Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Ren Yuan, carrying his three-pointed dagger, ran wildly down from the Hall of Righteousness.

They were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would miss their senior brother.

At the Golden Beach, Ruan Xiaoqi was training the sailors when she saw Ren Yuan in such a hurry, so she quickly rowed a fast boat to take Ren Yuan there.

By the time Ren Yuan arrived at the tavern, half an hour had passed. Without saying a word, he lifted the curtain and went inside, asking the waiter on duty:

"Where is your leader? Are there any lone travelers today?"

That waiter was also a minor leader. After meeting Ren Yuan with Zhu Gui, he quickly bowed to the chieftain:

"Chief, the leader went to inspect the other taverns and hasn't returned. There was indeed a lone traveler this afternoon who just asked me for pen and ink; I wonder what he wanted."

"Where is he?"

"In a private room."

Without any hesitation, Ren Yuan, carrying the three-pointed knife, walked directly into the tavern's main hall and headed straight for the private room.

But when he knocked on the door of the private room, no one answered. This startled Ren Yuan. He pushed the door open and saw that the private room was empty. There were only some leftover food and wine on the table, a bundle, and a dagger.

Upon seeing this, Ren Yuan inwardly groaned. Was Lin Chong not here? Or was the person who had just arrived not Lin Chong?

"Where is he? Wasn't he supposed to be in a private room?" Ren Yuan came out and asked again.

"Ah! Chieftain, I remember now, that guest seems to have eaten something bad and went to the outhouse!"

Seeing his chieftain's anxious expression, the waiter thought for a moment and quickly said something.

This……

Well, concern makes one lose their senses!

But wait a minute.

"You got sick from eating our food?"

Ren Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Is the food in our tavern not fresh?"

"No, that's not true! Chieftain, we wouldn't dare. He just finished eating hot food and then drank cold wine, which is why he got a stomachache."

The waiter quickly clarified, "Good heavens, if the chieftain thinks the food at the tavern is unclean and that's why the customers have diarrhea, then I won't be able to work tomorrow."

Fortunately, Ren Yuan didn't dwell on the issue and quickly moved on from the topic.

Did he say anything?

"No, no, he just sat there drinking alone. Then he took out a pen and ink and seemed to have written something on the wall of our private room."

The waiter quickly pointed to the private room and said this to Ren Yuan. Ren Yuan returned to the private room and examined it carefully.

Sure enough, he saw eight rows of densely packed characters on the white walls of the private room.

Ren Yuan set the three-pointed knife aside, stepped forward, and carefully examined the eight lines of poetry that he already knew by heart:

Lin Chong was righteous and loyal.

His fame spread far and wide, and he became a hero in the capital.

My life is as tragic as a drifting weed, my achievements as fleeting as a tumbleweed.

If he succeeds in the future, he will be a force to be reckoned with in Shandong!

Senior Brother, you still harbor resentment in your heart!

In fact, the reason why Lin Chong did not stand out later in the original work was largely due to his loss of ambition.

After joining Liangshan, he was ostracized by Wang Lun and failed to save his wife and father-in-law's family immediately. Later, he followed Chao Gai, but Chao Gai died somewhat mysteriously. Later, Song Jiang pursued amnesty in order to get a high official position for himself. He even let Gao Qiu, his great enemy, go in front of Lin Chong without offering any compensation.

Lin Chong, the mighty Leopard Head and Little Zhang Fei, was reduced to a bullied bun-headed fellow who could be pinched by anyone.

It was precisely because he lost his spirit, coupled with his own cautious and submissive nature, that Lin Chong became a notorious 50/50 player in Liangshan.

Anyone could go toe-to-toe with him!

A man whose spirit had been broken was only truly enraged again when he fought Wang Lun and when Gao Qiu was captured.

In this life, Ren Yuan had vowed to ensure that Lin Chong would avoid such an end! He would never allow another lonely soul of Lin Chong to remain beneath the Six Harmonies Temple!

Thinking of this, Ren Yuan's emotions began to churn. He went out and asked the waiter for a short knife, using it as a pen to carefully carve the following poem next to the eight lines:

A beautiful wife at home will lead to the death of a scoundrel; a friendless man in the world will be killed a hundred times over.

A man's face is etched with a golden seal; a smile lightens his heart in the White Tiger Hall!

