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"Find out this person's identity..." The middle-aged patrolman frowned. There was nothing on the deceased. How could he easily find out the identity of the deceased based on his appearance?

Zhang Yu's thoughts were not on the deceased, because he knew that the deceased was simply a corpse cultivator. In terms of strength, he was basically a bronze corpse, so he could be killed by the Seven-Star Sword in one go. If it were a silver corpse or a gold corpse, I might not be able to escape easily.

And the person who instigated the corpse cultivator to ambush here was clearly the mastermind behind the entire incident. The other party had long expected that Zhang Yu would be restless and come here to check the cause of death of the deceased. He had instilled Yin Qi into the corpse in advance and launched a surprise attack. It can be said that no one can escape this kind of assassination. Especially this method, this was the first time Zhang Yu had seen it. If he hadn't been deeply cultivated, all his strength would have left his body.

He looked at the darkened Li Po in his left hand, then raised his zhenqi and attacked the Li Po along the palm of his hand, preparing to tear the Yin Qi on the Li Po into pieces. However, when the true energy surged into his body, Zhang Yu immediately realized that something was wrong. Under the influence of Zhang Yu's true energy, his strength was directly weakened and suddenly became smaller.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu's heart couldn't help but tighten. He had realized that the Yin Qi was actually integrated with Li Po. If you forcefully try to dispel the trigger, I am afraid that there will only be one final result, and that is that your own strength will also be destroyed.

Although there are five souls in the human body, it is impossible to lose even one. Zhang Yu's right arm didn't feel cold or numb now, but he couldn't exert any strength at all, as if it wasn't his own.

"Asshole!" Zhang Yu secretly gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

Lipo couldn't be put back into his body in this state. Zhang Yu held Lipo while reaching into his arms and found a small gourd inside. Opening the mouth of the gourd, Zhang Yu directly put Li Po in, and then stuffed the gourd.

Zhang Yu's behavior puzzled some of the police officers present, but most of them still focused their attention on the deceased on the ground.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a patrolman in his thirties made a voice.

"What's wrong?" The middle-aged patrolman looked at the patrolman in his thirties.

The patrolman in his thirties said: "I seem to have seen this person's appearance before..."

"I've seen him!" The middle-aged patrolman immediately became energetic and asked: "Where have I seen him? Who is he?"

"I'm not completely sure. Before I was transferred, I was working as a patrol officer in Dehua County. At that time, the county patrol chief suddenly issued an order to search for Yin Zhenren, the abbot of Changqing Temple in Baishou Mountain. He also said that as long as he could be found, , there was a reward of 100,000 yuan. Later I heard that the abbot of Changqing Temple in Baishou Mountain suddenly disappeared. Changqing Temple asked the patrol chief room for help and offered a reward of 1 million yuan to find him. At that time, all patrols in Dehua County were dispatched , searched everywhere, and even issued a reward. However, they were never found... Because the search for the person was very sensational, I also participated, and I was very impressed by Yin Zhenren's appearance... That's why I felt that this person looked very similar. Mr. Yin..." said the thirty-year-old patrolman.

"It's the abbot of Dehua County Magistrate Qingguan... Contact Dehua County immediately to confirm the identity of the deceased!" The middle-aged patrol officer said directly: "Ask them to send over the photo of that Yin Zhenren right away!"

"Yes." The thirty-year-old patrol officer immediately agreed, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

Zhang Yu's mind was not on this. What he really cared about was his own strength and what method he should use to force out the negative energy in his strength.

Now after hearing this, my heart immediately moved, and I muttered to myself, "This man is a Taoist priest... Since he is a Taoist priest, how did he become a corpse cultivator... Abbot, that should be a Taoist temple under the Quanzhen Sect... Since To be called a real person, no matter how weak he is, he is still a qualified person... The man behind this is so brave, he dares to turn a Taoist abbot into a corpse cultivator, what exactly does he want to do..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's heart moved again, "No...it's absolutely impossible for the black hand behind this to turn a senior Taoist figure into a corpse cultivator for no reason...there must be some ulterior motive...revenge...or something." ...If there was no deep hatred...it probably wouldn't be..."

Zhang Yu was still clear about Taoist matters. Even if you are an evil cultivator, you must do things logically and orderly, and you cannot act randomly. After all, evil heretics have to be more careful than righteous people. With my identity that everyone can punish, if I do something out of line and offend the wrong people, I will most likely be hunted down endlessly.

"Taoist priest..." Zhang Yu then remembered another thing, that is, he had heard Liang Guangrong say before that Mei Yuzhu's daughter-in-law had committed adultery, and the adulterer was a Taoist priest.

Mei Yuzhu's daughter-in-law committed suicide, but the Taoist priest who had an affair was not caught.

It can be seen from this that the Taoist priest has some abilities, and he ran away because he felt aggrieved and did not dare to make mistakes. Otherwise, the Mei family is so powerful in Wangmei Village, and there are probably many thugs in the family, how could it be possible for people to escape so easily.

"The identity of this bronze corpse is a Taoist priest... Could it be that he was the Taoist priest who had an affair with Mei Yuzhu's wife back then... What is the connection between all this..." Zhang Yu muttered in his heart again.

At this moment, Zhang Yu faintly realized that he seemed to be one step closer to the answer.

The patrolman in his thirties had finished the call and hung up. Soon, he received a WeChat message, and when he opened it, there was a photo.

The person in the photo is a veteran in his fifties. After taking a look at it, the patrolman in his thirties immediately handed his cell phone to the middle-aged patrolman and said: "Boss, look...the two of them are very similar... "

The middle-aged patrolman took the cell phone, looked at the photos on it, and then looked down at the deceased on the ground.

After comparing them for a while, the middle-aged patrol officer said: "Except for their skin color, they look almost exactly the same."

"Boss, what should we do now? Should we go to Changqing Temple to confirm." said the thirty-year-old patrolman.

"Of course I have to go. Take the body with you and we will go to Dehua County now! Our people cannot die in vain!" the middle-aged patrolman said seriously.

"Yes Yes Yes!"…….

All the patrolmen agreed to carry out the body of the deceased.

As soon as Zhang Yu saw this, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged patrolman asked.

"This..." Zhang Yu had already reached the deceased. He squatted down, pulled out the Seven-Star Sword from the body's chest, and then said, "This... is mine..."

As soon as he said this, he obviously admitted that he was the one who killed the person. Of course, even the patrolman knew it was him. However, the situation at that time was that this monster killed two patrolmen in succession and continued to hurt others. Even if Zhang Yu killed the other person, it was considered legitimate defense.

But judging from the seven holes in the deceased's body, it was more or less suspected of being overly defensive. After all, no one knew that this was what the Seven Star Sword would look like after it was shot.