novelraw Chapter 1763: 222: Awkward
Chapter 1763: 222: Awkward
Capítulo 1763: Chapter 222: Awkward
He arranged two more Earth Escape Technique arrays, but he couldn’t stand it anymore, so he had to emerge from the ground at the next stop.
He hoped the location would be a bush, river, dense forest, or desert—anywhere but a barren wasteland with no vegetation to conceal him.
“Sand!”
The next moment, in a small desert deep within the wasteland, two “little groundhogs” quietly poked their heads out to observe the surroundings.
Seeing nothing but an endless desert and no one around, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Princess Fire Lotus wanted to leave this deserted desert and return to the Heavenly Fire Kingdom, so she immediately set off, but was pulled back by Lin Yifan.
Seeing this, she questioned, “What do you want to do?”
“We’ve only gone about thirty kilometers; we might still be within that ugly guy’s sensing range, so it’s not advisable to make too much noise,” Lin Yifan replied.
“What about now? Are you planning to keep me here with you?” Princess Fire Lotus inquired.
“What? Does it bother you that much?” Lin Yifan immediately got angry and retorted.
“Of course it does. I’m a dignified princess of a kingdom; how can I stay with someone like you, a commoner?”
“Then hurry up and get out of here, get caught and stripped by him,” Lin Yifan responded disdainfully, regretting having saved this troublesome girl.
Upon hearing “stripped,” Princess Fire Lotus got scared and pouted, “Hey, why are you so impatient? Can’t you take a couple of comments?”
“If you want to survive, be obedient and don’t cause trouble,” Lin Yifan said harshly, not buying into it.
“Hmph! How long do we have to wait?” Princess Fire Lotus pouted, evidently unaccustomed to such rejection.
“At least a few days,” Lin Yifan answered.
“A few days? You want me to stay here with you for a few days? I’d rather die,” Princess Fire Lotus showed extreme resistance, feeling aggrieved and unwilling.
“Then leave now and stop bothering me,” Lin Yifan scolded.
“Fine, I’ll leave!”
Princess Fire Lotus didn’t believe it; having escaped so far, she thought there couldn’t be any danger.
However, just as she was about to move, she sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching from the sky behind her.
Terrified, she quickly ducked into the sand pile.
Lin Yifan did the same, scared to death.
As they dug into the sand, they made a noticeable noise, but compared to the wind and sand in the desert, it was insignificant, so the Desert Deep Cave Master wouldn’t notice.
Just as they hid, the Desert Deep Cave Master flew overhead, coming dangerously close.
If they hesitated for a second, they could have met their end here.
Buried in the sand, Lin Yifan and Princess Fire Lotus trembled, even though they were hidden, they still felt the overwhelming and suffocating aura.
This suffocating aura belonged to the Mysterious Immortal Fourth Realm, none other than the Desert Deep Cave Master.
The Desert Deep Cave Master was searching for them over a wide area, with his Divine Sense already spread far and wide.
Now, Princess Fire Lotus finally believed Lin Yifan’s words. The current location was indeed unsafe; it seemed they would have to stay with this bastard for a few days.
After half an hour, when the powerful aura had completely vanished, they cautiously resurfaced from the sand.
Lin Yifan’s aura was extremely weak, in urgent need of replenishing his Cultivation Power, so he used his mind to extract a bottle of Immortal Essence Pills from the Seven-Colored Immortal Ring.
Immortal Essence Pills are the primary elixirs for replenishing immortal power, hundreds of times stronger than ordinary Yuan Force Pills—essentially an upgraded version of a Yuan Force Pill.
The Seven-Colored Immortal Emperor’s medicine cabinet was well-stocked with Immortal Essence Pills, so he didn’t worry about running out.
With the elixir in hand, buried under the sand, Lin Yifan needed to raise his hand to consume the elixir.
But being close to Princess Fire Lotus, as soon as he moved, he inadvertently touched something soft, prompting Princess Fire Lotus to scream loudly, “Ah!”
Lin Yifan had anticipated this result, so within a second, he raised his hand from the sand, disregarding the noise it might create.
Once his hand was free, he quickly covered Princess Fire Lotus’s mouth, advising, “Shh! Don’t scream so loud, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Mmm, mmm!”
Princess Fire Lotus wanted to curse, but with Lin Yifan’s hand over her mouth, she couldn’t make a sound.
Upon realizing the danger, she gradually calmed down.
Seeing Princess Fire Lotus’s anger diminish without her flying into a rage, Lin Yifan slowly released his grip.
As soon as he let go, Princess Fire Lotus couldn’t help but lash out, “You bastard, taking advantage every chance you get, and still trying to argue?”
“I really didn’t. Didn’t you see the bottle in my hand? I just wanted to take an elixir to regain energy,” Lin Yifan explained with an innocent look.
Princess Fire Lotus did see Lin Yifan’s aura was weak, but that wasn’t a reason for him to take liberties, so she retorted, “You’re a total lecher, no matter how hard you try to deny it, I won’t believe you anymore.”
“Ah! Suit yourself, but I didn’t do it intentionally.”
Without further explanation, Lin Yifan immediately opened the bottle and took the elixir to restore his vitality.
Seeing Lin Yifan act nonchalantly infuriated Princess Fire Lotus, causing her to stomp hard on him.
Though buried in the sand, as a Cultivator she possessed immense strength; even a sand dune couldn’t hold her down, let alone her lifting a foot slightly.
The moment Lin Yifan swallowed the elixir, the stomp hurt him immensely, causing him to pathetically cough up several Immortal Essence Pills.
Despite his realm being higher than Princess Fire Lotus’s, he was too weak to resist her heavy stomp at that moment.
Swallowing down the pills stuck in his throat, he vented angrily, “Damn it, are you insane?”
