Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

“Zheng~Zheng…”

The guzheng automatically played "Puppet Ballad", and the sound of the strings was mixed with the crisp sound of chains breaking free, in the shadows deep in the stone chamber.

"Whoo~"

The ends of countless red silks rose up like snake tongues, facing the direction of Lin Hexuan, and slowly curled up the fingertips.

In the dark stone chamber, the candlelight cast a swaying spider-web-like shadow on the blood-patterned magic circle.

"Ha ha……"

The leader of the Chang Sect stood at the edge of the formation. The red silk wrapped around his fingertips swam towards Mo Zi like a living snake. He gently lifted her neck and pulled her puppet-like body towards the center of the formation.

"Come, Mo Zi, come here..."

The dark purple cloth shoes rolled over the floor tiles engraved with musical spells, and every step spread a light gray mist on the ground, as if crushing one's own reflection.

"Come, stand still."

The clan leader's voice was wrapped in the vibration of the strings, and the seventh string of the vermilion lacquered zither suddenly straightened like a steel needle.

“The fun is about to begin!”

She plucked the string heavily with her fingertips, and with a clang, five iron chains wrapped with spells broke out of the ground. The crisp sound of the iron rings colliding was mixed with the humming of the dark purple ice fan "Frost Flower".

"Uh-"

When the thickest iron chain wrapped around her throat, Mo Zi finally let out a broken whine - like a broken string, the ending tone was mixed with the unique salty smell of sea water.

The chains precisely locked her wrists, ankles and neck, trapping her firmly in the center of the magic circle.

The clan leader slowly walked towards the guzheng, the purple pattern on his sleeves and the iron chain spell glowing synchronously:

"You know what? Your ancestors used this method to strengthen the seal that sealed the Chaos Beast, but unfortunately..."

Her fingertips slid across the passage of "Autumn in the Forbidden Palace", and suddenly there was a muffled sound like a dislocated bone in Mo Zi's body. The black and red chaotic energy mixed with the water blue rhythmic power surged out from his seven orifices, and hit the corner of the wall with a roar like muffled thunder.

"Hmm, this familiar feeling..."

Amidst the swirling mist, another figure emerged like a melting wax figure—the same red silk, the same ice fan, but with pure black pupils. The swirling chaos in the eyes was greedily devouring the candlelight in the stone chamber.

"what……"

A bloody groan escaped from Mo Zi's throat, and the iron chain tightened by three points.

She could see sharp frost blades growing from the fingertips of the chaotic figure. That was her move "Ice Break", but it was dyed the gray-black color of death.

"Be good, don't be afraid..."

The sect leader raised his hand and pierced the silver needle into her forehead. The spell exploded along the tip of the needle. Mo Zi's vision was suddenly pulled away - through the chaotic mist, she saw the candlelight flickering in the direction of Lin Hexuan, but she bit her tongue hard and swallowed the warning that was about to come out of her throat back into her throat.

"Uh--"

"Scream, struggle."

The sect leader plucked the strings faster and faster, and the two forces in Mo Zi's body collided violently, causing ice crystal patterns to appear on the left side of her face, while the right side was covered with chaotic gray spots.

"..."

The chaotic figure finally solidified, and when it raised its foot and stepped into the void, it cast a reflection on the ground that was completely opposite to Mo Zi's.

"Well, why am I here?"

The secret patterns of their sects appeared on the chests of both of them at the same time. One was as clear as ice, and the other was as turbid as ink. However, they gradually overlapped with the sound of the guzheng, turning into a strange image like a yin and yang fish.

"Uh, ah——"

The blood in the secret room surged, and the dark purple rhythmic energy poured into the Chaos Clone like a broken dam. The latter's skin was gradually covered with dark lines, and translucent claws grew on his fingertips.

"Who am I? Why am I here? And who is this prisoner..."

The leader of the Chang Sect pounded the guzheng frantically, the sound of the strings shaking the stone walls and causing dust to fall off:

"It's done! It's done! The resonance between the puppet core and the bloodline is complete—"

She suddenly broke the strings of the zither, and her clone knelt on one knee, a low growl mixed with the sound of the zither coming out of her throat.

"Uh--"

"Behold the perfect vessel!"

The master grabbed Mo Zi's wrist and pressed it against his clone's chest. The two rhymes twisted into a vortex in the blood veins.

"It will devour your consciousness, inherit your moves, and become the sharpest knife of the Chang Sect—"

Mo Zi's eyes flashed with the smile of her brother Mo Yun, but at this moment she felt a chill on her neck, and the clone's sharp claws were against her throat.

"Struggle, shout!"

The leader stepped over the broken strings and approached.

"Once you completely disappear, there will be nothing in this world that can stop the Chaos Puppet—"

"Of course you can also dig your brother out of the seal, haha..."

The words stopped abruptly.

"..."

The clone suddenly raised his eyes, and a hint of ice-blue light flashed in his gray-black pupils, and his sharp claws stopped in front of Mo Zi's throat.

"Um?"

The clan leader's expression suddenly changed, and his fingertips slashed across the strings, releasing a harsh tremolo.

"What? Do you still want to attack me with your remaining consciousness? I am your master, Mo Zi!"

"..."

The clone's body suddenly trembled violently, and a beast-like growl came from its throat.

The icy blue light struggled to flicker in the gray-black pupils, but gradually dimmed in the sect master's violent piano music.

"Do not……"

Finally, the clone's eyes suddenly became empty, and its sharp claws tightened around the dark purple throat again. It knelt heavily on one knee, with its head lowered, completely submitting to the control of the strings.

The leader sneered and raised his hand:

"This is what a puppet should look like—"

Before he could finish his words, the blood patterns on the ground suddenly began to fluctuate strangely, and the blood beads seeping from the clone's fingers condensed into ice crystals on the side of Mo Zi's neck, like an ice lotus about to bloom.

……

The night sky of Maotu was twisted into a huge iron-gray vortex by dark clouds. The strong wind howled over the eaves, making the lights jingle.

In a courtyard somewhere in Maotu, a woman had just rested for a short while when suddenly a thunderbolt struck the courtyard in front of her!

"What's going on? Why has the environment in Maotu become worse and worse in recent months?"

It also suddenly woke the woman up from her sleep!

"Boom--" The second thunder rolled through the clouds, and the whole palace vibrated "buzzingly".

"Uh—what's going on? Why does my heart hurt so much?!"

"Did something happen to her?"

Molan's heart was pounding and her throat felt like it was being hit by an ice blade. She held her chest tightly and wanted to call out "A Zi" but only a hissing sound came out.

When the lightning illuminated the window paper, she saw her shadow twisted into a trembling arc on the wall, and her fingertips weakly brushed across the head of the bed.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

At this moment, a nanny suddenly pushed the door open and rushed directly to Molan's bed.

"No, Ma'am, I'm fine. It's just that the thunder just now made me feel very painful. I don't know whether Xiaoqing or A Zi was in trouble..."

"Clap clap clap..."

At this time, Nanny Rong took a step forward, held Molan's hands, and patted them gently a few times.

"Master, I know what you're worried about, but please believe that Palace Masters A Zi and Xiao Qing will be able to overcome any danger they encounter..."

"hope so……"

But Molan's eyes kept looking at the sky outside the window...