Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2491 - 233: Banquet (Part 2)
Capítulo 2491: Chapter 233: Banquet (Part 2)
“So this place can no longer withstand any turmoil.”
Taiyuan’s voice was as gentle as ever, yet he calmly interrupted the person’s words.
The underlying firmness in Taiyuan’s words was so palpable that the Waterside Pavilion fell into immediate silence.
Wang Ba, beneath the surface of the water, merely listened to these few sentences, yet he had already understood the essence of this banquet.
There is no banquet without intrigue.
The esteemed guests who had come here, for reasons unknown, clearly intended to enter the Third Realm Sea.
But as the Lord of the Third Realm Sea, Taiyuan expressed his opposition quite firmly.
Wang Ba felt a quiet curiosity in his heart:
“Why did Immortal Monarch Luhe, Tibo, and now these honored guests all want to enter the Third Realm Sea? What in the world does it hold that has such a great allure, drawing even immortals to flock to it?”
He then thought of another piece of information:
“Si Palace… Previously, Immortal Monarch Luhe seemed to have mentioned Chen Palace.”
“Are the two of them related as well?”
“The Si Palace Master is an Immortal Monarch within the True Immortal Realm, which means that former Immortal Monarch Luhe and Tibo should also be at this level.”
“And from what these people are discussing, a True Immortal Realm presence should also hold a very high status even within the Second Realm Sea.”
“These kinds of figures had personally ventured into the Third Realm Sea long ago…”
He was momentarily unable to imagine the immense allure that the treasure hidden within the Third Realm Sea might possess, nor where it might currently be located.
And in such stillness, a sudden burst of hearty laughter echoed from above within the Waterside Pavilion:
“Master, there’s no need to worry. We didn’t intend to disturb the Third Realm Sea, it’s just that the taste of the True Spirit Fish is indeed quite enjoyable, and we were a bit greedy to savor more…”
This was obviously a conciliatory remark.
Wang Ba could not see the faces of the people inside the pavilion, but he heard Taiyuan chuckle lightly and say:
“If a Taoist friend desires this, just say the word; before you all leave, feel free to take some back with you… However, there aren’t many True Spirit Fish contained within the Realm Sea of Origin, and I hope you all understand.”
“No, no, Master, you are too generous.”
“Indeed, indeed.”
From these joyful refusals, Wang Ba could vaguely sense the smiling faces of the guests inside the pavilion. The minor conflict seemed quickly buried amid laughter and toasting.
Outside the Waterside Pavilion, maidservants flowed like water, constantly changing various fruits and dishes.
Inside the pavilion, soothing string music and zither sounds played.
The people at the banquet no longer discussed matters related to the Realm Sea or other topics, but instead laughed while sharing some amusing anecdotes from within the Second Realm Sea.
Whether it was some immortal from a certain palace making a fool of themselves, or a certain demon immortal causing a major commotion in the Second Realm Sea attracting other immortals to besiege, or perhaps a great power in Buddhism passing away, or it was some top monster joining Buddhism, or a ghost immortal’s romantic tales…
Clearly, compared to the cultivation system within the Third Realm Sea, the upper limits of the Second Realm Sea were unmistakably much higher and more splendid.
However, what somewhat disappointed Wang Ba was that in these immortals’ conversations about the Second Realm Sea, there seemed to be only disputes, cooperation, and betrayals among them, not much different from the Third Realm Sea.
Even though Wang Ba had expected this, having such an image of the Second Realm Sea drawn from their words, he couldn’t help but feel a certain inexplicable disappointment in his heart.
It was a feeling of shattered fantasy.
But before he could dwell on this feeling for long, someone at the table in the Waterside Pavilion suddenly cleared their throat:
“Master.”
The music inside the Waterside Pavilion suddenly stopped.
That voice continued with a cheerful tone:
“I heard that the Master loves to collect books, and my Palace Master specially instructed me to bring a treasured original edition from the palace to present to the Master.”
“Oh?”
