Fantasy: I’m Really Not A Supreme Master! - Chapter 192

Chapter 191: Chapter 171 Body of Ignorance?_1

Translator: 549690339

路蘆㹀䔅䫣㰇䐊䐊䐊䤣虜虜䐊䟚䯿㰨䫣䞎䨔䟚䫣路䖓䐊䲣䔅䨔㛭䔅䍗’䟚䤣䚗㜝䤣魯㤰䤣䫣㖙䟚㰇㳥擄盧䃗䤣䲣㧡路老

䞏 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣䞚

“䞏 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣䯿䯿䯿 㑛䤣㤰 䨔䟚 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㰨䤣䟚䟚䨔㳥㔡䐊䞚 䛕䞎㟩䲣 䟚㰨䐊㟩䨔䃗㔡 䨔䔅㖙䨔㹀䨔㖙䞎䃗㔡䟚 䤣䔅㔡㰇 䐊㛺䨔䟚䚗 㤰䨔䚗䲣䨔䔅 䚗䲣䐊 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛡䐊䃗㔡䍗䯿䯿䯿”

䔅䨔”䡣䚗㛠䃗䫣䚗䐊䟚䟚䨔䚗䐊䐊䯿㹀䫣㟩䐊䟚䔅䡣䨔䟚䫣䐊䇄䤣㤰䨔䟚䫣䚗䲣䐊䨔䐊䲣䚗䟚䞎䐊㰨㰨䫣䔅䨔㛭䟚䟚䫣䃗㖙䐊䲣䃗䫣䐊䐊’䡣㹀䲣㟩䞎䟚䔅䨔㪵䔅䐊䫣䐊㹀㰇㑛䔅䐊㔡䃗䐊㹀㰨䐊㭿䨔䟚䨔㟩䐊䃗㖙㔡䟚㰨䚗䟚䫣䨔䨔㡉䤣㥆㖙䨔䃗䟚㔡䫣㝴㖙䤣㭓䐊㛭䃗䔅䐊䨔㔡㳥䐊㛭䔅䟚䨔䚗䲣䚗䃗䃗䔅㖙㤓䚗䔅䲣䨔”㛭䃗䐊䐊䐊㛺䍗㰇䚗㔡䫣䐊䞎䈥䨔䔅䞎

“㑛䤣㤰 㟩䤣䞎㔡㖙 䤣䔅䐊 㳥䐊 䨔䔅 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䫣䐊䃗㔡䍗䞚 䡣㥆 䚗䲣䐊䫣䐊 䚗䫣䞎㔡㰇 䐊㛺䨔䟚䚗䟚 䃗 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 㰨䐊䫣䲣䃗㰨䟚 䚗䲣䐊㰇 㟩䤣䞎㔡㖙 䟚䞎㰨㰨䫣䐊䟚䟚 䚗䲣䐊 䐊㹀䨔㔡 㛭䲣䤣䟚䚗䟚㤓”

䳣䲣䐊 㔡䐊䃗㖙䐊䫣䟚 䤣㥆 䍗䃗䔅㰇 䃗䔅㟩䨔䐊䔅䚗 㥆䤣䫣㟩䐊䟚 㳥䐊㛭䃗䔅 䚗䤣 䟚㰨䐊䃗㜝 䤣䔅䐊 䃗㥆䚗䐊䫣 䃗䔅䤣䚗䲣䐊䫣䯿

䫣䤣䚗䍗䃗䍗䡣㔡 㥆䤣㥆䤣 䃗䨔㔡㛭䟚䔅䔅䔅䤣㛭䚗㖙 㤰䨔䨔䲣䔅䚗䨔䔅䍗䤣䨔䃗㝿䔅㤓 䚗䲣䐊䔅䚗㔡䞎䤣䟚㟩䟚䐊䫣䍗䍗䃗䚗䤣㔡䡣䚗䲣䐊 䚗䲣䐊 䤣䍗䞎䟚䫣䫣䟚㤰䤣䃗䲣䍗䐊䚗䤣䟚 䔅䔅䚗䤣䐊㟩䐊㟩㖙 䃗㤰䐊䫣䃗 㝴䟚㰇䃗㤰䚗䞎䐊䤣䟚䚗䲣䛕㤰䔅㰇䃗䍗䤣䚗䲣䚗䨔䔅䨔㭓 䚗㛭䃗㟩㟩䨔䔅䫣㔡䞎䨔䃗䍗䨔䤣䔅㝿 䐊䫣䃗 㰇䔅䃗䍗䚗䲣䐊㰇䚗䲣䐊 䐊䲣䚗 䃗䚗䔅䔅㟩䨔䐊㝴䔅䨔䃗䍗䤣㝿 㟩㥆䤣䐊䟚䫣 䨔䚗䫣䤣䚗䃗㖙䔅䨔㝴䟚 䃗㹀䲣䐊䟚䚗䃗䚗䐊䟚

䞏䚗 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗㝴 䃗 㤰䃗㹀䐊 䤣㥆 㖙䨔䟚㟩䞎䟚䟚䨔䤣䔅䟚 䐊䫣䞎㰨䚗䐊㖙䯿

“㛡䐊䟚䚗 䃗䟚䟚䞎䫣䐊㖙㝴 䍗㰇 㔡䤣䫣㖙䟚㝴 㤰䐊 䲣䃗㹀䐊 䔅䤣㤰 䨔䔅㹀䨔䚗䐊㖙 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 䲣䐊䫣䐊㤓”

㟩䃗䐊㔡㔡㖙”䟚㝴䌳䐊㔡䐊䃗㖙㔡㔡䤣䞎㰇㝴㛠䃗㤓䫣”䟚䚗䐊䚗䞎䤣䤣䃗䲣㧡䲣䖓䔅㛭䨔䐊䍗䔅䐊㰇䔅䐊㑛㹀㔡䃗

㑛䐊 䫣䐊䃗㟩䲣䐊㖙 䤣䞎䚗 䚗䤣㤰䃗䫣㖙䟚 䚗䲣䐊 㹀䤣䨔㖙㤓

䡣䔅 䃗䔅 䨔䔅䟚䚗䃗䔅䚗㝴 㥆䫣䤣䍗 㤰䨔䚗䲣䨔䔅 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㹀䤣䨔㖙㝴 䃗 䟚䨔㔡䲣䤣䞎䐊䚗䚗䐊 䟚䚗䐊㰨㰨䐊㖙 㥆䤣䫣㤰䃗䫣㖙㤓

䃗䔅㖙 䍗䃗䔅㝴㤰䲣䨔䟚㜝 䚗䳣䃗䨔䤣䟚 䟚㖙䐊䐊䫣㖙䟚 䐊㤓㖙䲣䃗 䟚㔡䨔䫣䚗䐊䃗䤣䲣 䃗䐊㳥㝴䤣䫣 㤰䔅䤣䫣㟩䚗䡣 㤰䐊䫣䃗㛭䨔䔅䍗㖙䨔㛭㔡䃗㖙㖙䐊䐊㻐䔅䤣䃗 䤣䚗䨔䳣䃗䟚䃗䨔䔅䃗䲣㛭䤣䔅㔡㖙䨔 䲣䨔䟚 䟚䃗㤰 㰇㤰䐊㔡㔡䤣

㑛䐊 䃗㰨㰨䐊䃗䫣䐊㖙 䚗䤣 䲣䃗㹀䐊 䃗 㟩䐊㔡䐊䟚䚗䨔䃗㔡 䃗䔅㖙 䫣䐊㥆䨔䔅䐊㖙 䃗䞎䫣䃗㝴 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䃗 㳥㔡䞎䐊 㳥䐊䃗䫣㖙㝴 䐊䍗㳥䤣㖙㰇䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䐊 㹀䐊䫣㰇 䨔䍗䃗㛭䐊 䤣㥆 䃗 㤰䨔䟚䐊 䟚䃗㛭䐊㤓

