On the day my uncle kicked me out of the house, I first kowtowed to my aunt to thank her for her kindness in adopting me over the years. I told my uncle that if he dared to beat my aunt again, I would definitely kill him.

My name is the sixth year of junior high school, and my parents have fostered me at my aunt's house since I was born.

In the beginning, my uncle was very kind to me.

Of course, it's not that he likes me much.

It's because my parents always send him money from time to time to thank him and my aunt for taking care of me.

There is a lot of money, so much so that every time my uncle gets drunk, he will be drunk and happy and say, I am his cash cow.

I was young and didn't know what my parents did.

Until one day in the summer when he was six years old, my father returned.

However, it was not walked back, but carried back.

The father on the stretcher, arms and legs are gone.

The white bandages that covered his body had long been soaked in blood, and the red was dazzling.

At that time, my father was already dying.

When he was dying, he left me with only one sentence:

"Be an ordinary person, live an ordinary life, and never gamble!"

That day, I shed all my tears.

It was also from that day that I didn't seem to laugh anymore.

After my father left, my mother never showed up again.

Without my parents' remittances, my uncle treated me worse and worse.

From the initial verbal abuse, to the later violent beatings.

And his cousin Li Dabiao, who is five years older than me, also participated.

I distinctly remember that over the years, the two of them slapped me a total of 2,436 times, kicked me 3,487 times, and punched me 2,329 times.

The number of times the whip and the stick beat me together was 336.

If it weren't for my aunt's protection, I think I would have been beaten to death by them.

I hate them, and I hold grudges.

Otherwise, I wouldn't remember it so clearly.

At that time, I didn't know how to fight, and I didn't dare to fight back.

However, he learned to be beaten.

I was kicked out of the house, but I was not homeless, but followed the sixth master.

The sixth master is not his real name, his real name, he has never told me.

The reason why he called him Sixth Master was that he knew that my name was the sixth year of junior high school, so he asked me to call him that.

He came to our town the year after my dad died.

When I met him, he told me that he was the best magician in the world.

And he's willing to give me all his magic.

Indeed, his magic is very good.

Poker, mahjong, dice, pai gow, flying up and down in his hands, sometimes not there, sometimes more and sometimes less, out of nowhere.

In this way, from the age of seven, I learned what he called "magic" from the sixth master.

The sixth master is a person who is free and easy to the extreme.

In addition to supervising me to practice "magic" every day, he drank and laughed for flowers.

He seems to have an unusual obsession with women.

Even if he is over sixty years old, he sings almost every night.

The sixth master also found me a woman.

Not very old, eighteen or nineteen years old.

Chubby face, smeared with a thick layer of rouge gouache.

When she smirked professionally, she scratched her head in front of me and took off her first dress.

I sent her a word: "Get out".

It's not that I don't like women, it's just that I don't like them.

My woman must be docile, obedient, and loyal. Attach to me, and make me king.

It's like the "king" of playing cards.

Until one day, a woman was drenched in sweat, lay in my arms, and told me.

The king in poker actually means a clown.

On my twentieth birthday, the sixth master invited me to Zuixiang Tower.

It was the best restaurant in town.

In the quaint style box, the sixth master is holding a pipe of golden silk nanmu, and with silver hair, he is still light and breezy and uninhibited.

"Pour the Bar ......"

The blue and white porcelain vase contains 30-year-old bamboo leaf green.

The wine is poured into the sea bowl with green glaze of emerald porcelain, the hops are tumbling, and the aroma of the wine is lingering.

"Little Liu, how long have you been with me?"

The sixth master took a puff of his pipe, spit out clouds and mist, and asked me.

"Thirteen years, two months, and twenty-two days!"

"What did I teach you?"

"Senjutsu!"

"What is Senjutsu?"

"By hiding the sky and crossing the sea, the purpose of stealing the sky and changing the sun is achieved!"

The sixth master nodded slightly.

I was quite satisfied with my answer.

After knocking on the pipe, the sixth master picked up the sea bowl and said to me:

"After drinking this bowl of wine, you are gone! You don't have to follow me anymore......"

I know that day will come sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to be on my twentieth birthday.

Thirty-year-old bamboo leaves are green in the throat, and a spicy line of fire goes from the stomach to the top of the head.

Putting down the wine bowl, the sixth master said again:

"Little Liuzi, you have to remember. You are learning a thousand arts, entering a thousand gates, and walking the blue road. From now on, you are no longer an ordinary person. You're already a Randolph veteran! ”

The so-called blue road refers to all gamblers.

As long as you gamble, what you go is the blue road.

Think about my father's deathbed when he asked me to be an ordinary person and never gamble.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed.

I've become a Randolph veteran.

This may be the impermanence of the world, and creation makes people.

"Little Liuzi, let me ask you again, do you want to be a master or a grandson in the future?"

"Boss!"

I don't think anyone in this world would be willing to be a grandchild.

"Okay, since you want to be a master. I want you to use what you have learned in the past ten years, and within three years, let Qianmen Landao know that there is a sixth master, the first sixth master! ”

Three years?

Can I do it?

I'm a little dazed.

Over the years, although I have been to countless gambling games and casinos with the sixth master.

I've never gambled, though.

I don't know, what is my level of skill?

Still, I nodded yes.

The sixth master once told me that the most difficult thing for Lao Qian is not technology, but psychology.

In front of thousands of people, whether you can give full play to what you have learned in your life is the fundamental.

"Okay, in the future, you will be alone in the rivers and lakes of the Thousand Blue Roads!"

The sixth master's tone was light and light.

But in my eyes, I still saw reluctance.

"Jianghu? Where are the rivers and lakes? ”

I asked softly as I looked out the window blankly.

"When you go out, you can see the rivers and lakes!"