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

"boom--!!!".

The eerie blue light from the ground suddenly surged! The light no longer just rose, but spread outward like a tide, rushing along the cracks. Wherever it went, the parched earth turned bluish, withered grass sprouted, and tiny buds of sound flowers emerged from under the rubble and bloomed instantly!

In the light, countless blurry figures began to move.

They let go of each other's hands.

One, two, three... slowly turning around.

For the first time, it faced the ground, the sky, and the living.

Their faces are still blurry, but every single one of them is "smiling".

They opened their mouths.

No sound was uttered, yet in everyone's hearts, a melody resonated simultaneously.

It is the chorus of "Dawn".

But this time, it's complete.

Su Ting was in tears, his fingers dancing wildly across the zither, breaking strings and staining the surface with blood, yet he laughed like a child: "I heard it! I fucking really heard it!"

Duo Duo's voice was already hoarse, but it grew even louder: "Come on! All of you, come out here! So what if the sky falls?!"

The gray-haired boy, covered in dust and with a bloody nose, was frantically pounding the ground, howling and laughing, "Hey guys down there! Did you hear that?! We're playing together!!!"

The child stood at the edge of the crack, his small body bathed in light, his voice tender yet resonating throughout the heavens and earth:

"The light will come—the light will come—the light will come—!!!"

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The clouds in the sky completely dispersed, and sunlight poured down like a golden waterfall, merging with the blue light from the ground in mid-air to form a rainbow bridge spanning the sky.

The flower of sound rose, exploded, and transformed into billions of points of light, falling like rain.

And it is in this ultimate resonance

Within that light, the blurry figure at the head slowly raised its hand, as if conducting a symphony that transcends life and death.

Then, he nodded slightly to Xiaoman.

Xiaoman understood.

She took a deep breath, turned to the crowd, and her voice boomed:

"Are you ready? The real ending begins now!"

Su Ting laughed wildly and plucked the strings: "I've been waiting for you to say those words for three hundred years!"

Duoduo raised her arms high: "So what if the whole world goes deaf?! I'm going to wake up everyone who's pretending to be asleep today!"

The gray child wiped the blood from his nose and grinned:

"Come on, guys! Let's do it one last time!"

The child closed their eyes and spoke softly, yet with unparalleled clarity.

"The moonlight climbs the wall, and my mother is singing..."

The child's voice was like a gentle breeze, softly lifting up all the heavy clamor. In that instant, the raging rhythm suddenly slowed down, as if the earth itself had held its breath.

Su Ting's fingers froze on the strings, and drops of blood dripped down the broken strings, producing a tiny but crisp note.

“This…this isn’t the lyrics to ‘Dawn’,” he murmured.

Xiaoman smiled, tears streaming down her face: "This is just the beginning."

The figure in the light remained silent, as if listening to a long-forgotten lullaby. The melody was so gentle it seemed out of place in this cursed land, yet it took root here, blooming into the purest flower amidst the ruins.

Chapter 1440 The Scarred Palm

"This is..." Duoduo's voice was hoarse, "This is what the child's mother... often hummed?"

The child's eyes were not open, his little face turned towards the sunlight, his lips trembling slightly:

"...The candlelight flickers gently, and wings appear in my dreams..."

The gray boy froze, his hand hovering in mid-air, the drumbeats of the rock formation abruptly ceasing. He looked down at his scarred palms, then suddenly grinned and laughed out loud: "Damn... my mom sang this too."

"What?" Su Ting turned his head sharply.

“I entered the ash pit when I was three years old, but I still remember it.” The gray child wiped his face and lowered his voice, “It wasn’t completely dark yet, and she was holding me in the corner… just singing softly like that.”

Xiaoman slowly squatted down, embraced the child, and softly continued singing:

"Not afraid of the long night, not afraid of the wind at the window..."

Duoduo's throat tightened, and she murmured softly:

"As long as you're by my side, the day will dawn..."

Su Ting gritted his teeth, his fingers returning to the piano. This time, he didn't play the melody of "Dawn," but instead gently supported the lullaby with the simplest chords. The broken string cut his fingertips, blood flowing with the notes, yet the sound was as gentle as a peaceful slumber a century late.

One by one, the figures in the light stopped. They no longer sang the chorus of "Dawn," but listened quietly, as if the innocent voices had taken them back to a time before the fire had engulfed them.