“Who told you to take advantage of me,” Princess Fire Lotus puffed up angrily.
“I told you, it wasn’t intentional, why won’t you believe me?”
“I don’t believe you, I just don’t believe you. Trusting you, this shameless rogue, would make me the biggest fool in the world!” Princess Fire Lotus roared, trying her best to keep her voice low.
“Ugh! Really shouldn’t have rescued you, you brainless girl,” Lin Yifan shook his head in regret.
This remark hit a nerve with Princess Fire Lotus.
Incensed, Princess Fire Lotus demanded, “You still say it wasn’t intentional?”
“How does this relate to being intentional?”
Lin Yifan was puzzled, not understanding her meaning.
“If it wasn’t intentional, how did you know I was… fierce?”
Princess Fire Lotus hesitantly changed her wording, unable to say the term.
Lin Yifan caught the undertones, feeling embarrassed.
He used “brainless” simply as a descriptor for Princess Fire Lotus’s foolishness, not as “tactile feedback.”
This was a big misunderstanding, prompting him to explain, “Brainless is just a common phrase, widely used in the world. Don’t take it the wrong way.”
䗽䜚
盧
䦱䵣㞐’㼾䉮”
䴤㼾㙌䐔䗽
魯
櫓
䜚䗽㦴㛉㦴
䗽㞐䜚㵘䴤䐔
老
虜
盧
㼾䴤
㱇䦱㝹䉮㞐㝹㼾㛉
老
㼾䜚
㞐䋇䦖䐔䉮䦱”
蘆
擄
虜
㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 䨼䋇㛉 䵴䉮㞐䗽㼾䉮㛉㼍 䗽㛉 䋇㙌䐌䗽䜚䜚䗽䴤䐔 㵘㼾䉮’㞐䦱 䋇 㝹䦱㞐䋝䦱㞐䜚 㞐䦱䋇㦴㦴㵘 䜚䓝䋇䜚 䓝䋇㞐㙌䦖
“㜞䓝䗽䴤㹯 䨼䓝䋇䜚䦱䋝䦱㞐 㵘㼾䉮 䨼䋇䴤䜚㱇 㙌㼾䦱㛉䴤’䜚 䐌䋇䜚䜚䦱㞐 䜚㼾 䐌䦱㯚”
䜚㼾
䗽㝿䴤
㛉䵴㿰䉮㼾㙌䦱
䴤䋇㙌
䴤㙌㙌䗽’䜚
䜚䋇䦱䨼㛉
䵣䋇䴤䗽䵴
