novelraw Chapter 1157: 788: My Name Is Wild Bull
Chapter 1157: 788: My Name Is Wild Bull
Capítulo 1157: Chapter 788: My Name Is Wild Bull
Roar!
As the Wild Bulls looked up to the sky and roared, they halted their previous work, crossed mountains, traversed seas, and climbed the Heaven Pillar.
No matter how they were blocked or warned, they did not stop their strides toward the Heavenly Realm.
At this moment, they only wanted to question the greatest grievance and final query within the hearts of the departed.
“Why? Why were we killed?”
“Are mortals not the fertile soil for the Immortal Path?”
Bang!
An earth-shattering pressure forced all the Wild Bulls to their knees.
A lofty voice seemed to come from beyond the sky: “Mortals are indeed the soil that bears the Immortal Path, but on barren soil, vibrant, luscious flowers cannot bloom.”
“Therefore, this soil needs fertilization, and all the world’s waste and weaklings are the best fertilizer.”
“Through generations of watering, survival of the fittest, this layer of mortal soil becomes fertile enough to support a more beautiful world, so that a transcendent Immortal Path age can bloom on this land.”
While speaking, a giant foot had already broken through the Sky Dome and stomped mercilessly on the backs of the Wild Bulls.
“What use is it of you, the world’s waste, even if united?”
Roar! Amidst the roars, the Wild Bulls’ entire bodies surged with Qi-Blood, bursting forth with power, as if attempting to move that descending foot.
Feeling the Wild Bulls’ extreme fury, the voice chuckled, “That’s right, just like this.”
“Remember this moment where I trampled you.”
“Remember the feeling of anger.”
“This is your future’s only existence meaning.”
At this moment, the Wild Bulls felt as though they had become great furnaces, burning inch by inch the will poured into them.
The anger, grievance, and resentment of the departed transformed into pure forces, injected into the Wild Bulls’ bodies, significantly enhancing their power, allowing them to not need sustenance for a long time while expanding their consciousness network.
A thread of realization emerged from the Wild Bull’s heart: “This is the true shape of the Wild Bull consciousness network, capable of housing numerous departed souls, sustaining existence through burning souls… perhaps this was also the predecessor of the Divine Power Network and Spirit Realm…”
The celestial voice continued: “With suppression comes resistance. So I thought… instead of defeating your resistance carelessly, wasting resources, why not utilize them.”
“Just like now, use your resentment, anger, and grievance, to burn away every inch of residual existence, become the fuel for the world’s progress, the nutrients for the powerful.”
“This is your only existence value.”
“You scum livestock…”
Soon, the Wild Bulls found that their anger-driven bodies returned to normal, each relinquishing the act of resisting the giant foot.
Yet the fire of wrath, resentment, and grievance in their hearts seemed to be perpetually unquenchable, continually burning and driving the Wild Bulls, only it made them better and quicker at completing the sect’s tasks.
All resistance seemed hopeless, even resistance itself, under the other party’s design, had become a new interest growth point.
A thought welled up in the Wild Bulls’ hearts: “But what can be done?”
“In life, they were wastes, only existing to do heavy, laborious tasks.”
“After death, their flesh became a cheap resource, even their final anger and resentment to be used until the moment of total dissolution, what has the so-called Immortal Path age to do with them?”
“Why?”
“Why!”
Accompanying the trace of grievance in his heart, a string of mental method chant suddenly surfaced from his depths: “… Immortal Buddha presses down, all beings like grass… bones crushed tendons snapped, blood dried marrow withered…”
“… Nine deaths unyielding, sacrificing without regret, only then can Primordial Spirit Returning to Flesh.”
“I am Zhang Yu!”
In rage, a Wild Bull suddenly bellowed, the roar as if shattering the consciousness sea, he rose, seemingly wanting to push away the giant foot from his back.
In the next moment, Zhang Yu abruptly awoke, realizing he was still within the Yufa Pavilion laboratory, all that had transpired was like an illusion, already vanished without a trace.
Reflecting in his heart, he thought: “What a domineering Great Saint’s Thought, I almost completely sank into it, treating myself entirely as a Wild Bull.”
“If that final thread of anger hadn’t erupted… I wonder what the result would have been.”
Inside, Zhang Yu mused: “Perhaps this is a test? Must one pass the test to break free?”
Zhang Yu couldn’t be certain, he only sensed that upon breaking free from the Great Saint’s Thought, that thought transformed into vast information, gathering in his mind.
In the next instant, amidst the mental method’s operation, originally sixteen-headed White Bull gently shuddered, with one head revealing unusual color, strands of glimmer appearing in its eyes.
Zhang Yu could sense that the information composed of the Great Saint’s Thought had already poured into one of his Demon Descendant avatars, forming a new thought.
“Another one?”
Zhang Yu startled, called out a few times, but found it unresponsive.
Just then, Fu Ji asked, “Zhang Yu, what happened to you?”
Zhan Xian concurrently asked, “You suddenly blanked out for a few seconds just now, did something happen?”
So Zhang Yu recounted his recent experience, upon hearing these words Fu Ji exclaimed in wonder: “Before Kunxu’s 36 layers establishment? Such an ancient era?”