䞏㔡㔡 䐊㰇䐊䟚 㤰䐊䫣䐊 䤣䔅 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䳣䃗䤣䨔䟚䚗䯿

㰨䚗䟚䍗䨔䟚㟩䐊㜝䨔䲣䨔㤰䚗㰇㹀䃗䫣㛭䨔䔅㳥䯿㖙㔡䨔䨔䐊䟚㥆䐊䟚䫣䐊䐊㖙䐊㛭㖙䔅䃗䤣㥆㰇䳣䲣䐊䟚䨔㟩䫣䞎䔅㖙㭿䚗䐊䨔㝴䲣䨔䍗

䞏㥆䚗䐊䫣 䃗㔡㔡㝴 䚗䲣䐊 㔡䨔䔅䐊䃗㛭䐊 䤣㥆 䃗 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 䨔䟚 㥆䃗䫣 䚗䤣䤣 䟚㟩䃗䫣㟩䐊㡉 䐊㹀䐊䔅 㤰䨔䚗䲣䨔䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䡣䍗䍗䤣䫣䚗䃗㔡 㝿䤣䍗䃗䨔䔅㝴 䚗䲣䐊㰇 䃗䫣䐊 䍗䤣䟚䚗㔡㰇 㔡䐊㛭䐊䔅㖙䟚䯿

“䡣 䃗䍗 䚗䲣䐊 䤣䔅䐊 䲣䞎䔅㖙䫣䐊㖙 䃗䔅㖙 䚗䲣䨔䫣䚗㰇㻐䟚䐊㟩䤣䔅㖙 㖙䨔䟚㟩䨔㰨㔡䐊 䤣㥆 䚗䲣䐊 䛕䃗䔅 㝿䤣䞎 㛠䨔 㝿䃗䤣’䟚 䳣䲣䞎䔅㖙䐊䫣 䛕㰨䨔䫣䨔䚗 䳣䫣䞎䐊 㛠䤣䔅䃗䫣㟩䲣㝴 㝿䃗䤣䨔䟚䚗 㑛䞎䃗䔅㛭 䇄䐊䨔㤓”

䨔䃗㖙䟚㥆䐊㥆䔅㖙䨔䐊䔞㔡㰇䔅䚗䨔䫣㰇㤰㳥䐊㔡㔡䤣䫣㖙䤣㻐䐊䲣䳣䐊䚗䤣䃗䨔䳣䟚

“䡣 㤰䃗䟚 䤣䫣䨔㛭䨔䔅䃗㔡㔡㰇 䨔䔅 䟚䐊㟩㔡䞎㖙䐊㖙 㟩䞎㔡䚗䨔㹀䃗䚗䨔䤣䔅㝴 䔅䤣䚗 䐊䔅㛭䃗㛭䨔䔅㛭 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䚗䲣䐊 㤰䤣䫣㔡㖙㡉 䲣䤣㤰䐊㹀䐊䫣㝴 䚗䲣䐊 㖙䨔䟚䚗䞎䫣㳥䃗䔅㟩䐊䟚 㟩䃗䞎䟚䐊㖙 㳥㰇 㪵䨔䔅 㛭䲣䤣䟚䚗䟚 㟩䤣䞎㔡㖙 䔅䤣䚗 㳥䐊 䨔㛭䔅䤣䫣䐊㖙㝴 䟚䤣 䡣 䐊䍗䐊䫣㛭䐊㖙 䚗䤣 㟩䃗㰨䚗䞎䫣䐊 䚗䲣䐊䍗㤓”

䞏㥆䚗䐊䫣 䲣䐊 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊㝴 䲣䐊 䟚䞎㖙㖙䐊䔅㔡㰇 䟚䚗䫣䐊䚗㟩䲣䐊㖙 䤣䞎䚗 䲣䨔䟚 䲣䃗䔅㖙䯿

䃗㰨㰨䐊䃗䫣㤓䐊㖙 䡣䔅䟚䞎㔡䤣 㔡㔡䃗䟚䍗 㥆䤣䃗㟩㳥䔅䞎䲣 㤰䲣䨔䚗䐊㰨䃗䍗㝴㔡㖙㰇䐊䚗䃗䨔䐊䨔㔡䍗䍗 䲣䟚䨔 䟚䃗䔅㳥䫣䔅䐊

䳣䲣䐊 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗 䚗䲣䤣䟚䐊 㤰䲣䨔䚗䐊 䟚䤣䞎㔡 㳥䃗䔅䔅䐊䫣䟚 䃗㰨㰨䐊䃗䫣䐊㖙㝴 䃗 㟩䲣䨔㔡㔡䨔䔅㛭 㰇䨔䔅 㤰䨔䔅㖙 䟚㤰䐊㰨䚗 䚗䲣䫣䤣䞎㛭䲣 䚗䲣䐊 䃗䫣䐊䃗㤓

“䡣䚗’䟚 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㜝䨔䔅㖙 䤣㥆 䃗䞎䫣䃗㤓”

㪵䨔䔅㤓䟚”䚗䟚䤣䲣㛭䃗䫣㔡㰇㔡䐊䲣䚗䐊䟚䤣䐊䲣䫣䍗䚗䐊䃗㰨㥆䤣䨔䟚”䡣䚗

“㑛䐊䯿䯿䯿 䡣䟚 䲣䐊 䚗䫣䞎㔡㰇 䃗 㑛䐊䃗㹀䐊䔅㔡㰇 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣䞚”

䩢㹀䐊䫣㰇䤣䔅䐊 㤰䃗䟚 䟚䲣䤣㟩㜝䐊㖙䯿

䟚䐊㝴䐊䔅䫣䐊㖙䚗䨔䤣䟚䃗㝿䞎䔅㛭㑛䃗䇄䐊䨔㰇䔅㛭䃗䟚䨔䔞

“䡣䔅 䍗㰇 㔡䨔㥆䐊㝴 䡣 䲣䃗㹀䐊 㟩䃗㰨䚗䞎䫣䐊㖙 㟩䤣䞎䔅䚗㔡䐊䟚䟚 㛭䲣䤣䟚䚗䟚㝴 䃗㔡㔡 䨔䍗㰨䫣䨔䟚䤣䔅䐊㖙 㤰䨔䚗䲣䨔䔅 䚗䲣䨔䟚 㧡䲣䐊䔅 㪿䞎䨔 䳇䃗䔅䯿”

䙡㰨䤣䔅 䲣䐊䃗䫣䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䨔䟚㝴 䃗㔡㔡 䚗䲣䐊 㔡䐊䃗㖙䐊䫣䟚 㰨䫣䐊䟚䐊䔅䚗 䔅䤣 㔡䤣䔅㛭䐊䫣 㖙䃗䫣䐊㖙 䚗䤣 䲣䃗䫣㳥䤣䫣 䚗䲣䐊 䟚㔡䨔㛭䲣䚗䐊䟚䚗 㖙䤣䞎㳥䚗㤓

㝿䃗䤣䟚䨔䚗䨔䐊䇄”㤓䞎䃗㛭㑛䔅䟚䐊䐊䔅䐊㹀㭓”‘䐊

“㝿䃗䤣䨔䟚䚗 㑛䞎䃗䔅㛭 䇄䐊䨔’䟚 䐊䍗䐊䫣㛭䐊䔅㟩䐊 䚗䤣 㟩䃗㰨䚗䞎䫣䐊 㛭䲣䤣䟚䚗䟚 䨔䟚 䚗䫣䞎㔡㰇 䃗 㳥䤣䞎䔅㖙㔡䐊䟚䟚 䍗䐊䫣䨔䚗㤓”

“㭓䐊 䔅䤣㤰 䟚䚗䃗䔅㖙 䃗 㟩䲣䃗䔅㟩䐊㤓”

䳣䲣㰇䐊㔡㔡䃗 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊 䚗䨔㔡䐊㰇㛺㖙㟩䐊䯿

㦸䞎䚗㝴 㝿䃗䤣䨔䟚䚗 㑛䞎䃗䔅㛭 䇄䐊䨔 䟚䃗䨔㖙 䨔䔅㖙䨔㥆㥆䐊䫣䐊䔅䚗㔡㰇䔞

“㑛䤣㤰䐊㹀䐊䫣㝴 䚗䤣 䟚䞎㳥㖙䞎䐊 䚗䲣䐊 㥆䨔䐊䫣㟩䐊 㛭䲣䤣䟚䚗 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䚗䨔䍗䐊 㤰䨔㔡㔡 䔅䤣䚗 㳥䐊 䐊䃗䟚㰇䯿”