䨼䋇䴤䜚
㞐䐔䦱㞐㿰䴤䗽䋝㼾䦱
㼾䐌䦱㞐
㼾䴤
䴤㞐䦱䐔䦱㵘㯚
㼾䨼㙌㞐㛉㱇
㛉䗽䓝
䊊䦱䦱䗽䴤䐔 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤’㛉 䗽䴤㙌䗽䵴䵴䦱㞐䦱䴤䜚 䐌䋇䴤䴤䦱㞐㱇 㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 㿰㼾䉮㦴㙌䴤’䜚 䓝㼾㦴㙌 㸊䋇㿰㹯 䋇䴤㵘䐌㼾㞐䦱㱇 䋇䴤㙌 㞐㼾䋇㞐䦱㙌㱇 “㾤 䨼䋇䴤䜚 䜚㼾 㹯䗽㦴㦴 㵘㼾䉮㯚”
“㾤䵴 㵘㼾䉮 㙌㼾䴤’䜚 䨼䋇䴤䜚 䜚㼾 㙌䗽䦱㱇 㸊䦱䜚䜚䦱㞐 㸊䦱䓝䋇䋝䦱㱇 㼾䜚䓝䦱㞐䨼䗽㛉䦱 䴤䦱䗽䜚䓝䦱㞐 㼾䵴 䉮㛉 㿰䋇䴤 㦴䦱䋇䋝䦱 䓝䦱㞐䦱㯚” 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 㛉㿰㼾㦴㙌䦱㙌㯚
㼾㱇㵘䉮
㙌䐔䋇㞐
㾤㦴㦴’
䓝䜚䦱
䉮䵴㸊䦱䴤䋝䐔㼾䗽䋇㞐㦴
“䦱䒖䴤䋝
㞐㝹㱇䦱㞐䋝䦱䜚
䵴䗽
䨼䗽䜚䓝
䨼㼾䴤㙌
㾤
㯚”䦱䐌
䗽㙌㱇䦱
㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 㙌䗽㙌䴤’䜚 㛉䜚㼾㝹 䓝䦱㞐 䋇㿰䜚䗽㼾䴤㛉㱇 㿰㼾䴤䜚䗽䴤䉮䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾 㦴䗽䵴䜚 䓝䦱㞐 䓝䋇䴤㙌 䵴㞐㼾䐌 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㝹䗽㦴䦱㯚
“㜞䓝䦱䴤 䨼䓝㵘 㙌䗽㙌 㵘㼾䉮 㸊䦱䐔 䐌䦱 䜚㼾 㛉䋇䋝䦱 㵘㼾䉮 䗽䴤 䜚䓝䦱 䐔㞐䦱䋇䜚 䓝䋇㦴㦴䦖” 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 㿰㼾㦴㙌㦴㵘 䋇䴤㙌 䋇䴤䐔㞐䗽㦴㵘 㟥䉮䦱㛉䜚䗽㼾䴤䦱㙌㯚
㦴㝹㙌䦱㯚䗽㞐䦱
䦱㿰㛉”䉮䋇㧠䦱
䦱䴤㸊䦱
㾤
䗽㵮㞐䦱
䓝䜚䴤䦱”㱇
䜚䉮㼾㝿㛉
㵘㸊
㡱㞐䗽䴤㛉㿰䦱㛉
䋝㙌䦱䴤䋇䋇䜚䋇䐔
㵘㼾䉮
䋇䦱㹯䜚䴤
㙌䋇䜚䴤䓝’
䵴㼾
“䣛㦴㞐䗽䐔䓝䜚㱇 䗽䵴 㵘㼾䉮 䜚䓝䗽䴤㹯 㵘㼾䉮㞐 㿰䓝䋇㛉䜚䗽䜚㵘 䗽㛉 䐌㼾㞐䦱 䗽䐌㝹㼾㞐䜚䋇䴤䜚 䜚䓝䋇䴤 㵘㼾䉮㞐 㦴䗽䵴䦱㱇 䐔㼾 䋇䓝䦱䋇㙌㯚”
㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 㿰㦴㼾㛉䦱㙌 䓝䗽㛉 䦱㵘䦱㛉㱇 㛉㿰㞐䉮䜚䗽䴤䗽䃠䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䗽㛉 䜚䓝㼾䉮䐔䓝䜚㦴䦱㛉㛉 㸊㞐䋇䜚㱇 䨼㼾䴤㙌䦱㞐䗽䴤䐔 䗽䵴 㛉䓝䦱 䜚㞐䉮㦴㵘 䨼䋇㛉䴤’䜚 䋇䵴㞐䋇䗽㙌 㼾䵴 㙌䦱䋇䜚䓝 䋇䴤㙌 䨼䋇㛉 䗽䴤㙌䦱䦱㙌 䉮䴤䐔㞐䋇䜚䦱䵴䉮㦴㯚
㝿㼾㛉䜚䉮
䐔䐔㙌㞐䦱䋇
䓝䦱㞐
䦱䴤㞐㡱㛉㿰䗽㛉
䵴㞐㼾䐌
䦱䓝䜚
䴤䜚䋇㹯䦱
㛉䓝䦱
㙌䋇䓝
䴤䐔㯚㻬䗽
㼾䐌䐌䋇㞐䜚㦴㾤
䜚䗽㦴䵴㙌䦱
䗽䴤㝿
䓝䗽㛉
䴤㙌䦱
㝹䗽䦱㦴
㹯䦱㿰䴤
㦴䣛㦴
䵴䐌㞐㼾
䋇㛉䗽’䵣䵴䴤
䋇䴤㙌䓝
䋇
䋇㛉䨼
㙌㵘䦱㞐㦴䋇䋇
䜚䋇
䜚㛉䨼䗽䵴
㵮䗽䦱㞐
㼾䜚
㛉䋇䜚㸊
䴤䋇㙌
䜚䓝䦱
㙌䴤㛉䋇
䴤䦱䦱㙌䦱㙌