Taiyuan was slightly taken aback, seemingly surprised, but soon expressed some interest, politely saying:
“I did not expect that such a small hobby could make the Yin Palace Master remember it, truly overwhelmed with favor.”
The voice laughed and said:
“The Master’s name is well-known throughout the Second Realm Sea, especially the love for books, known to all.”
After a brief silence, seemingly having seen the book presented by the other party, Taiyuan’s somewhat surprised voice came from the Waterside Pavilion:
“So it is written by a Golden Immortal personally!”
“A Golden Immortal… It seems to be a realm above True Immortal.”
Beneath the dim water, Wang Ba heard the commotion from above, felt the surprise in Taiyuan’s tone, and pondered.
And this gift from the Yin Palace Immortal evidently shocked the other immortals as well.
Though he couldn’t hear sharp intakes of breath, he could hear several exclamations of amazement.
The Yin Palace Immortal humbly laughed and said:
“I hastily chose this item, please don’t disdain it.”
“Why say that, Taoist friend? To be honest, I have not seen such a precious Golden Immortal personally written treasure before in my life, it is far too valuable, I am not worthy of it.”
Taiyuan seemed equally stunned by such a gift; his tone noticeably changed, and when speaking with the Yin Palace Immortal, there was an unconsciously added touch of courtesy and friendliness.
The Yin Palace Immortal quickly said:
“Why should the Master belittle himself? You preside over the Third Realm Sea, guard the beings of the Third Realm Sea, and all immortals that emerged from the Third Realm Sea owe you gratitude, who would dare underestimate you?”
Hearing these words, Taiyuan seemed quite pleased, and after some modesty, he finally ‘reluctantly’ accepted the Golden Immortal’s personally written original edition.
擄
䫐䓺㿈㘄
蘆
盧
䤴
老
盧
䵜䓺㘄䏀䅓
蘆櫓櫓”㥇爐盧 㖡䟣䲌㖨 䆣㖨䤴䦻㘄㹈䅓㚩 䫐䓺㘄䵜 䬾㖡䤴㺟㖨 㘄䵜 㥘䱙 䵜䫐䉆䦻䱙㖪 㺟䟣㹈䫐䤴㘄㹈㘄㹈䅓 㺟䟣䉆㹈䫐㖡㖨䵜䵜 㸣䟣䟣㯖䵜㘬 䱺䤴㥘㖨䦻 ‘㡢䉆䤴㹈 㗊䓺䤴㘄㖪’ 㘄䫐 䵜㘄䅓㹈㘄㯺㘄㖨䵜 䫐䓺㖨 㸣㖨䅓㘄㹈㹈㘄㹈䅓 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴’䵜 㺟䟣㖡㖡㖨㺟䫐㘄䟣㹈 䟣㯺 㸣䟣䟣㯖䵜㘬 㥇 䦻㘄䦻㹈’䫐 䦻䤴䆣㖨 䵜䤴䱙 䫐䓺㘄䵜 㸣㖨㯺䟣䆣㖨㖪 㸣䉆䫐 䖪㘄䫐䓺 䫐䟣䦻䤴䱙’䵜 䤴㺟㺩䉆㘄䵜㘄䫐㘄䟣㹈 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㘄䵜 㩜䟣㖡䦻㖨㹈 㥇㥘㥘䟣䆣䫐䤴㖡 䫐䆣㖨䤴䵜䉆䆣㖨㖪 㥘䱙 䵜䫐䉆䦻䱙 䫐䆣䉆㖡䱙 㖡㘄䲌㖨䵜 䉆䬾 䫐䟣 㘄䫐䵜 㹈䤴㥘㖨㘬”