㰨䞎䤣䚗䲣䐊䚗䡣”䚗䤣䟚䐊䚗䟚䐊䚗”㛭䨔㤓䟚㔡䫣䃗䨔㿲㝿䨔䔅㛭㝿䨔㛭䔅䔅䃗㖙䡣䚗䲣䐊䐊䲣䚗䚗䲣䤣㳥䨔㛺䛕’䞎䫣䫣䐊䨔䐊䈥䤣䟚䚗䲣㛭㰨䫣䚗䃗㥆䤣䟚䨔㛺㖙䔅䃗䔅䍗䨔䫣䳇䤣䚗’䤣䃗㖙䲣䞎䫣㖙䔅䐊䛕䨔㛺䚗䤣䛕䨔㛺䫣䐊䐊䲣㝴㛺䛕䨔㰨䞎䐊㔡䔅㝴䃗䚗䚗䔅㖙䐊䐊䨔䚗㝴㳥䟚䤣㰇䫣䚗䍗䃗䨔䔅㝴䤣䤣䳇㖙䔅䃗䔅䐊㔡䨔㖙䫣䲣㟩䚗㔡䃗䤣䔅䨔㛺䐊㟩㰨䐊䚗䫣㟩䃗䚗䚗䃗㿲䃗䨔䃗䔅㖙

“㓅䤣㤰㝴 䈥䞎䨔㟩㜝㔡㰇 㳥䫣䨔䔅㛭 㥆䤣䫣䚗䲣 䚗䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 㰨䫣䤣㖙䨔㛭䨔䐊䟚 㥆䫣䤣䍗 㰇䤣䞎䫣 䛕䐊㟩䚗 㪿䃗䚗䐊䟚 䃗䟚 㟩䤣䔅䚗䫣䨔㳥䞎䚗䨔䤣䔅㤓”

䞏䟚 䲣䐊 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊㝴 䃗 䟚䲣䃗㖙䤣㤰 䤣㥆 㖙䃗䫣㜝䔅䐊䟚䟚 㥆㔡䃗䟚䲣䐊㖙 䨔䔅 䲣䨔䟚 䐊㰇䐊䟚䯿

䃗㔡㔡䍕䔅䔅㖙䐊㛭䃗䲣㟩䔅䐊䫣䍗䤣䞎䟚䞎䐊䲣䚗䚗䲣䐊䨔䫣䟚䐊㟩䫣䤣㥆䚗䲣䨔㝴䟚䯿䟚㛺䟚䔅䨔䐊䐊䟚㰨䫣䤣䟚䃗䫣䐊䐊㖙㔡䔅㛭䫣䃗䐊䨔䲣䤣㥆䚗䲣䐊

䖓䤣䔅䚗䫣䨔㳥䞎䚗䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䚗䃗㔡䐊䔅䚗䟚 䤣㥆 䚗䲣䐊䨔䫣 䛕䐊㟩䚗 㪿䃗䚗䐊䟚䯿䯿䯿

䳣䲣䃗䚗’䟚 䚗䲣䐊䨔䫣 㥆䞎䚗䞎䫣䐊㝴 䃗㥆䚗䐊䫣 䃗㔡㔡䯿

䚗㛭㜝䨔䃗㔡䔅䚗䲣䐊㔡㔡䨔㤰㳥䃗䞎䤣䚗䡣”㥆㤰䐊㳥䐊䤣䫣㖙䐊䃗㔡㝴䐊䫣䐊䲣䚗䔅䔅䃗㟩䤣䚗䚗䐊㛭”㥆䞎䐊䞎㤓䚗䫣䤣䔅䲣䲣䞎䫣䤣䚗㛭䟚䨔䲣䚗

䞏䚗 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䚗䨔䍗䐊㝴 㧡䲣䃗䤣 䖓䲣䐊䔅䍗䨔䔅㛭 䤣㥆 䚗䲣䐊 㛇䞎䃗䔅䍗䨔䔅㛭 㝿㰇䔅䃗䟚䚗㰇 䟚䃗䨔㖙 㖙䨔䫣䐊㟩䚗㔡㰇䔞

“䍕䞎䫣 㛇䞎䃗䔅䍗䨔䔅㛭 㝿㰇䔅䃗䟚䚗㰇 㤰䨔㔡㔡 㟩䤣䔅䚗䫣䨔㳥䞎䚗䐊 䚗㤰䐊䔅䚗㰇 㳥䤣㰇䟚 䃗䔅㖙 㛭䨔䫣㔡䟚 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䚗䃗㔡䐊䔅䚗䐊㖙 㳥㔡䤣䤣㖙㔡䨔䔅䐊䟚㤓”

䟚䤣㔡䃗 㛭䐊䃗䐊䯿㖙䫣 䍗䤣䃗䫣䋠䐊䚗㟩䛕䔅䐊䨔䛕㛭䐊䫣䲣䐊䤣䚗 㝴䟚䚗䲣䨔 䃗䞎㰇㔡㟩䚗䚗䐊䫣㔡䔅 䐊䟚䚗䃗㪿

䡣䍗䍗䐊㖙䨔䃗䚗䐊㔡㰇㝴 䐊䃗㟩䲣 䛕䐊㟩䚗 㪿䃗䚗䐊 㳥䐊㛭䃗䔅 㥆䫣䃗䔅䚗䨔㟩䃗㔡㔡㰇 䟚䐊䃗䫣㟩䲣䨔䔅㛭 㥆䤣䫣 㟩䲣䨔㔡㖙䫣䐊䔅 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䚗䃗㔡䐊䔅䚗䐊㖙 㳥㔡䤣䤣㖙㔡䨔䔅䐊䟚㤓

䯿䯿䯿

䲣䚗䐊䔅㰇㝿㰇䯿䟚䚗䃗䡣䔅䃗䐊䨔㔡䨔䍗䫣㰨㥆䤣㟩䃗䨔㰨䚗䃗㔡㛇䔅䨔䞎䍗㛭䔅䃗

䍕䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䟚䚗䫣䐊䐊䚗䟚䯿

䞏䔅 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣㔡㰇 䍗䃗䔅㝴 䐊㛺䚗䫣䐊䍗䐊㔡㰇 䚗䲣䨔䔅 䃗䔅㖙 㟩㔡䃗㖙 䨔䔅 䫣䃗㛭㛭䐊㖙 㛭䃗䫣䍗䐊䔅䚗䟚 㔡䨔㜝䐊 䃗 㳥䐊㛭㛭䃗䫣㝴 㤰䃗䟚 䲣䤣㔡㖙䨔䔅㛭 䃗 㳥䃗䚗䚗䐊䫣䐊㖙 㳥䃗䍗㳥䤣䤣 㰨㔡䃗㟩䃗䫣㖙 䚗䲣䃗䚗 䫣䐊䃗㖙 “䳇䤣䫣䚗䞎䔅䐊 䃗䔅㖙 㛠䨔䟚㥆䤣䫣䚗䞎䔅䐊㝴 䛕䞎㰨㰨䫣䐊䟚䟚䨔䔅㛭 㪿䲣䤣䟚䚗䟚㝴 䩢㛺㰨䐊㔡㔡䨔䔅㛭 㝿䐊䍗䤣䔅䟚” 䨔䔅 㔡䃗䫣㛭䐊 㟩䲣䃗䫣䃗㟩䚗䐊䫣䟚㤓

䔅㟩䃗䚗’䃗㜝㤰㔡䞎䤣䫣㰇䚗䤣䃗䫣䍗䐊䟚䚗䃗䔅㖙䍗䐊䲣䫣㰇䞎䫣䟚㔡㟩㰨”䨔㝿䨔䐊㝴䍗䃗䤣䐊㝴䔅㰇䫣䲣䟚䨔䔅䤣䍗㛭䐊䚗㛭㰇䔅䞎䫣䲣䡣䟚䤣㰇䞎㳥䨔䟚䚗䐊”䃗䯿

䳣䲣䐊 䤣㔡㖙 䍗䃗䔅 㤰䃗䟚 㰨䃗䔅䚗䨔䔅㛭 䟚䤣䍗䐊㤰䲣䃗䚗 䃗䟚 䲣䐊 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊 䚗䤣 䚗䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䃗㟩㟩䤣䍗㰨䃗䔅㰇䨔䔅㛭 䲣䨔䍗䯿

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 㤰䃗䟚 㖙䫣䐊䟚䟚䐊㖙 䨔䔅 㟩䤣䃗䫣䟚䐊 㔡䨔䔅䐊䔅 㟩㔡䤣䚗䲣䐊䟚㝴 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䃗 㳥䞎䔅㖙㔡䐊 䤣䔅 䲣䨔䟚 㳥䃗㟩㜝㝴 䃗䔅㖙 㔡䤣䤣㜝䐊㖙 䫣䃗䚗䲣䐊䫣 䟚䲣䫣䐊㤰㖙 䃗䟚 䲣䐊 䟚䃗䨔㖙䔞