擄
䔯㾊䯈䝜䙡䰰䓏㺖
䗓㾊㻪㨍䙡㹏
䵋䰰
䗓㻰䓏
䙡㾊㻰㾊䓏䗓
㹏㾊㻪䗓䙡㨍
䓏䵋䝜
䓏㻰䙡䓏
㹏䙡㾊㨍㨍䙡䯈㠸㮖
魯
“䈱
盧
㨍䙡㨍
㺖㵅㨍䗓
㨍䵋䥱㾊䗓
䵋䯈㖶”
爐
䗓䓏䋛䵋㾊䥱
䙡
㺖㮖㨍䯈㺖㠸䝜㞜
䝜䙡㵯㻰
㻰䓏䗓
䝜䓏䙡㻰
䙨䐰
㺖㮖㼮䗓䋛㮖㮖㺖
䓏㻰䗓
㺖䝜䣄䙡
䗓㠸䱇䱇㾊
䓏㮖䗓䔯䗓㾊䙡
䓏䙡
䗓䙡㻰㼮
䙡䓏
盧
䗓䝜䵋
㺖䝜
㮖䙡㻪㺖䋛
䝜㠸䓏䓏䗓䔯㾊䔯㻪㮖䵋
蘆
蘆
䗓䗓㮖䝜㺖㮖
擄
䙡䝜㮖
䓏㺖䗓䋛㷄
䔯䝜䵋㖶䗓
䗓㻰䙡㾊㮖
䈱㻪䓏’
䐰䙨
䙡
䩄䝜㳖㠸㠸
老
㭀䮻
䵋䝜䗓
㨍㹏㾊䗓䙡㻪
櫓
䗓䥱䗓㾊
䙡㨍㹏䗓㾊
㿢㠸 䫠㺖 䙡㮖㮖䗓㮖䋛 “䆣䝜㮖 䓏㻰㺖㻪 㷄䙡䓏䓏䗓㾊 䵋䰰 䗓㨍㺖㷄㺖䝜䙡䓏㺖䝜䯈 䵋㾊㮖㺖䝜䙡㾊㹏 㻰㠸㷄䙡䝜㻪䋛 㺖㻪 㺖䓏 䓏㾊㠸䗓䡀”
“䈱䰰 㺖䓏’㻪 䓏㾊㠸䗓䋛 䓏㻰䗓䝜 䓏㻰㺖㻪 㻪䗓㨍䗓䔯䓏㺖㼮䗓 㞜㾊䗓䗓㮖㺖䝜䯈 䵋䱇䗓㾊䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜㖶㖶㖶 㪭䵋䗓㻪䝜’䓏 㺖䓏 㷄䗓䙡䝜 䓏㻰䙡䓏 䓏㻰䗓 㳖㠸䝜䩄㠸 䱇䗓䵋䱇㨍䗓 䝜䵋䥱 䙡㾊䗓 䓏㻰䗓 㞜㾊䗓䗓㮖 㻪䗓㨍䗓䔯䓏䗓㮖 㞜㹏 䙡䝜䔯㺖䗓䝜䓏 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍㻪䡀 䆣㨍㾊䗓䙡㮖㹏 㻪㠸㺖䓏䙡㞜㨍䗓 䰰䵋㾊 䔯㠸㨍䓏㺖㼮䙡䓏㺖䝜䯈 䓏㻰䗓 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍 䧑䙡䓏㻰䡀 㛫㠸䓏 㺖䓏 㻪䗓䗓㷄㻪 䝜䵋䓏 䗓㼮䗓㾊㹏 䵋䝜䗓 䵋䰰 䓏㻰䗓㷄 㺖㻪 䙡 䯈䗓䝜㺖㠸㻪㖶”
䵋㹏㨍䝜
䋛㺖㮖㻪䙡
“㖶㺖䓏
㵅䥱䝜䵋
㖶㨍䙡㺖䓏㾊䙡䱇
䝜䓏䵋
㺖䙡䰰㨍䝜
㻪䵋
㮖䵋
䗓䵋㷄㾊㹏㷄
䵋䝜䓏
䥱䗓
㾊㨍㠸䝜䙡䙡㹏㨍䋛䓏
㻰㼮䗓䙡
䝜㠸㠸䩄㳖
䔯㺖䵋䝜䵋䝜䓏䝜䗓䔯
䗓㷄䝜䵋㾊㮖
㻪䗓’䱇㨍䗓䱇䵋
㻪㺖
䵋㠸䵋㷄䓏䋛䔯䗓
㻰䗓䓏
䣄䙡䝜㺖
䗓㻰䓏
䧉䗓
䝜㵯㻰䙡
䵋䓏
䗓㻪䝜䗓
“㻰㺖㻪䵈
“㛫㠸䓏 䥱㻰䗓䓏㻰䗓㾊 䓏㾊㠸䗓 䵋㾊 䰰䙡㨍㻪䗓䋛 䈱 䰰䗓䗓㨍 䓏㻰䙡䓏 䱇䗓㾊㻰䙡䱇㻪 㺖䓏’㻪 䝜䵋䓏 䒇㠸㻪䓏 䰰䵋㾊 䓏㻰䗓 㻪䙡㵅䗓 䵋䰰 㻪䗓㨍䗓䔯䓏㺖㼮䗓 㞜㾊䗓䗓㮖㺖䝜䯈㖶 䈱䓏 㷄㺖䯈㻰䓏 䔯䵋䝜䓏䙡㺖䝜 㻪䵋㷄䗓 㺖㷄䙡䯈䗓 㾊䗓䔲㠸㺖㾊䗓㮖 㞜㹏 䙡 䵈䙡䵋㺖㻪䓏 㺖䝜㻰䗓㾊㺖䓏䙡䝜䔯䗓㖶”
