The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 13 Guo Jing Meets the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan Again

After returning to the camp, Su Ming first went back to his tent to change his clothes, and then removed the bloody smell from the human skin engraved with the secret book and hid it. When everything was completed, the voices of the herdsmen gradually rang out outside the tent.

When we opened the tent, we saw the sun rising in the distant sky. The golden sunlight spread over the grass. The water droplets on the green leaves reflected brilliant colors under the sunlight. Today is another sunny day.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Guo Jing and Tolui running towards him hand in hand.

When he saw Su Ming, Guo Jing bowed politely, "Teacher."

Tolui, who was standing aside, had his eyes rolling around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Su Ming nodded slightly, "Jing'er, is your mother at home?"

"Mother is at home."

"Come with me. I have something to say to your mother." After saying that, he left with light steps.

Guo Jing always remembered his mother's advice and listened to his teacher. He reluctantly let go of Tuolei's hand and said, "Tuolei, you play first. I'll come find you later."

"Row."

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"Mrs. Guo, Guo Jing and I met seven people outside yesterday. I wonder if he told you about it."

Li Ping served Su Ming some milk wine and nodded again after hearing this. "Jing'er came back last night and told me that the man also stole the token I gave him. If it weren't for you, sir, that thing would have been stolen."

Su Ming took out Guo Jing's dagger, with the word "Yang Kang" engraved on the handle. "Madam Guo, do you still remember Taoist Qiu Chuji?"

Hearing this name, Li Ping instantly became excited, "Sir, do you also know Taoist Qiu?"

Su Ming smiled slightly, "Master Qiu is a master of the Quanzhen Sect. I am just a scholar, how can I know him? However, those seven people yesterday were closely related to Master Qiu."

Afterwards, Su Ming narrated how the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan had a conflict with Qiu Chuji, and how the two sides made a bet.

After hearing this, Li Ping seemed to think of her late husband, her eyes reddened, "I didn't expect that Taoist Qiu still remembered us mother and son."

At this time, Guo Jing opened the tent and walked in, "Mom, I'm back."

Seeing her son, Li Ping wiped her eyes and pretended to be calm, "Jing'er, come here."

Guo Jing came over obediently and leaned into Li Ping's arms, "Mom, why are your eyes red?"

Li Ping squatted down and hugged Guo Jing tightly, "Mom is fine, I'm just happy."

"Do you remember when mother told you about our enemies?"

Guo Jing clenched his small fists into a ball, his face full of determination, "Jing'er, remember, Duan Tiande, I will definitely kill him in the future to avenge my father!"

Li Ping let go of Guo Jing and stroked his face, "Okay, just remember it."

Su Ming stepped forward and touched Guo Jing's little head. "Revenge is not a simple matter. Duan Tiande is an official of the Southern Song State. To avenge your father, you must first have a strong martial arts skill."

"I am just a scholar, I can only teach you some skills of reading and writing. However, a scholar is useless. No matter how well he studies, he cannot avenge you. The seven people I met yesterday have a connection with your father. They will teach you martial arts. Are you willing to learn?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Guo Jing's little face. He waved his arms as he spoke, "Teacher, can't you teach me? I saw you like that yesterday."

Su Ming smiled kindly and said, "You can't learn the teacher's skills, and you won't be able to learn them. Their martial arts are more suitable for you."

Hearing this, Guo Jing could only nod as if he understood.

"Okay, I'll take you to meet them tonight, you go and have fun first."

"Mom, I'm leaving." Children are playful and Guo Jing was still thinking about Tolui, so he went out without thinking much.

Watching Guo Jing's departing back, Li Ping's eyes flashed with a trace of distress, "Mr. Su, Jing'er came back yesterday with injuries all over his body. I really don't know whether I should let him play with the children in the tribe."

"It's true that children don't use any severity when they fight, but you can't go back to Jiangnan in the short term, so you can only settle down on the grassland. It's beneficial and harmless to establish good relations with the Mongols. Besides, Jing'er is so young, you can't protect him forever."

"Boys should always have blood."

Li Ping didn't say anything, just sighed, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to deepen.

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As night fell, Su Ming led Guo Jing out of the Mongolian camp.

There was a bonfire on a small hill in the distance, with several figures gathered around the fire. A few horses were tied under a tree not far away.

Suddenly, Ke Zhenwu's ears moved slightly, and he whispered, "They are coming."

Zhang Asheng, Zhu Cong and others looked at each other and immediately sat up from the ground. Only then did they see two figures in the distance. Their eyes were fixed on the little man and they were very excited.

After sending Guo Jing to the others, Su Ming clasped his fists towards them and said, "Everyone, I have brought the person to you. Goodbye."

What followed was a matter between Guo Jing and them. Su Ming didn’t want to get involved, so he said hello and left.

After Su Ming left, several people looked at Guo Jing intently, sighing in their hearts. They had been running around in the desert for six years and had suffered so much, but finally they found him.

Han Xiaoying was born in a fishing family in the south of the Yangtze River. She had a gentle personality and pretty appearance. Seeing that Guo Jing was a little nervous and shy, she stepped forward, took his hand, and said with a smile, "Child, your name is Guo Jing?"

Even though Su Ming had already given Guo Jing a heads-up on the way, Guo Jing was still nervous when he saw so many people. "Well, my name is Guo Jing."

Soon, several people tested Guo Jing's aptitude and found that he was not only not smart, but could even be called dull. It took him eight or nine times to practice something that others could master after three or five times.

The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan worked hard for six years and traveled thousands of miles in the vast desert. They were overjoyed when they found Guo Jing. However, their joy was short-lived. They saw that Guo Jing was obviously dull and would never be able to learn superior martial arts, so they became discouraged.

This sadness was only worse than not being able to find Guo Jing. Han Baoju picked up his whip and kept hitting the sand on the ground to vent his anger, making the dust fly up, but he refused to stop. Only Nan Xiren, the woodcutter from Nanshan, remained silent.

Ke Zhenwu asked in surprise, "Fourth brother, what do you say?"

Nan Xiren showed an honest smile on his face, "Very good."

Zhu Cong was anxious, "What's good?"

Nan Xiren still had that simple and honest face, "The child is fine."

Han Xiaoying covered her mouth and chuckled, glancing at Guo Jing, "Fourth brother is always like this, rarely opening his mouth, and refusing to say a single word."

Nan Xiren's eyes flashed with memories, and she only said one sentence, "I was also stupid when I was a child."

He has always been taciturn, and every word he says is spoken after careful consideration. Therefore, if he doesn't say anything, then there is nothing to say, and if he does say something, then it is always to the point.

The Six Monsters had always respected his opinions, and after hearing what he said, they immediately felt as if they saw a ray of hope, and were no longer as dejected as before.

Zhang Asheng slapped his head and said, "Yes, yes! When have I ever been smart?"

Nan Xiren's words boosted their morale and swept away their previous frustration. The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan looked at each other and burst into laughter.

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Su Ming returned to the camp, walked into the tent, sealed the door, and then began to practice the second volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures with peace of mind.

　I had cholecystitis these days, which also caused reflux gastritis. It almost killed me in pain, wuwuwu!
　　I am ill and cannot update frequently. I would like to apologize to all my readers. Bow to them!
　　
　
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