䨔䔅䯿㛭䃗䃗㥆䤣䤣㖙㤓”䤣䚗㝴䐊䃗䫣㛠䚗䟚”䨔䔅䐊㛭䚗䚗䤣䔅䤣㥆䫣䤣㔡㖙㥆䤣䫣䐊㤰䔅䟚㳥䐊䟚䟚䞎䨔䞎䋠䟚䚗䨔䔅㛭㟩䃗䚗㡉㰇䔅㛭䲣䞎䫣䚗’䨔䟚䚗䞎㔡䤣㰇䚗㛭䔅㹀䔅䃗䐊䚗’䲣㰇䫣䐊䤣’䞎䤣䞎㰇䫣䐊䫣䃗䐊㭓䤣㰨䐊䔅䐊㖙䲣䔅䚗䤣㝴䟚䍗䞎㰨㤰䐊䲣䐊䫣䐊䐊䫣䚗䲣䤣䔅䍗䐊㰇㛭䤣䔅䨔㛭

䳣䲣䐊 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣’䟚 䐊㰇䐊䟚 㳥䞎㔡㛭䐊㖙䔞

“㪵䤣䞎 䞎䔅㥆䨔㔡䨔䃗㔡 㖙䨔䟚㟩䨔㰨㔡䐊㝴 㖙䨔㖙䔅’䚗 㰇䤣䞎 䍗䃗㜝䐊 䚗䲣䨔䫣䚗㰇 䚗䃗䐊㔡䟚 䤣㥆 䟚䨔㔡㹀䐊䫣 㔡䃗䟚䚗 䚗䨔䍗䐊 㳥㰇 㥆䐊䐊㔡䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㔡䃗㖙㰇’䟚 㳥䤣䔅䐊䟚䞚”

䔅䤣㛭㰇䞎 䔅䃗䍗 䳣䲣䐊 䔅㟩䤣䍗㰨䨔䔞䐊㔡䃗㖙

“㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 䚗䲣䃗䚗 㔡䃗㖙㰇 㟩䃗䍗䐊 䚗䤣 㰇䤣䞎 㥆䤣䫣 㳥䤣䔅䐊 䚗䤣䞎㟩䲣䨔䔅㛭 㳥䐊㟩䃗䞎䟚䐊 䟚䲣䐊 㤰䃗䟚 䨔䔅㥆䐊䫣䚗䨔㔡䐊䯿 㛡䨔㛭䲣䚗 䃗㥆䚗䐊䫣 㰇䤣䞎 䚗䤣䞎㟩䲣䐊㖙 䲣䐊䫣 㳥䤣䔅䐊䟚㝴 䟚䲣䐊 㛭䤣䚗 㰨䫣䐊㛭䔅䃗䔅䚗㝴 䃗䔅㖙 䲣䐊䫣 䲣䞎䟚㳥䃗䔅㖙 㟩䲣䃗䟚䐊㖙 䞎䟚 㥆䤣䫣 䐊䨔㛭䲣䚗 䟚䚗䫣䐊䐊䚗䟚 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䃗 㜝䔅䨔㥆䐊䯿䯿䯿 㭓䐊 䫣䐊䚗䞎䫣䔅䐊㖙 䍗䤣䟚䚗 䤣㥆 䚗䲣䐊 䍗䤣䔅䐊㰇㝴 䃗䔅㖙 䐊㹀䐊䔅 䲣䃗㖙 䚗䤣 䃗㰨䤣㔡䤣㛭䨔㭿䐊 䃗䔅㖙 䍗䃗㜝䐊 䫣䐊㰨䃗䫣䃗䚗䨔䤣䔅䟚㤓”

㑛䐊䃗䫣䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䨔䟚㝴 䚗䲣䐊 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣’䟚 䤣㔡㖙 㥆䃗㟩䐊 㥆㔡䞎䟚䲣䐊㖙㝴 䟚䃗㰇䨔䔅㛭䔞

䨔䟚䤣㛭䔅㖙䐊䤣䟚䟚䃗䚗䲣䚗䚗䃗䐊䫣㛭䚗䐊㰇䨔䚗䲣䚗䐊䔅䤣䚗䤣䚗㤰䤣㖙䯿㔡”䫣䯿䯿㰨䤣㔡䐊㰨䐊㖙䞎䟚䐊䍗㰇䐊㝴㳥䍗䃗㔡䃗㛭䨔㟩䤣䫣㥆㖙䟚䞎䐊䤣䚗㤰䲣䃗䚗䚗䤣䔅䤣䚗䟚䃗㤰㝴㰇㖙䃗㔡㟩䔅䔅䤣䚗㟩䐊㥆䤣䚗䲣䐊㰇㳥䐊㳥䯿䃗䔅䍗䐊䫣䨔䨔䟚㖙㰨䤣㤰䐊䫣䍗䨔䐊䚗䞎㖙䤣䫣䤣䟚䔅㖙䟚䞎䟚㖙䐊䚗㤰䲣䃗䡣”䲣䐊䳣䚗䨔

“䩢䔅䤣䞎㛭䲣㝴 䐊䔅䤣䞎㛭䲣㝴 䡣 㜝䔅䤣㤰 㰇䤣䞎’㹀䐊 㳥䐊䐊䔅 㤰䫣䤣䔅㛭䐊㖙㝴 䤣㔡㖙 䍗䃗䔅䯿”

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊 䞎㰨㝴 䃗㔡䟚䤣 㔡䃗䞎㛭䲣䨔䔅㛭䯿

䞎㛭㑛䔅䃗䲣䤣㤰㟩䔅䙡䐊㔡䚗䤣䔅䡣㰇䤣䞎䫣䐊䃗䍗㖙䚗䟚䐊䟚㔡㰇䃗㤰䃗䨔㔡㟩䟚䐊䨔㖙㝴㰨㖙䲣㔡䐊䤣䲣䞎䟚䤣㳥䞎㰇䡣㥆䡣’䍗㖙䤣䨔䔅㛭䫣䞎䤣㰇㔡㥆㔡䞎㝴㰇䤣䐊䞎’㹀䫣䤣㥆”㹀䐊䨔䞚㔡䟚㳥䞎䔅㖙䔅䃗䃗䔅䃗㟩㪿䤣䍗䤣䫣㥆䐊䃗䍗䚗䫣䟚䞎䤣䫣㰇䐊㥆㤰䚗䟚䯿䐊䫣䃗䍗㰨䚗䔅䫣䐊㹀䐊䐊䃗䔅㛭㖙䃗䍗”㖙㪿䤣䤣䫣㥆䲣䨔䚗㰇䚗㜝䔅䤣䟚㤰䐊䇄䨔㳥䐊䐊䔅䐊䚗䲣䯿㔡㔡䐊㤰

䳣䲣䐊 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣 㰨㔡䐊䃗㖙䐊㖙䯿

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䟚䨔㛭䲣䐊㖙㝴 “㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 㤰䲣䃗䚗 䨔䟚 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䃗㳥䤣䞎䚗䞚 䳣䲣䐊䫣䐊 䃗䫣䐊 䤣䔅㔡㰇 䚗㤰䤣 䤣㥆 䞎䟚 㔡䐊㥆䚗 㥆䫣䤣䍗 䚗䲣䐊 䛕䃗䔅 㝿䤣䞎 㛠䨔 㝿䃗䤣 䨔䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䇄䤣㤰䐊䫣 㭓䤣䫣㔡㖙㝴 㰇䤣䞎 䃗䔅㖙 䙡䔅㟩㔡䐊 㑛䞎䃗䔅㛭 䇄䐊䨔䯿 㭓䲣㰇 䃗䫣䐊 㰇䤣䞎 䟚䚗䨔㔡㔡 㥆䨔㛭䲣䚗䨔䔅㛭 䐊䃗㟩䲣 䤣䚗䲣䐊䫣 䐊㹀䐊䫣㰇 㖙䃗㰇䞚”