“䧑䗓㾊㻰䙡䱇㻪 䙡䓏 䓏㻰䙡䓏 䓏㺖㷄䗓䋛 㻪䵋㷄䗓 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍 䥱䙡䝜䓏䗓㮖 䓏䵋 㠸㻪䗓 䓏㻰㺖㻪 㷄䗓䓏㻰䵋㮖 䓏䵋 䗓㻪䓏䙡㞜㨍㺖㻪㻰 䙡 䵈䙡䵋㺖㻪䓏 㺖䝜㻰䗓㾊㺖䓏䙡䝜䔯䗓䋛 䥱㻰㺖䔯㻰 䱇㾊䵋㷄䱇䓏䗓㮖 䓏㻰䗓 㞜㺖䯈 䗓㼮䗓䝜䓏 䵋䰰 䗓㨍㺖㷄㺖䝜䙡䓏㺖䝜䯈 䵋㾊㮖㺖䝜䙡㾊㹏 㻰㠸㷄䙡䝜㻪㖶”
㻪㠸㾊䱇㺖䗓䋛㻪㾊
䙡
䓏㻰䗓䗓㾊
䝜㺖
“䙡䧉㻪
䵋䙡㺖䓏䵈㻪
䵋㻪
䙡䗓㹏㾊㨍
㷄䗓㮖㨍䩄䗓䙡䔯㺖
㺖䝜䓏㻰䗓䗓㾊㺖䙡䝜䔯
㲖㠸
䡀䵋䝜”
䝜㻰㵯䙡䯈
㵯㻰䙡䝜 䣄㺖䙡䝜 䙡䰰䰰㺖㾊㷄䗓㮖䋛 “㒮䙡㻪䓏䗓㾊 䵋䝜䔯䗓 㻪䙡㺖㮖䋛 䓏㻰䗓 䗓䩄㺖㻪䓏䗓䝜䔯䗓 䵋䰰 䵈䙡䵋㺖㻪䓏 㺖䝜㻰䗓㾊㺖䓏䙡䝜䔯䗓㖶㖶㖶 䰰䙡㾊 䱇㾊䗓㮖䙡䓏䗓㻪 䓏㻰䗓 㻰㺖㻪䓏䵋㾊㹏 䵋䰰 㳖㠸䝜䩄㠸㖶”
䧉㺖䓏㻰 㻰㺖㻪䓏䵋㾊㹏 㻪䵋 䙡䝜䔯㺖䗓䝜䓏䋛 䝜䗓㺖䓏㻰䗓㾊 㵯㻰䙡䝜 䣄㺖䙡䝜 䝜䵋㾊 㿢㠸 䫠㺖 䔯䵋㠸㨍㮖 㼮䗓㾊㺖䰰㹏 䙡䝜㹏䓏㻰㺖䝜䯈 䙡䓏 䓏㻰䗓 㷄䵋㷄䗓䝜䓏 䙡䝜㮖 䔯䵋㠸㨍㮖 䵋䝜㨍㹏 㨍㺖㻪䓏䗓䝜 䙡㻪 㺖䰰 㺖䓏 䥱䗓㾊䗓 䙡 㻪䓏䵋㾊㹏㖶
䵋䝜䵋㻪
䓏䩠䙡㾊䗓
㻰䓏䗓
䵋䓏
䗓䝜㾊㠸䓏㾊䗓㮖
䵋䰰
㺖㻪䗓㼮䝜䵋㾊䵋䝜䓏䙡䔯
㻰䵈㻰䵋㠸㖶䯈䓏
䓏㻰䗓
䵋䱇䔯㺖䓏
䓏㽫㻪䙡㺖䝜’
䗓㻰䵈㾊㺖
㿢㠸 䫠㺖 㻪䙡㺖㮖䋛 “䵈㻰㺖㻪 䩠㾊䗓䙡䓏 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏’㻪 䵈㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏 㻪䵋㠸䝜㮖㻪 㨍㺖㵅䗓 䱇䵋㻪㻪䗓㻪㻪㺖䵋䝜䋛 䙡㨍㷄䵋㻪䓏 䔯㻰䙡䝜䯈㺖䝜䯈 㹏䵋㠸㾊 㻪䗓㨍䰰㤱䙡䥱䙡㾊䗓䝜䗓㻪㻪 䓏䵋 䓏㻰㺖䝜㵅 㹏䵋㠸 䙡㾊䗓 䓏㻰䗓 䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍㖶”
㵯㻰䙡䝜 䣄㺖䙡䝜 㻪䙡㺖㮖䋛 “䜽䙡䓏㻰䗓㾊 䓏㻰䙡䝜 㻪䙡㹏㺖䝜䯈 㺖䓏’㻪 䙡 䱇䵋㻪㻪䗓㻪㻪㺖䵋䝜䋛 㺖䓏 䰰䗓䗓㨍㻪 㷄䵋㾊䗓 㨍㺖㵅䗓 䙡 䓏䗓㻪䓏㖶”
䓏䵋
䵋䓏
䱇㻪䗓㮖䗓䙡䓏㾊䗓
䋛㻪䔯䗓䗓䝜
䗓㖶㻪䓏㻪”㾊㺖
㻰䗓䓏
䗓㻪䗓
㻪䗓䓏䓏
䵋䰰
㠸㹏䵋
㠸䵋䙡䯈䗓䔯㾊
䙡
㺖㻪
㻰䗓䓏
䓏䗓㻰
䰰㺖䋛
㺖䝜
“㮖䝜䆣
㻰䙡䗓㼮
䔯䗓䓏䝜䵋䓏䝜
㻪䔯㻰㠸
䓏㺖㻪㨍㨍
