Water Margin: My 108 Heroes Come from All Heavens

This sentence.

It was like a knife, precisely piercing the heart of Liangshan.

But he still wouldn't give up.

He turned to look at Yagyu Tajima-no-kami: "To be fair, what is my talent really like?"

"If you had that kind of talent, and could even get to the basics of martial arts, I'd eat this chair!"

Yagyu Tajima sneered, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"???"

Liangshan quickly figured out his own qualifications.

Blockage of meridians.

Extremely poor physical constitution.

What takes others a month to cultivate, he would need ten years to barely catch up with.

Even if we start cultivating day and night from now on.

Practice until you're eighty.

He could barely step into the first stage of the acquired realm of martial arts.

"So, I just got the reward of those thirteen deadly shots for nothing?"

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

He remembered every move and technique of the exquisite Thirteen Deadly Shots in his mind, but he just couldn't execute them.

This feeling is like...

He had millions of taels of silver notes on him, but found himself illiterate and unable to even find the door of a money exchange.

"etc!"

"This world is rather unique; there might be other cultivation systems besides martial arts!"

Liang Shan suddenly realized something and thought of another way.

Xiuxian!

This world contains celestial jade and demons.

Lin Daiyu once used the Thirteen Deadly Spears to kill a demon monkey from Flower Fruit Mountain.

That being the case.

There must be corresponding cultivators.

As long as you find a sect that cultivates immortality and join it, you too can take off!

Practicing martial arts?

Only a dog would practice martial arts if it could cultivate immortality!

only……

After questioning Zhizhen and Yagyu, he discovered that neither of these two grandmasters had ever heard of the matter of cultivating immortality.

Where can I find a sect specializing in cultivating immortality?

Liang Shan blinked and fell into deep thought.

……

Liang Mansion.

After the official business was over.

Liang Shan, with his face covered and his back clutched, returned home.

Upon entering.

Then I saw Liang Kangmin, who was also clutching his waist.

He asked in surprise, "Dad? Why aren't you lying in bed? Why are you up here?"

"How dare you bring that up!"

Liang Kangmin's face darkened, and he said irritably, "If it weren't for you, would I have encountered this undeserved disaster?"

A few days ago.

He was having dinner with his old friend at Zuichunlou Restaurant.

On the way back.

He was stuffed in a sack and brutally beaten; he didn't even get a good look at the other person's face.

I stayed in bed for several days.

He was only able to get out of bed today, albeit with difficulty.

"Cough cough."

Liang Shanqian chuckled a few times, scratched his head, and said, "I forgot to remind you to cover your face last time."

This is who I am now.

Although he was just a minor county constable.

But its fame is considerable, having spread throughout Kaifeng, even more terrifying than the stars of the previous life.

Just show your face.

They will be immediately recognized by "enthusiastic fans" and stage a thrilling "idol-chasing" scene.

The kind where they chase you down and beat you.

even……

Anyone even remotely connected to him is likely to get beaten up just by going out.

Recently.

Several of the yamen's subordinates were injured.

"By the way, Dad, I have two knives here. You know a lot of people, see if you can sell them for a good price."

Liang Shan pulled two knives from his pocket and slammed them on the table.

Long sword and short sword.

The scabbard was inlaid with silver wire, which was quite dazzling when illuminated by candlelight.

Liang Kangmin, who was groaning and clutching his waist, nearly popped his eyes out when he saw the two knives.

"Where...where did this come from?"

"A gift from a friend who came from afar."

Liang Shan remained unfazed. "He insisted on giving it to me, and I couldn't refuse, so I had to accept it."

Why should someone give you a knife?

Liang Kangmin had some doubts.

"Maybe they think I'm an upright, kind, and lovely person."

Liang Shan shrugged.

Liang Kangmin: "..."

He took a deep breath, picked up the dagger with trembling hands, and pulled it out with a "whoosh".

A strong aura of malevolence.

It hit me instantly.

"A master-level weapon?"

Liang Kangmin's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the knife. He quickly held it in both hands and examined it carefully.

The blade had a faint blue sheen.

There are faint cloud-like patterns flowing within them.

The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, capable of cutting a hair in two, and is incredibly sharp!

"This knife... is worth at least 100,000 strings of cash!"

Liang Kangmin swallowed hard, his gaze towards Liang Shan filled with wariness: "Where exactly did you meet your friend?"

"He's from Japan, you wouldn't recognize him even if I told you."

"Your friend is too generous."

Liang Kangmin frowned, somewhat displeased: "Since you've come all this way, it's rather impolite of you not to invite them over for a visit."

"rest assured."

Liang Shan waved his hand: "I've already arranged for him to stay in the county government office, in the best room, and he even has someone to take care of him around the clock."

"That's good."

Liang Kangmin nodded.

Then.

He wrapped the two knives up and prepared to leave: "I'm going to find someone to ask about the market price of these two knives."

"Remember to wear a mask when you go out."

"roll!"

……

Time passed slowly.

In the following days.

Liang Shan stayed in the county government office, and whenever he had free time, he would try to find out some secrets about the Song Dynasty from Zhizhen and Liusheng.

It's not that I don't want to go out.

I really don't dare.

The rumors about him on the street have escalated to the outrageous version that "Liang, the county magistrate, is so lecherous that no one in the Jia family is spared."

"Damn it, who on earth is spreading these dirty rumors about me?!"

Liang Shan's face darkened.

After the Bao'en Temple incident.

His reputation not only didn't improve, but actually got worse.

"The storytellers in Kaifeng have now turned your story into a tale called 'The Romantic Anecdotes of Magistrate Liang,' and they perform it three times a day in teahouses, with every show packed to capacity."

Zhou Ming looked at him with sympathy: "It seems like today's story is about you and Grandmother Jia."

"???"

Liang Shan was completely devastated.

It's one thing to make up stories about him and other young girls, but now even Grandmother Jia has a role to play!

The people spreading rumors behind this.

It's obvious they're trying to ruin him.

"Who have I offended? Could it be the Dragon Guard Manor?"

The Dragon Guardian Manor is such a powerful force.

It covered both the government and the people.

Logically speaking, such a despicable act should not be used.

"My lord, the seven-day lock binding the bond between Yagyu and Master Chishin has been broken."

Suddenly.

A constable rushed over, interrupting his thoughts.

"Let's go! Let's take a look!"

Liang Shan stood up and headed straight for Plum Blossom Hall.

to the place.

Push open the door.

Then they saw the monk Zhizhen sitting cross-legged on the ground, resting with his eyes closed. However, his face was still a little pale, obviously because he hadn't moved for seven days and his body was not used to it.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami leaned against the corner of the wall.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

His eyes were full of resentment.

Seven days!

He, the strongest man in Japan, actually got entangled with an old monk for seven whole days.

During these seven days.

They eat, drink, and relieve themselves all at the same time.

It's worth watching.

You shouldn't have seen it.

They were completely seen through by the other party.

"Monks believe in the emptiness of the four elements."

The monk Zhizhen clasped his hands together, but his expression remained calm: "Benefactor Liusheng, you are attached to appearances."

"Is all of this emptiness?"

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami was so angry he jumped up and down, roaring, "What is that thing that's pressing against my back every morning?!"

Liang Shan's eyes lit up.

Zhizhen blushed and coughed twice: "Amitabha, that is this humble monk's... staff."

"A Zen staff can be that hard?!"

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool?!"

"That's enough!"

Liang Shan quickly interrupted the two clowns, warning that if they continued talking, they would be touching on taboo topics.