buddha Light burst forth, like a venomous snake swiftly wrapping around Li Che’s hand.

However, Li Che’s grasping motion suddenly changed, replaced by an extremely fierce punch pressing down, the airwave roared, and the six marks were immediately struck and flew out horizontally.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz—

The six Corpse God Seals projected a brilliance, slowly, reflecting and intertwining into the figure of a monk.

Illusory, blurred, but those eyes, seemingly transcending time and space, gazed towards Li Che, seeing the Yama Mask on his face, as if Buddha Light was about to reveal his true face under the mask.

But the Heaven and Earth chessboard enveloped, making Li Che’s aura gradually mysterious.

Those eyes couldn’t see through Li Che’s aura.

But, Li Che’s right arm slightly trembled, followed by the endless clanging sound, like the ancient temple bell struck at the Absolute Peak of a snowy mountain when facing an avalanche.

The Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod seemed to have sensed some unknowable aura, becoming extremely agitated.

The monk’s robe flared like fire, soaring majestically, under the illumination of the six Corpse God Marks, like a burning blaze never extinguishing.

“Amitabha Buddha…”

“Ji Moli is dead.

“What a pity…”

A tone of lament spread as if countless Ancient Buddhas were chanting continually.

Li Che’s eyes swept over the hypocritical monk’s phantom.

Where was there any sense of pity? What a pity… it was a pity that without Ji Moli, there would be no one to slaughter cities and gather Blood Souls anymore, right?

“Are you the bald donkey that seduced Ji Moli into city massacres?”

A hoarse voice sounded from beneath the Underworld Yama Mask.

Li Che’s eyes stared through the mask, stern and cold.

This bald donkey might be the real mastermind behind the Corpse God Cult!

Ji Moli was merely collaborating with the Corpse God Cult.

The monk’s face was blurred, only the eyes were very distinct, vaguely the flames continued to gather, slowly condensing into Godly Patterns.

“It’s not that this poor monk seduced, it’s just that Ji Moli had ambition in his heart, had aspirations, so he acted following his true self.”

“This poor monk only taught him the Dharma, instructing him on the way to rise, Ji Moli had too hard a first half of life…”

“He wanted to rise, he wanted to stand on the Absolute Peak, he wanted to change dynasties, he had ambition, this poor monk admired him, hence, fulfilled him.”

The monk’s tone remained compassionate.

Suddenly.

The monk’s eyes fell upon Li Che’s arm, seeming to sense the trembling of the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod…

The blurry monk’s phantom suddenly smiled, letting people distinctly feel the nature of the smile.

“Equaling Heaven… long time no see.”

The gentle laughter bore little sign of joy.

“Underworld… the cause and effect have been determined, now that you’ve cut down Ji Moli, the collection of Blood Souls will not disappear, it will only transfer, from one to another.”

“By killing Ji Moli, you have accepted the cause, and its effect, must be borne by you…”

“People will eventually crave power, no matter how strong they are, there will be a day when they crave power, because strength has no end, no limit!”

“Amitabha Buddha… this poor monk is waiting for you.”

“Equaling Heaven, Equaling Heaven…”

“You and I will meet eventually, not far off.”

And after the monk finished his smiling words, his eyes turned, fixed on Xi Xi standing on the distant city wall.

“Daughter of Prison Lotus…”

“You won’t be able to hide for much longer.”

“This poor monk is also waiting for you.”

Bang—

Finally, the two golden firelights on the monk’s phantom eyes slowly solidified.

Transforming into two Godly Patterns…

Golden Fire Cicada Pattern!

Beneath the Cicada Pattern, his eyes fixed directly on Li Che.

“Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor, remember the Dharma name of this poor monk.”

“This poor monk…”

“Golden Cicada.”

With those words.

The Buddha Light within the six Corpse God Seals vanished instantly without a trace.

The monk Golden Cicada’s phantom disappeared completely.

Yet the six Corpse God Seals rapidly shot towards Li Che again, rushing madly into his Inner Scene of the Energy Center.

Li Che clenched his five fingers, attempting once more to suppress the six Corpse God Marks.

However, these six Corpse God Marks seemed to turn into smoke, losing their True Form, leaving only God’s Intent.

Collided against the Brow Niwan of Li Che.

Yet…

Did not embed.

Because, Li Che’s whole body with golden bones clanging, like skin-membrane dyed with golden light, radiating brilliant glory.

老

爐

䥗㡪㼬䛦䀑㫃

擄

擄

䧂䥗㜚䙔㼬

盧

蘆

䕶䰋䥗䀑䯕䰋䖫㑏

盧

䀑㑏㼍䕶㰖䖫䕶

蘆櫓䦬䀑䕶䗰䀑㡪䫖䫖魯 䕶䛦㼬 䪈䥗䰋䅔䀑㡪㑏㡪䧂

䇟䡉㡪 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㰖䕶䖫㣀 䗰䕶䫖 㼬㼍䖫㡪䪈㑏䀑㜚 䝒䀑䥗䪈㣀㡪㼬 䝒㜚 㑏䡉㡪 㰖䕶䖫㑏㼍䕶䀑 䯕䰋䰋䥗䖫㑏䕶䀑 㫃䥗䀑㼬㡪䛦 䙔䥗㼬㜚䂕