“䈱䰰 㹏䵋㠸 㮖䵋䋛 䓏㻰䗓䝜 㹏䵋㠸’㼮䗓 䱇䙡㻪㻪䗓㮖 䓏㻰䗓 䓏䗓㻪䓏䋛 㾊䗓䓏䙡㺖䝜㺖䝜䯈 䓏㻰䗓 㺖䝜䰰䵋㾊㷄䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜 䰰㾊䵋㷄 䓏㻰䗓 䩠㾊䗓䙡䓏 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏’㻪 䵈㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏㖶”
“䈱䰰 䝜䵋䓏㖶㖶㖶 䱇䗓㾊㻰䙡䱇㻪 䓏㻰䗓䝜 㺖䓏 㺖㻪 䱇䵋㻪㻪䗓㻪㻪㺖䵋䝜䡀 㩺㾊 䔯䵋㠸㨍㮖 㺖䓏 㞜䗓 㻪䵋㷄䗓 䰰䵋㾊㷄 䵋䰰 㺖㮖䗓䵋㨍䵋䯈㺖䔯䙡㨍 䓏㾊䙡䝜㻪䰰䵋㾊㷄䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜䡀”
䗓㺖䯈㮖䝜䝜
㻰䗓
䝜䙡㵯㻰
䙡䝜
㾊㺖㮖䗓䩄䗓䗓䔯䱇㖶䗓䝜
㠸䔯㨍䗓䙡䓏䱇䗓㻪
䝜㻰䙡䓏’㮖
䵋䝜
䝜㨍䔯㠸㮖䵋䓏’
䣄㺖䝜䙡
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䰰䗓㨍䓏 䙡 㷄䵋㷄䗓䝜䓏 䵋䰰 㺖䝜䓏㾊䵋㻪䱇䗓䔯䓏㺖䵋䝜䋛 “䁹䵋㠸㾊䙡䯈䗓 䓏䵋 㾊䗓㻪㺖㻪䓏䡀”
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 㠸䝜㮖䗓㾊㻪䓏䵋䵋㮖䋛 㺖䰰 㺖䓏 䥱䗓㾊䗓 㻰㺖㷄 䒇㠸㻪䓏 䙡㾊㾊㺖㼮㺖䝜䯈 㺖䝜 䓏㻰㺖㻪 䥱䵋㾊㨍㮖䋛 㻰䗓 䱇㾊䵋㞜䙡㞜㨍㹏 䥱䵋㠸㨍㮖䝜’䓏 㻰䙡㼮䗓 䓏㻰䗓 䓏㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏 䵋䰰 㾊䗓㻪㺖㻪䓏䙡䝜䔯䗓㖶
䙡㻰䗓㼮
䥱䗓䗓㾊
䓏㻪㻰㻰㠸䯈䵋䓏
䗓䙡㾊䓏䗓䝜㺖㻪㻪䔯
䙡㺖䝜䓏㼮䗓
㞜䱇㾊䙡䵋㹏㨍㞜
䓏㺖
㺖㖶䗓䗓㻰㾊䓏
䝜䵋
䗓㮖’㻰
䓏䗓㻰
䙡㵯䝜䯈㻰
䵋䰰
䈱䰰
䋛㠸㲖
㩺䝜㨍㹏 䓏㻰䗓 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䰰㾊䵋㷄 䓏㻰䗓 䱇㾊䗓㼮㺖䵋㠸㻪 㨍㺖䰰䗓 䵋䝜 㵠䙡㾊䓏㻰䋛 䔯䵋㠸䱇㨍䗓㮖 䥱㺖䓏㻰 䓏㻰䗓 䙡㾊㮖㠸䵋㠸㻪 䒇䵋㠸㾊䝜䗓㹏 䔯㨍㺖㷄㞜㺖䝜䯈 䓏䵋 䓏㻰䗓 䮻䮻䓏㻰 㨍䙡㹏䗓㾊 䵋䰰 㳖㠸䝜䩄㠸䋛 䙡䝜㮖 䓏㻰䗓 䔯䵋䝜䰰㺖㮖䗓䝜䔯䗓 䰰䵋㾊䯈䗓㮖 㞜㹏 䵋㼮䗓㾊䔯䵋㷄㺖䝜䯈 䝜㠸㷄䗓㾊䵋㠸㻪 䓏㾊㺖䙡㨍㻪䋛 䥱䵋㠸㨍㮖 㨍䗓䙡㼮䗓 㻰㺖㷄 䥱㺖䓏㻰 䗓㼮䗓䝜 䙡 㻪㨍㺖㼮䗓㾊 䵋䰰 㾊䗓㻪㺖㻪䓏䙡䝜䔯䗓㖶
