Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Mo Yun also slowly woke up. The surroundings were still boundless chaos as thick as ink, without a trace of light, as if it was the loneliest corner in the universe.

He lay there feeling lonely and sad, which kept surging up like a tide.

He gradually sat up. The pain in his body was far greater than the trauma in his heart. He hugged his legs and buried his head between his knees, like a helpless child.

"Drip..."

Tears welled up in his eyes and fell to the ground one by one along his cheeks. It was his silent cry of sorrow in this chaos!

……

After an unknown amount of time, he finally fell asleep after crying. Tear marks were still on his face, and his brows were furrowed, as if he couldn't shake off the painful memories even in his sleep.

At this moment, a melodious sound of the zither came slowly, and the sound was like a clear stream that passed through the heavy bones and flowed gently into his ears.

The notes seemed to be alive, dancing and circling in this dead space, soothing him with a strange energy.

"Um?"

Mo Yun slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. What caught his eye was a little girl sitting in front of him and talking.

"You are……"

The little girl didn't say anything, but looked at him with a gentle smile on her face.

The slender fingers danced lightly on the guzheng, and each wave was like weaving a beautiful dream. The familiar feeling made Mo Yun's heart surge with complex emotions and many doubts, which were also dispersed at this moment as if it was a long-lost warmth!

……

Just like that, the love was so deep and the melodious ended. The last character four, with endless reluctance, trembled slightly in the air, and then dissipated into nothingness.

The little girl patted her sleeves, stood up lightly, and walked slowly in front of him with light lotus steps.

Finally, he slowly squatted down, his eyes gleaming like the stars in the night sky, and with endless longing and attachment, he said something he had never dared to hope for!

"Brother, long time no see, A Zi misses you!"

Mo Yun's lips trembled uncontrollably, and hot tears rolled down her eyes, leaving two more tear marks on her face that was covered in dirt and scars.

He slowly raised his trembling hand as if afraid of disturbing the dreamlike scene before him, and his fingers gently touched A Zi's hair. The soft touch made his heart tremble violently, and the movement of his hand became more gentle, as if he was caressing the most precious treasure in the world.

"Brother, how did it become like this? We are not so unfamiliar with each other!"

As these words fell, another hand suddenly grabbed Ah Zi's arm, trying to confirm whether this was an illusion. The force was so strong that Ah Zi frowned slightly, but she continued to mutter!

"Azi, is it really you? Azi..."

Mo Zi gently pushed his hand away and slowly stood up. His figure looked so petite yet tough in the darkness.

She slowly turned her back to him, and although her voice was soft, it struck Mo Yun's heart like a heavy hammer!

"Brother, are you giving up on yourself just like that?"

Hearing this, he felt as if a sharp thorn had pierced his heart. He lowered his head in shame and dared not even look at his sister's back!

"Brother, you used to be so great. Back then you..."

As those words from his memories continued to resurface in his mind, his body began to tremble violently. His hands unconsciously turned into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms!

Having regained his confidence, he suddenly raised his head at this moment.

But Ah Zi's figure disappeared before him, as if she had never appeared before, without even a trace left behind...

The warmth that was just beside me is still there, the touch of hair and the warmth of hands are still so real, and the sound of "brother" seems to still echo in my ears!

"Azi, Azi!"

He shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the chaos but there was no response.

At this moment, an ice-blue bead slowly rolled over, emitting a mysterious and soft light in the chaos.

There was also a sound coming from the distance.

"Brother, A Zi is waiting for you at home..."

The voice, like the sound of nature, penetrated through the darkness and went straight into his heart, igniting the surprise and excitement in his heart.

"Memoryless Pearl..."

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and the power inside began to flow in continuously, and those once damaged and chaotic memories began to be reassembled like a puzzle.

Every detail of the past was presented in his mind extremely clearly at this moment. The damage was completely repaired at this moment, and his consciousness became somewhat different from what it is now.

His eyes changed completely at this moment. His eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, making people shudder wherever they passed!

His whole body began to emit a strange light that slowly flowed around him and then continued to expand outwards.

In an instant, an even more powerful force burst out from his palm, merging with his own power and reflecting each other.

"Great, great, Master, your memory has finally returned. I've been waiting for you for so long..."

"No, ten years is a long time for them, but it's not long at all for us."

Mo Yun just said a few words and made the cat feel terrified.

"Transform!"

"Yes!"

The ice dragon was seen dancing its huge wings in the sky in a majestic and sacred manner, and every flap brought up an ice-blue storm.

"Hoohoho..."

As his dance ended, the outline of the icy spear gradually became clearer. His body was composed of countless cold ice flakes, each one as smooth as a mirror, yet revealing a profound meaning!

Mo Yun suddenly clenched his fist, and a feeling of blood embracing each other instantly surged into his heart.

The dancing spear was as shaped as lightning, and every time it was swung, it was like an ice dragon circling in the air, impacting the light brought by the gunshot, and dragging a long tail of light in the darkness like a meteor across the night sky.

Suddenly, he thrust forward, gathering all the strength of the Ice Dragon. A thick column of ice-blue light burst out from the tip of the spear, tearing through the chaos in front of him and revealing a clean space!

Watching this most satisfying scene, Mo Yun slowly walked out with the Ice Spear in hand. Every step he took carried an unshakable dignity, hinting that the peaceful Maotu was about to receive his baptism...

"I'm back……"