super species player.

Chapter 462 Farewell
Jiang Qian remained silent.

The heroic image of my father that I had just established not long ago now began to show signs of cracking.

Out of rationality, he needs to live in an objective and real world in order to defend himself against the cold arrows shot by the cruel reality; but out of his few personal emotions, he instinctively wants to refuse.

"Do you really want to know?"

Dionysus saw Jiang Qian's hesitation and advised with a smile: "Some truths are better left untouched. Knowing too much will only add to your troubles. Perhaps the balance you have just established in your life will be broken, and you will face more troublesome enemies."

Jiang Qian looked at the god of wine, staring at his weathered face for a long time.

Said: "It is better to face it early than to be caught off guard."

Reason prevails. He needs objective facts to support his future objective actions. This is a habit he has developed since childhood and is engraved in his mind like the concept of "be careful of everything".

Just as the first ability he obtained after becoming a super species was "clairvoyance", and later he gained the ability to see "nothing" because he was given the "Way of Compatibility", fate prompted him to see through everything and live clearly.

After hearing this, the god of wine laughed and said that what he said was true.

There are always hurdles in life that you have to overcome!

The Qianlong Wuyong known to the world is no longer just a super individual emerging from the bottom. He is now a core strategic weapon that the orderly officials have invested heavily in and supported. He is about to be deployed on a more complex battlefield, which is related to the interests and survival of more people.

Therefore, before going to the real battlefield, Jiang Qian would not allow himself to have even the slightest "flaw".

"So, my father didn't really have a heart-to-heart with the Dragon God at that time, and he didn't resign from his official position, right?"

"You are very smart!" Bacchus looked at Jiang Qian with some surprise.

Just from an ambiguous hint, he was able to trace the source and find the key point immediately, which made the God of Wine marvel at Jiang Qian's cleverness and calmness.

However, the story does not end there.

Dionysus continued the conversation, gradually presenting the original picture of the events of that year:
"We didn't know at the time that your father still maintained close ties with the lawful officials after he left office. From what happened later, we can imagine that your father's fundamental purpose in winning over the Dragon God was to facilitate 'monitoring' the movements of the Ash Organization headed by the Dragon God."

Jiang Qian listened silently. This was not much different from what he expected.

The person who could sit in his father's position was involved in many things and had a lot of connections! How could he get away so easily?
Not to mention that he also has close contacts with the top figures of the opposing organization!

In order to help Jiang Qian understand the connection more clearly, Dionysus continued to explain:
"The Ashes organization was very simple in the beginning! It was originally a free organization founded by the Dragon God. It advocated the pursuit of free belief, the abandonment of decadent ideas, and the practice of a personalized lifestyle. It was first promoted by a few of us elders - and the Dragon God is the soul of Ashes! In the era when super-species players emerged, Ashes quickly gathered many talented people with different personalities and became a well-known existence among non-lawful organizations."

"You know all this, too. Ashes' influence is still all over the country... but back then, Ashes' reputation wasn't as bad as it is now! Hahaha... But when did the problem occur? Probably during those years when the Dragon God 'disappeared'."

"For an organization that has lost its soul, it is almost inevitable that its ideology will shift, not to mention that there are people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to usurp power! Haha, it's a pity that they are too far away from the Dragon God. They failed to usurp power, but ruined the reputation of the organization! For example, Ashes' strong will gradually became paranoid and tyrannical; his pursuit of freedom became an excuse for decadence and indulgence."

"So, the conflict between Ashes and the lawful officials gradually escalated. Perhaps the officials were also reflecting on this issue: killing the Dragon God not only failed to solve the problem for Ashes, but also caused Ashes to further lose control... Their strategy failed. Perhaps it was because of this that your father's flexible approach was born later."

Forced removal of the lesion failed, so conservative treatment was used instead... After hearing this, Jiang Qian gradually understood the official policy of the Order towards Ashes.

"The conflict broke out just before the war between gods."

