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

Their voices mingled, like light breaking through the night.

[Self-destruct program interrupted! Sonic backlash begins!]

Black smoke billowed from the machine at the bottom of the well, and explosions rang out one after another.

The girl's smile faded, and her body began to become transparent.

“Brother…I…can’t get out.” She said softly, “But I can leave the way…for you.”

Su Ting, her eyes red, asked, "What did you say?"

“Take my voice…” she smiled. “Use it… to smash everything.”

She raised her hand, her fingertips passing through the glass as if touching his face.

"Promise me... that you'll sing more songs for me in the future."

Su Ting gripped the illusory hand tightly.

I promise you. Forever.

The girl closed her eyes, and the last wisp of her song turned into specks of light, flowing into the fragments of the piano keys.

Her body slowly dissipated, like a dandelion seed blown away by the wind.

The bottom of the well was silent.

Su Ting knelt down, holding the scorching piano key, and remained motionless for a long time.

Suddenly, the entire facility shook violently!

The communicator rang, and Xiaoyin's voice was trembling with tears:

"Su Ting! The black hole has gone out of control! But... but the sound waves of the 'Original Sound' have changed its frequency! It's no longer a devourer, it... it's resonating!"

Su Ting slowly raised his head.

Above their heads, a massive sonic vortex was forming, but it was no longer a destructive black hole; instead, it resembled an open mouth—"singing."

He stood up and walked back to the ground step by step.

Along the way, all the prisoners looked up at him.

He lifted the piano keys and said softly:

"Go home."

When he stood atop the ruins again, the sky was no longer gray.

Instead, it is a flowing aurora formed by billions of sound waves.

Xiaoyin ran over, choking back tears: "What...what do we do next?"

Su Ting gazed into the distance.

There, the silent towers still stand, and the city remains silent.

He smiled and raised the piano keys above his head.

"Do you think one person singing can wake up the world?"

Xiaoyin wiped away her tears and clenched her fists: "Now, you're not the only one."

Su Ting took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and sang the last note of his sister's song.

In an instant, the aurora surged like a tide.

In the distance, the first Tower of Silence collapsed with a deafening roar.

Amidst the deafening roar of the collapse, a familiar voice timidly rang out from one of the remaining loudspeakers:

"Brother...I...can hear you."

Su Ting shuddered, turned around abruptly, and stared intently at the crooked metal pole—the loudspeaker was already rusted and blackened, with exposed wires, like a dying snake.

But that sound... was so real.

"Brother...is that you? I...can hear the wind, and...your song."

Su Ting rushed over, grabbed the loudspeaker, and shouted, "Duoduo? Is that you? Where are you?!"

"Under the ventilation shaft in Zone B." The voice was broken and crackling with static. "My sister said... as long as I keep singing, you won't abandon me. I've been singing... but my throat hurts so much..."

Chapter 1366 The Damaged Terminal

Su Ting's eyes bulged with veins as he slammed his fist on the control panel. The screen flickered a few times, displaying a diagram of the underground structure. A faint red dot was slowly moving in area B-3.

"Xiaoyin! Locate her! I need her to come out immediately!"

“They’re already adjusting it!” Xiao Yin tapped rapidly on the damaged terminal. “But the structure over there is unstable, and the ventilation shaft could collapse at any moment! And… there’s also the ‘Qingyin Guard’ patrol team. They… they’re searching for any remaining ‘abnormal sound sources’!”

"Qingyin Guard?!" Su Ting sneered, tucking the piano keys into his belt. "A bunch of deaf people, do they even deserve to be called 'Guard'?"

He was about to run down to the ground when Xiaoyin grabbed his arm.

"Are you crazy?! You just came back from the edge of a black hole! Your sister's voice is still echoing in the piano keys, you can't just rush in and die like this!"

Su Ting looked down at the still-hot shard and said softly, "She's not dead. She lent me her voice."

He looked up, his eyes sharp as knives: "Besides, I promised her I'd sing a few more songs. But if I can't even save one child, who am I supposed to sing for?"

Xiao Yin froze, her lips trembling slightly.

In the distance, the ruins of the first Silent Tower were still smoking, the firelight reflecting off her face. She suddenly released her grip, drew a sonic oscillation knife from behind her waist, and shoved it into Su Ting's hand.

“Then don’t die,” she said. “The world has just heard your voice, and hasn’t had enough of your singing.”

Su Ting grinned, turned around, and leaped into the collapsed entrance.

In the underground zone three, the air was as thick and sticky as congealed blood. Su Ting moved forward close to the wall, each step landing on broken cables and shattered glass. In the distance, the rhythmic thud of metal boots echoed—neat, cold, and utterly flat.

That's Qingyin Guard.

They wore full-face helmets with black suppressors embedded in their ears, making even their breathing barely audible as they walked. The weapons in their hands glowed with an eerie blue light; they were sonic blades specifically designed to "sever sound waves."

Su Ting lay in the shadow of the ventilation duct, listening to them approach.

"Target confirmed: Weak acoustic residual waves detected at the bottom of well B-3," the lead Qingyinwei mechanically reported. "Execute the purification procedure."

"Wait." The other person suddenly raised their hand. "Listen...can you hear...any sound?"

"Shut up!" the leader roared. "Have you been infected with the 'sound poison' again? Wasn't the last cleansing painful enough?"

The man trembled slightly and lowered his head, remaining silent.

But Su Ting heard it—there was a hint of hesitation in that voice. Even… a hint of longing.

He smiled.

Then, he stood up, walked to the center of the passage, took off his dust mask, and opened his mouth—

I sang it.

It was not a high-pitched shout, nor a fierce battle song.

It was the song "Moonlight" that his mother had sung.

Gentle and slow, like a summer night breeze brushing across the parched earth.

"The moonlight shines on the river bend, my mother is calling me home to sleep..."

Qingyin Wei froze abruptly.

The leader's fingers twitched as he gripped the sonic blade, but hesitated to strike.

Another guard slowly raised his head, his eyes beneath his helmet fixed on Su Ting.

“When I was little… my mother sang this too…” he murmured.

"Shut up!" the leader roared. "You're all corrupted! All of you—eliminate!"

He raised his weapon, but just as he pulled the trigger, Su Ting's voice suddenly rose!

"My daughter was squatting down and sneaking a bite!"

The sound waves were like knives, piercing directly into the head's ear suppressors!

"Bang—!" The suppressor shattered, and blood gushed out.

Chapter 1367 You are not machines

The leader knelt on the ground, clutching his head and screaming, "Sound! Too much! Too noisy! I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it—!"

The other Qingyin Guards were stunned. Some squatted down with their heads in their hands, while others trembled and put down their weapons.

Su Ting walked past them step by step, as if walking through a wasteland plowed by songs.

“You are not machines,” he whispered. “You are children whose voices were stolen. Now… it has returned.”

No one stopped him.

He rushed into the ventilation shaft and slid down the rusty ladder at high speed.

"Duoduo! I'm here!"