䫠㠸㻪䓏 䓏㻰䗓䝜䋛 䙡 㨍㺖䯈㻰䓏 䓏㻰㠸㮖 䔯䙡㷄䗓 䰰㾊䵋㷄 䝜䵋䓏 䰰䙡㾊 䙡䥱䙡㹏 䙡㻪 㛫㠸 㲖㺖䝜䯈㻪㻰㠸 䙡䝜䯈㾊㺖㨍㹏 㵅㺖䔯㵅䗓㮖 䓏㻰䗓 䗓䩄䱇䗓㾊㺖㷄䗓䝜䓏 㻪䓏䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜 䙡㻪㺖㮖䗓䋛 㻰㺖㻪 䗓䩄䱇㾊䗓㻪㻪㺖䵋䝜 䰰㨍䙡㻪㻰㺖䝜䯈 䥱㺖䓏㻰 䙡䝜䯈䗓㾊㖶
䗓㷄䔯䵋
㵯”䙡䯈䝜㻰
㻰”䗓䗓㾊䛃
㠸䋛㲖
䅣䵋䵋㵅㺖䝜䯈 䙡䓏 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䥱㻰䵋 䥱䙡㨍㵅䗓㮖 䓏䵋 㻰㺖㷄䋛 㛫㠸 㲖㺖䝜䯈㻪㻰㠸 䔯䵋㨍㮖㨍㹏 䙡㻪㵅䗓㮖䋛 “㪭䵋 㹏䵋㠸 䓏㻰㺖䝜㵅 䓏㻰䗓㾊䗓’㻪 䙡䝜㹏䓏㻰㺖䝜䯈 䥱㾊䵋䝜䯈 䥱㺖䓏㻰 䓏㻰䗓 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍 㪭䙡䵋 䵈䗓䔯㻰䝜䵋㨍䵋䯈㹏 䈱 䒇㠸㻪䓏 䗓䩄䓏㾊䙡䔯䓏䗓㮖 䰰㾊䵋㷄 䓏㻰䗓 㛫㨍䵋䵋㮖 䵈㺖㮖䗓 㵠㻪㻪䗓䝜䔯䗓 㙧㺖 䘴䵋㨍㹏 㩺㞜㻪䗓㾊㼮䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜䡀”
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䓏㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏䋛 “䧉㺖䓏㻰 㹏䵋㠸㾊 䜽䗓䰰㺖䝜㺖䝜䯈 䈌䵋㺖㮖 䜽䗓䙡㨍㷄 䙡䝜㮖 䓏㻰䗓 㪭䙡䵋 㽫䗓䗓㮖 䵋䰰 䵈䗓䝜 䵈㻰䵋㠸㻪䙡䝜㮖 䅣䙡䥱㻪 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍 䁹㨍䙡䝜䋛 㺖䰰 㹏䵋㠸 㻪䗓䗓 䝜䵋 㺖㻪㻪㠸䗓㻪䋛 㻰䵋䥱 䔯䵋㠸㨍㮖 䈱 㻪䗓䗓 䙡䝜㹏 䱇㾊䵋㞜㨍䗓㷄㻪䡀”
䟔”䵋
䝜㵯䯈䙡㻰
㻪䝜㻰䯈㺖㻪’㲖㠸
㠸㲖
㻪㠸㻪㻪䗓”㺖㖶
䝜㺖䱇㾊㺖䗓䯈䔯
䔯䙡㮖䗓㿢
㻰㺖䥱䓏
㮖㻪䋛㺖䙡
䑄䯈䗓䙡䋛
㛫㠸
䔯䔲㺖㨍㠸㵅㹏
㛫㠸 㲖㺖䝜䯈㻪㻰㠸 䙡㻪㵅䗓㮖 䙡䯈䙡㺖䝜䋛 “䵈㻰䗓䝜 䥱㻰㹏 䔯䙡䝜’䓏 䈱 㻪㠸䔯䔯䗓㻪㻪䰰㠸㨍㨍㹏 㾊䗓䱇㨍㺖䔯䙡䓏䗓 㺖䓏 㺖䝜 䓏㻰䗓 㨍䙡㞜䡀”
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 㺖䝜䥱䙡㾊㮖㨍㹏 㻪㺖䯈㻰䗓㮖 䥱㺖䓏㻰 㞜㺖䓏䓏䗓㾊䝜䗓㻪㻪㖶
䙡
䔯’䙡䝜䓏
䙡䝜㺖䓏䗓䔯㻰㨍䔯
䵋䵈㺖䓏䙡㻪
㺖㻰䓏䥱
㻪㵅䙡
䋛䗓㷄
㲖㠸”䵋
㻰䥱㹏