The god of wine continued to tell the story of many years ago, his expression becoming increasingly solemn:

"Influenced by your father, the Dragon God decided to participate in the God War and called on the strong generals within the Ashes Organization to go with him. This touched the bottom line of some of the dissenters, and a conflict broke out, causing a split within the Ashes."

"The war between gods was imminent, and the Dragon God did not have the extra energy to deal with the internal conflicts at the time, so he could only leave with his supporters and directly participate in the war. Le Shen and I were sworn followers of the Dragon God, so of course we were also among those who participated in the war. But things were not that simple."

"Later, your father received official internal intelligence that the remaining forces of Ashes were preparing to snipe the Dragon God along the coast! They actually regarded the Dragon God as a traitor and dared to strangle the spiritual leader of the Ashes Organization!"

When the god of wine said this, he suddenly dropped his fist on the table, and the wooden table cracked visibly from the tabletop to the table legs...

Jiang Qian was also nervous.

He knew that the truth he wanted was nearby: "What happened next?"

"Your father has deployed the official elite to ambush in the coastal areas to counterattack, preparing to take the opportunity to wipe out the remnants of the Ashes! Of course, this does not include us."

The god of wine sighed:

"Your father did a very decent job in this regard. He knew very well the dangers of the war between gods and sincerely wanted to use more power to prevent the disaster."

"Unfortunately, that campaign failed to completely eliminate the remaining forces of Ashes. Not only that, it also exposed your father's ambiguous relationship with the officials, and things got really unpleasant."

"And at this critical moment, news came from the rear that foreign forces secretly attacked your father's family members who stayed behind!"

Jiang Qian's eyes focused, this was the "cause and effect" he wanted to know -

"By the time your father and the Dragon God arrived, the assassination had already been stopped by the timely intervention of official forces. Fortunately, no one was hurt, but they were mentally traumatized, especially the youngest son... Your father took advantage of this crisis to say 'goodbye' to his family."

The God of Wine lowered his head and sighed, then looked at Jiang Qian and said:
"Although that farewell was very hasty, life is unpredictable. Which farewell is not unexpected?"

"..."

"You don't have to blame your father. Xuesong is a man who always does things strictly and from beginning to end. I think he did this because he didn't want you and your two children to experience another new trauma."

……

This is the truth that Jiang Qian has always wanted to find out.

The god of wine's narration ended, but Jiang Qian felt a sense of emptiness.

After all, this account was not too different from the "truth" he had heard from other places. The fact that his father died in the war of gods was unshakable, and there was no shameful conspiracy.

But he still felt like something was wrong...

Jiang Qian thought carefully under the gaze of the God of Wine: "After being deceived and used for so long, the Dragon God has no special reaction?"

"I know what you want to ask."

The god of wine smiled faintly:
"In fact, we can understand your father's actions. His concerns about the remnants of the Ashes are also the concerns of the Dragon God. In the final analysis, the official's move this time can be regarded as helping us."

Listening to the God of Wine's statement, the context of the matter gradually became clear, and Jiang Qian's inner doubts became more and more sharp: "But you said, this will involve many lives?"

This was the reminder that Dionysus gave when Jiang Qian began to ask about the "truth".

"Yes, a lot." Bacchus did not deny it, as if he was determined to play a game of charades with Jiang Qian.

"How many?" Jiang Qian continued to ask.

"It depends on how far you want to go." Dionysus smiled meaningfully.

Jiang Qian was also smiling, his indifferent smile revealed a bit of biting coldness: "The remnants of the Ashes back then, the four gods of the Ashes today...what else? What's the name of that foreign organization?" "Ah...I knew you would ask this!"

The god of wine sighed and replied, "Nordic, divine realm."

Holy area? !
There is no doubt that it was the devil's cave where he passed by in the "Big Gamble" copy!
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. What did my father do to offend them that made them take such a huge risk to kill him even in an away game?"

"That's hard to say... I just remember that the lawful authorities exchanged a spy captured by a special department with the Nordic side. His name was 'Kul'. It is said that this person is a believer of the divine realm."

Kul...

"I understand, thank you, senior."

