Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Wusong! Wusong! What's wrong with you?!"

"Wake up quickly! Sister A Zi is still waiting for us!"

Da Fei's roar was crushed by the roar of Chaos, and the rhythmic power he exerted was cut into pieces by the puppet's ice blade, but he could only watch his companions being pressed step by step by the phantom of Chaos' father.

"Roar……"

The ghost face on the top of the ice cave suddenly screamed, the entire snow mountain shook violently, and countless ice cones fell like rain.

"!"

Just as the tip of the stick was about to pierce his heart, the broken stick at Wu Song's waist suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light.

"boom!"

The chaotic vortex exploded, and the purple spores dissipated like the tide, replaced by a soft halo.

The world seemed to be paused - Dafei stood frozen in place, fist pumping, the falling icicles hanging in mid-air, and even the whistling mountain wind solidified into white threads.

"This is……"

Wu Song staggered and held his aching forehead. The blood seeping from between his fingers dripped onto the ground, but turned into crystal petals the moment it touched the halo.

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When he opened his eyes again, the dazzling white light faded away, and a hillside covered with edelweiss appeared before him.

"Yeah yeah--"

"Father, father~"

A childish laugh came from behind him, and he turned around suddenly, his breathing almost stagnant - the little him was riding on his father's shoulders, his chubby little hands grabbing the red rope that tied his father's hair, and his father smiled and raised the stick, drawing a bright golden light in the air.

"then!"

In my memory, my father threw a wooden stick at the young Wusong. The little kitten stood on tiptoe to catch it, but fell backwards because of its unstable center of gravity.

"Oops~"

The expected pain did not come, and a pair of warm and strong arms held him firmly.

"Um?"

Wu Song was trembling all over. The scene before him was exactly the same as his memory - the father who always said "disciples of the sect shed blood but not tears" was squatting in front of him, gently wiping the dust off the tip of his nose with his sleeve.

"Now that you've grown up, you can't dodge attacks anymore?"

"Father won't attack me~"

The familiar voice was filled with laughter, but it made Wu Song's throat tighten.

"..."

He wanted to speak, but found that he could not make a sound, so he could only let the tears flow out.

His father reached out and stroked his head, the warmth of his palm coming through his hair, exactly the same as in his memory.

"Alright, alright! You two stop practicing and come over to eat quickly~"

In the distance came the mother's voice calling for dinner, and smoke rose from the hut behind the bamboo forest. The tranquility and beauty of this moment formed a cruel contrast with the fighting in the ice cave.

……

"Come on..."

Suddenly, my father's face began to blur and the surrounding scene began to ripple.

"Leave now and never show up in this place with your mother again!"

Wu Song grabbed his father's sleeve in horror, but only caught a handful of dissipating light particles.

"Remember, true power lies not in the stick, but in..."

My father's voice was getting farther and farther away. The hillside, the edelweiss, and the cottage were all distorted in the chaotic purple.

The sound of the wind in the bamboo forest gradually became clearer, and the sound of gurgling streams came from the distance. The ice cave under my feet disappeared, replaced by a moss-covered stone road. The air was filled with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and the scent of moist soil.

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(Come on, let me satisfy your request, okay? I remember you raised this question several times before, and I responded to you, but you always seemed to...)

(I've said that the update is for reading the words, who reads the chapters?)

(Then I will update four chapters at once this time to make you happy.)

(If you’re still not happy, I’ll update eight chapters next time…)