Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

three days later

On a small pavilion next to the singing sect, a beautiful figure slowly sat on the edge, looking at the reflection in the small pond, wondering what she was thinking...

"Sister, what on earth has she been thinking about these days?"

Xiaoqing slowly walked out of the hall at this time. Seeing the lonely figure, her face was full of sadness...

"What exactly happened in the illusion that day?"

"Sister Xiaoqing, Sister Azi, is she still the same now?"

At this time, Bai Tang, holding a bowl of rice, slowly walked over from the other side.

"Oh, I don't know what kind of injury my sister has suffered. Sister Mingyue wanted to see what kind of injury she has suffered before, but it was unsuccessful. The moment she got close, she was pushed away by a gust of air."

"Is that so? But if Sister Azi doesn't eat, her body won't be able to handle it..."

Bai Tang's brows couldn't help but frown when he saw her like this.

"You two, we at least need to know what happened on the altar that day? Why did Sister A Zi suddenly become like this?"

Wu Song's voice also interrupted from the side at this time.

"Well, I was tied up pretty close at that time, and I seemed to hear something faintly..."

"What is Dafei? Tell me quickly..."

When Xiaoqing heard this, she quickly ran to Dafei and shook him.

"Okay, Xiaoqing, stop shaking Dafei. At least let him speak clearly!"

Mingyue went straight forward and separated them.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I remember hearing Sister A Zi kill her own sister that day!"

"What? This is absolutely impossible. My sister killed me?"

Before Da Fei could finish his words, Xiao Qing interrupted him with her voice!

"No, it's not you. It seems to be another one. But at that time, you must not forget that the altar was a huge illusion. It began to continuously drag us into the abyss of chaos!"

"Maybe Sister A Zi was affected by that. Look, even the things that Brother Mo left for him are broken..."

As Da Fei pointed towards Ah Zi's side, everyone's eyes followed and they all noticed the broken jade pendant and the shattered fan!

"Why is my sister in so much pain? What happened?"

"Xiaoqing, don't worry. I seemed to have heard the words 'Shui Wuxiang' at that time. Do you know what that is?"

At this time, Mingyue also touched her chin and thought of a word she had heard at that time.

"Shui Wuxiang, are you sure it's Shui Wuxiang? This is impossible. Wasn't it directly broken apart by mom? Why does my sister still have this..."

The other three cats all looked at Xiaoqing with a look of surprise, and they didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Qing, I don't think so! Have you forgotten why Sister A Zi practiced Shui Wu Xiang in the first place? She did it to protect her family and the sect!"

At this time, Wu Song had a different opinion and pointed it out directly.

"Yes, Sister A Zi only practiced in order to see Brother Mo again, so she believed what Mo Xie said!"

At this time, even Bai Tang thought of the reason.

"elder sister……"

Xiaoqing stood beside the pavilion pillar, her fingertips repeatedly stroking the half-piece of the conch pendant, and the ice pattern symbol condensed into tiny ice crystals in the palm of her palm.

She looked at the back of Mo Zi's hand hanging by her side - there were three light pink scratches there, left by the "sister" in the illusion three days ago, but now they were glowing a strange gray in the sunlight.

"elder sister…"

She spoke softly, and the reflection of the Jinglang Blade shattered into silver scales on the surface of the pool.

"The food is cold, shall I go change it?"

Mo Zi didn't look back. The heart-protecting chain dangled empty on his wrist, and a dark hole was exposed at the center of the chain where the pendant should have been embedded.

"..."

Xiaoqing saw that the strands of hair on the back of her neck were stuck to her skin by cold sweat, and her shoulders trembled slightly with every breath, just like when she was a child and was frightened by a thunderstorm.

"Azi!"

She finally couldn't help but rush over, but she suddenly retracted her hand when she touched the other person's sleeve - the temperature coming from under the fabric was even colder than the ice prison in the Forbidden Palace.

"..."

Mo Zi slowly turned his head, a thin layer of mist floating in his pupils, making his eyes, which should have been clear, look particularly distant.

"Sister, what happened to you? You..."

"don’t worry."

She pulled the corners of her mouth, but it was uglier than crying.

"Just...remembering some old things."

Xiaoqing dug her nails into her palms.

She knew Mo Zi was lying - he hadn't smiled since returning from the altar, and even when he said the name "Mo Qing", his voice sounded like it was soaked in ice water.

Chi Feng lifted up the dark purple hem of the man's clothes, and she caught a glimpse of a crack in the sect's body pendant on his waist, from which a very light gray mist seeped out, which was exactly the same as the chaotic aura of the fake sect leader.

"Sister, let me see your injury..."

She reached out to grab Mo Zi's wrist, but was gently blocked by the scabbard of Jinglang Blade.

"no need……"

Mo Zi lowered his eyes and looked at the pool. The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows in his reflection had faded to white, like a flower wilted by frost.

"Xiaoqing,"

She suddenly spoke, her voice so soft it seemed to break.

"If one day I become what I saw in the illusion...will you kill me?"

The ice symbol was beating violently in the palm of his hand.

"Um?"

Xiaoqing looked at the dark circles under Mo Zi's eyes and recalled the sound of the sword she overheard last night - that sound was filled with so much suppressed pain, like a whale trapped in the deep sea.

She took a deep breath and pressed the pendant into Mo Zi's palm, feeling the sudden tightening force of his fingertips.

"will not."

She looked straight into those misty eyes,

"Because I will first split all the illusions and take you home. There are family members waiting for us to return home!"

Mo Zi's whole body trembled.

The teeth marks on the edge of the pendant scratched my palm, and a salty and fishy smell mixed with the sea breeze in my memory came over.

"..."

A kingfisher suddenly flew over the surface of the pond, and the splashes of water splashed on the lapels of the two cats. Mo Zi looked at the overlapping reflections in the water and finally heard his own accelerated heartbeat - that was a real sound, not swallowed by chaos.

Xiaoqing took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. The moment it touched her skin, the ice pattern symbol glowed faintly.

"Thanks……"

Mo Zi looked down at the water patterns on the handkerchief, and suddenly reached out to hold Xiao Qing's wrist, pressing the ice crystals on the other's fingertips against his own hot temples.

"That's... much better."

She whispered, the reflection of the Shockwave Blade swaying gently at the bottom of the pool, like waves that had finally settled.

Xiaoqing didn't say anything, but just stuffed the handkerchief into her hand. Inside was a piece of warm plum candy - that was Mo Zi's favorite snack in the past.

Wu Song and Da Fei's laughter could be heard in the distance, and Mo Zi could hear the crisp sound of crunching candy. The gray mist on the surface of the pond was being blown away bit by bit by the spring breeze.