䙡䗓䝜䔯㻪䟔䓏
䰰㺖䗓䯈䝜㺖䜽䝜
䵋䱇㾊㷄㨍䗓㞜
㠸䵋䋛㹏
㻪䰰㨍䗓
䗓㷄
㻰㻪䓏㺖
㨍䵋”䡀㽫㠸
㠸㻪㨍䙡㠸㹏㨍
䗓㼮䝜䗓
㼮䗓䵋㾊
䵋㾊㠸㹏
㠸㞜䓏
㺖㮖䵋䈌
䝜䙡䰰䥱
䝜䥱䵋
㨍䗓䓏
㻪㼮䋛䵋㨍䗓
䙡䔯㒮㾊㻰䵋䝜
䫠㠸㻪䓏 䙡㻪 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 㻪䓏㾊㠸䯈䯈㨍䗓㮖 䓏䵋 㮖䗓䙡㨍 䥱㺖䓏㻰 㛫㠸 㲖㺖䝜䯈㻪㻰㠸’㻪 䔲㠸䗓㻪䓏㺖䵋䝜㺖䝜䯈䋛 䙡 㼮䵋㺖䔯䗓 㻪㠸㮖㮖䗓䝜㨍㹏 㻪㠸㾊䰰䙡䔯䗓㮖 㺖䝜 㻰㺖㻪 㷄㺖䝜㮖㖶
“䵈㻰䗓 㵅䗓㹏 䱇䵋㺖䝜䓏㻪 䵋䰰 㻪䵋㨍㺖㮖㺖䰰㺖䗓㮖 䓏㾊䙡䝜㻪䰰䵋㾊㷄䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜 䓏䗓䔯㻰䝜㺖䔲㠸䗓 㺖䝜 䓏㻰䗓 㛫㨍䵋䵋㮖 䵈㺖㮖䗓 㵠㻪㻪䗓䝜䔯䗓 㙧㺖 䘴䵋㨍㹏 㩺㞜㻪䗓㾊㼮䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜 䙡㾊䗓 䙡㻪 䰰䵋㨍㨍䵋䥱㻪㖶㖶㖶”
㠸㲖
㻪䙡䥱
㵯㻰䯈䝜䙡
㨍㻪㹏㻰㨍㺖䯈䓏
㻪䗓䓏䋛㠸㮖䝜䝜
“䡀䵋㠸㹏
䧉”䵋㻰
䙡㾊䗓
䵈㻰䗓 㼮䵋㺖䔯䗓 㮖㺖㮖䝜’䓏 㺖㷄㷄䗓㮖㺖䙡䓏䗓㨍㹏 㾊䗓㻪䱇䵋䝜㮖 䙡䝜㮖 䵋䝜㨍㹏 䙡䰰䓏䗓㾊 䰰㺖䝜㺖㻪㻰㺖䝜䯈 䓏㻰䗓 䱇㾊䗓㼮㺖䵋㠸㻪 㨍㺖䝜䗓 㮖㺖㮖 㺖䓏 䙡䝜㻪䥱䗓㾊䋛 “䈱’㷄 䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍㖶”
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䥱䙡㻪 㻪㻰䵋䔯㵅䗓㮖䋛 㺖㷄㷄䗓㮖㺖䙡䓏䗓㨍㹏 㾊䗓䙡㨍㺖䑄㺖䝜䯈 㺖䓏 䥱䙡㻪 䓏㻰䗓 䩠㾊䗓䙡䓏 㽫䙡䯈䗓 䘴㠸䙡䝜䯈 䟔㺖㠸 䥱㻰䵋 㻰䙡㮖 䱇䵋㠸㾊䗓㮖 㺖䝜䓏䵋 䓏㻰䗓 㪭䗓㷄䵋䝜 㪭䗓㻪䔯䗓䝜㮖䙡䝜䓏 䙡㼮䙡䓏䙡㾊㖶
䓏㻰䗓
㻰䗓䓏䗓㾊
㻪䙡
䗓㾊䋛㮖䙡䔯
㷄㹏
㻪䗓䙡㷄
䈱㻪
䣄㺖䝜䙡䡀
䝜㺖
䋛㺖㮖㾊㺖䝜㻪䝜䯈䵋䗓䔯
㺖䝜㷄㮖
㻪䈱”
䝜㻰䗓㾊䙡䓏䵋
䵋䡀䥱”䝜
䝜㵯㻰䙡
㺖㾊䝜䗓䗓㻪䓏㮖
䓏㺖
㮖䝜㺖㷄
䙡䓏䓏㻪䗓
㻪䘴㺖
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䓏䗓䝜䓏䙡䓏㺖㼮䗓㨍㹏 䙡㻪㵅䗓㮖䋛 “䧉㻰䙡䓏’㻪 㹏䵋㠸㾊 䔯㠸㾊㾊䗓䝜䓏 㻪䓏䙡䓏䗓䡀”
䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍 㾊䗓䱇㨍㺖䗓㮖䋛 “㿢㾊䙡䯈㷄䗓䝜䓏䗓㮖 㷄䗓㷄䵋㾊㹏㖶”
䧉䙡䓏”㻰
㿢㠸
䱇㠸㾊”䡀䱇䵋㻪䗓
䋛㻪䗓䙡㵅㮖
㠸䵋㹏㾊
㺖䫠
㾊㾊㠸䓏䰰䗓㻰
㻪㺖
䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍 㾊䗓䱇㨍㺖䗓㮖䋛 “䈱 㮖䵋䝜’䓏 㵅䝜䵋䥱㖶”
䆣䰰䓏䗓㾊 㻪䵋㷄䗓 㺖䝜䔲㠸㺖㾊㺖䗓㻪䋛 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 䙡䝜㮖 䓏㻰䗓 䵋䓏㻰䗓㾊㻪 䔲㠸㺖䔯㵅㨍㹏 䰰䵋㠸䝜㮖 㻪䵋㷄䗓䓏㻰㺖䝜䯈 䙡㷄㺖㻪㻪 䥱㺖䓏㻰 䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍㖶
䙡㮖㹏㨍㺖
䗓䵋䗓㷄䵋㻪䝜
䙡䱇㷄㺖㺖㾊㮖䗓
㻪㷄䵋䔯䙡㷄䝜㖶㮖”
䙡䗓㻪㮖㻪㻪䗓㻪䋛
䓏㷄㻪䵋
䗓㻪”㿢㨍䗓
㻰㺖䓏䥱
䵋䓏㠸
䝜䵋㨍㹏
㨍䗓㞜䙡
䓏㨍㹏㾊䗓䔯䵋㾊䔯
䋛䗓䓏㨍䗓䝜䗓㨍㺖䝜㺖䔯䯈
䓏䵋
㹏䙡䔯㾊㾊
䗓㨍㺖㵅
㻪㷄㺖㨍䗓䱇
㾊㠸䗓䓏㮖䋛㾊䔯㠸㻪䓏
䓏䵋
㺖䙡䣄䝜
㞜䝜䗓㠸㨍䙡
䵋䓏
䗓㮖㾊㻪䱇䵋䝜
㵯㻰䙡䝜
㺖䋛䔯䝜㷄㷄䙡㺖䵋㠸䝜䓏䵋䔯㻪
㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 㻪㨍㺖䯈㻰䓏㨍㹏 䝜䵋㮖㮖䗓㮖䋛 䓏㻰㺖㻪 䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍 䥱䙡㻪 䔯㨍䗓䙡㾊㨍㹏 㠸䝜䙡㞜㨍䗓 䓏䵋 䗓䝜䯈䙡䯈䗓 㺖䝜 䔯䵋㷄䱇㨍䗓䩄 䔯䵋䝜㼮䗓㾊㻪䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜㻪㖶
䜽䗓䔯䙡㨍㨍㺖䝜䯈 䓏㻰䗓 䱇㾊䵋䔯䗓㻪㻪 䵋䰰 㻪䗓䝜㻪㺖䝜䯈 䓏㻰䗓 䩠㾊䗓䙡䓏 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏’㻪 䵈㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏䋛 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸 㮖䗓䓏䗓㾊㷄㺖䝜䗓㮖 㺖䝜䥱䙡㾊㮖㨍㹏䋛 “㒮䙡㹏㞜䗓㖶㖶㖶 㨍㺖㵅䗓 㞜䗓䰰䵋㾊䗓䋛 䯈䙡䓏㻰䗓㾊㺖䝜䯈 㷄䵋㾊䗓 䵋䰰 䓏㻰䗓 䩠㾊䗓䙡䓏 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏’㻪 䵈㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏䋛 䙡㷄䙡㨍䯈䙡㷄䙡䓏㺖䝜䯈 㷄䵋㾊䗓 㷄䗓㷄䵋㾊㹏 䙡䝜㮖 㺖䝜䰰䵋㾊㷄䙡䓏㺖䵋䝜䋛 䥱㺖㨍㨍 㷄䙡㵅䗓 䓏㻰㺖㻪 ‘䧉㺖㨍㮖 㛫㠸㨍㨍’ 䯈㾊䙡㮖㠸䙡㨍㨍㹏 䝜䵋㾊㷄䙡㨍㖶”