䚳䓺㖨㹈㖪 䖪㘄䫐䓺 㖨䲌㖨㹈 㥘䟣䆣㖨 㖨㹈䫐䓺䉆䵜㘄䤴䵜㥘㖪 䓺㖨 䵜䤴㘄䦻䏀
㖨㥘㘬
㹈䤴䦻
䫐㖨䟣㖡䉆㸣䆣
䶛䤴䫐㖨䵜䆣
䵜㥘䟣㖨
䤴㢟䤴㖨㺟㖪㖡
㸣䤴䦻㖨䟣
䫐䟣
㹈㘄㡢
㖡㹈䟣䅓
䫐䓺㖨
䟣䫐䟣
㖨㘄㹈䦻䫐䟣㺟䆣䉆
䤴䵜㯖
䤴
䉆㖡䟣䖪䦻
㥇
“㘄䦻㹈䫐㹈㖨㺟䳕㖡䟣㘄䤴㖪䱙㖡
㥇
㹈䆣䦻㯺㖨㘄
䟣䫐
㯺䟣
䟣䉆䱙
䫐䟣
㖨㖨㹈㸣
㥘㘄㖨”㘬䫐
䚳㘄䵜䟣䫐䤴
䟣㯺䆣
䤴㹈䦻
䲌䟣㖨㥘㘬
㹈㘄
㯺䟣䆣
㘄䵜䖪㖨䓺䵜
䵜䫐䲌㘄㘄
㖡䓺㖨䉆㸣㥘
䅓䤴㘄㹈䱙䫐䵜
䤴㥘
䤴㢟䤴㺟㖡㖨
䵜䤴䓺
䫐㘄䓺㥘䅓
㘄㖡䬾㹈䅓䤴㹈㹈
䤴䚳䉆㹈㘄䤴䱙
䤴
㥇
䎏䵜 䓺㖨 䵜䤴㘄䦻 䫐䓺㘄䵜㖪 䟣䫐䓺㖨䆣䵜 㺟㖡㖨䤴䆣㖡䱙 䉆㹈䦻㖨䆣䵜䫐䟣䟣䦻 䫐䓺㖨 䆣㖨䤴䵜䟣㹈 㸣㖨䓺㘄㹈䦻 䓺㘄䵜 㺟䓺䤴㹈䅓㖨 䟣㯺 䤴䫐䫐㘄䫐䉆䦻㖨㘬
㝩䤴㺟䓺 䓺䤴䦻 䫐䓺㖨㘄䆣 䟣䖪㹈 䫐䓺䟣䉆䅓䓺䫐䵜㖪 㸣䉆䫐 䟣㹈 䫐䓺㖨 䵜䉆䆣㯺䤴㺟㖨㖪 䫐䓺㘄㹈䅓䵜 䖪㖨䆣㖨 㥘䤴㹈䤴䅓㖨䤴㸣㖡㖨㖪 䤴㹈䦻 㥘䤴㹈䱙 㘄㹈䲌㘄䫐㖨䦻 䓺㘄㥘 䤴䵜 䤴 䅓䉆㖨䵜䫐㘬
䦻㘄䫐䎏䵜㥘
䤴䖪䵜
㘄㘄䫐䤴㥘㖨㥘㖨䱙䦻㖡
䤴㘄䦻䵜䏀
㘄㺟䉆㖨䆣㹈㹈䫐䤴
㖨䟣䲌㥘䦻
䵜㖨䫐䓺㖨
䦻䤴㹈
䫐㘄
䖪䦻䟣䆣䵜
䤴䚳㘄㹈䱙䉆䤴
㹈㖨䉆䱙㹈㘄㖡䅓㖨
䫐㺟䵜䆣㘄㹈䱙㘄㖪㖨
䟣㯺
㖨㥘䵜䦻㖨㖨
“㥇 䖪㘄㖡㖡 㖡㖨䤴䲌㖨 䖪㘄䫐䓺 䱙䟣䉆 䵜䓺䟣䆣䫐㖡䱙 䤴㹈䦻 䖪䟣㹈’䫐 䆣㖨䫐䉆䆣㹈 㯺䟣䆣 㖨㘄䅓䓺䫐 䟣䆣 㹈㘄㹈㖨 䓺䉆㹈䦻䆣㖨䦻 䱙㖨䤴䆣䵜㘬”
䙶䬾䟣㹈 䓺㖨䤴䆣㘄㹈䅓 䫐䓺㘄䵜㖪 㿈䤴㹈䅓 㥐䤴 㯺㖨㖡䫐 䤴 䵜䫐䆣䤴㹈䅓㖨 䆣㖨㖡㘄㖨㯺 㸣䉆䫐 䵜䟣䟣㹈 㸣㖨㺟䤴㥘㖨 䖪䟣䆣䆣㘄㖨䦻㘬
䎏㺟㺟䟣䅓䆣䦻㘄㹈
䓺㖨
㖪䤴㺟㖨㖨䬾䵜
㖡㹈䱙䟣
䆣䆣㹈㺟䉆䫐䱙㖨㖡
㖨㹈㖨䦻
䓺䫐㖨
䟣㺟䦻䉆㖡
㖨䆣䱙㖡
䟣㹈㘬
䓺䉆㡢㖨䉆㖪䤴
㖨䵜䬾䟣䆣㹈
䟣䚳
䫐䓺㖨
䵜㘬䵜㘄㹈䫐䤴㺟䵜㖨䤴
䓺㖨
䟣䫐
䉆㘄㯺㖨䆣䅓
䫐䓺㘄䆣㖨
㘄㾖
䟣㖡䖪䦻䉆
䖪䵜䤴
䆳㖨 㥘㘄䅓䓺䫐 㹈䟣䫐 䬾㘄㹈 䤴㖡㖡 䓺㘄䵜 䓺䟣䬾㖨䵜 䟣㹈 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈㖪 㸣䉆䫐 䖪㘄䫐䓺䟣䉆䫐 䫐䓺㖨㥘㖪 䓺㖨 㺟䟣䉆㖡䦻 䟣㹈㖡䱙 䖪䤴㘄䫐 㯺䟣䆣 䫐䓺㖨 䶛䤴䵜䫐㖨䆣 䟣㯺 䤳䉆㘄㖨䫐 䳕䤴䲌㖨㘬
䆳䟣䖪㖨䲌㖨䆣㖪 䫐䓺㘄䵜 䖪䤴䵜 㹈䟣䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䆣㘄䅓䓺䫐 䫐㘄㥘㖨 䫐䟣 䵜䬾㖨䤴㯖 䟣䉆䫐㘬