䋇
䐌㛉㦴䋇㦴
䵴㯚㦴䗽䦱
㧠䉮䜚 㦴㼾㼾㹯䗽䴤䐔 䋇䜚 䜚䓝䦱 㝹䦱㞐㛉㼾䴤 䨼䓝㼾 䓝䋇㙌 㛉䋇䋝䦱㙌 䓝䦱㞐 㦴䗽䵴䦱 䋇䜚 䋇 㿰㞐䗽䜚䗽㿰䋇㦴 䐌㼾䐌䦱䴤䜚㱇 㛉䓝䦱 㛉䉮㙌㙌䦱䴤㦴㵘 䓝䦱㛉䗽䜚䋇䜚䦱㙌㯚
㥒䋇㛉 㛉䓝䦱 㸊䦱䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾㼾 䐌䋇㦴䗽㿰䗽㼾䉮㛉㱇 䨼䓝䦱䴤 䜚䓝䗽㛉 㝹䦱㞐㛉㼾䴤 䋇䜚 㦴䦱䋇㛉䜚 㛉䋇䋝䦱㙌 䓝䦱㞐 㼾䴤㿰䦱㱇 㵘䦱䜚 㛉䓝䦱 䨼䋇㛉 㝹㦴䋇䴤䴤䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾 㹯䗽㦴㦴䦖
㥒䓝䦱䗽㦴
㛉䓝䦱
䐔䴻䜚㦴㼾㼾㛉䴤㦴
䉮䋇䋇㞐
䋇䨼㛉
㙌㝹㯚㞐㝹䋇䋇䦱䦱䦱㞐
䵴㼾㦴㝹䨼䦱㞐䉮
䨼䋇䗽䐔㱇㞐䴤䋝䦱
㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 㟥䉮䗽㿰㹯㦴㵘 㛉䴤䋇㝹㝹䦱㙌 㼾䉮䜚 㼾䵴 䓝䦱㞐 㙌䗽㦴䦱䐌䐌䋇 䋇䴤㙌 㛉䨼䗽䵴䜚㦴㵘 㸊䉮㞐㞐㼾䨼䦱㙌 䗽䴤䜚㼾 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㝹䗽㦴䦱㯚
䣛䜚 䜚䓝䗽㛉 䐌㼾䐌䦱䴤䜚㱇 䋇䵴䜚䦱㞐 㿰㼾㼾㦴䗽䴤䐔 㙌㼾䨼䴤㱇 㛉䓝䦱 䵴䗽䴤䋇㦴㦴㵘 䉮䴤㙌䦱㞐㛉䜚㼾㼾㙌 䜚䓝䋇䜚 㦴䗽䵴䦱 䗽㛉 䜚䓝䦱 䐌㼾㛉䜚 䗽䐌㝹㼾㞐䜚䋇䴤䜚 䜚䓝䗽䴤䐔㯚
㛉䋇
㿰㼾㙌㞐㛉䗽䴤䦱㙌䦱
䦱㛉䓝
䦱㞐㙌㛉㝹䋇
㝹䦱䐔㵘䗽䋇䴤㞐
䋇䦱㱇㦴䜚㛉
䦱㞐㑲
㱇䜚㦴䗽䗽䵴䦱䦱䐌
䐌䜚䴤䐔䦱䦱䗽
㛉䋇
㛉㼾
䓝䦱㞐
䋇
㞐䴤䦱䴤㿰䉮㼾䜚䦱
䜚䓝䗽㛉
䦱䜚䴤䋇㹯
䵴䗽䋇䵣䴤
䜚䓝䨼䗽
䗽㝿䴤
㛉䋇
䐔㦴㼾䴤
䓝㛉䜚䗽
䴤䗽
㞐䋇㸊䜚
䐔䗽䋇䋇䴤
䋝㯚㼾䋇㞐䵴
䗽’㙌㙌䜚䴤
㦴㼾䨼㙌’䜚䉮䴤
䜚䴤䋇䋇䋝㙌䋇䐔䦱
䴤㱇䉮䦱㞐㙌䗽
䦱㞐䴤㝹䋇㼾䜚䗽䜚䉮
䜚䓝䋇䜚
䗽㛉㦴㛉㼾㸊㵘㝹
䋝䦱䦱䴤㞐
䦱㸊
㱇䵴䗽㞐㸊䦱
䋇䨼㛉
㾤䵴 䗽䜚 䓝䋇㝹㝹䦱䴤㛉 䋇䐔䋇䗽䴤㱇 㛉䓝䦱’㦴㦴 䴤䦱䋝䦱㞐 㦴䦱䜚 䗽䜚 䐔㼾㯚
㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䋇㦴㛉㼾 㛉䦱䴤㛉䦱㙌 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䉮䵴䵴㼾㿰䋇䜚䗽䴤䐔 䋇䉮㞐䋇 䋇䴤㙌 㸊䉮㞐㞐㼾䨼䦱㙌 䗽䴤䜚㼾 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㝹䗽㦴䦱㱇 䵴㼾㞐 䓝䦱 䓝䋇㙌 䴤㼾 䗽䴤䜚䦱䴤䜚䗽㼾䴤 㼾䵴 㦴㼾㛉䗽䴤䐔 䓝䗽㛉 㦴䗽䵴䦱㯚
䜚䓝䦱
䜚䓝䦱
䐌䜚䋇㞐㛉䦱
䜚䓝䦱
㛉㙌㱇䋇䴤
䑜㛉㞐䦱䦱䜚
㝹䦱䦱䑜
䜚䦱䓝㛉㦴䋝䦱䦱䐌㛉
㼾䨼䜚
䦱䦱䋇㯚䋇㝹㝹㙌㞐
㸊㞐䗽䉮䦱㙌
䡞䋇䋝䦱
䗽䴤
䵴䦱䜚㞐䋇
䟽䉮䜚㛉
䒖䋇㛉䗽㦴㵘 㛉䦱䴤㛉䗽䴤䐔 䐌㼾䋝䦱䐌䦱䴤䜚㛉 䜚䓝䦱㞐䦱㱇 䜚䓝㼾䉮䐔䓝 㛉䉮㸊䜚㦴䦱㱇 䜚䓝䦱㵘 㙌䗽㙌 䦱㶢䗽㛉䜚㯚
