The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

"hiss……"

Zhou Yue woke up and felt pain on the back of his head. He touched it with his hand and it was sticky.

I endured the pain, raised my hands in front of my eyes, and looked carefully. Oh my god, there was so much blood.

I was so scared that I almost fainted again.

She half-crumbled up and lay down again. She tried to open her eyes and saw a grass that had already borne fruit on the top of a cliff in the distance.

Although she had never actually seen ginseng growing in the soil.

But with her sensitivity to plants and her gift of image memory, she determined that it was a ginseng.

There are quite a lot of red fruits.

It can be seen that this is a ginseng that is quite old.

Where is this place?

Am I not dead?

here it is?

Heaven or hell?

Looking around, this is a green hillside.

There is the sound of rushing water and the whistling mountain breeze.

Could it be that the car accident also pushed me up the mountain?

That's not right. I had a car accident on a city street. No matter how severe the accident was or how fast I was driving, it was impossible for me to be hit into the mountains.

Although the city where I live is a mountain city, the endless Taihang Mountains are not far to the west of the city.

But that mountain is dozens of kilometers away from the city center. Even if several cars exploded at the same time, it is impossible to send yourself to the top of the West Mountain, right?

Zhou Yue was still hesitating.

"That old woman, I'm talking about you, ah...hiss...ah...no, auntie, come and help..."

A rude male voice came, and there was an echo.

It can be seen that this hillside is in the valley. Looking around, there are indeed mountains all around.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains everywhere.

Without taking the time to take a closer look at the surroundings, Zhou Yue's sight fell on the person who was shouting.

That is?

Two people stacked together.

To be precise, it was two people fighting each other.

The person who was shouting was at a disadvantage at this time, being pinned down by a big man and punched in the face repeatedly.

It was quiet, except for the sound of fists hitting flesh.

The person who was shouting was a man in his thirties with a long beard. Let's call him the Bearded Man.

The man who beat people was older, about forty years old, with a pointed face and skinny body.

Zhou Yue first felt a little disgusted with him. Her woman's sixth sense told her that this was not a good person.

It was the first time that Zhou Yue watched such a brutal fight up close. Listening to the sound, he felt cold all over.

The film and television drama is indeed correct, the voice is very right.

"Don't look at it, Auntie, come and help. It was this guy who pushed you and knocked you unconscious. And that child was also his... uh, hiss...

I, I am a government official, come here quickly, pick up the knife, and stab him in the back with all your strength. Ah, hiss… hurry up, I can’t stand it anymore, he knocked me out, you and that kid, both have to die…”

Zhou Yue looked at the two people fighting, and then at the bloody knife left beside them, feeling confused and uncertain.

What's going on? Filming?

Do you want it to be so real?

The blood looked just like the real thing.

There seemed to be something wrong with one of the bearded man's arms, so he could only use one arm to fight the monkey.

Zhou Yue was staring at him carefully, trying to figure out whether what he said was true or not. When he heard him mention the child, he hurriedly looked around for it.

At the bottom of the gentle slope nearby, I saw a child of about four or five years old, dressed in rags, with a pale face and thin body, lying there without any breath, as if he was already dead.

"Ah, this child, is this child yours? Is he dead?"

Without thinking too much, Zhou Yue ran over and picked up the child out of her natural maternal love for the child.

It is always easier to save a life than to kill one.

I tried to breathe through my nose, but there was no breathing. I touched my neck and there was a slight pulse.

She quickly laid the child flat on the grass.

Fortunately, the grass here was very thick, and the child lay on it as if he were lying on a thin mattress.

The ground below is relatively hard, making rescue easier.

Zhou Yue opened the child's collar, tore off a piece of his own clothes, was stunned for a moment, and quickly wiped the blood and mucus from the child's mouth and nose with the coarse cloth.

Then I looked closely at the rise and fall of his chest and noticed that there was no movement.

Then start CPR.

She counted silently in her mind, as if she had completely forgotten that there were two men fighting next to her.

"One zero one, two zero one, three zero one... thirty zero one."

Count to thirty.

Then he leaned over and listened to the child's heart.

I then touched his carotid artery and felt his breathing.

Still no response.

Then I lifted his chin, pinched his nose, and blew three breaths into his mouth.

While she was busy here, the two men who were fighting fiercely over there were distracted by watching her strange movements.

At this time, the bearded guest seized the opportunity, flipped over with great effort, and began to hit the opponent's head with one fist.

After a while, the monkey's face became the same as the bearded man's, colorful as if it were a dye shop.

In a flash, Zhou Yue had completed two rounds of CPR and artificial respiration.

He took a breath and felt that this was really tiring. Fortunately, it was a child. If it was done by an adult, Zhou Yue would probably be exhausted after one round.

I really admire the doctors and nurses.

Zhou Yue was planning to do the third round.

She folded her hands on the child's chest and was about to push down.

I heard a "gurgling" sound from the child's throat and then felt the small chest under my hand begin to slowly rise and fall.

Wake up, that’s great.

Zhou Yue felt relieved, but exhausted, and fell to the side.

Seeing the child wake up, the bearded guest's swollen face was also happy, and he said hurriedly:

"Auntie, do you know any medical skills? Great! Come here and stab this fellow in the heart. Don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if you die. If you kill this abominable human trafficker, the government will reward you handsomely."

"Human trafficker? He is a human trafficker?"

Zhou Yue stood up suddenly, ignoring the pain in his body, and walked over to the two of them to check.

"How do you prove it?"

"I, I'm from the Dali Temple. Auntie, you're already this old, can't you tell people apart? You can't tell from my appearance that I must be a good person."

This unshaven-bearded guy, whose age and appearance are hard to tell, doesn't look like a good person at all.

Seeing Zhou Yue's hesitation, the bearded guest became anxious and his body became lighter, and he was pinned down and beaten by the other party again.

Within a few breaths, the bearded man was hit by several punches again.

Zhou Yue felt pain when he heard that sound.

"My badge is on my waist. Take it quickly and verify my identity, then kill this murderer."

The bearded guest thought quickly and tried hard to open his swollen eyes, motioning Zhou Yue to look at his badge.

Wow, there really is a badge.

Zhou Yue slowly approached the two of them, took aim at the metal plate, pulled it off, and quickly jumped away.

What a joke! I can't tell who is the enemy or the friend. I can't put myself in danger.

She wiped the blood off the metal plate with her clothes and took a closer look. Sure enough, there were the words "Dali Temple Zheng Song" engraved on it in regular script.

After confirming my identity, as a five-good citizen of the 21st century, of course I have to help the government.

However, looking at the bloody knife, the bloodstains could not hide its sharpness. She was a middle-aged urban white-collar worker who had not killed a chicken for many years. If she was suddenly asked to raise the knife to kill someone, she really couldn't do it.

Although I knew that the man was a human trafficker and that I represented justice, it was still difficult for me to kill my own kind.

How to do?