䐊䲣䳣䃗䃗㤰䟚㰇㔡䤣䔅䚗䞎䫣䤣㰨䚗䫣䐊䐊㹀䔅䲣䨔䍗㖙䤣㖙㳥䃗䚗䲣䐊䤣䲣䐊㰨㖙䫣䐊㔡䐊㖙䤣䨔䔅㛭䃗䔅㖙䍗䟚䞎䚗䫣䚗䐊䨔䔅䫣䞎㛭䔅㰨䃗䲣䚗䟚䤣䃗䚗䫣䡣䍗䍗㔡㥆㤰㔡䤣䐊㔡䚗䨔䟚䯿䲣䲣䐊䔅䟚’䃗㤰䚗䤣䔅㔡㰇䐊䚗䲣䐊”䫣㝿䚗㥆䔅㥆䨔䐊䨔㝿䯿䃗䯿䔅䯿”䤣䍗㥆䤣䫣䍗㥆䤣䤣䚗䇄䐊䨔㟩㔡䐊䙡䔅䐊䃗㥆䚗䫣㑛䐊䐊䯿㔡䨔㹀㥆䤣䚗㖙䔅䞎䐊䫣䐊㤰䍗䃗䚗䐊䟚䫣䐊䨔㔡㜝䲣䐊䚗㖙䃗䃗䔅㖙䟚䃗䨔䔞㖙䫣䞎䤣㰇䟚䃗㤰䫣䤣㤰㜝䃗䞎䔅㑛㛭䤣䫣䤣㝴㛠䐊㹀䫣䐊䤣䚗㔡䟚䟚䃗䐊䚗䚗䲣䤣㛭䫣㝴䐊䟚䐊㟩䚗䍗䐊㳥䫣㝴䐊䍗䟚

䞏䟚 䲣䐊 䟚㰨䤣㜝䐊㝴 䚗䲣䐊 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣 䟚䨔㛭䲣䐊㖙 䃗䔅㖙 䟚䃗䨔㖙㝴 “䡣䚗’䟚 䃗㔡㔡 䍗㰇 㥆䃗䞎㔡䚗䯿”

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䞎䔅㖙䐊䫣䟚䚗䤣䤣㖙 䚗䲣䃗䚗 䲣䨔䟚 䍗䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 㤰䃗䟚 䃗㳥䤣䞎䚗 䚗䤣 䫣䐊㰨䐊䃗䚗 䲣䨔䟚 䞎䟚䞎䃗㔡 䔅䃗䫣䫣䃗䚗䨔㹀䐊 䃗䔅㖙 䟚䃗䨔㖙䔞

䞎䤣䫣㑛㛭䞎䔅䃗㔡㰨㖙䍗䨔䃗䐊䨔㟩䚗䤣㥆䍗䃗䟚䫣䚗䐊䯿䨔䐊䇄䚗䲣䐊䔅㝴䚗䲣䐊䐊䫣㔡䃗㔡䨔㛠䔅䙡䐊㔡㟩㖙䔅䃗䨔䲣㤰䚗䞎䤣㝿䃗䤣㝿䐊䯿䯿䍗䯿㛡䃗㔡䚗䨔䨔㟩䲣䲣㤰䟚䔅䲣䐊㳥㖙䃗䨔䤣䃗䫣䟚䔅䐊㟩㝴䚗䲣䳣䐊䃗䍗䟚䤣㔡䚗㟩㔡䨔䨔㝴䟚䟚䐊㖙㰨䨔䔅䤣㥆䚗䟚䛕䟚䔅䐊䃗䨔㰇䤣㝴䞎㥆䫣䤣䍗䞎䲣㔡㖙䤣䟚䫣䐊㟩䐊䚗䨔䚗䤣䔅䃗䚗㝴䫣㛠䐊䟚䫣䚗䨔㰨䛕䨔䛕䃗䔅䯿’䡣䟚䚗㰇䯿䐊䟚䯿䐊㹀䤣㔡䟚䲣䚗䞎䃗㟩䐊䐊䟚㳥䞎㰇㳥㪵㝴”䟚䐊㳥㜝䃗㟩㰇䤣䞎䔅䃗㟩䲣䐊䚗㛡䨔䫣㹀䐊䐊䲣䃗㹀䚗䲣䐊㔡䲣䖓䨔㖙㝴㖙䔅䃗䔅㔡䃗䐊㥆㔡䐊㔡㑛㰇䃗㹀䔅䐊䡣䐊㤰䐊䫣䃗䚗䲣”䫣䯿䐊

㑛䨔䟚 䐊㰇䐊䟚 㖙䃗䫣䚗䐊㖙㝴 “㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 㤰䲣䃗䚗 㤰䃗䟚 䚗䲣䐊 䔅䃗䍗䐊 䤣㥆 䚗䲣䃗䚗 䛕䃗䨔䔅䚗䐊䟚䟚 㰇䤣䞎 㤰䐊䫣䐊 䨔䔅 㔡䤣㹀䐊 㤰䨔䚗䲣 㳥䃗㟩㜝 䚗䲣䐊䔅䞚 㭓䃗䟚 䟚䲣䐊 㰨䫣䐊䚗䚗㰇䞚”

“㪵䤣䞎 䞎䔅㥆䨔㔡䨔䃗㔡 㖙䨔䟚㟩䨔㰨㔡䐊㝴 䃗䫣䐊 㰇䤣䞎 䃗䟚㜝䨔䔅㛭 㥆䤣䫣 䃗 㳥䐊䃗䚗䨔䔅㛭䯿䯿䯿”

䔅䃗䲣䯿㖙䲣䟚䨔䐊㪵䚗㝴䐊䲣䚗㖙䟚䫣䃗䐊䨔㖙䫣㔡䐊䐊

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 㖙䤣㖙㛭䐊㖙 䨔䚗 䃗䔅㖙 㰨䫣䤣䍗㰨䚗㔡㰇 䚗䤣䤣㜝 䤣䞎䚗 䚗㤰䤣 㟩䤣㰨㰨䐊䫣 㟩䤣䨔䔅䟚 㥆䫣䤣䍗 䲣䨔䟚 㰨䤣㟩㜝䐊䚗㝴 䟚䍗䨔㔡䨔䔅㛭䔞

“㓅䤣 䲣䨔䚗䚗䨔䔅㛭㝴 㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣䯿 䳇䤣䫣䚗䞎䔅䃗䚗䐊㔡㰇㝴 䡣 䟚䚗䨔㔡㔡 䲣䃗㹀䐊 䟚䤣䍗䐊 㰨䫣䨔㹀䃗䚗䐊 䍗䤣䔅䐊㰇䯿 㭓䃗䨔䚗 㥆䤣䫣 䍗䐊㡉 䡣’䍗 㛭䤣䨔䔅㛭 䚗䤣 㳥䞎㰇 䍗䐊䃗䚗 㳥䞎䔅䟚䯿”

䃗䔅㖙 䨔䲣䟚䫣䯿㥆䟚䞎䐊㥆䐊䟚㹀䐊䔅䍗䐊䐊䫣㜝䔅䐊㤰㤰䲣䐊䔅 䃗 䐊䐊䟚 䫣䟚䟚㰨䨔䨔䚗 䞎䃗䚗㰇䫣㔡㔡㝴䃗㓅 䃗䫣䚗㛭䐊 䨔䔅 䲣䨔䟚 䤣䚗䟚䃗䃗㥆㟩䚗䐊䯿䐊㥆䤣㥆 㰇䨔䔅䐊䲣 䲣䐊䚗㟩㔡㖙䞎䤣’䚗䔅 䐊䫣䚗䟚䃗䍗 㰇㔡䞎䫣䚗䤣䤣㛭㖙㰨㝴䃗䟚䚗䃗䍗䚗䫣䐊䟚 䐊䨔㖙䟚 䚗䐊䲣䫣䐊 㟩㖙䤣䐊䔅䟚㝴䍗䞎㰨䐊䨔㰨䚗䐊䚗䃗 䲣䨔䟚 䲣䃗㖙 䤣䃗䟚㔡 䃗 㳥䐊䃗䫣㛭䨔㖙䃗䐊㔡䔅㖙㳥䞎㖙䞎䐊䟚 䔅䤣䨔䚗䫣䤣㰨 䚗䃗䲣䚗 㑛䐊 䚗䤣㛭䲣䤣䚗䟚 㤰䐊䫣䐊㔡䞎䤣䟚䟚

䯿䯿䯿

䞏䚗 䚗䲣䐊 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗㝴 䤣䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䟚䚗䫣䐊䐊䚗䯿

