As for why this old drug farmer was able to succeed, it seems to be a bit of a coincidence.

This old medicine farmer is very thin. For some reason, he has liked to climb to high places since he was seven or eight years old. At first, he climbed trees, and he dared to climb up trees more than ten meters high. Later, he gradually climbed up. As he grew older, he began to climb the cliff and climbed higher and higher.

Because his parents died early, he was brought up by his uncle. The uncle liked to eat, was lazy, and was very fond of gambling, so he usually didn't bother to take care of him. People in the village saw that this child had such "monkey nature", and they all said that he was born by a monkey, or else he was like this. He likes to climb to high places, but everyone thinks that if this continues, the child will fall to his death sooner or later.

Strange to say, people are usually afraid when they stand at a high place and look down. People often say that they are "afraid of heights", but the old medicine farmer does not have this problem at all. No matter how high he stands, he never feels afraid of heights. I have felt scared, but not only am I not scared, I also feel very excited, but this kind of talent is very useful for collecting medicine.

Because the more precious herbs often grow on cliffs or in dangerous places that are difficult for ordinary people to reach, precious herbs that others cannot collect are nothing to experienced herb farmers.

Slowly, the old herb farmer became a well-known expert in picking herbs. Only the old herb farmer could pick many high-quality herbs, so he earned a pretty good income. Later, he married a wife and had children. Compared with most people, , my childhood life was quite prosperous.

But the old drug farmer has a bad habit, like his uncle, he is addicted to gambling. Maybe this is hereditary.

One summer, it rained heavily for seven or eight days in a row. The old medicine farmer could not go into the mountains to collect medicines. When he had time to spare, his hands itched, so he started gambling with several local rich men. Unexpectedly, he was not lucky enough. He kept losing bets, and in the end he lost so much that he even bet on his house and his wife, but he still lost everything.

In the end, the old drug farmer had no choice but to beg the rich men to give him a few days of grace. If he really couldn't raise the money, he could use his wife and house to cash in his gambling debts.

After coming back, the old medicine farmer thought hard and finally thought of a way to pay off his gambling debt by digging Ganoderma lucidum on the cliff.

Before this, he had never had such an idea. Although he had never been afraid of the danger of a cliff, that cliff was extraordinary. Not only was the terrain dangerous, but the real dangers were other dangers.

Everyone in the area near the cliff knows that the cliff is a "haunted" place. Except for a man who successfully dug Ganoderma lucidum from there during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty, no one else who went to dig for medicine on the cliff could. Come back alive.

When the old drug farmer was a child, he knew that there were three drug farmers in the village who died like this one after another. Therefore, like everyone else, he was very afraid of that cliff. Usually when it was dark, he would not even dare to pass near the cliff, let alone go there. Ganoderma lucidum was dug on the cliff.

But this time there is really no way out. If my wife and house are gone, then I am really separated from my wife. What is the point of living?

So he gritted his teeth, decided to risk his life and try his luck on that cliff.

Although the old medicine farmer was fond of gambling and dared to climb dangerous places that ordinary people were afraid of, he was not reckless in nature. He was a very calculating person. Before going to the cliff, he made a special trip to Wang Xiucai's house.

Wang Xiucai was a teacher. He was knowledgeable and very smart. He passed the examination of the former Qing Dynasty scholars at a very young age. Later, after the Qing Dynasty ended and the Republic of China was established, he could not continue to take the imperial examination. The locals said that he was a candidate for the number one scholar. , but I was born at the wrong time, so I could only be a private school teacher.

However, Wang Xiucai is an enthusiastic person. He is not only knowledgeable but also well-informed. When many people encounter difficulties, they like to come to him for help with ideas and solutions.

The old drug farmer had always been on good terms with Wang Xiucai, and he felt that Wang Xiucai was indeed well-deserved, and his views on many things were incomparable to his own.

Regarding this life-and-death operation, the old drug farmer certainly wanted to discuss it with Wang Xiucai to see if Wang Xiucai could help him think of a way to make this operation more confident.

When the old medicine farmer met Wang Xiucai and told him his plan, Wang Xiucai suddenly frowned and remained silent for a long time, which made the old medicine farmer even more unsure.

After a long while, Wang Xiucai suddenly asked the old medicine farmer: "Do you really want to do this? Have you thought clearly? As a friend of many years, I must remind you that if you really go to the cliff to collect Ganoderma lucidum, 90% You will lose your life and it will be difficult to come back alive,"

When the old medicine farmer heard what Wang Xiucai said, he first let out a long sigh, and then nodded firmly. If he didn't do this, what could he do?

Seeing that the old drug farmer was determined, Wang Xiucai had no choice but to shake his head, then stood up, walked gently to open the door, and looked outside. After making sure that no one was outside, he closed the door again. He quietly came back and sat down, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously to the old medicine farmer: "Have you ever heard of the man who dug Ganoderma lucidum from the cliff during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng?"

Wang Xiucai's series of strange reactions made the old medicine farmer a little confused. He didn't know why Wang Xiucai suddenly became so nervous.

