Girl Collecting Herbs in the Mountains

——"Brother, I'm out of breath." ——"Ah! Ghost!" Yan Zhichun woke up in a ruined temple. When she opened her eyes, she saw several wild monks in ragged clothes, all staring at her as if they were ghosts. After asking around, I found out that the great monk in the ruined temple picked up the original body that fell down the mountain on the way to hunting, but he died as soon as he brought it back to the ruined temple. Yes, Yan Zhichun traveled through time. In order to avoid the monk becoming suspicious, she dragged her half-dead body and asked the monk to take her down the mountain and go home. But the family is also in a sinkhole situation. The father has died, the mother is ill, and there are two young sisters. Yan Zhichun lay on the simple wooden bed, staring with dull eyes and listening to the sick woman crying about her cruel husband, her poor daughter and her miserable life. The woman had cried enough and said that she was not allowed to go into the mountains anymore and that she would be sent to be an apprentice to the doctor's mother. There was no money to be paid as an apprentice, and only room and board were included. Yan Zhichun thought that if she went there, her two children would starve to death. She immediately refused, she still wanted to be a herb collector. She was a mountaineering adventure enthusiast in her previous life, and she was knowledgeable about herbal medicine. When the two are combined, there is no one more suitable than her to collect herbs. * Chen Shan is a wild monk who fled into the mountains and fell into Buddhism after killing an enemy. He usually controls a few wild monks who were once horse bandits, and they cultivate land, hunt and gather in the mountains, and they can barely survive. One day, he rescued a female herb collector who fell down the mountain. He saw her die with his own eyes, but she sat up vigorously after she died. This was the first strange thing he had seen in twenty-one years. What's even more surprising is that two years later, the hilltop where the ruined temple was located was bought by a herb collector, and he, a wild monk, was recruited by her to be her husband. Mission: Where there is a will, there is a way