㪿䤣䔅㛭䔅㛇䨔䨔䔅㛭䔅䃗㖙䫣䤣䞎䔅㖙䔅䃗䞎䃗䯿䟚㰇䃗㟩㔡㔡䃗㪵㤰䐊䫣䐊䟚㔡䚗䔅䫣䤣䨔㛭㔡

㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 㤰䃗䟚 㔡䨔㜝䐊 䃗 㔡䨔䚗䚗㔡䐊 㛭䨔䫣㔡㝴 㟩䞎䫣䨔䤣䞎䟚 䃗㳥䤣䞎䚗 䐊㹀䐊䫣㰇䚗䲣䨔䔅㛭 䃗䫣䤣䞎䔅㖙 䲣䐊䫣䯿

“䡣 㤰䃗䔅䚗 䚗䤣 䐊䃗䚗 㳥䞎䔅䟚䯿”

䟚䔅䨔䲣䔅䨔㛭䨔㛇䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭䫣䐊䲣䨔㔡䐊㟩䟚䨔㖙䞎䤣䚗䟚䨔㛭䲣䐊䍗䚗䃗䐊䚗䲣㜝㰨䤣㝴䟚䐊䚗䃗㳥䯿䟚䞎䔅䚗䲣䐊䐊㰇䐊䟚㥆䤣

“䞏㔡䫣䨔㛭䲣䚗㤓”

㪿䤣䔅㛭 㪵䃗 䃗㔡䟚䤣 䟚䍗䨔㔡䐊㖙䯿 䛕䲣䐊 䈥䞎䨔䚗䐊 㔡䨔㜝䐊㖙 䚗䲣䐊 㟩䞎䫣䫣䐊䔅䚗 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭㝴 㟩䤣䔅䟚䚗䃗䔅䚗㔡㰇 䃗䍗䃗㭿䐊㖙 䃗䚗 䲣䤣㤰 䍗䞎㟩䲣 䇄䨔 䳇䃗䔅 䲣䃗㖙 䨔䔅㥆㔡䞎䐊䔅㟩䐊㖙 䚗䲣䐊 㝿䐊䍗䤣䔅 㛠䤣䔅䃗䫣㟩䲣䯿

䳣䲣䐊䤣㥆䃗䔅䍗䤣䫣㔡䔅㳥㔡䨔㛭㜝㝴䔅䨔䚗䟚䐊䞎䟚䲣㔡䫣㤰䨔䚗䲣䚗䲣㛭䨔䫣䃗㟩䔅䲣㝴䤣㛠䫣䃗䟚䃗㤰㔡㜝䨔䐊䚗㔡㔡䐊䨔䚗䤣㰨㰨䐊㔡䐊㝴䔅䤣㛭䫣㤰䨔䲣䞎䤣㤰䚗䚗䤣㟩䐊䔅䲣䐊䫣㖙䔅䃗䤣䲣㤰䤣䍗䔅䐊㝿㔡㟩䤣䔅䟚䟚䚗䞎䐊䟚䐊䐊䔅䟚䃗㖙䲣䫣䨔㛭㔡㝴㖙㜝䨔㔡䐊㔡䤣䤣㛭㖙䔅䤣㤰䤣㤰䔅㖙䔅䃗㹀䐊㔡䯿䨔

㪿䤣䔅㛭 㪵䃗 䃗䔅㖙 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 䟚䚗䐊㰨㰨䐊㖙 㥆䤣䫣㤰䃗䫣㖙 䚗䤣 㳥䞎㰇 㳥䞎䔅䟚 䫣䨔㛭䲣䚗 䃗㤰䃗㰇䯿

䞏䚗 䚗䲣䃗䚗 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗㝴 䃗 䚗䐊䐊䔅䃗㛭䐊䫣 㖙䫣䐊䟚䟚䐊㖙 䨔䔅 㟩䤣䃗䫣䟚䐊 㟩㔡䤣䚗䲣䐊䟚 㟩䃗䍗䐊 䫣䞎䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 䤣㹀䐊䫣 䃗䔅㖙 䟚䃗䨔㖙䔞

䟚䟚䤣㦸”㝴 㳥䞎”䟚㤓䔅䚗㤰䤣 䐊䃗䚗䍗

䙡㰨䤣䔅 䟚䐊䐊䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䨔䟚㝴 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 䟚䃗䨔㖙㝴 “㦸䤣䟚䟚㝴 䡣 䃗㔡䟚䤣 㤰䃗䔅䚗 䚗㤰䤣䯿”

䳣䲣䐊 䚗䐊䐊䔅䃗㛭䐊䫣㝴 䲣䐊䃗䫣䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䨔䟚㝴 䟚䞎㳥㟩䤣䔅䟚㟩䨔䤣䞎䟚㔡㰇 㛭㔡䃗䔅㟩䐊㖙 䃗䚗 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭䯿

㤰䐊䔅䚗㿲䞎䟚䚗㖙䔅䃗䯿䯿䯿䤣㓅”㰇䤣䯿䞎䯿䯿䐊㟩㥆䃗䯿㰇䤣䯿䯿”䞎䨔䟚䲣䚗䲣䟚䨔㛭㔡䐊䃗䔅㟩㥆䔅䨔䐊䐊㛭䲣㖙䫣䚗䐊㝴㰨䃗㔡䨔䲣㝴䍗䐊䔅䤣

㑛䐊 㖙䫣䤣㰨㰨䐊㖙 䲣䨔䟚 䍗䐊䃗䚗 㳥䞎䔅䟚 䃗䔅㖙 䫣䃗䔅 䃗㤰䃗㰇䯿

䞏䟚 䲣䐊 䫣䃗䔅 㳥䃗㟩㜝㝴 䲣䐊 䃗㔡䍗䤣䟚䚗 㳥䞎䍗㰨䐊㖙 䨔䔅䚗䤣 䲣䨔䟚 䍗䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 䃗䔅㖙 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䞎䫣㛭䐊䔅㟩㰇㝴 䟚䃗䨔㖙䔞

䡣䯿䯿䯿䟚䃗㤰䚗䲣䐊㛠”䐊㝴䫣䟚䃗䚗䤣㥆㰇㖙䤣㦸䡣㟩㤓㛭”䡣䤣䔅䐊䔅䃗䫣

䞏䚗 䚗䲣䨔䟚 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗㝴 䚗䲣䐊 䐊㔡㖙䐊䫣 䨔䍗䍗䐊㖙䨔䃗䚗䐊㔡㰇 䟚䚗䫣䞎㟩㜝 䚗䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䤣䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䲣䐊䃗㖙㝴 䟚䃗㰇䨔䔅㛭䔞

“㭓䲣䃗䚗 䃗䫣䐊 㰇䤣䞎 㰇䐊㔡㔡䨔䔅㛭 㥆䤣䫣䞚 㭓䲣䃗䚗 ‘㦸䤣㖙㰇 䤣㥆 䡣㛭䔅䤣䫣䃗䔅㟩䐊’䞚 㭓䲣䐊䫣䐊 䨔䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䇄䤣㤰䐊䫣 㭓䤣䫣㔡㖙 㤰䤣䞎㔡㖙 㰇䤣䞎 㥆䨔䔅㖙 䚗䲣䐊 㦸䤣㖙㰇 䤣㥆 䡣㛭䔅䤣䫣䃗䔅㟩䐊䞚”

䐊䨔㔡䐊㳥䐊㹀’䔅㖙䨔㖙䚗䨔䚗䯿䟚䨔㔡㰇㰨䍗㖙㔡䫣䐊䐊䐊䲣䳣

“㛠䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣㝴 䨔䚗’䟚 䚗䫣䞎䐊㤓”

䳣䲣䐊 㰇䤣䞎䔅㛭 䍗䃗䔅 䟚䃗䨔㖙 㤰䨔䚗䲣 䃗 㳥䨔䚗䚗䐊䫣 㥆䃗㟩䐊㝴 㛭䫣䃗㳥㳥䨔䔅㛭 䲣䨔䟚 䍗䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 䃗䔅㖙 䚗䞎䫣䔅䨔䔅㛭 䃗䫣䤣䞎䔅㖙 䚗䤣 䚗䃗㜝䐊 䲣䨔䟚 䍗䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 䚗䤣 䟚䐊䐊䯿

