Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"bell……"

At night, Mo Zi sat alone in front of the window of the inn room, the moonlight falling on her like water. Occasionally, the night wind blew outside the window, gently brushing the wind chimes hanging beside the window frame, making a crisp sound, but it could not interrupt her thoughts.

"Ugh……"

She gazed at the bright moon, and the stories of the Yachang Festival kept circling in her mind.

"How come it's such a coincidence that we catch the Yachang Festival?"

Mo Zi murmured in a low voice, his tone full of doubt and vigilance.

In her opinion, the ability and courage of the leader of the Chang Sect have never been enough to govern the Chang Sect so "perfectly", and now it happens to be the Elegant Singing Festival, which makes her doubt.

"Could it be that this was a sudden idea on the part of the Chang Sect leader?"

Once this idea came into her mind, it took root in her heart.

"It seems this is also a trap set for us..."

Mo Zi knew very well that the power of chaos was pervasive. If the leader of the Chang Sect had been corrupted by chaos, then this seemingly lively and festive Yachang Festival might very well be an elaborate trap.

"Humph!"

Thinking of this, Mo Zi couldn't help but clench his fists.

She was not only worried about the safety of Xingluo Class, but also the fate of the entire Cat Land.

"..."

If the Yachang Festival really hides an unspeakable secret, then the many cat people who participate in the Yachang Festival will be in danger.

"Why on earth were they controlled?"

She thought again of the cat people she had met during the day. Their smiles and behaviors seemed normal but also slightly weird.

And that enthusiastic yet evasive cat lady, and the cats in the inn who are so excited about the Yachang Festival, are they all kept in the dark?

"hiss--"

Mo Zi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She knew that she must not lose her composure at this moment.

"Forget it, I'll think about it tomorrow!"

She decided to go to the registration office of the Yachang Festival early tomorrow morning. On the one hand, she wanted to see how Bai Tang was preparing for the competition, and on the other hand, she wanted to take the opportunity to observe carefully to see if she could find more clues about the abnormality of Chang Zong.

"Tap..."

At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door, followed by Wu Song's voice in a low voice:

"Is Sister Azi asleep? I feel uneasy and want to talk to her about it."

Xiaoqing's voice sounded immediately afterwards:

"Don't disturb my sister. Let her have a good rest. We can talk about it tomorrow if there is anything."

"..."

Mo Zi listened to their conversation and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

After hearing their words, Mo Zi became more confused. He didn't expect that even Bai Tang and the others had noticed something was wrong!

"It seems like they've grown a lot!"

I thought I was the only one who noticed the clues, but I didn't expect that my friends also keenly caught the abnormality. This made Mo Zi feel relieved and a little uneasy. He was relieved that everyone had grown, but he was uneasy because the situation might be more serious than he imagined, which made his friends have such a strong sense of crisis.

"boom!"

Mo Zi got up quietly, walked to the door and slowly opened it.

I saw Wu Song and Xiao Qing standing in the corridor with serious faces.

"Um?"

When they saw Mo Zi coming out, both cats were stunned.

"Sister A Zi, you haven't slept yet."

Wu Song spoke first, his voice still steady, but he couldn't hide his inner worries.

Mo Zi nodded slightly

"Well, I came out when I heard you talking. You also think there's something wrong with this Chang Zong and Ya Chang Festival, right?"

"Yes, sister!"

Xiaoqing frowned and said solemnly:

"While walking around the city during the day, I felt that the cat people's behavior was very stereotyped, and their smiles were very fake, as if they were programmed. And this Yachang Festival always felt that it was not that simple."

Wu Song also echoed:

"Yes, this reward is the guidance of the sect leader himself. It's too tempting. Could it be a deliberate trap to lure the cats to participate?"

Mo Zi pondered for a moment and said:

"I suspect the leader of the Singing Sect has been influenced by Chaos. I can tell from Granny Cat's reaction and the overly lively yet eerie atmosphere. This Elegant Singing Festival might be the key to the infiltration of Chaos power."

As Sanmao was talking, the door to the next room suddenly opened, and Baitang poked his head out sleepily.

"What are you talking about? It's so noisy that I can't sleep."

But when he saw everyone's serious expressions, the sleepiness on his face disappeared instantly.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Mo Zi briefly told Bai Tang about their suspicions and speculations.

"!"

Bai Tang's eyes widened, his face full of surprise:

"Ah? This Yachang Festival might actually be a trap! Should I still participate?"

"Of course I want to participate."

Mo Zi said firmly,

"This is a good opportunity for us to find out the truth. But you have to be careful not to reveal our identities and purpose. During the competition, pay more attention to your surroundings, especially the judges and other contestants."

Bai Tang nodded vigorously:

"Don't worry, Sister A Zi, I will definitely not let you down!"

Dafei also came out of the room, rubbing his head and said:

"Don't just stand there, let's go inside and discuss this. We need to think this through carefully."

So, all the cats in Xingluo class gathered in Mo Zi's room.

The dim lights swayed in the breeze, distorting their shadows on the mottled walls, adding a bit of oppression to the already solemn atmosphere.

Mo Zi was the first to break the silence. She walked to the table, spread out a map of the Chang Sect that she had asked for from the shopkeeper, and circled several key locations on it with her finger:

"These are the various venues for the Yachang Festival. The preliminary rounds are spread out widely, while the semi-finals and finals are all on a large stage near the Zong Palace. We must clearly divide the work and conduct a comprehensive investigation."

Wu Song gripped his whistle stick tightly and took a step forward:

"Bai Tang and I were in the same group. During the preliminary round, I followed Bai Tang to the competition venue. Firstly, I could protect him, and secondly, I could observe if there was any chaotic aura or other abnormalities around."

Bai Tang nodded quickly, his face full of anticipation, and he was full of energy for the upcoming adventure.

Xiaoqing touched her face, a trace of thought flashed in her eyes, and she continued:

"I'm responsible for investigating the judges and the elders of the Singing Sect. They control the direction of the competition, and perhaps we can find a breakthrough from them. I'll find a way to get close to them and see if I can get some useful information."

Da Fei patted his broad chest and volunteered:

"I've also signed up to compete. During the competition, I'll observe the other contestants and look for clues from them. And with my abilities, I might be able to make it to the finals, where I might even be able to directly contact the Sect Master."

"..."

Mo Zi nodded slightly, approving Da Fei's proposal, and then said:

"I'll join the competition, too. This way I can distract myself and use the opportunity to observe the stadium and the relevant personnel up close. Dafei, let's take care of each other during the competition."

After saying this, she looked towards Haipiao, her eyes full of concern:

"Haipiao, your situation is special, so you should stay at the inn. If there's any emergency, you should hide and wait for us to come back."

Although Haipiao couldn't speak, she nodded vigorously and gestured to reassure everyone.

The cats began to discuss the details again.

For example, how Bai Tang cleverly tested other players during the competition, and how Wu Song used his rhythmic power to sense the aura of chaos without arousing suspicion;

How should Xiaoqing approach the judges? As a friend or relative of a contestant, or as a visitor who admires the culture of Chang Zong?

How Da Fei and Mo Zi calmly observed their opponents and judges during the competition, and how they guided the communication to obtain more useful information.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had turned pale.