The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 289 Recognition of relatives
The lights were just coming on and the alley was dim.

But when the black-faced little beggar jumped out, Guo Jing recognized him immediately and said with a smile: "Brother Huang Rong, it turned out to be you!"

The black-faced little beggar smiled at Guo Jing and said, "Yes, Brother Guo, we meet again!"

After the two of them exchanged warm greetings, Guo Jing turned around and introduced a few people nearby to the black-faced little beggar.

The black-faced little beggar Huang Rong simply greeted Yang Tiexin, who used the alias Mu Yi, and the young girl Mu Nianci. Towards her master Xu Xingchen, her attitude was a little more respectful.

It can be seen that she was just being polite and might not have much respect deep down in her heart.

"How did you know I was there?"

Facing Huang Rong's curious question, Xu Xingchen smiled and said, "Your heartbeat is so loud, how come I can't hear it?!"

"Liar!" Huang Rong curled her lips and didn't believe what Xu Xingchen said at all.

Of course, she didn't know that the figure walking on the clouds during the day was the young man in front of her. If she knew, she would definitely not have doubted it.

Huang Rong then asked, "From your appearance, you are only a few years older than Brother Guo. How can you be his master?"

Before Xu Xingchen could answer, Guo Jing said, "Brother, don't underestimate my master because he is young. In fact, he is already quite old. When I was six years old and started to become his disciple, he looked like this. Twelve years have passed, and he still looks like this. He has not changed at all."

Hearing this, Xu Xingchen laughed and scolded: "Kid, your words are not pleasant to the ear at all."

But Huang Rong, Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci were greatly surprised.

However, it is not uncommon that some martial arts in the world can make a person look younger than his actual age and age slower than others.

After being surprised, they quickly returned to the topic.

Guo Jing hesitantly asked, "Master, was that person during the day you?"

Xu Xingchen knew what his disciple was asking about, so he smiled and nodded, saying bluntly, "Yes, it is Master."

"It's really Master!" Although Guo Jing had expected this, he was still a little surprised. Then he hesitated and asked, "Master, why would you do that?"

"There are many things involved here." Xu Xingchen said with a smile: "This is not the place to talk. Come on, let's go back to the inn with me. We can talk properly when we get there."

Seeing that Guo Jing had found his master and was going back to the inn, Yang Tiexin clasped his fists and said, “In that case, we two father and daughter would not disturb him any more. We will say goodbye and see you later!”

"Uncle Mu, wait a minute!" Guo Jing stopped Yang Tiexin and his daughter who were about to leave, and turned to Xu Xingchen and said, "Master, they have offended a young prince of the Jin Kingdom, and now they have no place to stay in the city. I wonder if we can let them go back with us?"

Taking Yang Tiexin back was Xu Xingchen's original purpose, so he naturally would not refuse Guo Jing's proposal.

Seeing that Yang Tiexin still had some hesitation on his face, Guo Jing said, "Uncle Mu, don't worry, my master is very powerful, the place he finds must be very safe!"

Both Master Guo Jing and his disciple agreed that they should go together, and Yang Tiexin finally agreed.

Guo Jing turned to look at the black-faced little beggar beside him and said, "Brother, you should come with us."

Huang Rong nodded happily: "If Brother Guo wants me to go, I will go."

On the way back to the inn, Xu Xingchen glanced at Mu Nianci, who had been silent all the time. Seeing her slightly frowned brows and expressionless face, he vaguely guessed that the girl was probably still sulking about the humiliation she suffered during the competition in the daytime.

————This is a woman with a strong character!

Just as I walked out of this alley and into another one, a man suddenly appeared at the corner ahead. He was dressed in a wide robe, with a sword hilt exposed on his shoulder. He had strong eyebrows and a beard on his chin. He was about fifty years old.

Seeing the Taoist priest dressed in the same attire as the Quanzhen Taoist priest Ma Yu, Xu Xingchen was moved: "What a coincidence? Everyone who should be here has arrived."

The Taoist glanced at the people on the opposite side, and finally stopped at Guo Jing. He smiled and asked, "Are you Guo Jing? You came from the grassland, and your master is the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan."

Guo Jing uttered an "ah" and couldn't help scratching the back of his head. He said in a silly voice, "Yes, I am Guo Jing. Taoist priest, who are you? I see that the clothes you are wearing are very similar to Taoist priest Ma Yu. Are you also a Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect?"

"Hey, you've actually met Senior Brother Ma?!" The Taoist said in surprise, then said, "Yes, I am the Quanzhen Taoist, Wang Chuyi."

"During the day, I saw you helping a father and daughter at the martial arts competition, showing your chivalrous heart. Later, after seeing your martial arts performance and your introduction, I recognized you." From these words, Xu Xingchen heard one thing, that Taoist Ma Yu did not tell his junior brother about his trip to the grassland.

After Wang Chuyi introduced the origin of his name and how he recognized Guo Jing, he asked, "Guo Jing, where are your seven masters? Didn't they come to Beijing with you?"

"My seven masters are not here. They and my mother went back to Jiaxing in Jiangnan." After saying this, Guo Jing turned around and pointed at Xu Xingchen next to him, introducing him: "Master Wang, this is also my master!"

