Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Chapter 1124 Our Existence

Chenxi laughed and said, "Wow, so you're all just pieces of a puzzle, right? The real protagonist hasn't even made his appearance yet."

"Should we bring him on stage now?" Su Ting asked in a low voice.

The little girl's gaze fell on Su Ting, a complex look flashing in her eyes.

“The time isn’t right,” he said, “but he’s already awake.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire space suddenly trembled.

"The threads of fate are beginning to reconstruct." Chenxi gritted her teeth, frowning as she looked around. "This sense of tearing apart... we are being rewritten."

"We must anchor our existence!" Su Ting shouted suddenly. "We must find a stable spacetime fulcrum, otherwise we will become a chaotic parameter in history in the next second."

"But we're already on the only timeline!" Chu Mo shouted.

"Not necessarily." The little girl landed gently, her toes lightly touching the ground, and the surrounding space instantly froze, with ripples spreading out like a mirror.

“There is another timeline, which was separated at the very beginning of our existence.” He looked at everyone, his eyes sparkling. “It has no name; it is just a… dream that should not exist.”

Su Ting's eyes widened suddenly: "A dream? Could it be—"

“That is the real world.” The little girl closed her eyes, and with a flick of her finger, a light and shadow appeared.

The scene depicts a bustling metropolis with a clear blue sky, noisy crowds, people pushing carts on the streets, and children chasing and playing—everything looks incredibly real.

But in the next instant, the entire screen collapsed!

"Why did that city collapse?!" Chu Mo exclaimed in shock.

“Because it doesn’t exist in reality.” The little girl’s voice was tinged with sadness. “But it was forcibly preserved by some force and tried to merge into the main timeline. That’s why I was forced to appear.”

"What is your mission?" Chenxi squinted.

“Prevent it from fully awakening.” The little girl turned to look at him. “Because once it truly awakens, the meaning of each of your existence will be reset—even 'me'.”

A silence descended like a tide.

"Then what do we do?" Su Ting asked through gritted teeth. "Do you want to destroy that fake city? Or integrate it into reality?"

“This is not something I can decide.” The little girl lowered her head slightly and gently clasped her hands in front of her chest. “The choice can only be made by 'him'.”

Su Ting's expression changed: "You mean that... imprisoned being?"

The little girl nodded: "He is the true heart of this city. He dreamed everything, and everything we are doing now is simply responding to his wishes."

An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

Chen Xi sneered, "A wish? That sounds romantic. But what if that woman's wish is for everyone to go crazy with her?"

"Then let's see who can last the longest." The little girl slowly raised her head, her eyes shining like stars. "But before that, we must find the path to the next level of the dream."

"How do we find it?" Chu Mo frowned.

“Use the Key of Memory to open the door.” Su Ting spoke slowly, his tone suddenly becoming unusually calm. “Only those who have truly died can see the location of the door.”

The atmosphere immediately turned somewhat cold.

"Is any of you already dead?" The little girl's gaze swept over the group.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Chenxi grinned: "If we count rebirth, I'm probably the second soul, right?"

The little girl nodded: "Then please lead the way."

Chapter 1125 Those who want to follow should hurry up.

Just as Chenxi was about to speak, suddenly, the ground beneath his feet sank, and countless points of light, like falling stars, quickly converged into a rotating hole.

"They're here." He smirked and jumped in. "Those who want to follow, hurry up! Don't wait here for fate to decide."

Su Ting was the first to chase after them.

Su Ting and Chu Mo followed closely behind.

Finally, only the little girl remained standing in the void, gazing at the vortex below that was constantly devouring the light, and softly murmured:

"Sister...it's time for you to wake up. We can't afford to lose this round."

He leaped down and disappeared into the light and shadow.

When the group opened their eyes again, they were greeted by an extremely desolate scene—a frozen city stood alone in the black snow, every inch of the ground covered with thick frost, so thick that even the wind could not pass through.

In the distance, a figure stood atop the city gate. The figure, dressed in white, had an outline almost identical to the girl's, yet exuded a chilling aura.

He slowly turned around, his voice as cold as a blade:

"Have you... come to disturb my dream again?"

Su Ting was deeply shaken and couldn't help but speak:

"Wait...you are...he is...?"

The woman in white lowered her eyes and smiled, responding softly:

"I am the origin of this world—and also its end."

Su Ting paused slightly in the snow, his breath condensing into white mist in the cold wind.

"Who...who are you?" His voice trembled slightly.

The woman in white stood atop the city gate, like a deity forged from ice and snow, coldly looking down upon them.

“I was once named ‘First Dream’.” Her voice was soft, yet carried an irresistible pressure. “The core of this city’s memories.”

Chu Mo frowned: "So you are the core of the dream? The key that determines whether this city returns to reality?"

Chu Meng gently shook her head: "I am this place, which is what you call 'Dream'. But more importantly—"

She raised a pale hand, her five fingers slowly spreading.

A silver light spread from his fingertips, outlining an ancient rune in the air.

"I am a reflection of the consciousness of the true sleeper."

"The Sleeper?" Su Ting's voice suddenly rang out, his tone complex. "Could it be... he's still alive?"

The air fell silent for a moment, as if even the wind had stopped.

"Alive?" Chu Meng chuckled softly, but there was no joy or sorrow in her laughter; instead, there was an indescribable sense of pity and desolation.

“No,” she said, “it’s just not completely dead yet.”

The next second, the ground shook violently!

The entire city trembled as if a giant beast had awakened, and countless frozen streets and alleys began to peel away and crack, revealing the dark, void abyss beneath.

A deep murmur came from all directions:

"Dreams shouldn't be disturbed... I'm not ready... to come back..."

The girl's voice echoed faintly from the stardust: "He is waking up in fear."

Chenxi licked her lips, a near-maniacal smile spreading across her face:

"Interesting... It seems we not only have to fight in dreams, but also persuade people to wake up, right?"

“You’re not here to persuade him,” Su Ting said in a low voice, “you’re here to awaken him.”

As he finished speaking, a dazzling golden streak of light suddenly flashed across the sky!

"That's... the chains of fate!" the little girl exclaimed, her eyes wide. "The sleeper is bound by fate; if it's not broken, he will become nothingness!"

Chapter 1126 The Return of the Traitor

Chu Meng's face instantly turned icy: "No one can break that person's chains! Fate has already written it—he is a sinner, a creator of failure, a traitor who can never return!"

“But,” Su Ting suddenly looked up, “what if he wrote this fate himself?!”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Even the air seemed to hold its breath and freeze at that moment.

The little girl landed gently and stood beside Su Ting, whispering, "That's right... Perhaps only he himself can tear this line of fate apart."

"Then let him out!" Chenxi shouted. "Since this is a dream, why should we wait for him? Let's just find the core of the dream, drag him out, and ask him what's going on!"

Chu Meng sneered: "Do you really think you're worthy of entering the core of the dream?"

She slowly raised her hand, and the atmosphere of the entire frozen city suddenly changed!

Beneath the thick ice, distorted figures began to emerge—these were soul prisons constructed of nightmares, each imprisoning a vague remnant of will.

"These... are all beings attempting to touch the core of the dream," she said indifferently. "They have now become the guardians of the dream."

Su Ting gazed at the rows of cages, his voice heavy: "Are these our friends from the past? Or people from another world?"

"None of that matters anymore." Chu Meng's gaze was icy. "What matters is that you've only taken a few more steps."