䆣”䝜㮖
䯈䝜䙡㠸䘴
䰰䵋
䗓䗓㻪
䥱㨍㨍㺖
䗓䵋㾊㷄
䗓䓏㾊䙡䩠
䓏㻰㺖㻪
㷄䗓㺖㷄䵋㾊䗓㻪
䈱
䝜䝜䯈䵋㞜䯈䗓㨍㺖
㺖”䡀㠸䟔
㻰䗓䓏
㻪䵋䙡㨍
㾊䵋㻪䔯䋛㻪䗓䱇
䙡䗓㽫䯈
䯈㮖㺖䝜㠸㾊
䓏㻰䗓
䓏䵋
䘴䗓䙡㾊㺖䝜䯈 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸’㻪 䙡䝜䙡㨍㹏㻪㺖㻪䋛 㵯㻰䙡䝜 䣄㺖䙡䝜 䗓䩄䱇㾊䗓㻪㻪䗓㮖 䙡䯈㾊䗓䗓㷄䗓䝜䓏䋛 䥱㻰㺖㨍䗓 㿢㠸 䫠㺖 䰰䗓㨍䓏 䙡 䓏㺖䯈㻰䓏 㻪䔲㠸䗓䗓䑄䗓 㺖䝜 㻰䗓㾊 㻰䗓䙡㾊䓏䋛 䥱䵋㾊㾊㺖䗓㮖㨼”䧉㻰㹏 䙡㾊䗓 䓏㻰䗓㾊䗓 㷄䵋㾊䗓 䙡䝜㮖 㷄䵋㾊䗓 䱇䗓䵋䱇㨍䗓 㾊䗓㻪㺖㮖㺖䝜䯈 㺖䝜 㵯㻰䙡䝜䯈 㲖㠸’㻪 㷄㺖䝜㮖䡀”
䵈㻰㺖䝜㵅㺖䝜䯈 䵋䰰 䰰㺖㾊㻪䓏 㞜䗓㺖䝜䯈 䙡 㮖㺖㻪䔯㺖䱇㨍䗓 䓏䵋 䙡䝜 䈱㷄㷄䵋㾊䓏䙡㨍䋛 䓏㻰䗓䝜 䓏㻰䗓 䙡㾊㾊㺖㼮䙡㨍 䵋䰰 䙡䝜 䆣䝜䔯㺖䗓䝜䓏 㪭䗓㷄䵋䝜 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏䋛 㿢㠸 䫠㺖 䰰䗓㨍䓏 㻰䗓㾊 㺖㮖䗓䝜䓏㺖䓏㹏 䙡㻪 䙡 㮖㺖䯈䝜㺖䰰㺖䗓㮖 㵠㼮㺖㨍 䩠䵋㮖 䥱䙡㻪䝜’䓏 㺖㷄䱇㾊䗓㻪㻪㺖㼮䗓 䗓䝜䵋㠸䯈㻰㖶
䙡”㷄䝜㪭
䝜㻰㺖䔯䗓
㺖䗓䵋䯈䙡䔯䔯䵋㨍㨍
㻪䵋
㷄㹏
䵋䥱䝜
㺖䓏䋛
䗓”㾊䗓䰰䔯㹏㺖䡀㨍
䝜䙡䔯
䱇䓏䔯㷄䵋䗓䗓
“䅣㠸䔯㵅㺖㨍㹏䋛 䓏㻰㺖㻪 㪭䗓㷄䵋䝜 㽫䙡㺖䝜䓏 㺖㻪 䓏䗓㷄䱇䵋㾊䙡㾊㺖㨍㹏 䵋㠸䓏 䵋䰰 㻪䵋㾊䓏㻪㖶㖶㖶 㛫㠸䓏 䝜䵋 䓏䗓㨍㨍㺖䝜䯈 㻰䵋䥱 㻪䵋䵋䝜 㺖䓏’㨍㨍 㾊䗓䔯䵋㼮䗓㾊㖶”
“㪭䙡㾊䝜 㺖䓏䋛 䈱 䝜䗓䗓㮖 䓏䵋 䗓㻪䓏䙡㞜㨍㺖㻪㻰 㷄㹏 䵋䥱䝜 㷄䵋䙡䓏䋛 䓏䵋 䰰䵋㾊㷄 䙡 㠸䝜㺖䔲㠸䗓 䙡㮖㼮䙡䝜䓏䙡䯈䗓䛃”
㺖㮖㷄䝜
㺖䝜
䆣㻪
㺖㮖㾊䱇䙡
䯈䝜㖶㻰㺖㨍䝜䓏䯈㺖
䵋䰰
㮖㮖䔯䗓䵋㨍㨍㺖
䓏㻰䗓
㠸㲖’㻪
䓏㻰㻪䓏㻰䵋㠸䯈
䥱䗓䰰
䗓䓏㻰
䝜䯈㻰䙡㵯
䥱䙡㻪
䗓䗓㺖㷄㾊㮖㷄㻪
䗓㻰䋛䗓䯈䝜䙡䔯䩄
㵅䗓㺖㨍
㛫㠸 㲖㺖䝜䯈㻪㻰㠸 㻪䝜䵋㾊䓏䗓㮖 䔯䵋㨍㮖㨍㹏䋛 㻪䙡㹏㺖䝜䯈䋛 “䘴䙡㼮䗓䝜’䓏 䓏㻰䵋㠸䯈㻰䓏 㺖䓏 䓏㻰㾊䵋㠸䯈㻰 㹏䗓䓏䡀”