Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

The next day

"Brother, come and save me, A Zi is wrong."

"Brother, Ah Zi is scared. Ah Zi is wrong. I will never play around again."

Mo Zi's voice kept ringing in Mo Yun's mind, interfering with Mo Yun's thoughts.

then

Suddenly a group of pirates rushed over and took his sister away in front of him.

"Azi"

Mo Yun shouted in that direction and suddenly woke up.

"Young Master, you finally woke up. It seems you are fine now."

The servant at the door heard some noise inside and came in to take a look.

"Hiss~ My head hurts. Where is this? Is this my room?"

Mo Yun rubbed his aching head

"Yes, Young Master, your rhyme power went out of control yesterday. With the help of the Master, you successfully suppressed it. Afterwards, it seemed as if a faint blue light appeared on your body, and then you suddenly fainted."

The servant looked at Mo Yun and said,

"Really? It seems my memory is a little confused now. Then how did I get back? Was it my mother who sent me back?"

"Yes, it was the Sect Master who carried you back yesterday using his rhyme power. He then instructed us to take care of you."

"Forget it, let's not worry about that for now. I'm a little hungry. Don't you have anything to eat?"

Mo Yun's stomach was already growling.

"Yes, please see, Young Master, this is the breakfast we have prepared for you, please enjoy it."

The servant silently made way for him.

"Go slowly, don't choke, there's water here."

The servant rushed over to her when she saw Mo Yun. Her gluttonous look had frightened her.

"Strange, why didn't A Zi come over today? Is he playing there now?"

Mo Yun asked the servant while eating

"Young Sect Master? We didn't see her today either. We were quite surprised that she didn't come to your room to call you today."

The servant thought for a moment and replied

"What's going on? Where's Ah Zi? Could that dream be real?"

Mo Yun was already a little panicked.

suddenly

Mo Yun put down the food and rushed in another direction.

……

Mo Yun's heart was beating wildly with his rapid breathing. He almost trotted into the main hall, his face full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Sweat slid down his furrowed brows and dripped onto the smooth floor, making a slight sound, but it was particularly clear in the silent hall.

When he saw his mother sitting upright in the main seat, gently stroking an ancient rosary with her hands, her face showing a sense of tranquility and indifference, he seemed to have found a trace of support. He hurriedly took a few steps forward, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling: "Mother, Mo Zi... she's gone! I had a terrible dream last night. I dreamed that she was kidnapped by bad guys. When I woke up, I found that she really was not with me!"

When the mother heard this, the rosary in her hand suddenly paused and her face became solemn in an instant.

She stood up and walked quickly to Mo Yun, gently placing her hands on his shoulders, her eyes full of concern and worry: "Mo Zi? Are you sure she didn't come back last night? Is it possible that she went somewhere else?"

Mo Yun shook her head, her eyes slightly red. "I... the first thing I did after I woke up was to check on her room. The bed was tidy, as if no one had slept in it. Also, I asked the maids around, and they all said they hadn't seen Mo Zi."

When he said this, Mo Yun's voice was a little choked. He tried hard to control his emotions and not let tears fall.

He knew very well that as the young master of the sect, he could not lose his composure and rationality at this time.

Seeing this, his mother's heart ached. She knew very well that Mo Yun and Mo Zi had a deep bond, and now that Mo Zi was missing, it was obvious how much of a blow it must have been to him.

She patted Mo Yun's back gently to comfort him. "Yun'er, don't worry. We have people inside and outside the sect. I will immediately order the security to be strengthened and send people out to search for Mo Zi's whereabouts. Just wait here. I'll tell you as soon as I have any news."

However, Mo Yun shook her head, a determined light flashing in her eyes. "Mother, I want to go find her myself. I can't just wait here, it would be too much torture for me. Besides, I know my sister's temper. If she is really in danger, she will definitely need me."

Seeing Mo Yun's determined eyes, his mother knew she couldn't stop him. She sighed and nodded, "Okay, but you have to promise me you'll be careful. I'll have the sect's experts go with you to ensure your safety."

Mo Yun was now extremely anxious and immediately rushed to his room, took the necessary items for the battle, and rushed out of the sect.

……

The market was bustling with people, but it seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier, leaving Mo Yun in a lonely and anxious world.

His steps were hurried and chaotic, and every step he took felt like a hammer hitting his heart. Sweat beads formed along his furrowed brow and slid down to his tightly pursed lips, a salty taste tinged with bitterness.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, yet filled with helplessness and confusion.

He kept scanning his surroundings, trying to catch any trace of his sister from every tiny clue, but every time his hope was shattered like a bubble, leaving only deeper despair.

Mo Yun clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if only this could ease the torment in his heart.

His heartbeat was as rapid and powerful as a drum, and every beat was accompanied by worry and concern for his sister's safety.

Time seemed stretched out, each second passing incredibly slowly. Mo Yun felt as if she were trapped in an invisible net, the more she struggled, the tighter it became, the more suffocating it felt.

His sister's smiling face and her trusting eyes kept appearing in his mind, which made him even more unable to bear his helplessness at the moment.

He kept telling himself to stay calm and be rational, but the anxiety in his heart spread like wildfire and could not be contained. He began to pray silently in his heart, praying that God would give him guidance so that he could find his sister as soon as possible and rescue her from danger.

At this moment, Mo Yun was like a caged beast, angry and helpless, unable to express his deep affection and concern for his sister in his own way. His anxiety was like a candle in a strong wind, flickering but never extinguished.

Meanwhile, on a distant pirate ship.

Mo Zi slowly opened her eyes. She found herself in a strange, dark environment, surrounded by pirates with hideous faces and shrill laughter. Their greedy gazes wandered over her, making her feel nauseous and terrified.

"Little sister, are you awake?" A pirate approached her with a sinister grin. "You look well dressed. The brothers will exchange you for some money. Hahahaha."

Mo Zi was frightened by the sudden sound and trembled all over. She hugged herself tightly and tried to shrink into the corner.

However, her fear and helplessness seemed to arouse the pirates' evil spirits even more. They surrounded her and laughed even more wildly.

Mo Zi finally couldn't help crying, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string. Her cries echoed in the narrow cabin, sounding particularly desolate and helpless.

However, the crying unexpectedly woke up the pirate leader. He came over angrily, slapped Mo Zi, and shouted, "Be quiet! If you cry again, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

Mo Zi was beaten so hard that she saw stars and her tears flowed even more violently. She looked at the pirates with red eyes, her heart filled with despair and fear.

How she wished that her brother Mo Yun could appear by her side at this moment and rescue her from this terrible situation!

However, the reality is so cruel and merciless that she can only pray silently, waiting for the redemption that may never come.

"Brother..." Mo Zi called silently in his heart. Although his voice was soft, it was full of endless desire and expectation.

She imagined how her brother would rush to save her at all costs after hearing her call. He would surely bring his sharp sword, cut through all obstacles, and rescue her from this darkness and fear.

As time passed, the pirates' mocking and threatening voices seemed to grow increasingly distant, while her brother's presence grew clearer in her mind. She began to imagine a reunion with him: he would embrace her tenderly, telling her that everything was over; he would wipe away her tears with his powerful hands, allowing her to feel safe and warm again.

"Brother, I miss you."

Mo Zi took out a bead (Wu Yi Zhu), and hung it in front of her neck.

The beads shone softly in the dim light, as if her brother's gentle eyes were looking at her. Mo Zi held the beads tightly, feeling the warmth and peace of mind it brought.

She remembered that her brother had mentioned casually that this bead was specially made by him and contained some kind of magical power that allowed him to sense the holder's location anywhere.