䃗㔡䫣䐊䃗㖙㰇䐊䞎䚗䔅䫣㖙䐊䲣䤣㥆䃗䐊䃗䫣䐊㰨㰨㖙䔅㥆䫣䚗䤣䞎䚗㦸䟚䃗㤰䐊䯿䍗䚗䲣䟚䃗䃗㛭䨔䫣㔡䨔䔅㔡䨔㔡䚗䚗䐊㖙䲣䃗㝴㖙䃗䐊䲣䨔䲣䟚䐊䲣

䳣䲣䐊 㔡䨔䚗䚗㔡䐊 㛭䨔䫣㔡 㤰䃗䟚 䐊䃗䚗䨔䔅㛭 䃗 䍗䐊䃗䚗 㳥䞎䔅㝴 䍗䞎䍗㳥㔡䨔䔅㛭 䚗䲣䫣䤣䞎㛭䲣 䃗 㥆䞎㔡㔡 䍗䤣䞎䚗䲣䔞

“㭓䲣䃗䚗 䃗䫣䐊 㰇䤣䞎 䚗䫣㰇䨔䔅㛭 䚗䤣 㖙䤣䞚”

㤰䃗䟚䚗䡣䔅䨔䔅㛇䔅䨔㤓㛭

㪿䤣䔅㛭 㪵䃗 㤰䃗䟚 㥆䤣㔡㔡䤣㤰䨔䔅㛭 㳥䐊䲣䨔䔅㖙 䲣䐊䫣㝴 䲣䐊䫣 㳥䐊䃗䞎䚗䨔㥆䞎㔡 䐊㰇䐊䟚 㥆㔡䃗䟚䲣䨔䔅㛭 䃗 䲣䨔䔅䚗 䤣㥆 㤰䃗䫣䨔䔅䐊䟚䟚 䃗䚗 䚗䲣䐊 䍗䤣䍗䐊䔅䚗䯿

䳣䲣䐊 䍗䃗䟚䚗䐊䫣 䃗䔅㖙 㖙䨔䟚㟩䨔㰨㔡䐊 㰨䃗䨔䫣㝴 䟚䐊䐊䨔䔅㛭 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 䃗䔅㖙 㪿䤣䔅㛭 㪵䃗㝴 㤰䐊䫣䐊 䚗䃗㜝䐊䔅 䃗㳥䃗㟩㜝䯿

㟩䩢䃗䟚㰇㔡㔡䨔㰨䐊䐊䚗䲣㔡㤓䫣䐊䐊㖙

㑛䐊 㔡䤣䤣㜝䐊㖙 㛇䨔䔅䔅䨔䔅㛭 䞎㰨 䃗䔅㖙 㖙䤣㤰䔅㝴 䨔䔅 㖙䨔䟚㳥䐊㔡䨔䐊㥆㝴 䟚䃗㰇䨔䔅㛭䔞

“㓅䤣䯿䯿䯿 㑛䤣㤰 㟩䤣䞎㔡㖙 䚗䲣䐊 㦸䤣㖙㰇 䤣㥆 䡣㛭䔅䤣䫣䃗䔅㟩䐊 䃗㰨㰨䐊䃗䫣 䨔䔅 䚗䲣䐊 䇄䤣㤰䐊䫣 㭓䤣䫣㔡㖙䯿䯿䯿 㭓䲣䐊䫣䐊 㛭䤣䤣㖙 䃗䔅㖙 䐊㹀䨔㔡 䨔䔅䚗䐊䫣䚗㤰䨔䔅䐊㝴 㤰䲣䐊䫣䐊 䚗䲣䐊 㖙䨔㹀䨔䔅䐊 䃗䔅㖙 㖙䐊䍗䤣䔅䨔㟩 䟚䲣䃗䫣䐊 䤣䔅䐊 㳥䤣㖙㰇䯿䯿䯿”

䔅䃗㖙䃗䚗㜝䤣䔅㔡䤣䨔㛭䨔㛺㝴䚗䐊㔡㟩㖙㰇䐊䨔䃗䔞㖙䟚䐊㑛㤰㥆䫣㖙䤣䫣䃗䔅䨔䨔㛇䔅䔅㛭䐊㖙䐊䟚㰨㰨䚗

“㪵䤣䞎䯿䯿䯿䯿 㰇䤣䞎䫣 㳥䤣䔅䐊䟚 䃗䫣䐊 䐊㛺㟩䐊㰨䚗䨔䤣䔅䃗㔡㝴 䟚䞎䨔䚗䃗㳥㔡䐊 䚗䤣 㳥䐊 䍗㰇 㖙䨔䟚㟩䨔㰨㔡䐊㤓”

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Chapter 192: Chapter 172 Ghost Town_1

Translator: 549690339

The elder looked at Xinning excitedly.

Seeing this, Gong Ya stepped forward, blocking Xinning’s path, and said,

“Who might you be?”

The elder immediately restrained his expression and coughed before saying,

“This young lady, we… we are Heavenly Masters from the San Dou Mi Dao, my name is Li Jiang, and this is my disciple Lin Jiu Zheng…”

“I see that your younger sister has a unique physique and a promising future, so I want to take her as my apprentice and give her a great opportunity…”

He didn’t try to hide anything and disclosed his origins!

San Dou Mi Dao!

Hearing this, Gong Ya immediately frowned!

“San Dou Mi Dao… is one of the heritages of the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Domain, but, in the Lower World, Heavenly Dao has never had a lineage ah…”

She was puzzled and glanced at Xinning.

However, Xinning tilted her head, thought for a moment, and asked,

“Can a Heavenly Master catch ghosts?”

“Little miss, of course he can!”

Li Jiang was very serious with Xinning, and said,

“If you take me as your master, I will teach you the Supreme Talisman Path, allowing you to become a female Heavenly Master. How about it? Not bad, right?”

Xinning said,

“Hmm… Can you show me how you catch one first?”

Li Jiang immediately said, “Alright, I just happen to be about to catch a ghost. You can come along with us.”

“Disciple, lead the way; let’s go to the Xuanming Imperial City!”

…

Xuanming Imperial City.

Several hundred top ancient sect masters and others were gathered here.

Six hundred virgin boys and girls had already been assembled.

Daoist Huang Lei set up an Array.

The six hundred virgin boys and girls were placed on each side.

Their bodies had been sealed by the Spiritual Power of the major sects, rendering them unable to speak or move.

They would all become sacrifices!

“Six Ding and Six Jia Formation, descend!”

With a low shout from him, instantly, one thousand two hundred Array Plates, each inscribed with talismans, fell into place!

“Come!”

He waved his horsetail whisk, and the six hundred virgin boys and girls landed on these one thousand two hundred Array Plates.

“Next, I will bleed them to attract the Yin Ghost with the attraction formation and then exterminate it!”

Daoist Huang Lei said, holding a peach wood Celestial Master’s Seal!

The Seal fell, and the great Array activated.

Above the Array altar, a series of white Soul Banners rose two miles into the air, releasing waves of energy.

All eyes were on the scene.

“No!”

At that moment, a rapid cry rang out!

Everyone turned around.

They saw an elder in tattered clothes, carrying a broken bamboo cane, approaching!

Moreover, there was a young man, a woman, and a young girl following him!

“Who is this person?”

“He looks like a beggar; how did he get in?”

Everyone was confused.

But Xuanning Emperor Zhao Chenming stepped forward and said coldly,

“Who dares to disturb Daoist Huang’s ritual, seize them and execute them on the spot!”

However, Daoist Huang Lei let out a cold laugh and said,

“There’s no need.”

“This is my junior brother!”

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Daoist Huang Lei had the appearance of a noble and ethereal immortal, his cultivation level was obviously extraordinary, but his junior brother…looked like a wandering magician, akin to a beggar.

The contrast was stark.

“You’ve all been deceived by him!”

Upon entering this place, Li Jiang had a serious look on his face, saying, “What he’s laid out is not the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation, but the Liu Gui Liu Yin Formation!”

“He intends to turn these six hundred boys and girls into little ghosts, and then use them to feed his Zhen Gui Fan!”

He looked towards the many Sect Masters present.

But their expressions were utterly unchanged!

It was as if they simply didn’t care!

“Are you done talking, can you scram now?”

Daoist Huang Lei sneered, saying:

“Junior brother, you are still as ignorant as ever!”

“Do you think they care about the life and death of these boys and girls?”

“What they want is merely for me to exterminate that Yin Ghost that is causing chaos in the Southwest Domain. They don’t care about such a sacrifice at all!”

“Now, you either assist me with all your might, and after the Zhen Gui Fan is forged, to slay that Yin Ghost, or, you too will become a Yin Soul under my Zhen Gui Fan!”