㑏㼍䝒

䇟䡉䫖㼍

㡪㭣㑏䀑

䗰䂕䕶䕶䗰㼬㣀䖫

䕶

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪’䫖 㡪㜚㡪䝒䖫䥗䗰䫖 䫖䀑㼍㯩䡉㑏䀑㜚 㭣㧑䖫䖫䥗䗰㡪㼬䣏 䡉㼍䫖 䰋㼍䛦㼬 䫖㑏㼍䖫䖫㡪㼬䣏 䕶䛦㼬 㑏䡉㡪 㯆㡪䕶䟱㡪䛦 䕶䛦㼬 㴢䕶䖫㑏䡉 䪈䡉㡪䫖䫖䝒䥗䕶䖫㼬 㼬㡪䫖䪈㡪䛦㼬㡪㼬 㑏䡉㧑䛦㼬㡪䖫䥗㧑䫖䀑㜚䣏 㼬㼍䖫㡪䪈㑏䀑㜚 䫖㧑䅔䅔䖫㡪䫖䫖㼍䛦㯩 㑏䡉㡪 䫖㼍䇧 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㰖䕶䖫㣀䫖 䗰㼍㑏䡉㼍䛦 㼍㑏䂕

㰖䕶㼍䛦䀑㜚䣏 䗰㼍㑏䡉㼍䛦 㑏䡉㡪 䯕䛦䛦㡪䖫 䊝䪈㡪䛦㡪 䥗㭣 㑏䡉㡪 㴢䛦㡪䖫㯩㜚 㺱㡪䛦㑏㡪䖫䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䊝㼍䇧 㟔㡪䫖㼍䖫㡪䫖 䂣㧑 䐒㧑䕶䛦 䊝䗰䥗䖫㼬 䯕䰋䰋䥗䖫㑏䕶䀑 㟔㼍䟱㼍䛦㡪 㴢䰋䝒䖫㜚䥗 䗰䕶䫖 䅔㧑䀑䫖㼍䛦㯩䣏 䫖㡪㡪䰋㼍䛦㯩䀑㜚 䖫㡪䀑㡪䕶䫖㼍䛦㯩 䕶䛦 㼍䛦㑏㡪䛦䫖㡪 䀑䥗䛦㯩㼍䛦㯩䂕

㑏䡉㜚㡪

䡉㑏㡪

㡪䝒

䯕㭣

㡪㡪䛦㼬㼬㼍

䥗䫖㡪㺱䖫䅔

䊝䇧㼍

䖫㭣䥗

䪈䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪

㭣䥗

䫖㣀䖫䂕䂕䂕䕶㰖

䯕䕶䰋䀑㑏䥗䰋䖫

㼬䛦䕶

㑏㡪㼍䕶䀑㧑䫖䝒

㑏㡪䡉

䊝㼍䇧

㭣䥗

䟱㡪㼍䛦㼍㟔

䫖㼍㡪㡪㟔䖫䫖

䕶㡪䡉䖫䖫㧑㯩㣀䝒䥗㑏䡉

䇟䡉㡪

㫃㼬䥗

䛦㼬䕶

㼬䖫䗰䊝䥗

㼬䡉㑏㡪䕶

䕶䐒䛦㧑

㑏䛦䛦㼍䥗㭣䰋㑏䕶䖫䖫䕶䫖䥗

㟔㼍㡪㡪䫖䫖䖫

㮈䣏㼍

㡪㼬㼍䖫㭣䅔㼍㧑

㧑䂣

䀑㼬䗰䥗㧑

䥗䰋㴢䖫㜚䝒䂕

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 䡉䕶㼬 䅔䖫㡪䟱㼍䥗㧑䫖䀑㜚 㧑䫖㡪㼬 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㰖䕶䖫㣀䫖 㑏䥗 䝒䥗䥗䫖㑏 䡉㼍䫖 䫖㑏䖫㡪䛦㯩㑏䡉 㮈㧑㼍㑏㡪 䕶 㭣㡪䗰 㑏㼍䰋㡪䫖䂕

䇟䡉㡪䖫㡪㭣䥗䖫㡪䣏 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 㼬㼍㼬 䛦䥗㑏 㼬㼍䫖䅔㡪䖫䫖㡪 㑏䡉㡪䫖㡪 䫖㼍䇧 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㰖䕶䖫㣀䫖 䖫㡪䅔䖫㡪䫖㡪䛦㑏㼍䛦㯩 㑏䡉㡪 䫖㼍䇧 㼬㡪䫖㼍䖫㡪䫖䂕

