The day I was kicked out of the house by my uncle, I kowtowed to my aunt and thanked her for her kindness in adopting me over the years. I also told my uncle that if he dared to hit my aunt again, I would definitely kill him.
My name is Chu Liu. Since I was born, my parents have fostered me in my aunt's house.
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 was so much money that every time my uncle got drunk, he would happily say with drowsiness that I was his cash cow.
When I was young, I didn’t know what my parents did.
Until one day in the summer when I was six years old, my father came back.
But, he didn't come back by walking, but he was carried back by others.
The father on the stretcher had no arms and legs.
The white bandages wrapped all over his body were already soaked with blood and were dazzlingly red.
At that time, my father was already dying.
When he was dying, he left me only one sentence:
"Be an ordinary person, live an ordinary life, and never gamble!"
That day, I shed all my tears.
From that day on, I seemed to have never laughed again.
After my father left, my mother never appeared again.
Without the remittances from my parents, my uncle treated me worse and worse.
From the initial insult to the violent beating later.
And his cousin Li Dabiao, who is five years older than me, also participated.
I clearly remember that over the years, they slapped me 2,436 times, kicked me 3,487 times, and punched me 2,329 times.
The total number of times I was beaten with whips and sticks was 336 times.
If my aunt hadn't been protecting me, I think I might have been beaten to death by them long ago.
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 didn't dare to fight back.
However, he learned to take beatings.
After I was kicked out of my home, I was not homeless, but followed Mr. Liu.
Liu Ye is not his real name. His real name has never been told to me.
The reason why I called him Liuye was because he asked me to call him that after he found out that my name was Chuliu.
He came to our town the year after my father died.
When I met him, he told me that he was the most powerful magician in the world.
Moreover, he is willing to hand over all his magic to me.
Indeed, his magic is very powerful.
Poker, mahjong, dice, and Pai Gow were flying up and down in his hands, sometimes disappearing, sometimes more, sometimes less, appearing and disappearing.
In this way, I started to learn what Liu Ye called "magic" from the age of seven.
Mr. Liu is an extremely free and easy person.
In addition to supervising me to practice "magic" every day, he also spent time drinking and looking for flowers.
He seems to have an unusual obsession with women.
Even if he is over sixty, he still plays and sings almost every night.
The most powerful one was when he controlled three women at night.
Mr. Liu also found a woman for me.
He's not old, he looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.
The chubby face was covered with thick rouge and gouache.
When she put on a professional fake smile, posed in front of me, and took off her first piece of clothing.
I gave her one word: "Go away".
It's not that I don't like women, it's just that I don't like this kind of woman.
My woman must be docile, obedient, and loyal. She must be attached to me and regard me as her king.
Just like the "king" in poker.
Until one day, a woman, dripping with sweat, lay in my arms and told me.
The king in poker actually means clown.
On my twentieth birthday, Mr. Liu invited me to the Zuixiang Tower.
That's the best restaurant in our town.
In the box with a simple style, Mr. Liu was holding a pipe made of golden nanmu wood. With his silver hair, he still looked calm and carefree.
"Pour the bar..."
The blue and white porcelain vase contains thirty-year-old Bamboo Leaf Green.
When the wine pours into the emerald green glaze bowl, the hops roll and the aroma of the wine lingers.
"Xiao Liu, how long have you been with me?"
Mr. Liu took a sip from his pipe, puffed out the smoke, and asked me.
"Thirteen years, two months and twenty-two days!"
"What did I teach you?"
"Qianju!"
"What is Qianju?"
"Using a method of concealing the truth from the sky and crossing the sea to achieve the purpose of stealing the sky and exchanging the sun!"
Mr. Liu nodded slightly.
I am quite satisfied with my answer.
After blowing his pipe, Mr. Liu picked up the sea bowl and said to me:
"After drinking this bowl of wine, you will leave! From now on, you don't have to follow me anymore..."
I know that this day will come sooner or later.
I just didn't expect that it would be on my twentieth birthday.
Thirty years of bamboo leaf green enters the throat, and a spicy line of fire goes from the stomach to the top of the head.
Putting down the wine bowl, Mr. Liu said again:
"Xiao Liuzi, you have to remember. You learned a thousand arts, entered a thousand doors, and walked the blue path. From now on, you are no longer an ordinary person. You are already a blue path master!"
The so-called Landau refers to all gamblers and scammers.
As long as you bet, you will be on the right path.
I remember when my father was dying, he asked me to be an ordinary person and never gamble.
Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed.
I turned out to be a bad guy.
This may be because things in the world are unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people.
"Xiao Liuzi, let me ask you again, do you want to be a father or a grandson from now on?"
"Master!"
I think no one in this world would be willing to be a grandson.
"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 thousands of people know that there is a sixth master, Chu Liuye!"
Three years?
Can I do it?
I'm a little confused.
Over the years, Mr. Liu and I have been to countless gambling establishments, large and small casinos.
However, I have never gambled on it.
I don't know what my Qianju level is?
However, I still nodded in agreement.
Mr. Liu once told me that the most difficult thing about being a scammer is not the technique, but the psychology.
In front of thousands of people, it is fundamental to be able to express what you have learned throughout your life.
"Okay, from now on, you can explore this world of thousands of blue paths on your own!"