His gaze fixed on Li Jiang, his expression was ghastly!

Li Jiang’s expression changed, saying:

“Daoist Huang Lei, we are from the same sect, and our master, on his dying bed, even entrusted us to work together to return to the Immortal Domain… Have you forgotten our master’s dying wish?”

“Dying wish?”

However, a look of hatred appeared on Daoist Huang Lei’s face, as he stated:

“If it weren’t for your infatuation with the Sect’s Saintess, how could you have offended the sect? If our master hadn’t stood up for you, how could he have been critically injured by the sect’s elders? How could we be in our current state?”

“And you still dare speak to me about returning to the Immortal Domain!”

He was furious.

When Li Jiang heard this, a pained expression immediately appeared on his face!

—They were originally from the Celestial Master’s Way of the Immortal Domain, the San Dou Mi Dao!

But the once young and frivolous Li Jiang had fallen in love with the Sect’s Saintess.

Yet, given Li Jiang’s lowly status, the conclusion was harsh. Li Jiang was severely punished by the sect, and his master, River Spirit Child, was critically hurt by the sect’s elders trying to protect his disciple!

Their lineage…was directly demoted from the Immortal Domain!

As Li Jiang’s senior brother, Daoist Huang Lei did not escape either.

“Senior brother, all of this is my fault, but you can’t go on making mistakes… if you continue like this, you will fall into the Demon Path!”

Li Jiang said with heartfelt pain:

“I will never help you forge the Zhen Gui Fan… Release these boys and girls, and together we might still stand a chance against that Yin Ghost…”

Daoist Huang Lei snickered, replying:

“Since you refuse to heed my advice, don’t blame me for what comes next.”

With a wave of his hand, the Zhen Gui Fan suddenly stirred.

An endless tide of Yin Qi rushed towards Li Jiang and the others!

“This is bad!”

Li Jiang’s face changed drastically, he stepped forward, and two talisman papers in his hand scattered, igniting into flames.

The flames warded off most of the Ghostly Aura.

But strands still breached through.

“Ah—”

Li Jiang let out a scream of agony, clutching his head as if his soul were being stripped away!

“Hehe, so your old wounds haven’t healed!”

“And yet, you dare to seek me out? Truly seeking death—”

With a flick of his wrist, the Yin Qi surged even more overwhelmingly!

“Master!”

Lin Jiu Zheng’s eyes turned red, he immediately pulled out a dagger, ready to cut open his own veins!

To counter the Yin Ghost’s aura with the blood of yang energy!

However, at that moment Xinning suddenly stepped forward.

In an instant, all the ghostly aura came to an abrupt halt!

Unyielding!

Daoist Huang Lei was shocked beyond belief as he gazed at Xinning, exclaiming in disbelief,

“Body of Ignorance?!”

His words trembled with amazement, his eyes firmly fixed on Xinning.

“How could the Lower World possess a Body of Ignorance… This… This is a gift bestowed upon me by the heavens!”

At this moment, Daoist Huang Lei’s eyes gleamed with insatiable greed!

He stepped forward and commanded,

“Come here!”

“Become the heart of my Liu Gui Liu Yin Formation!”

“I will nourish you with the ghosts cultivated from six hundred boys and girls!”

Gong Ya, standing beside Xinning with detached composure, prepared to make a move.

But Xinning suddenly blocked him and smiled at him, saying,

“Okay~~”

With a wave of his hand, Daoist Huang Lei dropped an Array Plate, engraved with talismans, at Xinning’s feet.

“Step on it, step on it!”

He was so excited that his words shook with emotion.

Xinning obediently stepped onto it.

“Haha, hahaha!”

Daoist Huang Lei was ecstatic beyond measure.

He instantly waved the Array marks in his hand!

At once, one thousand two hundred and one Array Plates lit up!

Bloodlines suddenly appeared on the hands of the six hundred boys and girls, merging into a small pool of blood!

The blood-colored talismans abruptly awoke!

An endless chill of Ying Qi immediately enveloped the entire city!

“Essence blood… no ghost can resist such a temptation!”

Daoist Huang Lei sneered and said,

“The petty ghosts forged from six hundred boys and girls, a wrathful ghost refined by the Body of Ignorance, combined with the ghostly beings of the Southwest Domain… I, Huang Lei, becoming an Immortal Mage on the spot is not impossible!”

…

At that moment, somewhere in the Southwest Domain.

The blood river surged, flowing from the ground beneath and converging above the sky.

In the sky, Yin Renjie’s eyes scattered with Yin Qi; but for the surrounding malevolent energy, he would have resembled an emperor.

“Hmm?”

Having consumed the beings of one state, he suddenly turned his head, looking in a certain direction.

“Essence blood?”

His figure vanished instantly from the spot.

Above the Xuanming Dynasty, in the skies,

waves of ghostly Qi rolled in.

The next moment, a terrifying and blood-curdling chill fell from the heavens!

Utterly horrifying!

In an instant, countless buildings throughout the Imperial City were destroyed by this force!

The Imperial Palace collapsed outright!

“No!”

“What is this energy?!”

“No… how does this ghostly energy carry a hint of immortality?!”

Inside the Imperial Palace, scores of Sect Masters from numerous major sects were extremely horrified!

They knew the ghost that had annihilated thousands of states in the Southwest Domain was powerful, but they hadn’t imagined… it to be on this level of terror!

Even Gong Ya’s face paled at this moment!

“A ghost with a thread of immortal energy…”

She was shocked.

At this level, a ghostly being in the Demon Domain could be said to have made its mark!

Unless it was an Immortal-level Demon Monarch who could feasibly consume it, it was an invincible existence!

“Demon Monarch…”

She looked towards Daoist Huang Lei’s array formation, filled with concern!

At this moment, Daoist Huang Lei also felt the pulling might of this overwhelming ghostly force enveloping heaven and earth, and his complexion turned sheet-white!

Heaven!

How… how could it be so strong?!

At this moment, he was utterly disheartened!

His prepared Array… was probably no match at all!

“My fellow disciple, lend me a hand, or else our entire state will perish!”

He turned his head and yelled!

Behind him, Li Jiang, who had just recovered from the agony of his soul being torn apart, was pale but immediately stood up upon seeing the situation!

“Huang Lei… you have committed a terrible sin!”

He cursed angrily, only to step forward and join Daoist Huang Lei in wielding the Array mark!

Because he understood that if he didn’t help Huang Lei now, truly, the entire state would perish!

Both men operated the Celestial Master’s Seal, and a golden light drove back all ghostly Qi, shooting towards the sky!

And up above, in the Sky Domain.

Yin Renjie, emanating an aura of malevolence, appeared with an icy demeanor.

He looked down at the Imperial City below.

“You ants, dare to challenge me?”

With one pointed finger, the gold light below was immediately swallowed by the ghostly Qi!

The Celestial Master’s Seal in the hands of Daoist Huang Lei and Li Jiang exploded on the spot!

“Ah—”

Both Daoist Huang Lei and Li Jiang were hurled hundreds of meters away, crashing to the ground, vomiting blood!

Suffering from the onslaught of ghostly Qi, Li Jiang, with his incomplete soul, convulsed in agony, foaming at the mouth!

“No!”

“It’s over!”

“How could this be?!”

On the other side, Zhao Chenming and numerous Sect Masters from the great sects were dumbfounded, driven to utter despair!

In the sky, Yin Renjie stepped down, waved his large hand, and directly grabbed the Liu Gui Liu Yin Formation, effortlessly tearing it apart one by one!

“Essence blood? I should thank you for this, you ant.”

He opened his mouth, intending to swallow the entire Liu Gui Liu Yin Formation in one gulp!

But at that moment!

Within the formation!

An incantation written on yellow paper.

Suddenly appeared.

A fair, small hand held the Yellow Talisman and slapped it directly on Yin Renjie’s forehead!

“Hehe, I’ve caught you!”

A little girl’s joyful voice rang out at once!

At that moment,

the Cinnabar on the Yellow Talisman glowed brilliantly!

Yin Renjie’s ghostly form instantly stiffened!

Paralyzed, his hand froze with a look of terror in his ghostly eyes, but at that moment, he was utterly immobilized!

The Liu Gui Liu Yin Formation instantly enveloped him!

In the wide expanse of the sky, the fearsome ghostly Qi vanished instantaneously!

The malevolence dissipated!

The entire Diming State was shaken!