Chapter 3

Zhuang Qing sighed. He didn't expect anyone's help. He had to rely on himself.

She thought about it in her heart. Her eyes suddenly stopped on the basket on the broken wooden frame, and her eyes glowed with brilliance.

It was a crude set of collecting tools, but it was quite enough.

The original owner of this body is to make a living by collecting firewood and herbs. At this time, herbs can be seen everywhere in the mountains, which have not been over developed by human beings. The reason is that the original owner only has a little knowledge of pharmacology and collects the most basic common herbs, so it can't be sold at any price. However, she is not the same. As a famous doctor who has been involved in Chinese and Western medicine at a young age, it is a piece of cake for her to recognize herbs and identify herbs. However, if she collects several hot and valuable herbs and sells them again, she has worked hard for a long time.

Seeing that his livelihood had come to an end, Zhuang Qing looked relaxed. He went to get a gourd ladle and drank several spoons of water. Then he felt better in his stomach. Without delay, she packed up her tools, carried a small basket and went out to the back of the mountain.

On the way, Zhuang Qing suddenly heard someone calling her. She looked back, but it was the village head who came back from the field with her trouser legs.

The village head, Li Youfu, with a short chin and beard, is a very small number of people in the village who are friendly to Zhuang Qing.

"Village head." Zhuang Qing stopped to say hello.

Li Youfu wiped a sweat and asked her, "girl Zhuang, I see you are dressed up, but you want to go back to the mountain?"

Zhuang Qinggang nodded his head. Li Youfu's face became serious. When he looked around, he whispered to her, "you'd better not go. There are rumors of ghost bumping in the mountains these days. Several people in the village are scared out of their wits."

She believes that there are fierce animals and fierce birds in the mountains, but such nonsense as ghosts. How can a doctor who grows up under the red flag and eats the bowl of science be convinced. Moreover, no matter how dangerous, she had no choice. It was better to have a chance than to be starved to death at home.

Zhuang Qing didn't think so, but he didn't show it on the surface. After all, it was the advice of the elders or the village leader. She showed a helpless smile, "thanks for the village head's reminding. If the family can't open the pot, I'll go to the mountains to collect some firewood and go back."

Knowing her family background, Li Youfu had no choice but to nod his head and say, "well, don't go to the mountains. If you have something to do, you can go back and call for help."

Zhuang Qingxie finished and stepped up to the back mountain. Although Li Youfu told her not to go to the mountains, she also had a reason to be in danger. Those valuable herbs, living in remote places, are either in the mountains and forests, or on the edge of cliffs, and have never reaped profits without labor.

On the way to find it, Zhuang Qing picked a few wild fruits, which was quite satisfactory. Compared with the jungle that had been swept away by later generations, the rich mountain forest gave her enough surprise. Only when she climbed to the mountainside, she laid a few rare herbs and a good ginseng in her bamboo basket.

It was enough money for her to eat for a while. Zhuang Qing with a happy face, carrying a small basket of contentment back to the original road. When she found that the weather was changing, she only heard a roaring thunder. The rainstorm poured in, and the leaves crackled.

The rain came fast and fast, and the visibility was less than three meters. It was too dangerous to go back by force at this time. Zhuang Qing ran with the bamboo basket deep and shallow, just looking for a place to shelter from the rain. After running for a while, she suddenly found a hidden broken house with a tattered and lacquered plaque hanging on it.

I was so nervous that I didn't have time to go to the bamboo basket to check.

In a flash, such as the chill on the back invades the heart. Zhuang Qing suddenly turned back, but saw a very simple bed in the corner of the broken temple, on which lay a young man with black lips.

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