Could it be that the so-called "change" of Dionysus was due to the amnesia in the intervening years?

Or maybe, working together with his father Jiang Xuesong to fight against the enemy has opened up the Dragon God's stubborn and extreme thinking?

Jiang Qian's understanding of the Dragon God is still very limited, and the causes and consequences of many things can only be deduced logically.

"Yes! Who would have thought that the Dragon God Yun Zhongshuo, the biggest thorn in the side of the lawful officials, would help the lawful officials participate in the war of gods? Hahaha..."

"Didn't you once be one of the Seven Gods of Ashes and a thorn in the official's side? Didn't you also participate in that divine war later?" Jiang Qian wondered, vaguely sensing something unusual.

"I didn't intervene in the war between gods," Dionysus suddenly raised his head and rarely looked at Jiang Qian seriously, "otherwise I wouldn't be alive until now."

"..."

"Haha, I was young at that time, and besides drinking, all I could think about was brotherhood!"

Dionysus slapped his thigh, stood up unsteadily, and instantly regained his old and disrespectful demeanor:

"Yun Zhongshuo is my eldest brother. When the eldest brother raises his arms, of course I, the younger brother, can only follow suit! But Dragon God is different. He is a dragon and a phoenix among men, a dominant overlord! He should not be

Jiang Xuesong was so deceived that he died with just a few words, hahahaha..."

The God of Dionysus smiled sadly, but Jiang Qian was speechless.

He couldn't empathize with Dionysian's emotions, so he could only say one sentence calmly: "Senior, my condolences."

"That's all, it's all in the past!"

The Dionysus waved his hand casually, leaned down and began to sort out his bottles and jars, putting them back in their original places.

Then he suddenly asked: "What exactly do you want to ask me about?"

Jiang Qian knelt down and clasped his hands, saying, "My father's death. I want to know the true cause of my father's death."

Dionysian was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and did not answer.

Jiang Qian knew that he had asked the right person, so he stared into the eyes of Dionysus and went further:

"Everyone told me that my father died in the War of Gods, but I disagree. If it was to rush to the War of Gods, he clearly had the opportunity to say goodbye to his family. However, in the only memory I have, he 'left'

It was so hasty that it didn’t even look like a farewell..."

After hearing this, the Dionysus grinned numbly: "What do you want me to tell you?"

"the truth."

Jiang Qian did not hesitate: "The truth you know."

Behind the bizarre performances there are often even more unexpected truths hidden!

Jiang Qian is a rational person and cannot convince himself to believe unreasonable facts, so he wants to trace the truth of the past.

Before he is about to shoulder the honor of his father and fight for the lawful officialdom, he needs to finally confirm exactly what he is fighting for.

"The truth? Haha..."

Dionysus smiled: "Have you considered how many lives this will involve?"

Jiang Qian's will was like a brand in his pupils: "As long as you are willing to speak, I will do it at any cost."

a long time--

"well!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dionysus patted his butt, turned around, and walked towards the side door of the community.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and called Jiang Qian: "Bring on the wine!"

There's a way!... Jiang Qian picked up his things and followed quickly: "Here he comes!"

…

Street beer stall in the evening.

Jiang Qian exchanged glasses with the old man who was one of the Seven Gods of Ashes in the past, and talked about heroes over drinks. They were like two close friends who had forgotten their friendship, and they did not violate peace at all.

The topics they talked about ranged from the beginning of the emergence of the super-species world to the golden age when heroes emerged in large numbers on the eve of the War of Gods; from the ten lawful tribes meeting in the turmoil to the chaotic heroes with surging undercurrents.

Sometimes I hold my breath in concentration, sometimes I laugh heartily, and sometimes I sigh with great emotion!

The only regret is that the honeycomb props posted on the table have quietly made their conversations look fake, so that the "audiences" who occasionally pass by cannot truly understand their surging hearts:

"Think back to those days, Xuesong...your father is really a distinguished and elegant general of the Predator family! In terms of martial arts, strategy, and commanding troops, he is excellent in everything!"

The God of Dionysus was already tipsy, with the mellow aroma filling his lips and teeth, and his eyes showing enthusiasm that was different from his age:

"Even my opponent can't help but be impressed by his charisma!"

Jiang Qian listened with rapt attention.

He imagined the few memories of getting along with his father, trying to restore the majestic image of a heroic figure according to the description of Dionysus.

"Snapped--"

A peach stone was thrown down from the residential building above him, disturbing Jiang Qian's thoughts...

The walnut fell at the feet of Dionysus, and when it bounced back, it accidentally knocked over the empty wine bottle.

The two of them looked up subconsciously, and saw a familiar young face sticking out from the balcony of a high-rise building, shaking the wooden toy in his hand, smiling and making faces at the God of Dionysus.

"You bastard!" Dionysus yelled, "Let your mother spank you!"

Jiang Qian remembered that this boy was the child who paid a fee to beg Dionysus to tell a story, but was forcibly taken away by his parents.

He also recognized the wood carving in the boy's hand. He had just experienced that craft in the afternoon.

Probably frightened by the grinning "threat" of the strange old man, the boy retracted his head, then sneaked out and waved to the two people downstairs.

"Haha, this kid... is more naughty than I was when I was a kid!" Dionysus shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Qian could tell that the old man cared about this child, so he took the opportunity to raise a glass: "What a coincidence, since ancient times heroes have emerged from youth."

"Hahaha, well said! Salute to youth!"

Glasses of wine collided, and another round of drinking began.

During the interval, the street stall owner also came to join in the fun and presented a plate full of edamame as a gift.

The god of wine was intoxicated, and he accidentally choked while drinking heavily, and suddenly coughed and his face turned red.

"Cough, cough! Sigh... Now that I can no longer drink, it was then that I was really heroic..."

He sighed intermittently:

"Dragon God, me, and your father... ahem! After he resigned from his official position, we often got together and drank all night long. Only when we are drunk can we see our true nature!"

Jiang Qian reached out to pat the old man's back, but his raised hand was held down.

The God of Wine suddenly changed the topic and sighed: "I also thought Xuesong was really serious."

Jiang Qian's eyes were focused, and Dionysus stopped talking at the right time.

There are only a few words that have a clear meaning.

A memory not long ago popped into Jiang Qian's mind: he remembered that the White Tiger Master had said that his father was authorized by the Predator family to resolutely handle the sacred mountain affairs - in addition, his father also received another task

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However, regarding that "another mission", Venerable White Tiger never mentioned it until the end of that conversation.
Chapter completed!