Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Well? Is it a thief, Yang Zhi?"

Yang Zhi returned with his knife, and as soon as Lao Xie saw him, he shouted at him.

"No, they were just a group of merchants buying dates. It was just a small misunderstanding."

Yang Zhi shook his head.

"See, I told you there aren't that many strongmen! You just wouldn't believe me. They're just merchants, and they're just resting in the woods because it's hot."

Old Xie smiled smugly, feeling that he had won his contest with Yang Zhi.

"That's right! Yang, look, all the other merchants are resting, why can't we rest?"

The two officers and the remaining soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, they were a little worried that it really was a strongman.

After all, if that were the case, Yang Zhi would be the only one who could fight, and they would have to rely on Yang Zhi.

But now that he's not a strongman, everyone is no longer afraid.

"That's right, Yang Tou. If what you say is true, they're all fearless."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yang Zhi smiled, but didn't say much. After all, as long as he wasn't a strongman, it was fine.

Otherwise, he would have to put on a show for someone else, which would be exhausting.

"Stop fooling around, take a quick rest, and then get back on your way!"

Yang Zhi was also quite tired from the commotion, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​continuing his journey.

"Wuhu!"

When everyone saw that Yang Zhi had also spoken, they were immediately overjoyed!

Yang Zhi glanced at everyone, then walked to the side, put down his knife, leaned against a tree, and closed his eyes to rest.

Everyone was resting, but the sun in the sky was not cooperating and continued to scorch the earth.

Although they were in the shade, everyone felt increasingly thirsty.

Many people took out their water bottles to fill them with water, only to find that the bottles were empty.

"How about we chip in and buy something to drink?"

Someone glanced at Yang Zhi, who was still resting with his eyes closed, and said something.

This statement immediately resonated with everyone, but the question remains: what to drink?

"If only we had some wine."

someone said.

"Don't dream about it. This is the middle of nowhere, where would you find any wine?"

Someone mocked their dreamy companion, saying, "You're here and you still want alcohol? What are you thinking?"

But sometimes, it's good to think about certain things, because they might actually come true.

For example, right now, this group of people are thinking about drinking, and then they seem to actually hear the voice of the wine seller.

"The scorching sun burns like fire!"

"Wait, guys, did you hear that?"

The soldiers who were still discussing suddenly fell silent.

"The rice in the fields is half withered and scorched."

"I heard it! I heard it! This is where they sell alcohol!" Everyone suddenly became excited. Oh my god, this is great! Just what we wanted has come true!

Yang Zhi opened his eyes and heard the song too, which he found very strange.

Where would you find someone selling alcohol in a place like this?

"The farmer's heart is boiling like soup, while the princes and nobles wave their fans!"

As the song played, a figure carrying a load was seen swaying as he walked up the hillside.

"Hey, hey! You there! What are you selling?"

One of the bold soldiers stood up and spoke to the figure.

"Hey! You're not some kind of thief! I have nothing here, only two barrels of village wine! Don't kill me! You can have all the wine!"

Unexpectedly, the man turned out to be a coward. As soon as he saw someone rush out, he was so frightened that he immediately covered his head and squatted down!

"Get up! Which eye sees me as a strongman?"

The soldier was both amused and exasperated. Their leader had muttered that he was afraid of encountering a strongman, but today, they were the ones being treated as strongmen.

"Huh? You're not?"

The man selling the liquor was also taken aback.

"Then what are you all doing here?"

"We are merchants passing through, and we're just stopping by for a rest. By the way, how much is your wine?"

The bold soldier asked directly.

"Idiot, what are you doing?!"

But no sooner had he finished asking than Yang Zhi burst into a tirade of curses!

"What kind of wine do you want? Don't you have any water?"

After saying that, he kicked the soldier to the ground, pointed his broadsword at his nose, and cursed:

"Have I not told you how many heroes were drugged with sleeping pills while traveling the world? They were all drugged by alcohol! And you actually dare to buy alcohol directly to drink?"

The daring soldier, still angry after being kicked, yelled at Yang Zhi:

"What the hell makes sense? There aren't that many strongmen! We're the ones being treated like strongmen! Besides, we pooled our money to buy the alcohol, what's it to you! We're not giving you any to drink!"

"That's right, Yang, you're meddling too much!"

Once someone takes the lead, others will follow suit, and for a moment Yang Zhi found himself unable to control the situation!

"Hmph, sir, you're saying there's sleeping potion in my drink? Am I going to refuse to sell it to you? Is it really okay to do such a despicable thing?"

The customer selling the wine also spoke coldly to Yang Zhi.

"Shut up! How can you prove your wine isn't drugged?"

Yang Zhi said to the man selling wine.

"Tch, I was originally going to sell them in the village in front of Gangzi. It has nothing to do with you, and I don't need to prove anything to you!"

The man took one look and thought, "Hey, you're getting all excited. Fine, I'm not selling!"

"Stop right there! Are you feeling guilty?!"

Yang Zhi shouted loudly.

"Get lost! You scared me first, and now you're accusing me of drugging you! Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

The wine seller was also enraged and immediately prepared to fight Yang Zhi. The surrounding soldiers and two officers quickly came to stop him.

Old Xie looked at Yang Zhi with a helpless expression. This guy's just so stubborn! You can't explain it to him!

"What's all the commotion about, bro? Is there some tough guy here?"

At that moment, several people suddenly appeared from the other side of the woods, each carrying a stick or a carrying pole.

Yang Zhi looked and realized, oh, it was the same person who had just sold dates.

"Oh? Another group of guests? That's perfect! Guests! You be the judge!"

When the wine seller saw that someone else had arrived, he seemed to become even more energetic and immediately rushed over to tell the person about Yang Zhi's faults.

"Hey, what's the big deal, bro? Want some wine? If so, we have another jug. I'll get it for you."

Yang Zhi shook his head.

"There are so many of you, it must be tough for you, so drink sparingly. I don't think this guy selling alcohol is a good person!"

"You're talking nonsense! I don't think you're a good person either!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing again, the leader of the date sellers immediately stepped in to smooth things over:

"Brother, don't be angry, don't be angry. Here's what we'll do: we'll buy some and try it for you. Just in case this bastard really is a drug dealer, you just need to protect us!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi thought, "Hmm, this is a good idea." He didn't say much more, but nodded to the man selling dates.

"Brother, be careful. I don't think this guy is a good person."

"Don't worry, it's fine. There are plenty of us. We'll try it first. If it's okay, brothers, why don't you have some too? Consider it an apology to the wine seller. When you're out and about, harmony brings wealth! Don't you think so?"

Yang Zhi didn't refute, but silently walked to the side. He wanted to see if there was anything wrong with the wine!