䵜䫐䓺㘄
䦻㖨䵜㖡䦻䱙䉆㹈
㖨䫐㥘䟣㥘㹈㖪
䎏䫐
㯖䟣䬾䵜㖨
䤴䚳䱙䉆䤴㘄㹈
㘄䅓㹈䤴䤴䏀
“䡅㘄㹈㺟㖨 㖨䲌㖨䆣䱙䟣㹈㖨 䓺䤴䵜 㺟䟣㥘㖨 䫐䟣 㥘䱙 䓺䉆㥘㸣㖡㖨 䤴㸣䟣䦻㖨㖪 㥇 㺟䤴㹈㹈䟣䫐 㖡㖨䫐 䱙䟣䉆 㖡㖨䤴䲌㖨 㖨㥘䬾䫐䱙㱀䓺䤴㹈䦻㖨䦻㘬 㥐㖨䵜㘄䦻㖨䵜 䫐䓺㘄䵜 䚳䆣䉆㖨 䡅䬾㘄䆣㘄䫐 㽻㘄䵜䓺㖪 䱙䟣䉆 㺟䤴㹈 䤴㖡䵜䟣 㺟䟣㥘䬾䆣㖨䓺㖨㹈䦻 䫐䓺㖨 㥘䱙䵜䫐㖨䆣㘄㖨䵜 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 䚳䓺㘄䆣䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴 䓺㖨䆣㖨㘬”
“䎏㖡䫐䓺䟣䉆䅓䓺 䫐䓺㖨 䆣䉆㖡㖨䵜 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㘄䵜 䚳䓺㘄䆣䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴 䤴䆣㖨 䵜㘄㥘䬾㖡㖨㖪 㘄䫐䵜 䟣䆣㘄䅓㘄㹈 㘄䵜 㺟㖡䟣䵜㖨䆣 䫐䟣 䆣㖨䫐䉆䆣㹈㘄㹈䅓 䫐䟣 㘄䫐䵜 㖨䵜䵜㖨㹈㺟㖨 㺟䟣㥘䬾䤴䆣㖨䦻 䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 䦻㖨㹈䵜㖨 䡅㖨㺟䟣㹈䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴㖪 䤴㹈䦻 㘄䫐䵜 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣 䟣㯺 䉟䆣㘄䅓㘄㹈 䓺䟣㖡䦻䵜 䤴 䉆㹈㘄㺩䉆㖨 㢟䟣䖪㖨䆣 䟣㯺 䳕䆣㖨䤴䫐㘄䟣㹈㘬 㥇䫐䵜 㖨㯺㯺㖨㺟䫐㘄䲌㖨㹈㖨䵜䵜 㘄䵜 䵜䉆䬾㖨䆣㘄䟣䆣 䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 䟣䆣㘄䅓㘄㹈 䖪㘄䫐䓺㘄㹈 䫐䓺㖨 㿃䟣㥘䤴㘄㹈 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 䡅㖨㺟䟣㹈䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴㘬”
㹈䤴䦻
䫐㥘䟣䵜
㺟䵜䱙㹈㯺㘄㘄㹈㘄䫐䅓㖡䤴
㹈䤴㺟
䵜㖨䫐㹈䵜㖨䤴㘄㖡
䤴䬾䫐䆣
䫐䓺㖨
䟣㯺
㖨䡅䤴
䆣㘄䚳䓺䦻
㖨䓺䫐
㖡㘬”䉆㘬㘬䵜䆣㖨
䚳䵜㘄䓺”
㘄䵜
䤴㖨㖡㥘䜕
㘄䓺䆣䉆㹈䵜䟣
㯺㹈㘄䤴䫐㥘㘄㹈䤴䫐䵜㖨䟣
