Rural Mad Doctor

Chapter 659 Master of the God and Demon Palace

Victoria Song is now treating Cao Erdan like a god.

He chatted with Cao Erdan for quite a while about rural development and future plans.

He excitedly kept pulling Cao Erdan's hand.

If it weren't for the little girl peering at them through the car window, Song Qian might have been more affectionate.

Finally, Cao Erdan was released.

Cao Erdan drove into the village.

Youxiang'er looked at Cao Erdan from the side and said:

"Master, I feel like that Sister Song wants to play the game we used to play with you. I saw her eyes light up when she looked at you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, she's happy because the village is developing!"

Youxiang shook her head: "It's not that simple. I can tell she wants to sleep with you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Cao Erdan tugged at her corner.

In fact, Cao Erdan could easily see what Song Qian meant.

If you make a small gesture, she won't refuse.

But I'm very busy right now; the girls in the village are already lining up.

I don't want to add any more people on my own initiative.

However, if things go by chance, Mayor Song's life can be quite interesting!

Cao Erdan is now the director of the Royal Gate.

Of course, one cannot always stay at home and indulge in romantic relationships.

The enemy is getting stronger, so I need to train harder!

Qin Lu is currently managing the company in the city, and trustworthy individuals are also needed to manage various industries in the village.

You need to set aside more time to improve your cultivation.

……

Yingguo.

Turtle Island.

Sakurai's kimono looked even looser.

I've recently lost about ten pounds.

As the leader of the Black Wind Society, he was heartbroken to see his capable subordinates losing their lives one by one in foreign lands.

The Black Wind Society has suffered a major blow, which will directly affect the fate of the Ying Kingdom.

Originally, the only enemy he cared about was Su Yi, a master of the Heavenly Realm.

Now there's another Cao Erdan from the Holy Realm.

Su Yi is old and nearing the end of his life.

I thought the Dragon Kingdom's luck had run out, and its time had come.

As a result, Cao Erdan, this rising star, really gave him a headache!

She used to think that she could take advantage of her youth to get rid of Su Yi.

When Su Yi died, it was the time for my grand plan to advance into the Dragon Kingdom.

Just like Sima Yi during the Three Kingdoms period, who, unable to defeat Zhuge Liang, relied on killing him.

Finally, by utilizing the power of the Wei state, the Sima family was able to unify the country!

But now Cao Erdan has emerged, only in his early twenties. We can't rely on time to kill Cao Erdan.

"Bring me my instrument!"

Sakurai gave the order.

Two attendants carried his guqin over.

Sakurai sat on a rock by the sea, gently playing the zither.

"You guys go down!"

"Hi!"

The two attendants quickly left.

I know that the president plays a piece called "Listening to the Tide on the Blue Sea" by the sea whenever he is in a bad mood or in a great mood.

Those in the know understand that this piece is a soul-crushing melody capable of killing and stealing souls.

Those with low cultivation levels simply cannot listen to it.

So leave as soon as possible, the farther the better.

Even after getting onto the highway, you can still hear the sound of a piano coming from the seaside, which is quite stirring.

Sakurai Zang's hands, as withered as dead wood, moved across the strings of the harp.

Waves of sound, like swirling swords, pierced into the ocean waves.

It stirred up a thousand waves.

The waves on the beach rose and fell suddenly, gradually becoming accompanied by the sound of a piano.

suddenly,

Amidst the captivating, wave-manipulating music, a voice arose:

"President Sakurai has such refined tastes! This 'Listening to the Tide on the Blue Sea' is becoming more and more masterful!"

The sound penetrated the sound waves, overpowered the ocean waves, and traveled straight to us.

A small boat appeared on the sea, sailing against the wind and waves.

Sakurai Kuranosuke couldn't help but smile:

"The master of the Temple of Gods and Demons? You have so much free time, what brings you to my humble island?"

He spoke, but his hands moved faster and faster on the piano.

The sound waves sweep out horizontally.

The waves crashed against the small boat.

