My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

My brother’s hobbies are martial arts. He makes friends with young martial arts talents to compete in martial arts, or practices martial arts alone in his own school, or invites friends to my school to practice martial arts, or goes to other schools to find friends to learn from each other. In short, he practices martial arts every day.

And my hobbies are reading books, to be precise, reading cultivation novels, which are cultivation novels aimed at ascension. Mahayana, the kind that finally achieves Taoism and becomes immortal.

I asked Dr. Liu to buy these books from the town below the mountain, and he brought them to me in a medicine basket, so my novels always have a faint scent of medicine, just like the smell of Dr. Liu.

When I have nothing to do in my free time, I like to go to Dr. Liu, firstly, he hides my novels there, and secondly, he never criticizes me for not thinking about progress because I read novels.

After all, Dr. Liu is now in his forties, and he has been alone all the time. I have read novels in his pharmacy for ten years, and I have never seen anyone with him, but he is very gentle to everyone. Ask a doctor, treat those injured and sick disciples, let me hide behind the screen, and give me a place where I can read books with peace of mind.

After my brother took charge, my father traveled far away from home, and I finally dared to take my novel back to my room to read it.As a result, he forgot to eat and sleep even more. It seemed like he could never finish reading those market story books and cultivation novels. Moreover, every book selected by Dr. Liu was different and interesting, and he could never get tired of reading it.

After reading too many novels, it is inevitable that there will be some sense of substitution. I always think that I can also fly to the sky with a sword, make ice in my palm, breathe fire from my mouth, and use spells to drive away evil spirits.This kind of thinking was especially strong when I was beaten by my brother. I felt that I should be the protagonist who was crazily suppressed by the villain at the beginning. In the end, I will be favored by adventures and practice magic skills.

Just thinking about the age of 20, without any miracles happening, my heart aches.

20 years old.

The protagonist usually has an adventure at the age of fifteen or sixteen at the latest, but I am 20 years old, and I am still a person with mediocre martial arts, mediocre life, and even mediocre hobbies like reading novels.

It's not that I don't work hard. I once ran away from home and wanted to find a cliff with immortals living underneath, because according to the comprehension novels I read, there are the most tall, immortal and beautiful monsters under the cliff. It is also the place where all kinds of protagonists who are bullied and hunted down start their journey of cultivation.But my brother won't chase me down, because even if I run out when he hits me, I can't outrun him at all, and it's impossible for him to chase me to the edge of the cliff.So I went to find the cliff by myself, slipped out of the house and went up the back mountain. I don’t know how long I walked, anyway, I climbed a lot of mountains, there was no cliff, there were trees around, and it was getting dark.

To make matters worse, I wanted to go back the same way, but I couldn't find the way back.He was clearly walking along the mountain road, but for some reason the road broke down as he walked.I originally wanted to overcome the thorns and thorns, but now I am facing the thorns that are about the same height as me, but I don't have the courage to rush in to open up wasteland and make roads.

Such deep grass!There must be a snake in it!If there is no snake, maybe there are other beasts!And in order to imitate the protagonist, I deliberately didn't bring the sword my father gave me, and only carried a wooden sword for training.

I must have no protagonist life.

Not only do I not have the protagonist's life, I may even lose my own life in this barren mountain.

Even so, on the second night, when my brother appeared in front of me holding a torch, I was in a trance for a moment, and I thought that some gods would finally save me.

Going back this time, as expected, I was beaten by my father again.

And this time I was really merciless, which directly caused me to lie down with Dr. Liu for half a month.

During the past two weeks, I insisted on lying down and reading the remaining novels.

During the years when I fantasized that I should cultivate immortality, my brother's martial arts has already gained a little reputation in the world.Like my father, he thinks that I don't want to make progress. After finishing the task all day long, I just sit around and wait to die, and the mud can't support the wall.He never talked about me to the outside world, and he seldom talked about outside affairs with me. I also rarely left the villa of the Jiushan School to go out and make friends. , The martial arts situation is changing, I don't know, and I don't want to ask.

Occasionally he was in a good mood, and when I was around, he would drag me to the door for a sparring session. I felt that he was getting easier and easier to beat me. I don't know whether my own martial arts has regressed or improved.Anyway, the extent of my progress and regression is not reflected in front of him at all.

Anyway, I will try my best to fight him once. After the fight, he will teach me two moves. Of course I am still happy at this time. It's not that I don't like martial arts, it's just that I have no hope of becoming a master.

He rarely talked to me, except to teach me, and of course, I think he rarely talked to anyone else either.In a few words, what he told me the most was, Yixi, you should put away everything your father and mother gave you, and remember not to leave your sword.

I do not really understand.

I have always carried the sword, except when I ran away from home.I didn't know until then that going out without a sword was one of the reasons why my father beat me so hard.

Although I still don't understand why I must carry that sword on my back.

My father and mother gave me a lot of things. My father would bring me and my brother some gadgets when he came back from running errands. Even though we have been crowned, this habit has not changed.It's just that my brother didn't want these things later, so he turned around and gave them to me along with his own share. I can understand that he, as the pride of heaven, really shouldn't play with these little things, but I don't care, so I just put them away.Mother gave even more, everything, food, handkerchiefs, and clothes were all given by mother, how can I keep them indiscriminately?I ate everything I ate, and I wore everything I wore. Even after replacing the longevity lock I wore when I was a child, I carefully locked it in a box with the gadgets my father gave me. The box was hidden in the dark compartment under the bed and I dug it myself. in the pit.

Why not put it in the dark grid?

Because the secret compartment is full of papers, I remember, my brother's little secrets for more than ten years, such as when he ate food, when he sneaked into the yard to scare the group of chickens and ducks, and so on. There should be a dark history, and after being beaten, I angrily made many revenge plans against my brother, although none of them have been implemented so far.

Don't say I'm narrow-minded, my brother is so strong, I'm also very desperate.