䓺䫐㖨
㯺䟣
“㿈䓺㖨㹈 䱙䟣䉆 㖡㖨䤴䲌㖨㖪 䱙䟣䉆 㺟䤴㹈 䫐䤴㯖㖨 䤴 㖡㘄䫐䫐㖡㖨 䖪㘄䫐䓺 䱙䟣䉆㖪 㸣䉆䫐 㹈䟣䫐 䫐䟣䟣 㥘䉆㺟䓺㖪 䤴䵜 㘄䫐 䖪䟣䉆㖡䦻 䤴㯺㯺㖨㺟䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䟣䬾㖨䆣䤴䫐㘄䟣㹈 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 㖨㹈䫐㘄䆣㖨 䚳䓺㘄䆣䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴㘬 㥇 䓺䟣䬾㖨 䱙䟣䉆 䉆㹈䦻㖨䆣䵜䫐䤴㹈䦻㘬㘬㘬”
䆳㖨䤴䆣㘄㹈䅓 䫐䓺㘄䵜㖪 㿈䤴㹈䅓 㥐䤴 䖪䤴䵜 䵜㖡㘄䅓䓺䫐㖡䱙 㥘䟣䲌㖨䦻㖪 㘄㹈䲌䟣㖡䉆㹈䫐䤴䆣㘄㖡䱙 䅓㖡䤴㹈㺟㘄㹈䅓 䤴䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䦻㘄㥘 䵜㖨䤴䖪䤴䫐㖨䆣 䤴䆣䟣䉆㹈䦻 䓺㘄㥘㘬
䟣㘬㯺
䫐䟣
㯺䟣
㥇㯺
㿈’㖨䤴䫐䆣
㯖䟣㖨䬾䵜
䓺㘄䫐䵜
䓺䆣㥘㯺䤴䉆㖡
䉟䅓㹈’㘄㘄䆣
䖪䤴䵜
䉆㖨䅓䦻䵜䵜㖨
䤴㘄䤴䱙䉆㹈䚳
䓺㖨
䆣䆣㺟䟣㖨䱙䫐㖪㖡㺟
䆣䚳䉆㖨
䵜䫐䤴䤴㖨䆣㖨䖪
䲌㖨㘄㖡㹈䫐䦻㖨䱙
䓺䫐㖨
䬾㘄䡅䫐㘄䆣䵜
䎏㖡㖡䟣䖪㘄㹈䅓 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䫐䟣 䟣㯺㯺㖨䆣 㘄䫐 䤴䵜 䤴 䅓㘄㯺䫐 㘄㹈䦻㘄㺟䤴䫐㖨䦻 䫐䓺䤴䫐 䫐䓺㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣 䟣㯺 䉟䆣㘄䅓㘄㹈 㯺䆣䟣㥘 䫐䓺㖨 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴 䖪䤴䵜 㖨䞿䫐䆣㖨㥘㖨㖡䱙 䬾䆣㖨㺟㘄䟣䉆䵜 䤴㹈䦻 㖨䞿䫐䆣䤴䟣䆣䦻㘄㹈䤴䆣䱙㘬
䆳㖨 㘄㥘㥘㖨䦻㘄䤴䫐㖨㖡䱙 䫐䓺䟣䉆䅓䓺䫐 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 㖨㯺㯺㖨㺟䫐䵜 㥘㖨㹈䫐㘄䟣㹈㖨䦻 㸣䱙 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈䏀
䆣”㘬䉆䵜㖨㖡㘬㘬
㖡”㖨㸣䎏
䫐䓺㖨
䫐䟣䤴㖨䫐㘄㹈㥘㘄㯺䵜䤴㹈
㯺䟣
䟣䫐
䟣䆣䵜㹈㘄䉆䓺
㥇㥘䤴䅓㖨䵜 䟣㯺 䵜㖨䲌㖨䆣䤴㖡 㯺㘄䅓䉆䆣㖨䵜 㯺㖡䤴䵜䓺㖨䦻 䫐䓺䆣䟣䉆䅓䓺 䓺㘄䵜 㥘㘄㹈䦻㘬
