Half a day later, he went to another town, and by then, it was almost dark.
In order to keep the child alive, who hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day, it was necessary to find something for the child to eat.
Without a cart driver, he had driven the last part of the journey himself.
The box in the back of the cart contained the child, but he hadn't looked at it once.
When the Taoist entered an inn with a box, paid for a room, ordered some food and drinks, and then closed the door to eat, drink, and play cards, the box containing the child was with him.
The Taoist opened the box, only to find there was no child inside at all.
This discovery left him with his mouth agape.
A surprised "Ah" escaped his lips.
The volume was uncontrolled, and those outside the door could hear it.
However, it was mealtime, and the guests had instructed not to be disturbed.
Other guests in the inn didn't bother to investigate the sound.
