Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"boom……"

"If only it could be slower..."

With Xiaobing's high-speed flight, Mo Zi and his party quickly arrived outside the gate of Changzong Palace.

"Oh~, this is so exciting..."

Bai Tang jumped down from the dragon's back excitedly, staring at the closed door, and shouted loudly:

"We're finally here! There must be some super powerful secret hidden in the Chang Zong Zong Palace!"

As he said that, he rushed forward and pushed open the heavy door with both hands.

"Maruko, what are you doing? Don't be so anxious. What if there's danger?"

"crunch-"

The door slowly opened, and a lively and cheerful scene instantly came into view.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate it, it was pretty good!"

The streets are bustling with cat people coming and going, their faces filled with happy smiles.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

There are theaters on both sides of the street, and various singing styles can be heard one after another.

"La la la——"

On the stage over here, a ginger cat is singing a melodious Qingyi aria, waving its sleeves with full charm;

Over there, a group of kittens gathered in a circle, following an old cat to learn to sing fast-paced opera. Although they were a little immature, they were full of enthusiasm, and the crisp sound of bamboo clappers was brisk and rhythmic.

"Hmm? Why is this place like this too..."

But Mo Zi's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

In her opinion, the leader of Chang Sect was not so wise as to govern the country like this.

"Why are these residents like..."

She looked around, and in the seemingly peaceful scene, there seemed to be an indescribable weirdness.

"Is it a cat doll?"

The smiles of the cat people on the street were too consistent, and the performances in the theater were also slightly stereotyped in their rhythm and movements.

"Um?"

Wu Song noticed Mo Zi's strangeness and asked in a low voice:

"Sister A Zi, what's wrong?"

Mo Zi shook his head slightly and whispered:

"Something's wrong. Based on my understanding of the Singing Sect's leader, she doesn't have the ability to make the Singing Sect so...perfect. It's too peaceful, too orderly, as if it was deliberately created."

"Looks like we have to be more careful..."

Full of doubts, the cats walked towards a cat lady who was selling cakes on the street.

"Look, there are cakes to eat!"

Bai Tang smiled and asked politely:

"Grandma, is it always so lively and happy here?"

Granny Cat smiled and nodded in response:

"Of course. Under the leadership of our leader, our Chang Sect lives like this every day. We are so peaceful."

"..."

Hearing this, the kittens looked at each other and couldn't help but frown.

Mo Zi remained calm and asked:

"Grandma, judging from your accent, you don't sound like someone who has been singing about the sect's life all the time?"

"Oh, I heard it!"

Granny Cat was startled for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Girl has good hearing. I moved here later."

Wu Song asked doubtfully:

"So was Chang Zong like this when you first moved here?"

Granny Cat waved her hands quickly:

"Of course, we've always been harmonious and happy."

"Haha, your life is really interesting!"

Bai Tang quickly asked:

"Mother-in-law, I see everyone is busy, what are they preparing for?"

Granny Cat smiled and explained:

"Children, we are preparing for the Yachang Festival! This is a traditional festival passed down by the Chang Sect for many years. Every year after the Flower Field Festival, we have the Yachang Festival."

"At that time, everyone, young or old, male or female, will take to the stage to sing. Everyone will make friends through singing, learn from each other, and exchange singing skills. This is not only an opportunity to showcase one's talents, but also a way to pass on the culture of the singing sect. You've come at the right time. If you had stayed a few days longer, you would have seen it all!"

"..."

Mo Zi stepped forward, staring intently at Granny Cat, his expression concerned yet wary, and asked slowly:

"Mother-in-law, isn't there chaos here? Isn't there anything abnormal?"

While asking the question, her hands quietly gathered a rhythmic force behind her. As long as the cat lady showed any abnormality, she would take action immediately.

"Uh……"

Granny Cat's smile froze instantly, a hint of panic flashed across her eyes, but she quickly forced herself to remain calm, and said with a dry laugh:

"Miss, what are you talking about? Our Chang Sect has always been peaceful and sound. There is no such thing as chaos. Don't scare yourself."

But her slightly trembling voice and unnatural expression made Mo Zi feel that something was wrong.

"..."

Just as Mo Zi was about to press further, Mingyue came to her side, stopped her, and said softly:

"Azi, don't be impulsive. There are too many people here, don't alert the enemy yet."

Mo Zi bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing the doubts and uneasiness in her heart, and slowly put away the rhyme power in her hand, but her eyes were still fixed on Granny Cat, trying to find some flaws from her expression.

"Xixi..."

At this time, Bai Tang, who was standing by, hadn't noticed the tense atmosphere yet. He scratched his head and said:

"Mother-in-law, my sister A Zi may be too tired, please don't mind. So what are the rewards for the winners of this Ya Chang Festival?"

"It's okay, it's okay. After all, I'm a strange cat, so it's normal to be a little cautious..."

Granny Cat quickly followed Bai Tang's words and said:

"But the victory you mentioned is incredible! You'll receive the true teachings of the Sect Master, allowing you to further enhance your rhyme skills. Many cats are eagerly awaiting this."

"Is it true?"

When Xiaoqing heard this, her eyes lit up, she rolled her eyeballs and exclaimed:

"Wow! If Dafei can get the true teachings from the Sect Master, wouldn't his singing skills be even better?"

"Ha ha……"

Da Fei smiled foolishly, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly:

"It's not that easy, but if I really have this opportunity, I will definitely give it a try. Maybe I can really reach a higher level!"

Wu Song curled his lips in disdain, shouldered his whistle, and snorted:

"Tsk, how boring. It's just these competitions and rewards every day. This trip to the Singing Sect is almost over. I can finally go home. The next stop is the Fighting Sect."

When Bai Tang heard that they were going to fight Zong, he instantly became energetic and said in a jumpy manner:

"Da Zong! I heard the cats there are so powerful that their fists can make the wind blow. I really want to go and see them soon!"

"That's it, Wanzi, don't you see whose sect that is!"

Mo Zi looked at them, shook his head helplessly, and returned his gaze to Granny Cat, trying to find a flaw in her answer, and continued to test:

"Grandma, what happened to the cats that received the Sect Master's true teachings in the past?"

Granny Cat's eyes were evasive, and she stammered:

"Afterwards, of course, he became famous in the singing sect and lived a very glorious life."

Mingyue quietly observed Granny Cat's every move, gently tugged at Mo Zi's sleeve, and whispered:

"Azi, don't push too hard yet, let's take a look around."

"Grandma, we won't bother you anymore. Please continue selling things. We'll leave first..."

"Go ahead, take a good stroll, maybe you'll have a different experience..."

Mo Zi nodded slightly. Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he could only suppress them for the time being. He took his companions from the Xingluo class and pretended nothing had happened as he continued to move forward on this seemingly peaceful Changzong Street.