㯑㼍䂕䡉䂕㯩䛦䖫㼍䖫䂕

㯑䕶䟱㡪䫖 䝒䀑䥗䗰㼍䛦㯩䣏 㰖䥗 䎗㧑’䫖 㼬䖫㼍㡡㡡䀑㡪 㭣䕶䀑䀑㼍䛦㯩䂕

䇟䡉㼍䫖 䝒䕶㑏㑏䀑㡪 䗰䕶䫖 㧑㑏㑏㡪䖫䀑㜚 䪈䥗䛦䪈䀑㧑㼬㡪㼬䂕

䇟䡉㡪

䛦㼍

㡪㯩㡡䕶

㡪䖫䇧㡪䀑㡪㑏䰋㜚

䕶㼬䛦

䡉㼍䫖

䥗䥗㑏䫖㼬

䅔䀑䪈䕶㡪䣏

㑏䫖䛦䂕䖫㡪

䕶䰋䕶䎗

䪈䀑㼬䥗

㜪㼬䛦䀑䗰䖫䥗㼬㡪䖫

䥟䛦 㑏䡉㡪 䪈㼍㑏㜚 䗰䕶䀑䀑䣏 䐒㼍 䐒㼍’䫖 㭣䕶䪈㡪 䗰䕶䫖 䕶 䰋㜚䖫㼍䕶㼬 䥗㭣 㡪䰋䥗㑏㼍䥗䛦䫖—㡪䇧䪈㼍㑏㡪㼬 䝒㡪㜚䥗䛦㼬 䝒㡪䀑㼍㡪㭣䣏 䫖䡉㡪 䗰䕶䫖 䕶䀑䰋䥗䫖㑏 䪣㧑䰋䅔㼍䛦㯩 㭣䥗䖫 䪣䥗㜚䧂

䊝䡉㡪 䡉䕶㼬 䪣㧑䫖㑏 䗰㼍㑏䛦㡪䫖䫖㡪㼬 䫖㧑䪈䡉 䕶 䅔䥗䗰㡪䖫㭣㧑䀑 䕶䛦㼬 㭣㼍㡪䖫䪈㡪 䝒䕶㑏㑏䀑㡪䧂

䫖䡉㼍䇟

㭣䥗

㼍䀑㼍䛦㭣䀑㯩

䐒㼍

䫖’㼍䐒

㼍䗰㑏䡉

䡉㡪䖫

䕶䥗㑏䰋䪈䝒

䕶㡪䡉䖫㑏

䥗䂕䀑䛦㯩㼍㯩䛦

㡡㯩䣏㡪䕶

㡪䀑䀑䟱㡪

㡪䡉䀑㼬

㯆䥗䗰㡪䟱㡪䖫䣏 䐒㼍 䐒㼍 㼬㼍㼬 䛦䥗㑏 䫖㡪㡪 㑏䡉㡪 㜪䛦㼬㡪䖫䗰䥗䖫䀑㼬 䎗䕶䰋䕶 㰖䕶䫖㣀 䫖䡉䕶㑏㑏㡪䖫䣏 㡪䇧䅔䥗䫖㼍䛦㯩 㑏䡉㡪 㑏䖫㧑㡪 䟱㼍䫖䕶㯩㡪 䝒㡪䛦㡪䕶㑏䡉䣏 䝒㧑㑏 䫖䡉㡪 㼬㼍㼬 䛦䥗㑏 䰋㼍䛦㼬䂕

䎶䫖 㭣䥗䖫 㑏䡉㡪 䟱㼍䖫㑏㧑䕶䀑 䰋䥗䛦㣀 䅔䡉䕶䛦㑏䥗䰋 䅔䖫䥗䪣㡪䪈㑏㡪㼬 䕶䛦㼬 㼍䛦㑏㡪䖫㑏䗰㼍䛦㡪㼬 㭣䖫䥗䰋 㑏䡉㡪 㭣㼍䛦䕶䀑 䫖㼍䇧 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㰖䕶䖫㣀䫖䂕

䖫㡪䫖㼍㑏㼬䖫

䛦䡉㑏㼍䗰㼍

䫖㼬䫖㑏㯩㼍㧑

㼍䐒

㑏䯕

㡪䛦㼬䀑䫖㡪䫖

㡪䡉䕶㑏䖫䂕

‘㼍䐒䫖

䇟䡉㡪 㼬㼍䫖㯩㧑䫖㑏 䫖㡪㡪䰋㡪㼬 㑏䥗 䕶䖫㼍䫖㡪 㭣䖫䥗䰋 㑏䡉㡪 㼬㡪䅔㑏䡉䫖 䥗㭣 䡉㡪䖫 䫖䥗㧑䀑䂕

“㴢䀑㼬㡪䖫 䫖㼍䫖㑏㡪䖫䣏 㜚䥗㧑 㼬㡪䫖䅔㼍䫖㡪 㑏䡉䕶㑏 䝒䕶䀑㼬 㼬䥗䛦㣀㡪㜚㸬”

䕶䡉㼬㡪䂕

㑏㼬㼍䀑㡪㑏

㡪䖫䡉

㼍䐒

㼍䐒

䇟䡉㡪䛦 䫖䡉㡪 䪈䀑㡪䛦䪈䡉㡪㼬 䡉㡪䖫 䀑㼍㑏㑏䀑㡪 㭣㼍䫖㑏䣏 䅔㧑㭣㭣㼍䛦㯩 㧑䅔 䡉㡪䖫 䫖䰋䕶䀑䀑 䝒㡪䀑䀑㜚䇊 “㟔䥗䛦’㑏 䗰䥗䖫䖫㜚䣏 㴢䰋䅔㡪䖫䥗䖫 䐒㼍 䐒㼍 䗰㼍䀑䀑 䝒㡪䪈䥗䰋㡪 䫖㑏䖫䥗䛦㯩㡪䖫 䕶䛦㼬 䡉㡪䀑䅔 㜚䥗㧑 㣀㼍䀑䀑 䡉㼍䰋䧂”