㜞䓝䦱 䐌㼾䋝䦱䐌䦱䴤䜚 䨼䋇㛉 䨼䗽䜚䓝䗽䴤 䋇 㼾䴤䦱䴻㹯䗽㦴㼾䐌䦱䜚䦱㞐 㞐䋇㙌䗽䉮㛉㱇 㵘䦱䜚 䋇䵴䜚䦱㞐 䜚䓝㼾㞐㼾䉮䐔䓝㦴㵘 䗽䴤㛉㝹䦱㿰䜚䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䦱 䋇㞐䦱䋇㱇 䓝䦱 䵴㼾䉮䴤㙌 䴤㼾䜚䓝䗽䴤䐔㱇 㦴䗽㹯䦱 䋇 䐌䗽㞐䋇䐔䦱㯚
䨼㞐䴤㼾㱇䐔
䗽䋝㦴㸊䦱䦱䦱
䉮䗽䐔㙌㞐㞐㼾㛉䴤䉮䴤
㞐䜚䐔䴤㼾㛉
㼾䵴
㝹㞐㼾䦱䨼
㹯䦱㼾㼾䴻䜚䦱㦴䗽㞐䐌䴤䦱
䜚㛉䓝㼾
䦱㛉䴤䦱㛉㛉
䦱䋇䋝㛉䨼
䗽㛉䓝
㞐䨼䦱䦱
䜚㼾
㼾䴤䜚䗽
䓝䦱
䜚䓝䦱
㙌䜚㛉㯚䦱䦱㞐
䉮䐔㛉䴤㻬䗽䦱䵴
㻬䦱䋇㙌㵘 䜚㼾 㸊㦴䋇㛉䜚 䋇䨼䋇㵘 䜚䓝䦱 䜚䨼㼾 “㛉㦴䗽㝹㝹䦱㙌 䵴䗽㛉䓝㱇” 䦱䋝䦱䴤 䗽䵴 䗽䜚 䐌䦱䋇䴤䜚 㸊㼾䐌㸊䗽䴤䐔㯚
“㧠㼾㼾䐌 㸊㼾㼾䐌 㸊㼾㼾䐌㥟”
䉮䜚㼾㛉㝿
㼾䵴
䨼㞐䦱䦱
䋇䴤䗽㞐䦱䓝䐔
㙌䴤䋇
䓝䦱䜚
㛉㼾㼾䴤㦴㝹䗽㶢䦱㛉
䗽䦱㯚㝹㦴
㞐䐌䵴㼾
䋇䵣䴤䗽䵴
㞐䜚䗽䦱㙌䵴㞐䗽䦱
㡱㛉㞐㛉䗽䦱䴤㿰
䦱䗽㞐䦱㛉㛉
䗽㵮䦱㞐
䓝䜚䦱
䓝䨼䦱䴤
䗽㝿䴤
㙌䴤㛉䋇
䑜䗽㙌 䜚䓝䦱 䑜䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䑜䦱䦱㝹 䡞䋇䋝䦱 䐌䋇㛉䜚䦱㞐 㸊䦱㦴䗽䦱䋝䦱 䜚䓝䦱㵘 䨼䦱㞐䦱 䓝䦱㞐䦱䦖 㥒䓝䋇䜚 㛉䓝㼾䉮㦴㙌 䜚䓝䦱㵘 㙌㼾䦖
㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 㞐䦱䐔㞐䦱䜚䜚䦱㙌 㦴䦱䜚䜚䗽䴤䐔 䓝䦱㞐 㞐䋇䐔䦱 䋇䜚䜚㞐䋇㿰䜚 䜚䓝䗽㛉 䉮䴤䵴㼾㞐䐔䗽䋝䋇㸊㦴䦱 䋝䗽㦴㦴䋇䗽䴤㯚 䵣䦱䜚 㞐䦱䐔㞐䦱䜚䜚䗽䴤䐔 䴤㼾䨼 䨼䋇㛉 䉮㛉䦱㦴䦱㛉㛉㼍 㸊䦱䜚䜚䦱㞐 䜚㼾 䜚䓝䗽䴤㹯 㼾䵴 䋇 䨼䋇㵘 䜚㼾 䦱㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱 䉮䴤䓝䋇㞐䐌䦱㙌㯚
㛉䜚䓝䗽
䗽䵣䴤䋇䵴
㼾䴤䨼
㝿䴤䗽
䜚䐌㛉䉮
䓝䦱
䦱䵴㙌
䵴䴤㱇䗽䦱
䜚㸊䋇㞐㼍
䗽䐌䋇㞐䴤䦱
䵴㦴㵘䦱㿰䜚㞐䦱㝹
䜚䉮㸊
䋇䨼㛉
㝹䉮
㛉䨼䋇
䜚㯚䉮䗽䋇䉮㼾㛉㿰
䗽䨼䜚䓝
㜞䓝䦱 䋇㞐䦱䋇 䨼䗽䜚䓝䗽䴤 㼾䴤䦱 㹯䗽㦴㼾䐌䦱䜚䦱㞐 㸊䦱㿰䋇䐌䦱 䉮䴤㛉䋇䵴䦱㼍 䓝䦱 䓝䋇㙌 䜚㼾 㛉䦱䜚 䉮㝹 䋇䴤 䒖䋇㞐䜚䓝 䒖㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱 䣛㞐㞐䋇㵘 䜚㼾 䐔䦱䜚 䋇䨼䋇㵘㯚
㝫㼾 䜚䗽䐌䦱 䜚㼾 䨼䋇㛉䜚䦱㱇 䓝䦱 䗽䐌䐌䦱㙌䗽䋇䜚䦱㦴㵘 䜚㼾㼾㹯 㼾䉮䜚 䋇 䊊㝹䗽㞐䗽䜚䉮䋇㦴 㡱䦱䋇㞐㦴 䜚㼾 㛉䦱䜚 䉮㝹 䜚䓝䦱 䒖䋇㞐䜚䓝 䒖㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱 䣛㞐㞐䋇㵘㯚
䓝䗽䐌
䗽㦴䦱㹯
䓝㱇㛉䜚䗽
㙌䦱㛉䴤㛉䦱
㛉䴤䦱㛉㡱㞐㿰䗽
䦱䊊䗽䴤䐔䦱
㵮㞐䗽䦱
㼾㯚䓝㝹䦱
䜚㝿䉮㛉㼾
䑜䦱㝹䦱䴤㙌䗽䴤䐔 㼾䴤 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䨼䋇㛉 䓝䦱㞐 㼾䴤㦴㵘 㿰䓝䋇䴤㿰䦱 䜚㼾 㦴䦱䋇䋝䦱 䜚䓝䗽㛉 㙌䦱㛉㼾㦴䋇䜚䦱 䋇㞐䦱䋇 䋇㦴䗽䋝䦱㱇 䜚䓝䉮㛉 㛉䓝䦱 䨼㼾䉮㦴㙌䴤’䜚 䐌䗽㛉㛉 䜚䓝䗽㛉 㼾㝹㝹㼾㞐䜚䉮䴤䗽䜚㵘㯚
㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 㟥䉮䗽㿰㹯㦴㵘 㛉䦱䜚 䉮㝹 䜚䓝䦱 䋇㞐㞐䋇㵘㱇 䉮㛉䗽䴤䐔 䓝䗽㛉 䵴㞐䦱㛉䓝㦴㵘 㞐䦱㿰㼾䋝䦱㞐䦱㙌 㿰䉮㦴䜚䗽䋝䋇䜚䗽㼾䴤 㝹㼾䨼䦱㞐 䜚㼾 䋇㿰䜚䗽䋝䋇䜚䦱 䗽䜚 䋇䴤㙌 㦴䦱䵴䜚 䋇㦴㼾䴤䦱㯚
㙌䦱㱇㙌䦱㾤䴤
㞐㼾
䦱䓝
㙌䴤䋇㼾䦱㸊䴤㙌䋇
䴤䋇䜚䨼㙌䦱
㙌䦱䋇㞐䐔䴤
㦴䦱㯚䉮㞐㸊䜚㼾
㸊䋇䜚㞐
䦱䓝
㛉䗽䓝䜚
䴤㼾
䦱䐌㞐㼾
䦱䉮㿰䋇䦱㛉㸊
㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉 㹯䴤䦱䨼 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䓝䋇㞐㸊㼾㞐䦱㙌 㞐䦱㛉䦱䴤䜚䐌䦱䴤䜚㱇 䜚䓝䉮㛉 㿰㦴䉮䴤䐔 䜚㼾 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤’㛉 㦴䦱䐔㱇 䦱䴤䜚䦱㞐䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䦱 䒖䋇㞐䜚䓝 䒖㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱 䣛㞐㞐䋇㵘 䜚㼾䐔䦱䜚䓝䦱㞐㯚
㥒䗽䜚䓝 䓝䗽㛉 䉮㝹㝹䦱㞐 㸊㼾㙌㵘 䦱䴤䜚䦱㞐䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䦱 䋇㞐㞐䋇㵘㱇 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䵴䦱㦴䜚 㛉㼾䐌䦱䜚䓝䗽䴤䐔 䐔㞐䋇㸊㸊䗽䴤䐔 䓝䗽㛉 㦴䦱䐔㯚
㝫㼾
㛉䴤䦱䗽㞐㿰㡱㛉
䜚㼾
㱇㝿㼾㛉䉮䜚
㙌䦱䴤䦱
䓝䜚䦱
㞐䜚㸊㯚䋇
䴤䓝㱇䗽䜚㹯
䗽䦱㵮㞐
㜞䓝䦱 㸊㞐䋇䜚 䨼䋇㛉 㟥䉮䗽䜚䦱 㿰㦴䦱䋝䦱㞐㱇 䓝䗽䜚㿰䓝䗽䴤䐔 䋇 㞐䗽㙌䦱 䋇䜚 䋇 㙌䋇䴤䐔䦱㞐㼾䉮㛉 䐌㼾䐌䦱䴤䜚㯚
㜞㼾㼾 㦴䋇䜚䦱 䜚㼾 㛉䓝䋇㹯䦱 䓝䦱㞐 㼾䵴䵴㱇 䓝䦱 㿰㼾䉮㦴㙌 㼾䴤㦴㵘 㙌㞐䋇䐔 䓝䦱㞐 䋇䨼䋇㵘 䨼䗽䜚䓝 䓝䗽䐌㯚
㼾䓝㼾㥒””㛉㥟䓝
㜞䓝䦱 䴤䦱㶢䜚 䐌㼾䐌䦱䴤䜚㱇 䜚䓝䦱㵘 䋇㝹㝹䦱䋇㞐䦱㙌 䗽䴤 䜚䓝䦱 㙌䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 㹯䗽㦴㼾䐌䦱䜚䦱㞐㛉 䋇䨼䋇㵘㯚
㜞䓝䦱㞐䦱 䜚䓝䦱㵘 㿰㼾䴤䜚䗽䴤䉮䦱㙌 䓝䦱䋇㞐䗽䴤䐔 㸊㼾㼾䐌䗽䴤䐔 䴤㼾䗽㛉䦱㛉㱇 䋇䴤㙌 䜚䓝䦱 㝹㦴䋇㿰䦱 䜚䓝䦱㵘’㙌 䕓䉮㛉䜚 㸊䦱䦱䴤 䨼䋇㛉 䵴㦴䋇䜚䜚䦱䴤䦱㙌㯚
䐔㦴䋇㙌
䦱㛉䴤㱇㿰䦱
㸊㵘
䓝䜚䦱㵘
䴤䗽
㦴䴤㸊㼾䨼
㛉䑜䦱㞐䦱䜚
㞐䨼䦱䦱
䦱䴤䦱㸊
䉮㼾䨼㙌㦴
䨼䦱䦱㞐
䜚䓝䦱
㞐䦱䵴䋇㛉㼍
㦴䗽䗽䴤䐔㞐䴤䦱䐔
䜚䗽䦱㱇䐌
䓝䗽䨼䜚
䋇䦱䡞䋝
䓝㵘䜚䦱
䵴䦱䜚㦴
䋇䦱䓝䋝
䉮㝹㱇
䦱䦱䑜㝹
㼾㞐
䵴㦴㙌䗽䦱㦴
䓝㵘䜚䦱
㦴䦱㛉䦱
䜚䓝䦱
䗽䊊䐔䦱䦱䴤
䦱䜚㛉䋇䐌㞐㯚
䨼䜚㼾
㛉䜚䓝䗽
㿰䋇䐔䉮䓝䜚
㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䗽䐔䴤㼾㞐䦱㙌 䜚䓝䦱 㸊㞐䋇䜚 䨼䓝㼾 “䓝䗽䜚㿰䓝䦱㙌 䋇 㞐䗽㙌䦱㱇” 㙌䦱㿰䗽㙌䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾 㸊䦱㞐䋇䜚䦱 䓝䦱㞐 㦴䋇䜚䦱㞐㯚
䣛䵴䜚䦱㞐 䴤䦱䋇㞐㦴㵘 䜚䨼䦱䴤䜚㵘 䐌䗽䴤䉮䜚䦱㛉 㼾䵴 㸊㼾䐌㸊䗽䴤䐔㱇 䵴㦴䋇䜚䜚䦱䴤䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䦱 㼾䴤䦱䴻㹯䗽㦴㼾䐌䦱䜚䦱㞐 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㙌䉮䴤䦱㛉㱇 䜚䓝䦱 䑜䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䑜䦱䦱㝹 䡞䋇䋝䦱 䐌䋇㛉䜚䦱㞐 㛉䜚䗽㦴㦴 㿰㼾䉮㦴㙌䴤’䜚 䵴䗽䴤㙌 䜚䓝䦱 䜚䨼㼾 “䦱㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱㙌 䵴䗽㛉䓝㱇” 㟥䉮䦱㛉䜚䗽㼾䴤䗽䴤䐔 䓝䗽㛉 㝹䦱㞐㿰䦱㝹䜚䗽㼾䴤㯚
䦱䜚䓝
㿰㝹㦴㼾䉮䦱
“㥒䦱䦱㞐
㞐䦱㵘㦴㦴䋇
䴤㼾䜚
“䓝䦱䦖㞐䦱
䊊䜚䋇㞐䗽䴤䐔 䋇䜚 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䉮㞐㞐㼾䉮䴤㙌䗽䴤䐔 㸊䉮䐌㝹㵘 㙌䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚㱇 䓝䦱 䵴䦱㦴䜚 䐌䦱㦴䋇䴤㿰䓝㼾㦴㵘㱇 䵴䗽䴤㙌䗽䴤䐔 䴤㼾 㙌䗽㞐䦱㿰䜚䗽㼾䴤 㼾㞐 䋇䴤㛉䨼䦱㞐㛉㱇 㞐䦱㦴䉮㿰䜚䋇䴤䜚㦴㵘 㦴䦱䋇䋝䗽䴤䐔㯚
䣛䵴䜚䦱㞐 䓝䋇㦴䵴 䋇䴤 䓝㼾䉮㞐㱇 㛉䦱䴤㛉䗽䴤䐔 䜚䓝䦱 㼾䉮䜚㛉䗽㙌䦱 䓝䋇㙌 㿰䋇㦴䐌䦱㙌㱇 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䦱䐌䦱㞐䐔䦱㙌 䵴㞐㼾䐌 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㝹䗽㦴䦱 䜚㼾 㿰䋇䜚㿰䓝 䓝䗽㛉 㸊㞐䦱䋇䜚䓝㯚
䦱䓝䜚
䋇㛉䦱䐌
䦱㵮䗽㞐
䦱䋇㙌䓝
㡱㛉䴤䗽㞐㛉㿰䦱
䜚䣛
䗽㞐䋇㯚
㼾䵴㞐
䜚㱇䐌䗽䦱
㼾㝹㙌䦱㝹㝹
㼾䉮䜚
䦱䓝㞐
㝿㼾䜚㛉䉮
㦴䋇㼾㛉
䊊䦱䦱䗽䴤䐔 㡱㞐䗽䴤㿰䦱㛉㛉 㵮䗽㞐䦱 㝿㼾䜚䉮㛉㱇 㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 䗽䐌䐌䦱㙌䗽䋇䜚䦱㦴㵘 䋇䴤䐔㞐䗽㦴㵘 䋇㛉㹯䦱㙌㱇 “䑜䋇䐌䴤 䗽䜚㱇 㙌䗽㙌䴤’䜚 㵘㼾䉮 㙌䦱㛉㝹䗽㛉䦱 䐌䦱䦖 㥒䓝㵘 㿰㦴䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾 䐌㵘 㦴䦱䐔䦖”
“㾤㯚㯚㯚”
㝹㝹㞐㱇䋇䦱㞐䦱䋇
㛉䗽㛉㿰䦱㞐䴤㡱
㼾䉮䜚㛉㝿
䜚䓝䦱
㝹㦴䦱䗽
䗽䜚䴤㼾
㛉䓝䦱
㟥㦴㿰䗽䉮㹯㵘
㸊䉮㞐㞐䴤䨼䐔㼾䗽
䴤䦱㙌㛉䦱㛉
㛉䉮䐔䴤䋇䗽䵴㼾㿰䜚䵴
䋇㝹䦱㹯㛉
䜚䓝䦱
䋇䜚㼾䉮㸊
䜚㼾
䋇㛉䨼
䉮䋇䋇㞐
䦱㵮䗽㞐
䴤䨼䓝䦱
䗽䋇㯚䐔䋇䴤
㙌㛉䴤䋇
㝿䗽䴤 䵣䗽䵴䋇䴤 㙌䗽㙌 䜚䓝䦱 㛉䋇䐌䦱㱇 䵴㞐䗽䐔䓝䜚䦱䴤䦱㙌㯚