Grand Commandant Gao's head is like a dream, his wine gourd hangs around his neck with a flower-adorned spear.

Where do the gleaming jade and flowing gold go? Blood gushing forth becomes poetry, spraying onto the earthen walls!

Ren Yuan remembered the poem he wrote about Lin Chong in his previous life very clearly. Except for changing "the cold weather at the end of the year" to "the shimmering jade and flowing gold" which better suited the current season, everything else remained unchanged!

“My friend, this is my private room, what brings you here…”

Just as Ren Yuan finished carving the last character, the curtain of the private room was suddenly lifted, and a burly man, about eight feet five or six inches tall, walked in. He was surprised to see this stranger, Ren Yuan, there.

Ren Yuan turned around; this was the first time he had seen his senior brother.

Standing at eight feet five or six inches tall, with a leopard-like head and piercing eyes, a swallow-like forehead and tiger-like whiskers, he was thirty-two or thirty-three years old, a time when he should have been full of heroic spirit. But between his brows was a deep air of sorrow and resentment.

"Sparkling jade and flowing gold...where do they go? Blood gushing forth becomes poetry...spraying onto the earthen walls?"

After Ren Yuan turned around, the poem he had carved on the wall with a knife naturally came into the man's view. He muttered to himself without saying much, but his tiger-like eyes gradually turned red.

"Instructor Lin, it's been a long time."

Ren Yuan knew this was Lin Chong, but this was not the Lin Chong he wanted to see!

“You jest. There is no Instructor Lin here, only a passing merchant. Since you also want this room, I will leave.”

Upon hearing Ren Yuan's address, the man forced a smile, then lowered his head to pack his belongings, preparing to leave.

The dignified instructor of spear and staff in the Imperial Guard of Tokyo was now as timid as a frightened bird. Seeing this, Ren Yuan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger rising within him.

"Where is Instructor Lin headed?"

"I have already said that I am not Instructor Lin, you have mistaken me for someone else."

The man paused for a moment while tidying up, but he didn't turn around and continued tidying up.

"You're not Instructor Lin? Then why does it say on the wall that Lin Chong is the most righteous?"

Ren Yuan grew angrier the more he looked. Shouldn't his senior brother be a towering, upright hero? How did he become like this!

"That was probably written by someone who admires him. Goodbye."

The man packed his luggage, picked up his dagger, hesitated for a moment, then lifted the curtain and went out.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the poem on the wall and softly murmured:

"The world is so vast, where is my home..."

Ren Yuan could no longer hold back. A few breaths later, he overturned the table, picked up the three-pointed knife, and chased after him.

At that moment, the man had just stepped out of the tavern.

To his surprise, a crowd had gathered in the open space by the door!

These were, of course, the soldiers who rushed to the scene after learning that Ren Yuan had hurriedly descended the mountain.

The man looked astonished and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the dagger.

"Hey, you haven't paid for your drinks yet. You think you can just dine and dash and leave?"

Ren Yuan, his face dark, stepped forward, holding a three-pointed knife. He held the knife horizontally, the blade pointing directly at the man.

The man was taken aback, then looked around at the situation. Without saying anything, he took out a five-tael silver ingot from his bundle, placed it on the ground, and looked at Ren Yuan, asking softly:

"Is that enough?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ren Yuan watched the man's actions and suddenly threw his head back and burst into wild laughter!

"The world is so vast, where is your home?"

"Good question! But the problem is! How can someone who doesn't even want to admit who they are have a home!"

Upon hearing this, the man trembled, and his hand gripping the knife shook uncontrollably!

"This knife of yours? Is it easy to use?"

Ren Yuan suddenly asked another question.

"It's okay."

The man didn't know what Ren Yuan meant, so he could only speak vaguely.

"Screw you! You're a martial arts instructor! What are you using a saber for! Bring me a gun!"

Ren Yuan gestured to the hotel waiter to bring an iron spear, and then threw it forcefully at the man's feet, the spearhead deeply embedded in the ground!

"How can a dignified instructor of spears and clubs in the Imperial Guards of Tokyo not wield a spear!"

"Didn't you ask if five taels of silver was enough? Let me tell you! It's not enough!"

"Come on! Grab a gun! Fight me!"

"If you win, you can leave!"

"Lin Chong! If you're still a man, pick up this spear!"

"Otherwise, I'll look down on you for the rest of my life!"