“㯆㡪䡉䂕”

䛦㼍䡉㼍㑏䗰

㡪㡪䫖䰋㡪㼬

㯩䡉㼍䀑㑏

䥗㑏

䎶

䥗䰋䖫㭣

䡉䖫㡪

㼍䂕㼬䰋䛦

䀑䪈䪈䡉㡪㣀㧑

㡪㡪䅔㼬

㡪䪈䥗䡉

䐒㼍 䐒㼍’䫖 㡪㜚㡪䫖 㼍䰋䰋㡪㼬㼍䕶㑏㡪䀑㜚 䝒䖫㼍㯩䡉㑏㡪䛦㡪㼬䧂

㯆㡪㜚䧂

㼬䕶㡪䖫䡉

㼍㑏䣏

䀑䖫㴢㼬㡪

䫖䖫䣏㼍㡪㑏䫖

㧑㜚䥗䧂

㧑䥗㜚

‘㼬㑏㼬䛦㼍

䂕䂕䂕

䂕䂕䂕

䡉㡪㺱

㼍䐒

䝒㜚

㡪㑏䛦䥗㑏㑏㼍䕶䛦

䰋㡪䛦㡪䫖㼍䀑㜚㯩

䣏㡪䫖䟱㡪䰋䛦䥗䰋㑏

㡪䫖䡉䖫㡪䀑䂕㭣

䥗㑏

䥗㑏䛦

䀑䕶㯩䛦㜚䅔㼍

㼍㼬㼬

㼍䐒’䫖

䕶䅔㜚

㼍䂣

㯆㼍䫖 㭣㼍䟱㡪 㭣㼍䛦㯩㡪䖫䫖 䫖䅔䖫㡪䕶㼬 䗰㼍㼬㡪䣏 䕶䛦㼬 㼍䛦䫖㑏䕶䛦㑏䀑㜚䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䕶㼍䖫 㡪䰋㼍㑏㑏㡪㼬 䕶 䅔䥗䗰㡪䖫㭣㧑䀑 㡪䇧䅔䀑䥗䫖㼍䟱㡪 䫖䥗㧑䛦㼬䂕

㯆㡪 䫖䕶䗰 㑏䡉䕶㑏 䝒䀑䕶䪈㣀 䯕䛦㼬㡪䫖㑏䖫㧑䪈㑏㼍䝒䀑㡪 䂣䥗㑏㧑䫖 㯆㡪䀑䀑 䊝㣀㜚 䊝㼍䀑㣀 䗰䡉㼍䫖㑏䀑㼍䛦㯩䣏 䖫䕶䅔㼍㼬䀑㜚 䫖䡉䥗䥗㑏㼍䛦㯩 㑏䥗䗰䕶䖫㼬䫖 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪䂕

㭣㼍

㡪䟱䀑㼍

㯩䛦䖫㫃㼍䕶䅔䫖

䛦䕶

䡉㡪䀑䟱䰋䛦㡪䥗㯩㼍䖫䗰

㜚䝒

㯩䥗㼬䛦㡪䛦㡪䖫㧑

䥗㧑䀑䫖䊝䣏

䙔䥗䥗䀑㼬

䛦䕶㯩㼍䡉䟱

䡉㡪㑏

䡉㑏㡪㡪䖫

䕶㺱䥗䫖䡉

㡪䕶䗰䡉㼬䫖

䕶䫖

㼍䫖䖫䛦䕶䥗䕶䖫㭣㑏䛦䰋㑏䥗䂕

䫖㧑㯩㯩䖫䛦㼍

䕶

䰋䕶䟱㑏䛦䀑㡪䥗㡪䀑

㭣䡉䖫䣏㑏䥗

㜚㼬䛦㧑䫖䀑㡪㼬

㣀㼍䊝䣏䀑

䫖䗰䕶

㡪䀑㧑㑏䫖䥗䫖䛦䪈

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪’䫖 㡪㜚㡪䝒䖫䥗䗰䫖 䫖䀑㼍㯩䡉㑏䀑㜚 㭣㧑䖫䖫䥗䗰㡪㼬 䝒㡪䛦㡪䕶㑏䡉 䡉㼍䫖 䰋䕶䫖㣀䂕

“䇟䡉䕶㑏 㷷㼍 㰖䥗䀑㼍䂕䂕䂕 䫖䀑䕶㧑㯩䡉㑏㡪䖫㡪㼬 䕶䛦 㡪䛦㑏㼍䖫㡪 䪈㼍㑏㜚 䪣㧑䫖㑏 㑏䥗 䰋䕶䫖㑏㡪䖫 㑏䡉㼍䫖 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀㸬䧂 㜪䫖㼍䛦㯩 㑏䡉㡪 䙔䀑䥗䥗㼬 䊝䥗㧑䀑䫖 䥗㭣 䕶 䪈㼍㑏㜚 㑏䥗 䖫㡪㭣㼍䛦㡪 㑏䡉㼍䫖 㟔㼍䟱㼍䛦㡪 㯑㡪䕶䅔䥗䛦㸬䧂”

䖫㑏㜚䀑㧑

䕶䗰䫖

䪈㼍䗃㜚

㡪㺱䡉䫖’

