The two carried the baby girl and went north along the river, leaving the body of the sharp-mouthed man alone and waiting for others to collect the body.
Maybe it can be buried in a good place afterwards.
But what about the baby girl?
Who will collect the body and who will bury it?
The sharp-mouthed man may have a pitiful story, and there may be a lot of helplessness.
But that's not why he killed.
Everyone has their own poor story, but for human beings, at least they have to follow morality.
So when Cao threatened to kill the sharp-mouthed man just now, Chen Jiu didn't stop him.
After the two left, it was about sunset. At dusk, a short and thin old woman on crutches was walking in the forest, worried about what she was looking for.
The old woman saw the dead body of the sharp-mouthed man.
She opened her mouth slightly, and ran over stumblingly. After seeing clearly, the old woman burst into tears, leaned over the corpse and sobbed softly, muttering to herself.
"Retribution, it's all retribution!"
She cried for a long time, and waited until the sky was dark before wiping away her tears. With all her strength, she carried the sharp-mouthed man's body on her back with great difficulty, held the crutches behind her, and walked forward extremely slowly and with difficulty.
A man with a sharp mouth is not a good thing, the old woman knows it.
But no matter how it is not a thing, it is also my son.
She had to bury her son well and let him sleep peacefully.
The old woman couldn't see the way, and she fell many times during the period. When she came home, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.
The house is very dilapidated and empty, and there is no one at all. The daughter-in-law ran away after giving birth to a baby girl a few months ago.
The old woman was busy all day with a hoe, and finally buried the sharp-mouthed man's body.
She sat on the old wooden bench at home, wiped the fine beads of sweat from her old forehead, and muttered to herself.
"Finally, I am not ashamed of you two."
Yes, she is not ashamed.
But when she dies, who will bury her?
It was getting late at sunset.
The old woman got up and went back to the house to cook.
The house was really empty and dilapidated.
So just do it for one person.
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Chen Jiu and Cao Xie went northward all the way, during which time they were in a hurry to feed the baby girl. The two old men couldn't possibly feed her.
Fortunately, Cao Xie had a thick skin and begged for some milk from the women who were breastfeeding their children along the road.
At first, these women frowned and wanted to yell at Cao Xie, but Cao Xie was too generous in his actions. He casually dropped a handful of money and asked if you would sell it?
The woman was naturally very happy and even helped to feed the baby girl.
The two were busy looking for milk for a few days, and suddenly found that the baby girl seemed to be drinking porridge, which was simple.
However, Cao Xie still insisted on giving the baby girl and milk, saying that children who grow up on milk should be smarter and have better nutrition.
So the two big men often knocked on other people's houses in the middle of the night, asking if there were any women who had just given birth, and if so, they would buy some milk.
Although the two were a little tired, they were both very happy, especially Cao Xie, who had always enjoyed it, often holding the baby girl and teaching her to speak.
But the teaching is not serious stuff.
For example, "Hey, you monster, look at the treasure."
"Hey, I'm Cao Xie, what about you, little one?"
"Nah..."
The baby girl didn't learn anything, except this "na", who learned well, often opened her eyes wide, and said to Cao Xie, "na."
She is really smart.
Chen Jiu suddenly remembered one day that he wanted to name the baby girl, and the two illiterate men thought about it for a while.
In the end, Chen Jiu suggested, "Let's call it Caotang, it has the meaning of water, and the soil is just right to restrain water."
As for why the surname is Cao, the meaning is self-evident.
Cao Xie waved his hands, and hurriedly said, "I can't do it, I can't do it."
But there was a smile on his face, he was really happy.
So the baby girl's name was determined in this way. After that, Cao Xie hugged Xiao Caotang every day, and he was reluctant to give Chen Jiu a hug.
After walking for a few days, the two finally arrived at a big city and stayed in an inn, which was considered settled.
There are many monks in the city, and monks often fly from the city, and the people are used to it, but they still dare not look up, for fear of offending Lord Immortal Master.
Chen Jiu likes to sit on the roof, and his pupils often pulsate with golden light, and it becomes more and more frequent.
He knew there were monsters in this city, but he couldn't find them, so he had to wait, wait slowly.
The cultivators in the city seem to know that they are also waiting, but what they are waiting for is not the monster, but the magic weapon that was born together with the monster.
Chen Jiu used martial arts to roughly explore the world. This is a supernatural power that came out after he was able to control martial arts. It is similar to the detection of the spiritual sense of a qi refiner, but it is more subtle.
After some investigation, he found out that the highest level of monks in the city is no more than the seventh level, but there may be some big monks that he can't feel.
In short, the city is becoming more and more mixed.
He was thinking about whether to send Cao Xie and Xiao Cao Tang back to the sect first.
Chen Jiu quickly made up his mind and planned to send them back first.
However, Cao Xie had a conflict with the monks in the city. The reason was simple. When he went out to eat with Xiao Caotang in his arms, Xiao Caotang suddenly cried out that he was also hungry and wanted to eat.
Cao Xie quickly ordered sweet porridge to feed her.
The monk at the next table thought that the little Caotang was too noisy, so he cursed, "What's the name of the little bastard?"
Cao Xie was furious when he heard that, he stood up and said, "Malabazi."
The monks at the table got up and asked loudly, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Cao Xie looked at Xiao Cao Tang who had stopped crying in his arms, was silent for a while, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."
Cao Xie sat back, took a spoonful of the sweet porridge that had just been served, and blew a couple of mouthfuls, hoping to wait for it to cool before feeding it to Xiao Caotang.
The monks at that table got up straight away, walked straight over, and knocked over the sweet porridge with a slap.
Cao Xie hurriedly hugged Xiao Caotang, and sprinkled hot porridge on his body. He slowly got up and looked straight at the monks in front of him.
Several monks sneered and said sarcastically, "I'll feed you."
Cao Xie's face was sullen, but he glanced at Xiao Caotang, and fell silent again. He hugged Xiao Caotang tightly, turned around and wanted to go out.
A few monks refused to let go, and quickly stepped forward to block the door, sneering: "This little bastard has disturbed us, and wants to leave without an apology?"
The short and fat shopkeeper at the side saw him, frowned, and hurried over, and said with a humiliating smile: "Masters, the younger one will help you get some food, you and the younger one can go and have a look and choose, shall we?"
Several monks laughed and said: "Go later, there is something that hasn't been finished here, are you blind and didn't see it? And you said that you think you have the ability to be this peacemaker?"
The short and fat shopkeeper looked pale, lowered his head, and dared not speak anymore.
Cao Xie's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak, trying to pass by.
The leader of the few monks sneered, "Let's go? You offended me, monk Hualonghu, and you still want to leave like this? As one of the chief disciples, I naturally want to uphold justice. You kneel down and kowtow before you talk!"
When Cao Xie heard the word Hualong Lake, his complexion became a little pale.
The Suzerain of Hualong Lake is at the peak of Yuanying, only one step away from becoming a heavenly man, and his temperament is extremely defensive.
Therefore, the monks of Hualong Lake are the most domineering within thousands of miles. When things are uncomfortable, they will use force to suppress others.
What's more, this is still a chief disciple, how to win?
Cao Xie looked sad, and said softly, "Understood."
He gently placed Xiao Caotang on the table beside him.
After all, he can kneel, but Xiao Caotang cannot kneel with him.
Cao Xie was about to bend over.
There was a sudden movement at the door, and someone called.
"Brother Cao, I'm coming to beat someone!"
Several monks turned their heads in doubt upon hearing this.
There was a man in blue shirt standing on the street at the door, squinting at them.
The man in blue shirt suddenly laughed and started to roll up his sleeves.