When Wang Xiucai asked him, he quickly replied: "Of course I know about this. Who in our area doesn't know about it?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiucai shook his head after hearing this: "Hey, most people only know the first one, but don't know the second. Everyone knows that the man dug up Ganoderma lucidum and donated it to Emperor Yongzheng, and then received a heavy reward. , and with their fame, they didn’t have to bow when they saw the local magistrate, but since then, a series of strange things happened to their family,”

Wang Xiucai said this, stood up again, took out an oil paper bag from under the bed, and then opened the oil paper bag layer by layer. There was a book wrapped inside.

Wang Xiucai carefully opened the book, pointed to the lines on it and said to the old medicine farmer: "Look, this is the family tree of our family. The man who collected Ganoderma lucidum from the cliff is named Wang Xingguang. After he was awarded the title by the court, , and moved to the provincial capital.

Later, he gave birth to eight sons, but the strange thing is that after seven of them got married, they were all born freaks. Moreover, these seven sons also had some strange diseases and they all died at a young age. , only the eldest son gave birth to a normal son, and this became Wang Xingguang’s only grandson.

Wang Xingguang was afraid that he would lose his incest, so he married his grandson to an eighteen-year-old daughter-in-law when he was just nine years old. He died of a strange disease, and it was said that this strange disease was the same as that of several of his uncles.

In this way, the last seedling of Wang Xingguang's family died.

The day after his grandson's death, Wang Xingguang's eldest son also hanged himself to death. In this way, all the men in Wang Xingguang's family died mysteriously one after another.

After all these blows, Wang Xingguang became crazy. He was sometimes sober and sometimes confused. He often muttered to himself, "I really shouldn't have gone to dig Ganoderma lucidum on that cliff. I suffered retribution. It was those little devils who did it. Damn his grandma." , I want to fight them desperately, it is they who have caused my family to be like this, it is they who have made me cut off my descendants.'

Moreover, his own body was failing soon. Before he died, two brothers from the same race in our village went to the provincial capital to see him. Among these two races, one of them was my ancestor.

Perhaps because of the flashback before his death, Wang Xingguang's mind became very clear. He told the two brothers in the clan about his experience on the cliff in detail.

It turned out that when he went to collect Ganoderma lucidum on the cliff, he encountered many mysterious things, which he had never told anyone before.

Wang Xingguang said that he did not act rashly. He made a lot of preparations before climbing the cliff.

He first asked the nearby elderly people in detail about the various legends about the cliff; not only that, he also visited the relatives and friends of those who died climbing the cliff one by one and listened carefully to their stories of the victims.

After these preparations, Wang Xingguang summarized several important points:

The rumors about ghosts under the cliff are probably true, because many old people in the village have seen it with their own eyes. Especially when the plague was rampant, there would really be "little ghosts" climbing up and stealing people's corpses, and little ghosts would appear. Most of the time is at night.

The village once hired a Taoist priest with great magic power to shoot a "little ghost" to death with a bow and arrow. At that time, many villagers saw the body of the "little ghost" with their own eyes. It was green all over, had a triangular head, and had a pair of long ears. He also has sparse red hair on his body, which makes him look extremely scary, and he looks like a legendary imp.

The villagers were shocked and strange at the time. They did not expect that the 'little devil' would die. The Taoist priest explained that the bow and arrow he used were made of peach wood and had been blessed with spells, so he could shoot the 'little devil'. die.

When the villagers wanted to take a closer look at the body of the "little ghost", the Taoist priest threw the body into the cliff. This all shows that the legend about the little ghost under the cliff is not groundless, and is 100% true.

In addition, Wang Xingguang also discovered that those who died on the cliff may not have been killed directly by these 'ghosts', but they fell into the cliff and died after their ropes were broken.

No one knows who broke the rope, whether it was the 'imps' or other monsters.

There was once a medicine farmer who also noticed this, so he asked a blacksmith to make an iron rope and wanted to take a risk. He thought that if he changed the iron rope, it would be broken.

Why is this cliff so dangerous and people keep taking risks?

The reason is very simple, because everyone who collects medicinal herbs knows that judging from the environment in which medicinal herbs grow, there must be many precious herbs on that cliff. Experienced herb farmers can even smell the smell of Ganoderma lucidum on the cliff.

‘No one does the business of losing money, but some people do the business of beheading’. If there is huge profit, some people will dare to risk their lives to do it. Therefore, although this cliff is so dangerous and unpredictable, there are still people who are willing to take the risk.”

When the old medicine farmer heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked Wang Xiucai: "Well, this man is smart. He actually thought of using iron ropes instead of ropes. In this way, it will definitely not be broken. The reason why Wang Xingguang succeeded was because he also used iron ropes. How about this method?"

Wang Xiucai shook his head, took a sip of water, and then sighed and said: "Oh, it's not what you thought. Although the man used the iron rope to climb down the cliff, the iron rope still broke, and the man was also different from the previous climber. Like a person who fell into a cliff and died."
Chapter completed!