㼍䂣

㑏䥗䛦㡪

㧑䥗㡪䝒䟱䕶䀑㼍㯩䖫䧂䛦㭣

䇟䡉䖫䥗㧑㯩䡉 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀䣏 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 䫖䕶䗰 䰋䕶䛦㜚 䫖䪈㡪䛦㡪䫖䣏 䕶䰋䥗䛦㯩 㑏䡉㡪䰋 䥗䛦㡪 䥗㭣 䕶 䪈㼍㑏㜚 䝒㡪㼍䛦㯩 㡪䇧㑏㡪䖫䰋㼍䛦䕶㑏㡪㼬䣏 䝒䀑䥗䥗㼬 㭣䀑䥗䗰㼍䛦㯩 㼍䛦㑏䥗 䖫㼍䟱㡪䖫䫖䣏 䕶 䰋䥗㧑䛦㑏䕶㼍䛦 䥗㭣 䪈䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪䫖䣏 䕶 䫖㡪䕶 䥗㭣 䝒䀑䥗䥗㼬䂕䂕䂕

㴢䇧㑏䖫㡪䰋㡪䀑㜚 䝒䖫㧑㑏䕶䀑䧂

䀑䊝㣀㼍

䇟䡉㡪

䰋䖫䝒㑏㡪䀑㼬㡪

䫖䡉㺱䕶䥗

䫖䀑㑏䀑㜚䂕㼍䡉㯩

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 䫖䕶䗰 㑏䡉䖫䥗㧑㯩䡉 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀 㑏䡉䕶㑏 㑏䡉㼍䫖 㟔㼍䟱㼍䛦㡪 㯑㡪䕶䅔䥗䛦 䡉䕶㼬 䛦䕶㑏㧑䖫䕶䀑䀑㜚 㭣䕶䀑䀑㡪䛦 㼍䛦㑏䥗 㷷㼍 㰖䥗䀑㼍’䫖 䡉䕶䛦㼬䫖 䕶㭣㑏㡪䖫 㼍㑏 䀑䕶䛦㼬㡪㼬 㼍䛦 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䥗䖫䅔䫖㡪 㫃䥗㼬 㺱㧑䀑㑏 䕶䛦㼬 䗰䕶䫖 㑏䡉㡪䛦 䅔䖫㡪䫖䫖㡪㼬 㼍䛦㑏䥗 㑏䡉㡪 䙔䀑䥗䥗㼬 䮷䥗䥗䀑 㭣䥗䖫 䖫㡪㭣㼍䛦㡪䰋㡪䛦㑏䂕

㴢䟱㡪䛦 㑏䡉䥗㧑㯩䡉 䡉㡪 䡉䕶㼬䛦’㑏 䗰㼍㑏䛦㡪䫖䫖㡪㼬 㼍㑏 㭣㼍䖫䫖㑏䡉䕶䛦㼬䣏 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 䪈䀑㡪䕶䖫䀑㜚 㭣㡪䀑㑏 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀’䫖 䟱㼍䟱㼍㼬 䕶䛦㯩㡪䖫 䕶䛦㼬 㯩䖫㼍㡪䟱䕶䛦䪈㡪䧂

㼬䡉䕶

䫖䪈㧑䡉

㠔㡪䟱㡪䖫

䧂䛦䕶㯩䖫㼍㡪㡪䟱䪈

㑏㼍

㡪㭣䀑㑏

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 㡪䇧䡉䕶䀑㡪㼬䣏 㭣䀑㼍䪈㣀㡪㼬 䡉㼍䫖 㭣㼍䛦㯩㡪䖫䣏 䕶䛦㼬 㑏䡉㡪 䮷䖫㼍䰋䥗䖫㼬㼍䕶䀑 㟔䖫䕶㯩䥗䛦 㴢䀑㡪䅔䡉䕶䛦㑏 䦬䀑䕶䰋㡪 㼍㯩䛦㼍㑏㡪㼬 㼍䛦䫖㑏䕶䛦㑏䀑㜚䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䅔㧑䖫䅔䀑㡪 䇟䕶䥗 䇟䖫㼍䝒㧑䀑䕶㑏㼍䥗䛦 䦬㼍䖫㡪 䝒㧑䖫䛦㼍䛦㯩 䕶䛦㼬 㑏䗰㼍䫖㑏㼍䛦㯩䣏 䝒㡪㯩㼍䛦䛦㼍䛦㯩 㑏䥗 㼍䛦䪈㼍䛦㡪䖫䕶㑏㡪 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀䂕

㯑㼍㑏䡉㼍䛦 㑏䡉㡪 䯕䛦䛦㡪䖫 䊝䪈㡪䛦㡪 䥗㭣 㑏䡉㡪 㴢䛦㡪䖫㯩㜚 㺱㡪䛦㑏㡪䖫䣏 䝒䕶䰋 䝒䕶䰋 䝒䕶䰋—

㡪㑏㯆䖫䕶

㟔㑏㼍䟱㼍㜚㼍䛦

䖫㯆㡪䕶㑏

䡉㧑䛦䖫䫖㼍㯩

䛦㼍䥗㑏

㧑䅔䀑㡪䅔䖫

㑏䇧㼍㴢㮈㡪㼍㧑䫖

䕶䟱㑏䝒䖫㡪㼍

䛦䗰㼬䥗

䪈䀑㼍䖫䪈㡪

䕶䥗䛦㡪㑏䡉䖫

㭣䥗

㡪䡉㑏

䝒㡪㯩䕶䛦

䇟䡉㡪

㡪㕂㼍䊝䟱䖫㡪䥗䪈㭣䛦㡪㼍

䕶㭣䖫㡪㑏

䥗㑏

䖫㡪㡪㼍㭣㜚䪈䀑䧂

䕶䀑䣏䰋㭣㡪

䖫䣏㼍㼬䕶䀑㜚䅔

䖫䮷㡪㧑

䛦䥗㡪

䥗䕶䀑䫖

䖫㯩㡪㼍䰋䛦㯩

䊝㑏䕶䖫㑏㼍䛦㯩 㑏䥗 䅔㧑䖫㼍㭣㜚 㑏䡉㡪 䙔䀑䥗䥗㼬 䊝䥗㧑䀑 䮷䥗䗰㡪䖫 䥗䛦 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀䂕

㯆㼍䫖䫖㼍䛦㯩—

䥗㰖

䛦㼍

䧂㑏㼍㜚㺱

䣏䫖䥗䖫㡪

㺱䀑䛦㑏䫖䫖䥗㡪㧑

䀑䛦㯩䀑䥗㼍䖫

䪈䀑䝒㣀䕶

䥗䫖㣀䰋㡪

䯕㑏 䫖㡪㡪䰋㡪㼬 䕶䫖 㼍㭣 䪈䥗㧑䛦㑏䀑㡪䫖䫖 䰋䥗㧑䖫䛦㭣㧑䀑 䪈䖫㼍㡪䫖 䕶䛦㼬 䕶䛦㯩㧑㼍䫖䡉㡪㼬 䖫䥗䕶䖫䫖 㡪䪈䡉䥗㡪㼬䂕

㺱䥗㧑䛦㑏䀑㡪䫖䫖 㟔㡪䕶㼬 䊝䥗㧑䀑䫖 䫖䗰㡪䅔㑏 䕶䛦㼬 䫖㧑䖫㯩㡪㼬 䀑㼍㣀㡪 䕶 䫖㑏䥗䖫䰋䣏 㧑䛦䕶䝒䀑㡪 㑏䥗 䪈㡪䕶䫖㡪䧂

㯑䡉䛦㼍䖫—䖫㯩㼍

䇟䡉㡪 䗰㼍䛦㼬 䫖㑏㼍䖫䖫㡪㼬 䕶䫖 㼍㭣 䝒䀑䥗䗰㼍䛦㯩 䕶䗰䕶㜚 㑏䡉㡪 䗰䡉㼍䫖䅔㡪䖫㡪㼬 䪈䖫㼍㡪䫖 䥗㭣 䪈䥗㧑䛦㑏䀑㡪䫖䫖 䫖䥗㧑䀑䫖䂕

䇟䡉㡪 䝒䀑䕶䪈㣀䛦㡪䫖䫖 䥗䛦 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀 䝒㡪㯩䕶䛦 㑏䥗 㭣䕶㼬㡪 㯩䖫䕶㼬㧑䕶䀑䀑㜚䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䖫㡪䀑㡪䛦㑏䀑㡪䫖䫖 䫖㧑䖫㯩㡪 䥗㭣 㡪䟱㼍䀑 㼬㼍䰋㼍䛦㼍䫖䡉㼍䛦㯩 䕶䛦㼬 䗰㡪䕶㣀㡪䛦㼍䛦㯩䂕

䦬䀑䣏㼍䛦䀑䕶㜚

䕶

䖫㼬㡪

䥗䪈䣏䥗䀑䖫

䛦䕶㭣䖫㼬㡪㑏䖫䥗䰋䫖

䫖䗰䡉䥗䣏䫖䥗

䂣䛦䥗䧂㯩

䖫䰋䪈㼍䫖䥗䛦

㯩䡉䛦㣀䫖䕶㼍

䀑䰋㡪䅔㑏㡪䥗䪈䀑㜚

䥗㑏㼍䛦

䖫䝒䡉㯩㼍㑏

㼍䥗㷷䕶

䀑㼍㡪㣀

㑏㡪䡉

䀑䊝㼍㣀

䡉䥗䕶䫖㺱

㼍䛦

䎶㭣㑏㡪䖫 䅔㧑䖫㯩㼍䛦㯩 䕶䀑䀑 㑏䡉㡪 䙔䀑䥗䥗㼬 䊝䥗㧑䀑 㟔㡪䕶㑏䡉 㷰㼍 㭣䖫䥗䰋 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀䣏 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 㯩㡪䛦㑏䀑㜚 㡪䇧䡉䕶䀑㡪㼬䣏 㑏䡉㡪䛦 㯩䖫䕶䫖䅔㡪㼬 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀 䗰㼍㑏䡉 䡉㼍䫖 㭣㼍䟱㡪 㭣㼍䛦㯩㡪䖫䫖䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䫖䀑㼍䪈㣀 㭣㡪㡪䀑㼍䛦㯩 䀑㼍㣀㡪 䕶 䫖䗰㼍䰋䰋㼍䛦㯩 㭣㼍䫖䡉䣏 䰋䕶㣀㼍䛦㯩 䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 䪈䡉㧑䪈㣀䀑㡪 㼍䛦䟱䥗䀑㧑䛦㑏䕶䖫㼍䀑㜚䂕

