Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"hiss……"

Wu Song squatted behind the weapon rack and wiped it. The mottled scratches on the small whistle stick hurt his palm.

"call out……"

Not far away, the green light brought by Senior Sister Yunbai's stick dance cut through the scorching sun, and the sound of her tail feathers sweeping across the ground inexplicably reminded him of the rustling sound of Huihui rolling charcoal pencils with her tail.

“Slacking off again?”

A smiling voice suddenly came from above.

"..."

Wu Song was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the whistle stick hit the bluestone slab with a clang.

Yun Bai propped himself up on one knee on the crossbeam of the weapons rack, the lines on his forehead flickering with his movements, and the tail feathers gently touched the tip of his red ear.

"Xiaosong's ability to hide secrets has improved much faster than his batting practice."

The young man looked up suddenly, but saw a glimmer of understanding in his senior sister's eyes.

He clutched the corner of his clothes, digging his nails deep into his palms:

"Senior Sister... What if there was a cat that looked different from us, had scaly ears, and a forked tail..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Bai had already landed lightly on the ground, and his tail feathers wrapped around his wrist like silk:

“The one that draws with its tail?”

Wu Song's pupils suddenly contracted.

Yun Bai took out the medicine bag from his waist and poured out a few light green pills:

"I've seen flame patterns painted with chaos energy in the graffiti on the back wall of the ancestral hall."

A faint light shone on her fingertips, transforming the pill into a stream of healing light.

"Last time you stole the golden wound medicine, there were purple scales stuck to the bottom of the medicine jar."

……

When the wooden box containing the gray was opened, the strange cat was found sitting cross-legged on Wu Song's old cloak, with its tail curled up in charcoal, annotating the "battle plan" (actually, it was the sect rules that Wu Song had memorized).

"!"

Sensing a strange aura, Huihui instantly jumped up, and his three tails rose like scorpion tails:

"Wu Song! You violated the confidentiality agreement!"

“My own cat!”

Wu Song hurriedly stood in front of Yun Bai.

But then I saw the senior sister take off the jade flute from her waist, and the tail feathers spread out behind her like a laurel:

"My name is Yunbai. I heard that you are good at using chaos deduction tactics?"

She placed the fish cake in her palm and let Huihui roll it up with her tail.

"This is a greeting gift for the military advisor."

The gray-amber eyes narrowed slightly, and the scales shone with a pearly luster in the sunlight:

"There's actually a cat in the Da clan that doesn't want to fight or kill?"

The moment it bit off the fish cake, its tail accidentally brushed across the back of Wusong's hand.

"You've made the right friends."

"What on earth is this? Why don't I remember anything about it..."

At this moment, Wu Song looked at the scene in his memory, and his throat felt like it was burned by the embers of the fire.

It turns out that during those late nights when I was guarding alone, there was already a pair of gentle eyes watching me in the dark.

"It turns out that a friend's embrace is so warm~"

When the sound of a gong rang out in the distance, Yun Bai protected Hui Hui behind him. The green light condensed at his fingertips reflected the trembling but determined eyes of the young Wu Song. He finally saw clearly that in the past that he had tried so hard to bury, there was a warmth that had never been alone.

……

"boom……"

When the sound of the gong in the ancestral hall exploded like thunder, Huihui was curled up on the "throne" made of Wusong's old cloak. His three forked tails deftly rolled up the charcoal pencil and completed the crooked flame pattern drawn by Wusong on the mottled brick wall.

"not good!"

The sharp sound startled it and made it tremble all over. A fine purple light appeared between its scales, and its amber pupils instantly shrank into dangerous vertical lines.

"The law enforcement team is patrolling early!"

"quick……"

Yun Bai pulled Wu Song behind him almost at the same time, and the green rhythmic pattern flowed along the tail feathers like electric current.

She tapped the ground with her fingertips, and a faint blue light pattern spread like a spider web, weaving an invisible barrier around the three people:

"Xiaosong, go push the wisteria trellis in the backyard three steps to the left."

Her voice was as calm as a cold pond, but her tail feathers gently wrapped around Huihui's trembling shoulders.

"Gray, would you like to tell me your story? Maybe we can find a solution."

"Uh……"

A low growl, almost a whimper, emanated from the strange cat's throat, and it suddenly tore off the rag wrapped around its neck.

A hideous scar snaked across the collarbone, the dark red tissue curled up, like a wound that would never heal:

“When I was three months old, my family and I were found by patrols at the Yanzong border.”

Its voice was as hoarse as if it had swallowed gravel, and every word was filled with a chilling chill.

"They say the alien cats' vertical pupils will pollute the pure rhythmic energy. They want to dig out our eyes and make them into magical instruments that can warn of chaos."

"..."

Wu Song subconsciously covered his eyes, and felt Yun Bai's gentle touch on his palm.

Gray's tail slapped the ground restlessly, and the friction of its scales made a crackling sound:

"To distract the pursuers, my father pushed my mother and me into a dry well. When his tail got tangled in the chain, I heard the sound of bones breaking..."

It suddenly started coughing violently, and a few drops of blood foam with a purple halo flowed out of the corners of its mouth.

"When I crawled out, I found only broken glass beads scattered all over the floor. They were toys my father had secretly made for me, saying they could glow in the dark."

"!"

Yun Bai's rhythmic patterns suddenly burst out with a dazzling green light. She took off the jade flute from her waist, and tiny ice crystals condensed on the flute:

"I know."

The flute sounded melodiously, with a rhythm that comforted the cat. The footsteps outside the barrier changed direction strangely.

"Three years ago, I rescued a young exotic cat in the Misty Forest. In order to protect me, its tail was torn off by the chains of the law enforcement team."

She opened her palm, and found a broken tail feather sealed in the ice.

"Since then, I have been waiting for the second person who is willing to believe in the alien cat."

Huihui suddenly raised his head, tears welling in his eyes, and his three tails trembled uncontrollably.

“So you’re willing to…”

“We are friends!”

Wu Song suddenly took out a sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in oil paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Huihui's paw.

"Wait until I become a real Fire Judge, and see who dares to bully you!"

He proudly shook the new amulet tied around his waist - it was a wisteria knot woven by Yun Bai using healing rhythmic power, and each petal was emitting a soft light.

"Then let me draw a picture!"

Outside the alley, the law enforcement team's scolding voices gradually faded away. Huihui suddenly rolled up the charcoal pencil with his tail and quickly sketched on the wall.

A moment later, a vivid portrait appeared on the wall: Yun Bai, holding a flute, stood in the center, surrounded by green light blades; Wu Song was waving a whistle stick, and the flames behind him turned into a majestic tiger; and Hui Hui stood on the shoulders of the two men, with three tails spewing out brilliant chaotic fireworks.

"Next time, teach me how to use the rhyme pattern to disrupt patrol routes?"

Huihui poked Yunbai's flute with the tip of his tail, showing a rare playful expression.

Yun Bai smiled and flicked its ears, and its tail feathers gently entwined with the gray tail. Two completely different forces intertwined in the air into soft light bands, illuminating the determined faces of the young men.

Wu Song, who was watching all this at the moment, finally understood the always warm light deep in his memory - it was the bond that transcended race, and the courage to choose to protect despite knowing the danger.

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(I’ve already done what you’ve been asking me to do. Just do it yourself in the circle…)