My mom was surprised, "What? The schoolgirl came back from the back mountain? Didn't you say that you met on a blind date in the city? ”

Wang Dazhu shook his head weakly: "That's just a pretext, she was found in a cave halfway up the mountain when I went up the mountain to chop wood." ”

My mother knew it: "I said, how can such a young and beautiful schoolgirl be willing to marry us in this poor country." ”

I speculated, "That's why the bride hanged herself on the big locust tree on her wedding day, and she was forced to die by you!" ”

"No, it's not!" Wang Dazhu waved his hand, "I carried her back from the back mountain, and soon she was sober, in order to repay the grace of saving her life, she promised to marry me by herself, and everything was fine until the wedding, and I don't know why she suddenly hanged herself." ”

"Because it wasn't her who promised you." I already knew in my heart, "This is a game, a bureau against our family, they need a red sha, and she becomes a substitute for the dead." ”

Wang Dazhu suddenly said: "It wasn't her who promised me, who is it?" ”

The village chief crushed the cigarette butt with one foot, stood up and said, "No matter who it is, it has been twenty-one years since this incident, and it is difficult to trace the cause and effect. ”

He turned his eyes to look at my mother and said, "Huifen, Chonghuan is still young, and he doesn't know how to prioritize things, you have to persuade your mother, your father-in-law's life can't be given away in vain!" ”

The village chief clicked, pulled Wang Dazhu and left.

My mother's face became solemn, and I held back the fire in my stomach and had nowhere to vent: "What do you mean by the village chief?" It's obviously his family's business, but now he doesn't want to pursue it anymore. ”

My mother patted me on the shoulder and told me to calm down: "Huanhuan, go rest first, let me think about it." ”

My mother went back to the room after speaking, and I stayed by my grandfather's coffin, how could I sleep?

I wanted to go to the back mountain to find out, but now the situation is complicated, I am afraid that it will be dangerous for me to go alone, and when the time comes, there will be waves of unsettled waves, and it will only be my mother who will be dragged down.

I could only take out my phone and carefully search for literature about ghost mushrooms, but I didn't expect to find one soon.

The article was published 20 years ago, and it caused quite a stir in the academic community at the time, and the publisher was Gong Hanzhang, a visiting professor in the Department of Archaeology at Jiangcheng Medical College.

Professor Gong, I know that the School of Archaeology and our medical school often correspond, and the laboratories of our two colleges are also next to each other.

He is only 45 years old this year, and he is already very famous in the archaeological field of Jiangcheng, he is kind, polite and polite, and is very popular with students, but he is still alone.

It is also mentioned in the article that the place where he found the ghost mushroom was in a cave in the mountain behind Dushui Village.

In this comparison, the story my mother heard from the medicine farmer is probably true.

Professor Gong is the distant nephew of the medicine farmer.

More than ten years ago, the back mountain of Dushui Village had been turned over by people with a heart I don't know how many times, but after Professor Gong, no one had ever seen a ghost mushroom.

There is no doubt that the ghost mushroom that Professor Gong found back then has now become a spirit and a scourge to the villagers.

No, the ghost mushroom should have been more than twenty-one years ago, before Wang Dazhu carried the bride back from the cave.

It was not the female student who agreed to marry Wang Dazhu, but the ghost mushroom, who single-handedly contributed to the formation of Hongsha.

Slowly, I held my phone in my hand and suddenly thought of something.

Professor Gong published his article 20 years ago, which means that he discovered the ghost mushroom much earlier, and 21 years ago, Wang Dazhu carried the female student back from the cave.

Twenty-one years ago, Professor Gong was only 24 years old, about the same age as the female student, would they know each other?

Thinking like this, I hurriedly continued to search for Professor Gong's background information, and was surprised to find that he was actually the first batch of bachelor's and master's graduates of the Department of Archaeology of Jiangcheng Medical College.

When he published his article, he was in his second year of graduate school, and I even found his undergraduate graduation photo.

There are only a dozen people studying archaeology, and there are only a dozen people in the graduation photo, and I saw at a glance the young and beautiful face standing next to Professor Gong.

The female student smiled like a flower, wore a bachelor's gown, leaned slightly towards Professor Gong, raised her right hand and gestured to the camera......