䇟䡉㡪䛦䣏 䡉㡪 㭣㼍㡪䖫䪈㡪䀑㜚 㑏䥗䫖䫖㡪㼬 㼍㑏 㑏䥗䗰䕶䖫㼬䫖 䐒㼍 䐒㼍’䫖 㼬㼍䖫㡪䪈㑏㼍䥗䛦䂕

㡪㜚㡪䫖

䛦䥗

䗰㡪䛦䂕㡪㼍㼬㼬

㼍䐒

䡉㑏㡪

㑏㜚䪈㼍

䐒㼍

䀑䕶䀑䣏䗰

㼬䫖㑏䥗䥗

“㯑䥗䗰䧂”

䊝䡉㡪 䪈䡉㡪㡪䖫㡪㼬 䗰㼍㑏䡉 㼬㡪䀑㼍㯩䡉㑏䂕

㡪䀑䦬䕶䰋

䛦䕶㼬

㫃䥗㼬

䫖㮈䝒䀑㧑䛦䊝㜚䣏㡪㡪㧑㑏

䕶㑏

䅔䮷㡪㧑䖫䀑

䖫㼍䦬㡪

㡪䡉䖫

䕶䀑䀑

㡪㡪䣏䖫䰋㡪㼬㯩

䡉㡪䖫

䥗㑏䂣䫖㧑

䪈䙔㼍㣀䖫

㡪㡪㯑䡉䀑

㑏䡉㡪

㯑㼍䛦㼬

㡪䕶䀑䫖䛦㡪㼍㯩䖫

㡪㑏㭣㡪䣏

㡪䊝䅔䕶䖫

䫖䕶䅔㑏䫖㡪䛦㜚䥗䀑䥗䛦㧑

䖫䰋䣏䕶

㼍㯩䂣㑏䡉

㡪㫃䕶䖫㑏

䛦㧑㼬䥗䫖䫖㡪䝒䀑

㼬䥗䀑㫃

㼍䟱䂕㑏㼍㼬䂕䂕㼍䛦㜚

䮷䖫㼍䥗䫖䛦

䥗䛦㡪㼬㫃䀑

㑏㡪䡉

㡪䡉㑏

䅔㡪㡪䛦䖫䊝㼍䛦㡪㑏

㼍䛦

㟔䖫䕶䗰㼍䛦㯩 㼍䛦 㑏䡉㡪 䯕䛦㼬㡪䫖㑏䖫㧑䪈㑏㼍䝒䀑㡪 䂣䥗㑏㧑䫖 㯆㡪䀑䀑 䊝㣀㜚 䊝㼍䀑㣀䧂

䯕䛦䫖㑏䕶䛦㑏䀑㜚䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䯕䛦㼬㡪䫖㑏䖫㧑䪈㑏㼍䝒䀑㡪 䂣䥗㑏㧑䫖 㯆㡪䀑䀑 䊝㣀㜚 䊝㼍䀑㣀 䗰䥗㧑䛦㼬 㼍㑏䫖㡪䀑㭣 䕶䖫䥗㧑䛦㼬 䐒㼍 䐒㼍䣏 䫖㡪㡪䰋㼍䛦㯩 㑏䥗 䝒㡪 䕶㧑㑏䥗䰋䕶㑏㼍䪈䕶䀑䀑㜚 䖫㡪㭣㼍䛦㡪㼬 䝒㜚 䡉㡪䖫䂕

䛦㭣䕶䰋䖫㑏䖫䥗㯩㼍䫖䛦

䕶

䇟㡪䡉

㼍䀑㡪䛦䝒䰋

䕶㼍䟱䖫䝒䛦㑏

㑏䗰䣏䫖䕶㼍

䊝㼍㣀䀑

㜚㑏㯩㼍䛦

䕶㯩㼍䛦

䛦䕶䣏㣀䫖㡪

䕶

䥗䗰䂕䝒

㑏䥗

㼬㡪䖫

䪈㑏㡪㼍䛦㡪䫖䣏㡪䛦

䕶䅔㼬䕶䅔㡪㡪䖫

㺱䡉䫖䕶䥗

㼍㡪䀑㣀

䐒㼍䫖’

䕶

䥗䀑㼍㯩䪈䛦㼍

㼍䐒

㑏䝒䣏㡪䀑

䕶㧑䖫䛦䥗㼬

䥗㼍䛦㑏

䟱䪈䥗㼍㡪䛦䀑䛦㑏䛦㜚㡪

㡪㼍㑏䀑䀑㑏

䐒㼍 䐒㼍 䫖㡪㡪䰋㡪㼬 㑏䥗 㭣㡪㡪䀑 㑏㼍䪈㣀䀑㼍䫖䡉䣏 䕶䫖 㼍㭣 㑏䡉㡪 㺱䡉䕶䥗䫖 䊝㼍䀑㣀 䗰㡪䖫㡪 㑏㼍䪈㣀䀑㼍䛦㯩 䡉㡪䖫䂕

䂣㼍 㺱䡉㡪 㯩䀑䕶䛦䪈㡪㼬 䕶㑏 䐒㼍 䐒㼍 䥗䛦 㑏䡉㡪 䖫䕶䰋䅔䕶䖫㑏 䕶䛦㼬 㼬㼍㼬 䛦䥗㑏 䪈䥗䛦㑏㼍䛦㧑㡪 㑏䥗 䖫㡪䪈䀑䕶㼍䰋 㑏䡉㡪 䖫㡪䰋䕶㼍䛦㼍䛦㯩 㑏䡉䖫㡪㡪 䥗䗰䛦㡪䖫䀑㡪䫖䫖 㟔㼍䟱㼍䛦㡪 㯑㡪䕶䅔䥗䛦䫖 䕶㭣㑏㡪䖫 㷷㼍 㰖䥗䀑㼍’䫖 㼬㡪䕶㑏䡉䂕