Jiang Qian took out a stack of red bills from his pocket and placed them on the wooden table that was about to collapse.

"What, are you leaving?"

There was a hint of reluctance in the god of wine's tone.

After all, it had been many years since he had been able to drink and chat with others about the past.

"I have bothered you for a long time today. I will come to see you next time I come to Beijing."

"Oh...well, you should get busy!" The god of wine waved his hand and filled his own glass again.

"Take care of yourself." Jiang Qian stood up and said goodbye.

When he was about to leave, he was stopped by Bacchus again.

The old man's eyes were already a little cloudy, and he shouted, "Tell Xiaolu to thank her for me. Tell her how much she has taken care of him over the years!"

"Okay, I will definitely bring it."

Jiang Qian's figure quickly disappeared in the narrow alley.

Most of the customers had already left the scattered stalls.

The god of wine sat alone at the table, slowly pouring and drinking the last bottle of good wine...

Until a voice froze his movements——

"You are not a good drunkard..."

Hearing the sound, the god of wine laughed slowly, and his laughter became long and gradually hearty!

"why are you laughing?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing at you, the King of Hell who is urging you to die. You come so quickly!"

"Humph, even when death is imminent, you still behave in an unruly way."

As he teased, a lamprey brand faintly flashed from the old man's back. The brand burned like fire and expanded outward at a speed visible to the naked eye! It seemed to be devouring the old, hunched body of the god of wine...

"Even if I don't tell you, he will find you sooner or later."

"Then let him never come back!"

"Hahaha, old buddy, this is the capital city!" The god of wine looked up at the dark night sky, but met a pair of immature and confused eyes in the distance.

……

The boy tied the two wooden sculptures together with transparent tape to form a "giant monster", and then climbed onto the windowsill impatiently, wanting to show off the secret treasure to the old naughty boy downstairs.

But when he stuck his head out, he saw an incredible scene.

The old naughty boy's body was emitting a strange luster, from the surface of his skin, to his bright red flesh and blood, to his white bones... Every inch of skin and bones covered by the luster was disappearing visibly! Just like what was described in the myths that the boy had been fascinated by...

"Do not……"

The boy quickly realized something, his eyes widened in surprise, and when the sound was about to come out of his throat, a pair of hands reached out from behind him and covered his mouth tightly!
"Woo...wow!"

The silenced boy was taken away from the windowsill by his mother and held tightly in her arms.

His father rushed out from the side, slammed the window shut and pulled the curtains!
This scene happened so smoothly that the boy was caught off guard.

He was unable to make a sound, so tears rushed out of his eyes. At the same time, he struggled desperately!

Just like he had wanted countless times to break free from his parents' control and execute his own will, to witness with his own eyes the painful and terrifying conjectures that filled his mind - was he disappearing? Was he going to die?
No one would care about the life or death of an elderly person living alone, let alone such an "annoying" guy... The boy resisted almost madly and wanted to kick away his father who was approaching him. He was angry at his parents for being callous!

But the next second, the boy was stunned by the increasingly clear trembling and sobbing of his mother behind him.

He was surprised to find that his insensitive mother was crying.

For a "hateful" lonely old man...

……

"Old drunkard, if you have any last words, say them now."

"No harm to the family."

……

The night breeze is cool.

The stall owner suddenly woke up and was stunned for a long while, feeling that he had fallen into a long dream.

I looked down at the watch and realized that I was really sleepy!

He rubbed his neck, stood up from the bench, staggered out, and fixed his eyes on the empty stall where the checkout had not yet been settled. He was stunned for a long while before he walked over hesitantly and picked up the red bills on the table.

I clicked a little and found that there were several hundred more.

The price was countless times higher than the plate of edamame he gave away!
"This old man... has no children, but he never lacks money!"

After sighing for a while, he put the money into his pocket and quickly packed up the stall.

The moonlight was still there, and he felt vaguely that the wind was a little chilly tonight. He thought that he was probably tired, so he hurried to pack up his samples and did not even notice the few pieces of burnt cloth left beside the stall.

(End of this chapter)