The blurry figure at the head of the group slowly raised his missing right little finger and gently clasped his hands together, as if responding to a song that belonged only to home.

“Old Pei…” Xiaoman said softly, “You’ve heard this song before, haven’t you?”

The light trembled slightly, as if nodding.

suddenly

"Boom!!!"

The ground beneath our feet trembled violently, and the cracks suddenly widened! The blue light abruptly contracted, as if forcibly pulled back into the earth by some external force! The rainbow in the sky began to twist and tear, and the sunlight was swallowed up again by the thick black clouds!

"What happened?!" Duoduo staggered backward and grabbed Xiaoman to support her.

The gray child roared, "Who?! Who's choking us?!"

The beam of light flickered violently, and the figures within it began to twist and elongate, as if being torn apart by an invisible hand. The leader abruptly raised his hand, pointing towards the sky.

A rune appeared out of thin air.

Scarlet, as if cast in blood.

Eight chain-like lines extended from the runes, digging deep into the ground, like a giant net that firmly imprisoned the entire sea of ​​light!

"A sound-sealing seal!!!" Su Ting's pupils constricted sharply. "The Silent Society's highest forbidden technique! They buried it here a long time ago?!"

“It’s not ‘them’,” Xiaoman stared intently at the rune. “It’s ‘it’.”

"What?" Gray Child shouted.

“It’s alive.” Xiaoman’s voice was cold. “It wasn’t completely destroyed three hundred years ago. It’s been waiting, waiting for us to play ‘Dawn,’ waiting for the sounds to converge, waiting for all the resonance to reach its peak, and then… devour it, refine it, and make its last act of resistance a sacrifice for its resurrection!”

"So this isn't an invitation at all," Duoduo gritted her teeth. "It's a trap."

"No." Xiaoman suddenly smiled, but tightened her grip on the child. "It's a challenge."

She looked up, staring directly at the scarlet runes: "Can you hear me? Do you think that by silencing the sound, you can seal off the dawn forever?"

She gently put the child down and took out a shard of pottery from her bosom. The shard had a sharp edge and reflected the last rays of light.

"But you forgot," she slowly sliced ​​open her palm, blood dripping down, "a voice never comes only from the throat."

Chapter 1441 Irregular Noise

Su Ting suddenly realized something and frantically plucked the strings, smashing out a series of irregular, discordant sounds with his bloodied hands: "That's it! Vibration! Frequency! As long as an object is moving, it is making sound!"

Duoduo kicked over the broken drum, pulled out the iron core inside, and slammed it hard against the rock wall.

"clang!!!"

A loud bang was heard, and the shockwave spread out like ripples.

The gray child laughed wildly, grabbed a piece of rubble from the ground, and hurled it at the runic chains: "I can keep yelling at you without even using my voice!"

"Clang! Clang! Bang! Crack!"

Everything that could make a sound was smashed. The soft thud of harps, drums, stones, bones, and drops of blood hitting the ground, the breath of air, the pounding of a heart... countless chaotic yet vibrant sounds converged into a river, flowing upstream towards the scarlet rune!

"It's no use." A cold voice came from the void, as if a thousand people were whispering at the same time, "Silence is order. Sound is sin."

"To hell with order!" the gray child roared, slamming his forehead against the rock wall with a loud thud. "I was born in the Gray Hole, grew up in the wasteland, and have never had a single day of peace since I was a child! And you call that a crime?!"

“My mother’s last words before she died were, ‘Child, sing something, Mom wants to hear your voice.’” His voice suddenly choked up. “But I didn’t dare! I was afraid of being arrested! I’ve held back my whole life! Now—I’m going to make up for those 36,000 times I should have sung!”

He opened his mouth and roared silently, pounding the ground with his fists, slamming his body against the wall, biting metal with his teeth, creating vibrations in every way possible!

Xiaoman knelt on the ground, pressing her palms into the soil, letting her blood soak into the earth: "Did you hear that? The people below are not begging for mercy, not pleading for pity, but making a declaration!"

“We’re not begging for resurrection,” Su Ting laughed as he smashed his violin. “We’re telling the world that we never truly died!”

The child stood at the edge of the crack, looking up at the sky swallowed by dark clouds, and softly sang:

"The moonlight climbs the wall... Mother is singing..."

The sound was faint, yet it was like a knife, piercing through the first chain of the runes!

"Ding"