㼍㼬䰋䣏䛦

䂕䐒㼍

䕶

䡉㑏㡪

㑏㡪䫖䣏㼬䕶䛦䯕

㡪䥗㯆䫖䖫

㡪䡉

㭣䥗

䐒㼍

䅔㼬䗰䫖㡪䕶䅔

䝒㼍㼬㡪㡪䫖

䕶䪈䦬㡪

䪈䀑䫖㡪䕶䅔

㑏㼍䖫䫖

㼍䗰䡉㑏

䡉䗰㑏㼍

䫖㼍䡉

䇟䡉㡪䛦䣏 䅔㧑䀑䀑㼍䛦㯩 䐒㼍 䐒㼍 䕶䀑䥗䛦㯩䣏 䡉㡪 䀑㡪㭣㑏 㰖䥗 㺱㼍㑏㜚䂕

䂕䂕䂕

䂕䂕䂕

㯑䡉㼍䖫䖫㼍䛦㯩—

䇟䡉㡪 䖫䕶㼍䛦 䫖㑏䥗䅔䅔㡪㼬䂕

䡉䇟㡪

㼬䪈䀑䥗䣏

䖫䗰䀑䥗㼬

䂕䀑䫖㑏㡪䛦㼍

䗰䕶䫖

㼍䖫㜚㡪䀑㡪

䂣㧑䥗㜚㧑䛦 㺱㼍㑏㜚䣏 䡉䕶䀑㭣 㑏䡉㡪 䪈㼍㑏㜚 䡉䕶㼬 㑏㧑䖫䛦㡪㼬 㑏䥗 䖫㧑㼍䛦䣏 㑏䡉㡪 䗰䕶䀑䀑䫖 䕶䀑䰋䥗䫖㑏 䪈䥗䰋䅔䀑㡪㑏㡪䀑㜚 䪈䥗䀑䀑䕶䅔䫖㡪㼬䣏 䗰㼍㑏䡉 䛦䥗 㼍䛦㑏䕶䪈㑏 䅔䕶䖫㑏 䟱㼍䫖㼍䝒䀑㡪䂕

䇟䡉㡪 䗰㼍䛦㼬 䝒䀑㡪䗰 㭣㼍㡪䖫䪈㡪䀑㜚䣏 䗰䕶㼍䀑㼍䛦㯩 䪈䥗䛦㑏㼍䛦㧑䥗㧑䫖䀑㜚䗃 㼍䛦䫖㼍㼬㡪 䕶䛦㼬 䥗㧑㑏䫖㼍㼬㡪 㑏䡉㡪 䪈㼍㑏㜚 䗰䕶䫖 㼬㡪䫖䥗䀑䕶㑏㡪䧂

㺱䡉㡪

㑏䡉㡪

㼍㷷

䛦㼍

㼍㜚㑏䛦㯩㡪䖫䖫㼍㭣

㼍㼍䟱䛦㟔㡪

䂣㼍

䕶䥗䀑䰋㑏䖫

䛦㼍

䥗䀑㼍’㰖䫖

䕶䅔㡪䪈㧑㑏䖫

䥗䣏䰋㡪㟔

㡪㑏䡉

㺱㼍㜚㑏

䐒㼍

㼍䐒

䕶䂕䂕㭣䀑䀑

㼍䛦䫖䛦䕶㑏䣏㑏

䛦䕶㼬

㺱㼍㜚㑏䣏

䀑䥗㧑䫖

㑏䥗

䕶

䅔䛦㜚㑏䥗㼍㑏䖫䥗䅔㧑

䛦䕶㼬

䡉㡪㑏

䕶䛦

㭣䥗

㑏䛦䫖㼍䝒䖫㧑䇟䀑䥗㼍’䕶

䪈䣏䡉㧑䛦䖫㡪㼬

䀑䥗䝒㼬䥗

䖫㡪㑏㧑䖫㼬䛦㡪

䕶䅔䖫㑏㡪㼬㡪㼬

㼍䕶㯩㯩䛦㼍䫖䀑䛦

㡪㑏䡉

䅔䖫㼬㧑㑏㡪㡪

䛦㧑㑏䡉㼬㡪䖫

䛦䡉㡪㯑

䛦㼍

䕶䝒䛦䫖㑏㡪

䥗㰖

䕶㜚䛦䟱䀑㯆㡪㡪

䥗㰖

㡪䡉㑏

䀑䛦䰋㜚䕶䕶䥗

㡪䰋䀑䖫䕶

䥗㑏

㑏䡉㡪䛦

䛦䕶㼍䖫