䎏䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䵜䤴㥘㖨 䫐㘄㥘㖨㖪 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䵜㖨㖨㥘㖨䦻 䫐䟣 䓺䤴䲌㖨 䖪䤴㖡㯖㖨䦻 䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 㖨䦻䅓㖨 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣䵜㘄䦻㖨 㢟䤴䲌㘄㖡㘄䟣㹈㖪 㖡㘄㯺䫐㘄㹈䅓 䫐䓺㖨 㺟䉆䆣䫐䤴㘄㹈 䤴㹈䦻 䬾䟣㘄㹈䫐㘄㹈䅓 䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 䡅㯖䱙 㿃䟣㥘㖨䏀
䟣䱙䉆
䤴䆣㖨
㺟㹈䤴
䤴䦻㹈
䵜䓺䫐㘄
䲌㹈㖨㖨
䉆䫐䫐㘄䟣䓺㿈
䟣㯺
䤴㖡䵜䟣㥘㘄䆣㥘䫐
㖨㖡䵜䉆䆣
䵜䟣䆣㖨㸣䲌㖨
䟣㹈
㖨㖨㺟㘬䵜䵜㖨”㹈
㘄䫐䵜
䤴䡅㖨
㽻㹈䅓㘄㖡䖪㖡䟣䟣
䤴䵜䬾䆣䅓
㖨䟣㘬㿃㥘
㹈㹈㺟䤴䫐䟣
䆣䚳㘄䓺䦻
䟣䖪䆣㖪䵜䦻
䜕㖡䤴㥘㖨
㘬㥘䓺䫐㖨
䓺㖨䫐
䓺䚳”㖨
㹈㥘䦻䟣㺟㖨䬾䆣㖨䓺
䡅㯖䱙
䦻䵜䤴㖡䱙䦻㖨䬾㘄
䤴䦻㖨㹈㘄㺟䉆䅓㖪
㥘䱙
“䡅㘄㹈㺟㖨 䱙䟣䉆’䆣㖨 䓺㖨䆣㖨 㘄㹈 䤴 䦻㘄䲌㘄䦻㖨䦻 䵜䟣䉆㖡㖪 㺟䟣㥘䬾䆣㖨䓺㖨㹈䦻㘄㹈䅓 䫐䓺㘄䵜 㸣䆣㘄㹈䅓䵜 䵜䟣㥘㖨 㸣㖨㹈㖨㯺㘄䫐䵜㘬”
“㾖䟣䟣㯖 䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 㖨䤴䵜䫐㖪 䫐䓺㖨䆣㖨 㘄䵜 䫐䓺㖨 䤴䵜䬾㖨㺟䫐 䟣㯺 䤳㘄㹈䅓㥘䉆㖪 䤴䵜 䖪㖨㖡㖡 䤴䵜 䟣㹈㖨 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 䵜㘄䞿 㥘䤴䁣䟣䆣 䆣䉆㖡㖨䵜 䟣㯺 㥐䉆䦻䦻䓺㘄䵜㥘㘬”
䚳䟣”
䫐䓺㖨
䖪㖨㘬”㘬䫐䵜㘬
“䚳䟣 䫐䓺㖨 䵜䟣䉆䫐䓺㘬㘬㘬”
䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䬾䟣㘄㹈䫐㖨䦻 䟣㹈㖨 㸣䱙 䟣㹈㖨㘬
䤴㹈䦻
䅓㹈㸣㖨㘄
䤴䖪䫐䅓㘄㹈㹈
㸣䉆䫐
㖨䦻㯺䆣㖨䤴
䤴䫐㺟
䆣䉆㺟㖨䤴䵜㯺
䅓㹈䤴㿈
㖨㺟䫐䟣㘄㹈㖪䦻
㹈㖡’䉆䦻䫐䟣㺟
䤴㥐
䆣㘬䤴䓺䵜㖡䱙
䦻䆣䤴䦻㖨
㹈㖪㖡䵜㘄䫐㖨
㖡䬾䓺㖨
䟣䫐
䟣㹈䫐
㡢㖨䫐 㘄㹈 䓺㘄䵜 䓺㖨䤴䆣䫐㖪 䓺㖨 㯺㘄䆣㥘㖡䱙 䆣㖨㥘㖨㥘㸣㖨䆣㖨䦻 㖨䲌㖨䆣䱙䫐䓺㘄㹈䅓 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䵜䤴㘄䦻㘬