On the boat,

A man wearing a human skin mask is rowing a boat with both hands.

With each stroke, the small boat moved forward several meters.

Its power is astonishing.

A small, manpower-powered boat, surprisingly, moved at a speed comparable to a speedboat.

However, Sakurai's sonic waves crashed down, immediately halting the small boat's forced speed.

"Hahaha, is President Sakurai testing my endurance?"

He immediately increased his strength and paddled toward the shore.

However, it wasn't as easy as it had been before.

The closer you get to the shore, the more strenuous it becomes.

It was as if we were rowing against the current in the face of a typhoon.

"Impressive skill!"

The master of the God and Demon Palace was secretly surprised.

"Such a beautiful melody, why don't I write the lyrics and sing it for you!"

He suddenly let out a long howl:

"In a moment of youthful exuberance, this old man leads a yellow dog on the left and a falcon on the right, adorned in a brocade hat and sable fur, with a thousand horsemen sweeping across the plains."

To repay the city's support for the governor, I personally shot a tiger, just like Sun Quan.

Even after drinking, my heart and spirit remain open.

My temples are slightly frosted, so what!

When will Feng Tang be sent to Yunzhong, holding the imperial staff?

He could draw his bow like a full moon, gaze northwest, and shoot the Heavenly Wolf.

This poem expresses the lofty ambition to kill the enemy and serve the country, embodying the heroic spirit of fighting against aggression.

When he sang it at this moment, Sakurai Kuranosuke was quite dismissive.

He intensified his playing, pouring a century's worth of skill into the music.

The master of the God and Demon Palace had already approached the shore, less than ten feet away.

Each lyric sung just now disrupted the piano's sound, breaking through obstacles and allowing us to move forward.

At this point, they were getting too close to Sakurai, making it extremely difficult to advance any further.

suddenly,

Suddenly, the bow of the small boat cracked open with a "crack".

Then, the entire hull began to crack.

"click"

The oar in the man's hand also broke.

The master of the God and Demon Palace leaped up, dodging the waves, and flew ashore.

His small boat was also destroyed, and he drifted away with the waves.

The man landed on a boulder by the sea, and one of Sakurai Zang's harp strings broke.

With a swift press of his hand, the music abruptly stopped.

The two of them burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, the master of the God and Demon Palace, a Heavenly Realm expert, is indeed impressive!"

"President Sakurai's skills are unparalleled, truly unmatched in the world!"

After exchanging a few polite words, Sakurai Kuranosuke's face darkened.

"May I ask what brings you here so suddenly?"

The master of the God and Demon Palace bowed respectfully:

"President Sakurai, I have a question for you regarding music style."

"But it doesn't matter!"

The two of them sat cross-legged on the boulder.

Qu Feng, the master of the God and Demon Palace, said:

"Hanlong was the most outstanding disciple to emerge from our Divine Demon Palace, yet he was murdered yesterday. His subordinate, Niu Kui, said that the killer might be from the Imperial Clan, but he doesn't know who else it was!"

Sakurai smiled slightly:

"Since you're from the Imperial Gate, why don't you God and Demon Palace seek revenge against the Imperial Gate? Why are you coming after me?"

The musician, wearing a human skin mask, stared expressionlessly at Sakurai Zang.

"But Hanlong's agent said that it was someone from your Black Wind Society who contacted him, asking him to send Hanlong out to kill a man named Cao Erdan!"

"So what? Hanlong is an assassin. Is it wrong for someone to pimp him out and introduce him to clients?"

The musician laughed, but his expression remained completely unchanged, which was eerie.

"Hehe, when has the Black Wind Society ever done anything without profit? This deadly scheme is probably a move by you, Boss, isn't it?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Sakurai's expression gradually turned cold, and his gaze sharpened.

He stared at Qu Feng, the master of the God and Demon Palace, whose face was expressionless.

Although the Temple of Gods and Demons was feared by many, Sakurai Zang showed no fear whatsoever when faced with his questioning.