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

Rather, they have a thousand words to say, but no one listens.

Chapter 1431 A Piercing Wail

Her singing suddenly rose in pitch.

That wasn't a tone, nor a melody, but a declaration of "existence".

The monument to original sin emitted a piercing wail, and the first crack appeared on its surface.

"No—!" the black-robed man roared, desperately pressing the monument against his chest. "I am eternity! I am order! I am—"

“You’re just a coward who’s afraid to hear anything,” Xiaoman interrupted him, her voice gentle yet irresistible.

"boom!"

Another crack appeared on the monument.

Then came the third, the fourth...

"Aaaaaah—!" The man in black robes screamed as his body began to disintegrate, turning into black dust that was swept into the sky by the song.

"Master Qingdao... will not... end... there will always be someone... who chooses silence... there will always be someone... who is afraid of noise..."

"So what?" Xiaoman said softly, "As long as there is one person willing to speak, the voice will never be silenced."

"boom--!!!"

The Monument of Original Sin shattered into countless fragments, each turning to ashes in mid-air and dissipating with the wind.

The sky suddenly cleared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the first true ray of sunlight shone on the earth.

The gray-haired boy slumped to the ground, panting heavily, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hey... my ears... don't hurt anymore."

Duoduo wiped her face and plopped down: "I'm finally tired of singing, damn it."

Holding his zither, Su Ting gazed at the clear sky and murmured, "This...this is the world with sound?"

“Yes.” Xiaoman walked back, her face showing a tired but incredibly bright smile. “From now on, you can cry if you want to cry, laugh if you want to laugh, and curse if you want to curse—” She glanced at the gray-haired child, “and someone will hear you.”

The gray-haired boy grinned: "Then let me start by cursing—I never want to play drums again! It's exhausting!"

"You're lying." Duoduo rolled her eyes at him. "You were laughing like an idiot just now."

Su Ting suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

"Xiaoman," he said softly, "look over there."

Everyone followed his gaze.

Deep within the once barren and desolate land, a vibrant green is spreading at a visible pace. The barren soil cracks open, and countless tiny flower buds emerge, their petals translucent, like crystal carvings. Each flower trembles gently, as if breathing, as if listening.

"That's... the Flower of Sound?" Duoduo was stunned.

“It’s not a flower,” Xiaoman smiled. “It’s new sound cores growing.”

She crouched down and gently touched a flower bud with her fingertips. The flower trembled slightly and let out a very soft hum—like a lullaby that someone's mother used to hum in their childhood memories.

“They are learning to speak,” Xiaoman said softly. “This world… needs to relearn how to speak.”

Her mother walked up behind her and gently patted her shoulder: "You did it."

“No,” Xiaoman shook her head, “we did it together.”

In the distance, the first bird took flight, uttering a long-lost call.

Crisp, tender, yet full of hope.

Su Ting suddenly smiled, plucked the strings with his ten fingers, and the music flowed out, harmonizing with the birdsong.

Duoduo jumped up: "Hey! This is the first 'New World Song,' I have to sing the main melody!"

"Get lost!" Gray Boy grabbed the drum. "My drumbeats are the soul of rhythm!"

"Then you tune it first!" Duoduo snatched the drumstick and tapped him on the head.

"You're asking for it!" The gray child jumped up and chased after her.

Su Ting shook his head and smiled, his gaze falling on Xiaoman: "Aren't you going?"

Xiaoman gazed at the awakening earth and whispered, "Wait a little longer."

She suddenly looked up at a certain point on the horizon—where the clouds rippled slightly, as if something was taking shape.

Chapter 1432 The Farthest Place

"What's wrong?" Su Ting asked.

Xiaoman squinted her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

“Listen…” she whispered, “There’s a new rhythm in the wind.”

Su Ting was taken aback, then listened intently.

From the depths of the wind, in the far distance, came a low, resonant tapping sound—

thump.

thump.

It's like some colossal thing is awakening.

Like another drum, being slowly lifted up by someone.

Xiaoman smiled, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

"It seems... someone is not convinced."

She turned to look at Su Ting and extended her hand: "Want to play together again?"

"What did you say? Play it again?" Su Ting raised an eyebrow, his fingers unconsciously sliding across the strings, producing a soft, trembling note. "Weren't you so exhausted you almost lost your soul just now?"

Xiaoman didn't answer, but just smiled and stretched out her hand, palm up, just like many years ago when she first stood at the village entrance waiting for him to get out of school.

The wind tousled her hair, and sunlight fell into her eyes like scattered gold dust.

“I’m not tired,” she said. “As long as I can still hear your music, I won’t be tired.”

Su Ting paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, grabbed the zither, leaped to his feet, and began to pluck the strings with all his might—

hum!

A clear, melodious zither note tore through the sky, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, soaring straight into the heavens.

Almost simultaneously, the distant knocking sound rang out again—

Boom!

It was clearer and heavier than before, as if the heartbeat of the earth had been forcibly awakened.

"I heard it." Duoduo stopped chasing and hitting the gray child, her ears twitching slightly. "It's not the wind... something is knocking."

The gray child squinted, staring at the churning clouds: "The rhythm is wrong... This isn't a response, it's a provocation."

"Then let it come." Xiaoman lightly leaped onto a broken stone platform, spread her arms, and said in a clear voice, "Didn't we just smash a monument? What difference will it make if another one comes?"

"Hey!" the gray-haired boy grinned, slamming his hammer down on the drumhead. "My drum isn't even warmed up yet!"

"Wait." Su Ting suddenly raised his hand, and the music stopped abruptly.

Everyone fell silent.

The thumping sounds continued in the wind, but upon closer listening, they faintly harmonized with the lingering echoes of Xiaoman's song in the air—

Low and slow, yet carrying a certain undeniable resonance.

"Is it...learning from us?" Duoduo's voice was strained.

“No.” Xiaoman’s eyes narrowed slightly. “It’s imitating. But it’s not learning it right—it’s not rhythm, it’s desire.”

"What does that mean?" Gray Child scratched his head.

“It means,” Xiaoman slowly turned around and looked at the crowd, “that someone in the distance is holding a drum and wants to become the next ‘Master of the Pure Way’.”

"Huh?" The gray child almost burst out laughing. "We just wiped one out, and someone else comes to our door as a scapegoat?"

“You don’t understand.” Granny Lin’s voice rang out from the zither, “The ‘Monument of Original Sin’ has never been the only container. Where there is light, there is shadow. You have lit the flower of sound, and naturally you will also awaken those… who fear the light.”

"Then let them come out." Duoduo sneered, tearing off her tattered cloak to reveal a scarred but still straight back. "Whoever wants to be the leader of the pacification can come and take it! We just happen to need a substitute drummer!"

"You really dare to say that!" the gray-haired child laughed. "What if it's not a human coming?"

Before he finished speaking——

"Boom!!!"

A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth had been struck by a heavy hammer, caused the entire earth to tremble violently!

The sound flowers beneath their feet trembled in unison, their petals unfurling, emitting a collective buzz, as if millions of people were speaking at once!

Chapter 1433 That's Not Animal Hide

Su Ting suddenly raised his zither, the sound waves spreading out and stabilizing everyone's posture.