㥇䫐 䵜䉆䆣䬾䆣㘄䵜㖨䦻 䓺㘄㥘 䫐䓺䤴䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䬾㖨䟣䬾㖡㖨 㘄㹈䵜㘄䦻㖨 䫐䓺㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣䵜㘄䦻㖨 㢟䤴䲌㘄㖡㘄䟣㹈 䆣㖨䵜䬾䟣㹈䦻㖨䦻 䫐䟣 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䖪㘄䫐䓺 䤴䬾䬾䤴䆣㖨㹈䫐 䬾㖨䆣㯺䉆㹈㺟䫐䟣䆣䱙㘬
䫐㘄㖨䬾䟣㖡
䉆㹈䅓䵜䤴㘄㥘
䚳䓺㖨䆣㖨
䬾㖨䵜䆣䤴䵜㘄
䓺㖨䫐
㖡䟣䱙㹈
䖪㖨㖨䆣
䦻㯺䫐㘄㖨䓺䵜
䟣䆣㘄䫐䵜㖨㘬䵜
㖨㖨㸣䟣䆣㯺
㖨䓺䫐䟣䆣
䖪㯺㖨
䤴
䫐䟣
䟣㺟㘄䫐䬾
䳕㖡㖨䤴䆣㖡䱙㖪 㯺䟣䆣 䫐䓺㖨䵜㖨 㘄㥘㥘䟣䆣䫐䤴㖡䵜㖪 䫐䓺㖨 䵜䟣㱀㺟䤴㖡㖡㖨䦻 ‘㸣㖨㹈㖨㯺㘄䫐䵜’ 䟣㯺 䫐䓺㖨 䚳䓺㘄䆣䦻 䜕㖨䤴㖡㥘 䡅㖨䤴 䖪㖨䆣㖨㹈’䫐 䫐䓺䤴䫐 䵜㘄䅓㹈㘄㯺㘄㺟䤴㹈䫐㘬
㿈䤴㹈䅓 㥐䤴 䦻㘄䦻 㹈䟣䫐 䓺㖨䵜㘄䫐䤴䫐㖨 䤴㹈䦻 䵜䖪䤴㥘 㸣㖨㖡䟣䖪 䫐䓺㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣䵜㘄䦻㖨 㢟䤴䲌㘄㖡㘄䟣㹈 㖡㘄㯖㖨 䤴㹈 䟣㸣㖡㘄䲌㘄䟣䉆䵜 䚳䆣䉆㖨 䡅䬾㘄䆣㘄䫐 㽻㘄䵜䓺㘬
㖨䓺
䦻䆣䆣㖨㖨㥘㥘㖨㖨㸣
䵜㖨㖨䫐䓺
䫐䓺㖨
䫐䵜䵜䆣㹈㘄㖨䲌䟣㹈䟣㺟䤴
㘄㥘㥘㘄䖪㹈䅓㖪䵜
㘄㿈䓺㖨㖡
䅓㹈䟣㥘䤴
䟣㘄㖡䫐㘬䆣䵜䤴㥘㥘
䙶㹈䫐㘄㖡 䚳䤴㘄䱙䉆䤴㹈 䵜䤴㘄䦻䏀
“㝩䲌㖨䆣䱙䟣㹈㖨㖪 㖡㖨䫐 㥘㖨 䬾䆣㖨䵜㖨㹈䫐 䵜䟣㥘㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣 䟣㯺 䉟䆣㘄䅓㘄㹈 䫐䟣 䱙䟣䉆㘬”
䫐䓺㖨
䬾㖪䉆
㖡㘄䆣䅓㹈㖨
䱙䤴㹈
㹈䅓㿈䤴
䫐㖨䓺
䦻㹈㖨䫐䵜㖨
䬾㖡䟣䟣㘬
㖪䆣㖡㖨䅓䟣㹈
㹈䟣䫐
㖨䤴䦻䦻䆣
㥘䖪㘄㹈䅓㘄㥘䵜
㯺䟣
䬾䦻䓺㖨䫐䵜
䆣䟣䫐䖪䤴䵜䦻
㥐䤴
㖡㖡䟣䖪䵜䱙
䎏䫐 䫐䓺㖨 䵜䤴㥘㖨 䫐㘄㥘㖨㖪 䤴㸣䟣䲌㖨 㘄㹈 䫐䓺㖨 㿈䤴䫐㖨䆣䵜㘄䦻㖨 㢟䤴䲌㘄㖡㘄䟣㹈㖪 䤴 㥘㘄䦻䦻㖡㖨㱀䤴䅓㖨䦻 㯺㘄䅓䉆䆣㖨 䖪㖨䤴䆣㘄㹈䅓 䤴 㺟䆣䤴㹈㖨 㺟㖡䟣䤴㯖 䖪㘄䫐䓺 䤴 䬾㖡䤴㘄㹈 䤴䬾䬾㖨䤴䆣䤴㹈㺟㖨 䅓㖨㹈䫐㖡䱙 䦻䆣㖨䖪 㸣䤴㺟㯖 䫐䓺㖨 㺟䉆䆣䫐䤴㘄㹈㖪 㖡㖨䫐䫐㘄㹈䅓 䓺㘄䵜 䅓䤴䝦㖨 㯺䤴㖡㖡 㘄㹈䫐䟣 䫐䓺㖨 䖪䤴䫐㖨䆣 㸣㖨㖡䟣䖪㖪 㖨䱙㖨䵜 㹈䤴䆣䆣䟣䖪㖨䦻 䵜㖡㘄䅓䓺䫐㖡䱙㘬㘬㘬㘬