Wang Chuyi looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, and said with a bow, "So you are also Guo Jing's master. I'm sorry, but may I know your name?"

Xu Xingchen laughed and said, "My surname is Xu, my name is Xingchen, and I am honored to meet Taoist Wang. I met Taoist Ma Yu in the desert and I have admired Quanzhen Sect for a long time. Today, I am honored to meet one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen Sect again."

Master and disciple Xu Xingchen and Wang Chuyi were expressing their long-standing admiration for each other here. Yang Tiexin, who was standing beside them, had a changing expression on his face, his heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't calm down.

".Guo Jing, this young man is called Guo Jing. When he mentioned his name before, I just thought it was a coincidence."

".He is about the same age as my deceased brother's child."

"No, no, he is from the grassland. How could my brother's child run to the grassland?"

"Besides, my sister-in-law was pregnant at the time, so how could she have gone to such a far place?"

"But, but, my two brothers drank with Taoist Priest Qiu Chuji of Quanzhen Sect, and Taoist Priest Wang Chuji in front of us also knows Guo Jing. Is there really no connection between them?"

Thinking of this, Yang Tiexin could no longer suppress his excitement, and stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Master Wang, I am Yang Tiexin. More than ten years ago, I had a drink with Master Qiu Chuji from your Quanzhen Sect. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Wang Chuyi was wondering why the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly came forward. Suddenly he heard the three words "Yang Tiexin" and heard the words about when he and his junior fellow apprentice Qiu Chuji drank together more than ten years ago. He was suddenly stunned.

Then, the middle-aged man in front of him continued to say, "Back then, my brother Guo and I drank with Taoist Master Qiu Chuji and got to know each other. Taoist Master Qiu Chuji once gave each of us a short sword with two names engraved on it, which were used as the names of our two unborn children. They were named Yang Kang and Guo Jing respectively."

At this point, Wang Chuyi had completely understood what was said, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face.

After Yang Tiexin finished speaking, he turned his gaze and stared at Guo Jing: "I wonder if you are related to the child of my deceased elder brother Guo? Or is it just a coincidence that you have the same name and surname?"

Although Guo Jing's reaction was a little slow, he gradually understood what was going on after hearing what was said. He said in surprise: "When I was a child, I seemed to have a dagger with my name engraved on it, but I lost it later."

He was only six years old when he stabbed the bronze corpse Chen Xuanfeng with a dagger. After so many years, his memory of that time has become a little vague.

Seeing that Guo Jing was speaking unclearly and incoherently, Xu Xingchen bluntly reminded him, "Jing'er, what's your mother's name? Where is your hometown?"

Guo Jing immediately replied: "My mother's name is Li Ping. Although I have lived on the grassland since I was a child, my mother often told me that our home is in the Central Plains, in the south of the Yangtze River, in a place called Niujia Village!"

Yang Tiexin was shocked physically and mentally, as if struck by lightning. His eyes turned red, and he suddenly grabbed Guo Jing's shoulders and said excitedly, "Yes, Niujia Village, and my sister-in-law is called Li Ping, and you are called Guo Jing, and you had a dagger with your name engraved on it when you were a child."

". It's right, everything is right. You are my brother Guo's son, Guo Jing!"

As he was talking, Yang Tiexin thought of the past, and of his wife and children whom he had been looking for for more than ten years but had no news of. For a moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Guo Jing's mind went blank due to this series of accidents. He was at a loss as to how to deal with it. He could only subconsciously and clumsily comfort Yang Tiexin.

Wang Chuyi looked at Yang Tiexin, whose face was old and miserable, with sharp eyes, and exclaimed in amazement.

The biological father of the disciple that the junior brother bet on is still alive. If the disciple of the junior brother knew this good news, he would definitely be very happy.
At this time, he had not yet connected the young prince of the Jin Kingdom with Yang Kang, the disciple of his junior brother Qiu Chuji, otherwise he would not have been so optimistic.

The recognition between Guo Jing and Yang Tiexin woke Mu Nianci, who had been frowning, up. She looked at her father in surprise, then at the clumsy boy, and for a moment, she was filled with emotion.

The black-faced little beggar Huang Rong's eyes began rolling around since he heard the words "Wang Chuyi", "Quanzhen Sect" and "Quanzhen Seven Sons".

Later, when he saw his elder brother Guo recognizing the old man who was traveling around the country performing, some curiosity flashed in his eyes.

I just feel that in this big world, it is also a kind of destiny that the two of them can meet each other by such a coincidence!!!
After this unexpected surprise, the relationship between the two sides became closer.

At this time, Xu Xingchen smiled and said, "Congratulations, but this is not a good place to drink and chat. Let's go back to the inn. I will ask the waiter to prepare a table of food and wine for us, and then we can talk in detail."

“Ah! Sorry, I lost my composure!” Yang Tiexin quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looking apologetic.

Xu Xingchen thought to himself, "Don't worry, there will be times when I can make you lose your composure even more."

as expected
When he brought a few people back to the inn in the remote alley.
(End of this chapter)