The record on this tombstone is very strange. There is no name or surname at all. There is only one title, and it even says "Fourth Master!"

The person who erected the monument in the lower right corner only has two words: Yaoyang!

Such records can be said to be unclear. If an outsider came to take a look, how could he know who was buried here.

"Master, I haven't come to see you for a long time, don't you blame me?"

At this time, Yaoyang was squatting in front of the tombstone, placing the big black bag on the ground, lighting incense and candles meticulously, and placing everything neatly with an unprecedented respect.

Miss He was touched by what she saw and was also affected by such a scene. She hurriedly knelt down to help her, knowing the situation without gossiping or asking questions.

While Yaoyang was busy, he took the initiative to speak in a low voice as if he were describing himself:

"The master has many enemies. I was afraid that someone would dig up his grave and humiliate his corpse if he knew he was here, so I didn't even write out his full name. When I learned the art from the master, my status was not high enough, and I didn't even have the confidence to kill someone.

Protect."

Yaoyang usually has a powerful talker and a heroic demeanor, and sometimes his words are even "nine falsehoods and one true".

But at this time, the words were spoken in such a low tone that Miss He could almost feel that her emotions were real and she really revealed her heart.

Involuntarily, Miss He whispered:

"It's different now. You are already the youngest chief inspector of Hong Kong Comprehensive City, and you are also the acting director of Mong Kok. Who dares to mess with your master! And now you want to teach me gambling, then this is my master. Lei

Sir, don’t worry, I will buy the best cemetery in Hong Kong Zong City right away when I get back, move the grave for our ancestor, and have a grand burial."

Yaoyang ignored Miss He's words. Everything was ready. He was already kneeling in front of the tombstone. He stared at the tombstone with a pair of eagle eyes and said:

"Master, I have promised He Qiong that I will teach her gambling skills so that she can cope with the crisis in a year's time. You will not give up until you die. You have been winning all your life and hope to keep winning. If I do this, you should not be too.

You will blame me!"

"Master, the path I want to take has always been different from yours. I have also thought clearly about the gambling skills. I leave it to He Qiong. She is a person in the gambling world. One day, she can make your reputation famous again, and everyone in the gambling world will

Shocked."

"By the way, I'm here this time. I have nothing to honor you, but I have prepared ten million for you so that you can eat well and live well down here."

Having said this, Yaoyang opened the black bag on the ground and revealed a bag full of Hong Kong dollars.

"ah?"

Miss He was shocked when she saw it. She had no idea that the bag Yaoyang carried on his back turned out to be a bag of banknotes.

And judging from this posture, Yaoyang wants to sacrifice the deceased with real money.

Did you hear it right? Ten million Hong Kong dollars!

Ten million sacrifices, this approach is really a low-key luxury!

Miss He has grown up and comes from a wealthy family. She has seen a lot. She has never heard of any big boss in Hong Kong and Macao playing like this.

Yaoyang paid no attention to what Miss He thought, and continued:

"Of course, with your ability, even if you don't have any money, you can become rich in the world in one day. But this is my apprentice's wish, so don't refuse."

After saying this, Yaoyang picked up the prepared liquor, incense candles, paper money, and real Hong Kong dollars, and poured them all over.

clang……!

With the flame of a windproof lighter, tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars burned in front of an ordinary tombstone, incense candles and paper money ignited, the fire was raging and touching.

Seeing the actually lit fire, Miss He was completely dumbfounded.

However, Yaoyang was still completely devoted to his own unique sacrifice, with a pair of eagle eyes full of satisfaction and heaviness.

Stanley Cemetery.

Tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars were burned and sacrificed. Both Yao Yang and Miss He stood up and stood solemnly in front of the blazing flames.

Of course, Yaoyang is the real performance, the most authentic expression of emotions at this moment.

Miss He was completely confused. She could not have imagined that an ordinary visit to a grave would witness such a special way.

What's more, I didn't expect Yaoyang to be so heroic and soaring into the sky, with a total of 10 million Hong Kong dollars. In the 1980s, he burned it without blinking an eye because he was so willful and worshiped the dead.

After two minutes, seeing that the fire was raging, Miss He couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice:

"Master, who is the master?"

Perhaps because the sacrifice was completed, Yaoyang returned to his usual appearance and said with a smile:

“Have you ever heard of the Chinese God of Gamblers?”