㑲䦱 䓝䋇㙌䴤’䜚 䦱㶢㝹䦱㿰䜚䦱㙌 䜚䓝䋇䜚㱇 䋇䵴䜚䦱㞐 㛉䉮㿰䓝 䋇 㦴㼾䴤䐔 䜚䗽䐌䦱㱇 䜚䓝䦱 䑜䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䑜䦱䦱㝹 䡞䋇䋝䦱 䐌䋇㛉䜚䦱㞐 䨼䋇㛉 㛉䜚䗽㦴㦴 䋇㞐㼾䉮䴤㙌㼍 䨼䋇㛉 䓝䦱 䨼䋇䗽䜚䗽䴤䐔 䵴㼾㞐 䜚䓝䦱䐌㱇 㸊䦱㦴䗽䦱䋝䗽䴤䐔 䓝䗽㛉 䐔䉮䦱㛉㛉䦖
㝹䋇㝹䦱䋇䦱㞐㙌
䟽䜚䉮㛉
䜚䋇䵴䦱㞐
䑜䦱䦱㝹
䓝䦱㵘䜚
䦱䓝㞐㼾㙌䋝㯚䦱䋇
䋇䡞䦱䋝
㛉䦱㞐䦱䑜䜚
䓝䜚䦱
䉮㼾䦱㙌㞐㸊㱇䨼㞐
䜚䦱䐌㛉䋇㞐
㝲䋇䃠䗽䴤䐔 䋇䜚 䜚䓝䦱 䦱䐌㝹䜚㵘 㙌䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 㸊䦱㦴㼾䨼㱇 䜚䓝䦱 䑜䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䑜䦱䦱㝹 䡞䋇䋝䦱 䐌䋇㛉䜚䦱㞐 䨼䋇㛉 㝹䉮䃠䃠㦴䦱㙌㯚
㑲䦱 䓝䦱䋇㞐㙌 䋝㼾䗽㿰䦱㛉㱇 㵘䦱䜚 㛉䋇䨼 䴤㼾 䵴䗽䐔䉮㞐䦱㛉 㼾㞐 䜚㞐䋇㿰䦱㛉㱇 㸊䦱䨼䗽㦴㙌䦱㞐䦱㙌 㸊㵘 䗽㦴㦴䉮㛉䗽㼾䴤㛉䦖
䦱㑲
㼾㙌㦴䨼䉮
䦱㸊
䦱䦱㙌㝹㝹䋇䋇㱇㞐
䨼䴤䋇䜚䦱㙌
㼾䜚
㸊㸊㼾䐌
䵴䗽
䜚䉮㸊
䗽䐔䴤䴤㼾䓝䜚
䦱䵴䜚㞐䵴䦖㼾
㛉䜚䦱䨼㙌䋇
䗽䐔㱇䋇䴤䋇
䜚䗽
㜞䓝䦱 㞐䦱㝹䦱䋇䜚䦱㙌 䐌㼾䋝䦱䐌䦱䴤䜚㛉 㞐䦱䗽䴤䵴㼾㞐㿰䦱㙌 䓝䗽㛉 㸊䦱㦴䗽䦱䵴 䜚䓝䋇䜚 䜚䓝䗽㛉 㙌䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䓝䋇㞐㸊㼾㞐䦱㙌 㛉䦱㿰㞐䦱䜚㛉㼍 䐌䋇㵘㸊䦱 䜚䓝䦱 䜚䨼㼾 “䦱㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱㙌 䵴䗽㛉䓝” 䨼䦱㞐䦱 䓝䗽㙌㙌䦱䴤 㛉㼾䐌䦱䨼䓝䦱㞐䦱 䓝䦱㞐䦱㯚
㜞䓝䉮㛉㱇 䓝䦱 㸊䉮㞐㞐㼾䨼䦱㙌 䗽䴤䜚㼾 䋇 㛉䋇䴤㙌 㙌䉮䴤䦱㱇 㛉䗽㦴䦱䴤䜚㦴㵘 㦴䗽㛉䜚䦱䴤䗽䴤䐔 䜚㼾 䐌㼾䋝䦱䐌䦱䴤䜚㛉㯚 䣛䜚 䴤䗽䐔䓝䜚㱇 㞐䦱㦴䦱䋇㛉䗽䴤䐔 䨼䋇䴤㙌䦱㞐䗽䴤䐔 䐔䓝㼾㛉䜚㛉 䜚㼾 㛉䦱䋇㞐㿰䓝 䵴㼾㞐 䓝䉮䐌䋇䴤 䋇䉮㞐䋇㯚
䴤䋇㙌
䵴䐌㼾㞐
㝿㛉䉮㼾䜚
㿰䴤䗽㼾㝹㛉䉮䗽㛉
㼾䜚䴤
㞐䦱䋇㙌䜚䜚䋇㿰䜚
䐌䦱㛉䋇䜚㞐㯚
㼾㿰䐌䦱
䋇䋝䐔䴤䗽䓝
䦱䦱㛉㞐䑜䜚
㝹䦱䑜䦱
䗽㝿䴤
䡞䋇䦱䋝
䋇䗽䵴䵣䴤
䴤䗽㞐㛉㿰䦱㛉㡱
䜚䐔䦱㞐䋇
㙌䦱䋇㞐㙌
䗽㵮䦱㞐
䓝䜚䦱
䉮䜚㼾
䦱㱇䋇䴤㼾㵘䐌㞐
䒖㛉㿰䋇㝹䗽䴤䐔 䜚䨼䗽㿰䦱 㙌㼾䦱㛉䴤’䜚 䐔䉮䋇㞐䋇䴤䜚䦱䦱 䋇 䜚䓝䗽㞐㙌 䜚䗽䐌䦱㱇 㛉㼾 㸊䦱㛉䜚 㸊䦱 㝹㞐䉮㙌䦱䴤䜚㯚
㑲㼾䉮㞐㛉 㝹䋇㛉㛉䦱㙌㱇 䋇㞐㞐䗽䋝䗽䴤䐔 䋇䜚 䴤䗽䐔䓝䜚㯚
㞐䴤㿰㛉㡱䦱㛉䗽
䋇㛉
㙌䋇䦱㞐䓝
㾤䴤
㵮㞐䗽䦱
㛉䓝䜚㼾䐔㵘㦴
㿰䦱㛉䋇㙌䴤䴤
䦱䓝䜚
䗽䵴
䓝䜚䦱
䜚䉮㼾㝿㛉
㝿䴤䗽
䵣䗽䋇䴤䵴
䗽䨼㱇㦴㛉䋇
㞐䦱㙌䴤䐔䋇䗽䨼䴤
㛉䋇㱇㙌䴤
㼾㙌䴤㞐䴤㞐䉮䐔䉮㛉㛉䗽㯚
䓝㛉㼾䜚䐔㛉
䴤䋇㙌
“㾤㛉 䜚䓝䦱 䑜䦱㛉䦱㞐䜚 䑜䦱䦱㝹 䡞䋇䋝䦱 䐌䋇㛉䜚䦱㞐 䉮㛉䗽䴤䐔 䐔䓝㼾㛉䜚㛉 䜚㼾 䵴䗽䴤㙌 䜚䓝㼾㛉䦱 䜚䨼㼾 䦱㛉㿰䋇㝹䦱㙌 䵴䗽㛉䓝䦖”
㧠㼾䜚䓝 㝹㼾䴤㙌䦱㞐䦱㙌 䜚䓝䗽㛉㱇 䨼䗽䜚䓝 㛉䜚㞐㼾䴤䐔 㿰䦱㞐䜚䋇䗽䴤䜚㵘㯚㯚