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

Su Ting stood still, slowly holding the guitar horizontally in front of his chest, his fingers touching the strings.

His eyes had turned completely golden.

“Give it a try,” he said. “See if this city deserves to understand—the real chorus.”

Chapter 1418 Let's Sing Together

Xiaoman took a deep breath and suddenly raised her voice core:

"Let's all sing together!!!"

In an instant, countless points of light rose from the ruins of the theater.

It was those who had just awakened who, gazing at the ruins from afar, raised their phones, banged on iron pipes, and whistled.

Their voices, faint yet firm, gathered like sparks.

The Gray Child's drumbeats exploded first, like thunder rolling across the earth!

Duoduo suddenly pulled out the recorder and slammed it into the ground. The sound wave data poured out like a waterfall, intertwining with the drumbeats to form a rhythmic barrier!

Xiaoman closed her eyes, and the sound core resonated with the "dull string," causing the sound waves to spread like a tide!

Su Ting flicked his finger—

"buzz"

That's not music.

That was the groan of the earth's crust.

That was the lament of steel bars.

Those were 100,000 shouts that had been sealed away for twenty years. At this moment, they erupted with a guitar, a resonance, and a cry of "the next line of the chorus!"

The sound waves transformed into tangible shockwaves, sweeping outwards in a circular pattern!

The silent swarm of bees that came towards them exploded and fell like snow meeting fire!

The nine IX aircraft shook violently, cracks appearing on their fuselages, and then—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, they exploded into a rain of fire!

Outside the ruins, on the streets, countless people knelt on the ground, clutching their heads and letting out painful screams.

It's not because of pain.

It's because—they heard it.

For the first time in twenty years, they heard real sounds, instead of white noise, fake music, or fake "safe audio" played by the system.

An old woman knelt by the window, trembling as she touched her throat, where there was an old scar.

She opened her mouth.

Hoarse, broken, yet incredibly clear, he squeezed out a single word:

"……Song."

Two words brought tears to her eyes.

Meanwhile, three hundred meters underground in the city.

A vast underground space, densely packed with 100,000 black coffins.

Each coffin was engraved with a name and a number.

suddenly

thump.

A coffin trembled slightly.

Boom, boom.

The second body, the third body...

more and more.

A faint blue light seeped from the cracks in the coffin lid.

Like someone inside, banging on a coffin lid.

In the very center, inside a completely transparent crystal coffin, a woman lay quietly.

Her eyes suddenly twitched.

Eyelashes fluttered.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

It looked like he was smiling.

It's as if they're waiting.

The sound waves gradually subsided above the ruins.

Su Ting knelt on one knee, his guitar leaning against his shoulder, black blood seeping from his forehead.

Xiaoman rushed over to support him: "Su Ting! Are you alright?!"

He slowly raised his head, his golden eyes had mostly faded, leaving only a faint glimmer.

He looked at her and smiled weakly: "...I didn't die. I just...borrowed some strength."

"Don't do that again!" She punched him in the shoulder, her voice trembling. "Do you think you're a god?! Do you think you can bear the silence of the entire city all by yourself?!"

Su Ting did not answer.

He simply raised his hand and gently wiped the ashes from her face.

“I’m sorry,” he said in a low voice, “but time is running out. IX won’t let this go. The true Lord of the Pure Way… has not yet shown himself.”

The gray-haired boy spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned, "Who cares who they are? If they come, smash them! I haven't had my fill of drumming yet!"

Duo Duo stared at her watch, her expression suddenly changing: "No... the energy is flowing back. The resonance just now wasn't just us making sounds... there were other sound cores actively connecting to the 'Silent String'!"

Chapter 1419 Five Hundred Points

"Where?" Xiaoman asked.

“From all directions.” Duoduo’s voice trembled. “Schools, hospitals, underpasses, abandoned factories… at least… five hundred locations! They weren’t awakened… they wanted to sing on their own!”

Su Ting slowly stood up and looked into the distance.

A few lights appeared on the tall buildings.

Someone stood on the balcony, holding up a worn-out guitar.

Someone was holding a child and humming softly.

Someone used an iron chain to smash against the wall, creating a rhythm.

They are responding.

Su Ting looked down at the guitar in his hands.

Say it softly:

"Perhaps... I'm not the only 'next sentence'."

Xiaoman suddenly looked up, tears welling in her eyes:

"So what do you want to sing?"

“The song I want to sing…” Su Ting raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the night and landing on the giant gear slowly rotating at the top of the black tower, “is the song that 'she' couldn’t finish singing before she died.”

His voice was as soft as the wind, yet it resonated like thunder in everyone's heart.

Duoduo shuddered: "You mean the old lady... left behind a song?"

“It wasn’t left behind.” Su Ting’s fingertips lightly plucked the “Dull String,” and the instrument hummed. A ripple of residual sound appeared in the air, like an old cassette tape slowly unfurling. “It was—she was stuck on the last line. Twenty years ago, when they slit her throat, she was still singing. But her voice was taken away, leaving only a remnant frequency… And now, I can hear it.”

The gray-haired boy frowned: "You mean... the whole song is hidden in this broken guitar of yours?"

“No.” Su Ting shook his head. “It’s hidden in the ‘silence shackles’ themselves. They think that sealing off the sound is the same as eliminating the singing, but they forgot that singing can live off silence.”

Before he could finish speaking, his wristwatch suddenly shrieked.

Duo Duo looked down and her face turned deathly pale: "Oh no! The vibration frequency underground has changed! Those coffins... they're synchronized! It's like they're responding to Su Ting's resonance just now!"

Xiaoman suddenly grabbed his arm: "Could you have become a target too? You just used her frequency, and now... you've become one of the 'awakened' as well?"

Su Ting did not answer. His pupils once again glowed with golden veins, and his fingertips unconsciously plucked the strings of the zither.

"Ding--"

A clear, melodious note rippled through the air, and suddenly a woman's humming filled the air—intermittent, distorted, yet undeniably tender:

"...Moonlight falls into the lighthouse, child, don't be afraid of the dark...Mother's song will keep watch for you all night..."

Xiaoman trembled violently, and tears welled up instantly.