"Chinese god of gambling, Long...Long Si!"

Miss He responded reflexively, then her pupils shrank, she looked at the words "Fourth Master" on the tombstone, and said in horror:

"You mean, Long Si is buried here?"

"That's right! Long Si is your master, the first recognized god of gambling in the mainland back then."

Yaoyang nodded and responded proudly.

"How can it be?"

Miss He looked at the simple tombstone, then at Yaoyang, and said in shock:

"I heard my father say that the Gambler Dragon Four became famous in the mainland in the 1930s, and also disappeared in the 1930s. How could he accept you as his apprentice?"

Miss He's words were undoubtedly saying that the time was not right.

Because at Long Si's age, he would have been in his 90s in the 1980s, let's not mention how he came to Hong Kong Comprehensive Market for the time being.

The key point is that a ninety-year-old man is lucky enough not to have become stupid. Can he still use his gambling skills flexibly?

This is simply a strange thing in the world.

Yaoyang didn't mind Miss He's suspicion.

It wasn't like this when I first knew Long Si's identity.

"Master himself didn't want to come to Hong Kong Market, but the world forced him to do so!"

Yaoyang sighed and began to explain the history of Longsi to Miss He.

It was also the first time for Miss He to hear clearly the legendary life of the Chinese God of Gamblers.

As Yaoyang narrated, Miss He was sometimes happy, sometimes depressed, sometimes excited, and sometimes sighed.

Finally, after hearing the whole story, Miss He fell silent.

Miss He simply couldn't imagine what kind of fighting spirit it must be like to survive in prison with all hands and feet, but never gave up and endured for decades.

However, Miss He already had a profound understanding of the patriarch whom she had never met before, and developed a kind of faith-like worship.

After fighting for a lifetime, suffering for a lifetime, being strong for a lifetime, and winning for a lifetime.

Long Si, the Chinese God of Gambling, is a legendary existence with a wonderful life that is simply admirable.

"You should also know the reason why I don't want to teach you gambling skills now!"

"Every move and every move of the God of Gamblers is enough to make a person invincible and dominate the game. But at the same time, each of the top ten skills of the God of Gamblers is extremely difficult. If you are not a genius, you can practice it for decades.

It may not be possible to achieve every move."

"Even if you are lucky enough to learn it, in the gambling world, there are countless people who want to bet on the God of Gamblers' gambling skills. I'm afraid that all those who had a grudge against the master will not be dead. Some feuds will definitely be involved and suppressed.

To that heir."

"If you want to bring the gambling skills of the God of Gamblers to the gambling world, you will have to bear more than just the trivial matters of your He family. With the master's glory in the past and his domineering skills that can dominate the world, every opponent can only pay back

If there are any descendants alive, I am afraid that their power will not be much lower than that of the He family."

Since Yaoyang revealed Long Si's identity, he did not hide it, revealed everything, and left the choice in the hands of Miss He.

At this time, Miss He, of course, understood Yaoyang's "good intentions", and her anger at her waiting on the rooftop two days ago immediately disappeared.

Instead, there is a firmness that has never been seen before!

With eyes full of fighting spirit, Miss He looked at Yaoyang's eagle eyes and said without flinching:

"As a person in the gambling world, I don't think anyone can resist the temptation of the God of Gamblers. Our He family has always made a living by gambling. Even if we don't learn, we will never have less trouble. Although I, He Qiong, am a woman

, but if you ask yourself, your fighting spirit is no less than that of any man."

Having said this, Miss He's serious face suddenly relaxed and revealed a bright smile:

"Besides, aren't you still here, master? The true descendant of the God of Gamblers, a second-generation disciple. What do I, the third-generation disciple, have to be afraid of?"

Well……

Yaoyang was startled, then laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha... Yes, you are right. I also inherited everything from my master. In addition to techniques, there should also be grudges. I have been lazy for so long, and it is time to face it!"

"Kneel down and kowtow to the master respectfully!"

Miss He was very obedient and immediately knelt down on her knees, kowtowing respectfully towards the simple tombstone.·

He kowtowed three times in a row, and Miss He touched her forehead to the ground with each kowtow, making a clear and clear sound. After three times, her forehead was completely red.

call……
To be continued...