Water Margin: My 108 Heroes Come from All Heavens

And Jia Baoyu's soul...

After being completely purified, it automatically returned to his body.

Followed by.

A white light flew out of the golden bowl and hovered in mid-air.

It is pure white, warm and smooth like jade, and emits a soft glow.

On the Immortal Jade.

Eight characters are faintly visible: Never forget, never lose, may you live a long and prosperous life.

After spinning several times in the air.

It suddenly transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Liangshan's chest.

Holy crap!

Liang Shan was startled and instinctively reached out to block.

But the immortal jade pierced through his palm and merged into his chest.

"???"

Liang Shan looked down at his chest, completely bewildered.

"The magical artifact recognizes its master!"

Yan Chixia and Zen Master Baiyun were overjoyed.

"The magical artifact possesses a spirit."

Zen Master Baiyun smiled and said, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Liang, you are the destined one for this treasure."

"A destined person?"

Liang Shan's lips twitched a few times.

This jade is a relic left by Nuwa when she mended the sky. Even beings like Zhu Wushi and Fairy Jinghuan have coveted it for a long time, but it just recognized me as its master?

"Fellow Daoist Liang, this is an incredible opportunity for you!"

Yan Chixia leaned closer, his face full of envy.

Zen Master Baiyun also chanted a Buddhist prayer and congratulated him, saying, "Amitabha, this jade is destined for Fellow Daoist Liang. Excellent, excellent."

Liangshan, however, was not so happy.

Just like a terrible system.

This celestial jade.

Who knows what kind of trap it might be?

We need to be careful!

"By the way, the rest of the Jia family should be awake by now, right?"

Liang Shan suddenly remembered something and looked at Jia Baoyu on the bed.

This guy's soul has returned.

Although still unconscious, her complexion was rosy and her breathing was steady, so she seemed to be out of danger.

"Let's go out and take a look."

After cleaning up his intestines, Master Baiyun stuffed them back in, wrapped his robe around the wound, and opened the door.

……

The Jia family mansion.

The main entrance.

It was packed with people.

"Gentlemen..."

Grandmother Jia's legs trembled as she looked at the group of people at the door.

She didn't know what was going on either.

Suddenly.

The entire Jia family mansion was visited and surrounded by various powerful forces of the imperial court.

Flying Eagle, the chief of the Eastern Depot, led dozens of Eastern Depot agents, each with a brocade dagger at their waist, and stood expressionless at the main gate.

Ma Jinliang of the Western Depot led his men to occupy the opposite street. They were all dressed in white robes and wielded white swords, looking even more frightening than the Eastern Depot.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami of the Dragon Guard Manor, along with dozens of his secret agents, also surrounded the side gate of the Jia Mansion.

Also.

Furthermore, General Zhang and General Wang, along with a group of burly Grandmaster-level generals, were blocking the back gate of the Jia family mansion.

Even the notorious traitor Cai Jing and his ilk came.

Although they did not bring any troops.

But the officials standing at the door were dressed in official robes, their eyes cold, as if the Jia family had committed some heinous crime.

"Has our Jia family broken any heavenly laws?"

Grandmother Jia gave a bitter smile.

Although they were from the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, the group of people who came were all powerful and influential.

The Eastern Depot, the Western Depot, and the Dragon Guard Manor were the three most powerful forces in the Song Dynasty.

In addition to military generals and treacherous officials.

It can be said.

All the civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty gathered at the gate of the Jia family mansion.

Suddenly.

A rapid sound of horses' hooves approached.

A white horse galloped from the end of the street, carrying a young girl dressed in a light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with flowing black hair and a face as beautiful as a peach blossom.

"It's the Sixth Princess!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Ling'er dismounted, her delicate face filled with impatience.

She glanced at the large crowd gathered at the entrance.

He said coldly, "Where is he? Have you found him yet?"

"Your Highness, it has not been found yet."

Flying Eagle quickly stepped forward and saluted, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Didn't find it? What are you all doing?!"

Zhao Ling'er stamped her foot, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at the crowd with murderous intent: "Such a grown man has gone missing and you can't even find him? I'll give you another incense stick. If you still can't find him, kill him! Kill him all!"

This statement came out.

The entire room fell silent.

Grandmother Jia was so frightened that her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the threshold.

Madam Wang and Madam Xing were both pale.

Butler Lai was so nervous that he almost wet himself on the spot.

"Princess, please calm down! Princess, please calm down!"

Cai Jing quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "Lord Liang is a master of the Celestial Realm. Good people are always protected by heaven, so he will definitely be alright."

"Yes, yes, Princess, don't worry."

Wang Fu echoed this sentiment.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Ling'er glared at them and sneered, "A bunch of useless trash! All you do is flatter and fawn all the time, you're utterly useless when it really matters!"

Cai Jing and Wang Fu shrank back.

I dared not speak again.

"Charge in and search!"

Zhao Ling'er waved her hand and ordered, "Find Grand Tutor Liang even if you have to dig three feet into the ground!"

"yes!"

The people from the Eastern Depot, Western Depot, and the Dragon Guard Manor responded in unison and poured into the Jia Mansion in a huge throng.

Grandmother Jia was so frightened that she trembled.

But his face was full of a look of existential doubt.

From Zhao Ling'er's few words, she finally understood who this group of people were after.

Liangshan!

She originally thought he was an insignificant nobody.

did not expect……

It's incredible that so many powerful forces from the imperial court have come to visit!

A slight mishap.

Their Rongguo Mansion will probably be wiped out on the spot!

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked Liangshan for help."

Grandmother Jia sighed deeply, filled with regret.

it's good now.

If the ghost story isn't resolved, all the living members of the Jia family might become ghosts.

"Found it! Found it!"

Just then, a spy from the Eastern Depot scrambled out of the Jia mansion gate, shouting, "Lord Liang is in the backyard! Lord Liang is alright!"

"What?!"

Zhao Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she lifted her skirt and walked through the gate.

Cai Jing, Wang Fu, Tong Guan, and the others exchanged glances and quickly followed.

The military generals were not to be outdone.

In a short time.

A huge crowd rushed into the gates of the Jia family mansion.

"boom!"

The gates of the Jia family mansion were trampled flat on the spot.

The maids and servants were terrified and scattered in all directions, creating a chaotic scene.

……

In the backyard.

Liang Shan had just reached the center of the courtyard.

A deafening sound of footsteps was heard, and before anyone could react, a pale blue figure pounced on them.

"Grand Tutor Liang!"

Zhao Ling'er grabbed Liang Shan's arm tightly, her eyes red-rimmed: "You scared me to death! I thought you were dead!"

"Cough cough—"

Liang Shan was almost suffocating from being choked, and quickly patted her shoulder: "Your Highness, I'm fine, I'm perfectly alright."

"real?"

Zhao Ling'er raised her head.

He looked him up and down, making sure he wasn't missing any limbs, only a large hole in his chest, before he breathed a sigh of relief.

But his hand was still tightly gripping Liang Shan's sleeve.

They refuse to let go.

Just as Liang Shan was about to say something, a series of system notifications suddenly exploded in his mind.

[Ding! Lin Daiyu's favorability -100!]

[Warning! The general's favorability rating has reached a dangerous threshold. The host may face mortal danger at any time!]

Liang Shan froze, then slowly turned his head.

Lin Daiyu stood at the courtyard gate, her moon-white cloak fluttering gently in the wind, her cold eyes fixed on him.

To be precise.

She was staring at the arm that Zhao Ling'er was holding.