Chapter 1208

On September 9 of the Qingguo calendar, according to the Qingguo calendar, today is the Double Ninth Festival.

In the so-called Double Ninth Festival, relatives and friends return home. On this day, the people of Qingguo want to climb high and look far, enjoy chrysanthemums and drink wine. During this day, the tourists who travel abroad will also choose to return to their hometown and reunite with their relatives.

On a street in Qianliang city in the south of Qingguo, the customs of Chongyang town are different. As one of the cities closest to the border of Qingguo, it is very different from the capital during the Double Ninth Festival.

In the capital, people drink rice wine and rice dumplings to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival. But in Qianliang City, this custom has become inserting dogwood and drinking herbal tea.

On the streets, vendors push carts full of herbal tea, which is boiled with various herbs and can clear away heat and fire. Because the weather in the south is hot and dry, herbal tea is very popular here.

In every household, the oldest or oldest people will distribute the cornel that was picked a few months ago and now has been dried to their children. This plant called cornel is not a herbal medicine, but it is not an ordinary weed. It can emit a unique aroma that is not found in other things.

People come and go in the Qianliang City, and they are happy.

On the most prosperous street in the city, this should be the busiest place in the city, but there is a door that is particularly deserted. There is a huge plaque hanging on the door, which reads "Jindao escort agency". This was originally the largest escort agency in the city, but more than a month ago, all the people in the whole escort agency disappeared. Only one escort leader who was outside and the owner of the escort agency survived.

The escort leader is Jiang Jindao. He is an easy-going old man. Although he will boast to the children around him about his great achievements in the Jianghu, if the children don't want to listen, he will buy some candy to tempt them. From the old man, people can't see the murderous spirit that Jianghu bullies should have.

But people haven't seen such a person since what happened a month ago.

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. People come and go in the streets. If you know Jiang Jindao's passing here, you will inevitably look at this place more. But even uncle sun, who is most familiar with Jiang Jindao on the street and often plays chess with this smelly chess basket who repents when he plays wrong chess, didn't knock on the door.

Such a thing is not a trivial matter. All the wives and children of a family have disappeared. No matter who is hit, it can't be too big.

At noon, the door of Jindao escort agency was suddenly opened. A thin old man came out from behind the door and sat on the step sandwiched between two giant stone lions.

"Golden Dao? It hasn't been seen for many days. Would you like to come to my sister-in-law's house today in Chongyang? Dabenzi brought the specialty rice wine from the north. Lao Yang of my family said it well after drinking it. An old woman of mine can't drink. Go and try it with him?" Seeing Jiang Jindao appear, the aunt who lives in the cloth stall next to Jindao escort agency walked over and said to him.

But as soon as he walked in and saw Jiang Jindao clearly, he was suddenly startled.

Jiang Jindao was unkempt, perhaps because he was thin, so his cheeks were deeply sunken on both sides. At this time, the skin and flesh of the originally strong old dart leader was loose, and he didn't look as energetic as before. Especially his eyes

When I lived to this age, I saw a lot of dead people, and Jiang Jindao's eyes were muddy and godless. My first reaction was the eyes of the dead.

Startled by Jiang Jindao's appearance, the aunt hurried forward and explored Jiang Jindao's breath with her hand. She was relieved when she found that everything was normal. However, she didn't speak any more. The whole Qianliang City heard the news of an accident with the people of Jindao escort agency. It's so strange that no one knows how the people of Jindao escort agency disappeared until now.

Therefore, a shrewd person like aunt will not uncover Jiang Jindao's scar.

Jiang Jindao raised his turbid eyes. After looking at her, he said to her in a hoarse voice, "OK."

There are not many people in Qianliang city in Yangjiabu stall. In addition, today is solar term, so there are no guests. It was just noon when the cloth stall closed the door.

The shopkeeper of the Yang family sat at the dinner table and looked at his old friend. He couldn't help feeling a little shocking. He could not imagine that this strong man, once one of the best in the whole Qianliang City, would lose weight like this.

But Jiang Jindao, like not seeing the eyes of the manager of the Yang family, picked up the wine on the table and dried a large bowl at one go.

"Jindao, drink slowly. This wine has a strong aftereffect. If you drink too much later, you can sleep in my house. Don't blame me for not taking you home." Aunt saw the shopkeeper drinking too much, and saw the momentum of Jiang Jindao drinking. She couldn't help comforting her.

Jiang Jindao suddenly squatted down. The wine in his bowl had been drained, but his hand holding the wine bowl was shaking like holding a kilogram weight.

The shopkeeper glared at her fiercely, and she also turned her mouth, knowing that she had said something wrong.

The bowl in Jiang Jindao's hand fell to the ground with a plop. With a crisp sound, the bowl fell to pieces. And this old man from the north, who was much taller than others, actually lay on the table and cried.

He cried silently, but his shoulders kept shaking, which could make the man with strong nature cry like this. It can be seen how deep the sadness in his heart is.

Lao Yang and his wife did not speak, but quietly looked at Jiang Jindao and sobbed silently.

Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door, the ground trembled violently, and even the shelves with cloth in the room fell down. Lao Yang and his wife looked at each other and hurried to the door. But Jiang Jindao still lay on the table and sobbed silently.

There were bursts of sad cries outside the door, from pedestrians coming and going in the street outside the door. But the two screams closest to Jiang Jindao, which are the clearest, belong to Lao Yang and his wife.

Jiang Jindao suddenly raised his head and looked out the door. I don't know when the door has been opened, but it's not a normal opening and closing. Instead, it's like being destroyed by violence.

Just then, a round thing flew in from the door and landed at Jiang Jindao's feet. Jiang Jindao took a closer look. It was Lao Yang's head, and the crack in his neck was very disappointing. It was obvious that he was forcibly knocked off his head. This made Jiang Jindao, who was still immersed in grief, excited and stood up immediately.