"Find out the identity of this person..." The middle-aged policeman frowned. There was nothing on the deceased. Just by his appearance, how could the identity of the deceased be easily found?

Zhang Yu's mind was not on the deceased, because he knew that the deceased was simply a corpse cultivator. According to his strength, it was generally considered a copper corpse, so he was killed by the Seven Star Sword in an instant. If it was a silver corpse or a golden corpse, he would probably not be able to escape easily.

The person who instructed the corpse cultivator to ambush here was clearly the black hand of the whole incident. The other party had long expected that Zhang Yu would be unable to stay idle, so he ran here to check the cause of the deceased's death, indoctrinated the yin energy in the corpse in advance, and launched a sudden attack. It can be said that if anyone had done this kind of conspiracy, he would basically not be able to escape. Especially for this method, this was the first time Zhang Yu had seen this. If he had not had a deep cultivation level, his body's strength would probably have to be separated from his body.

He looked at the darkened Li Po in his left hand, then lifted his true energy, attacked Li Po along his palm, and prepared to tear the Yin Qi on Li Po. However, when the true energy surged into Li Po, Zhang Yu immediately discovered something was wrong. Li Po was directly weakened under the influence of Zhang Yu's true energy, and suddenly became smaller.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu's heart couldn't help but feel tight. He had realized that the yin energy was actually integrated with the power and soul. If he forced himself to disperse it, there would be only one final result, and that his power and soul would be destroyed.

Although there are five powers in the human body, it is not enough to lose one. Zhang Yu's right arm does not feel cold or numb now, but he does not have any strength at all, as if he is not his own.

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

Lipo cannot be put back in his body now. While holding Lipo, Zhang Yu reached into his arms and found a small gourd from it. Open the gourd mouth, Zhang Yu put Lipo in directly and stuffed the gourd.

Zhang Yu's actions puzzled some of the police present, but most of the police's eyes still fell on the dead man on the ground.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a policeman in his thirties made a sound.

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

The policeman in his thirties said, "I seem to have seen this person..."

"See!" The middle-aged policeman immediately felt energetic and asked, "Where did you see him? Who is he?"

"I can't be completely sure. Before I was transferred, wasn't I a policeman in Dehua County? At that time, the county bureau suddenly ordered to find Yin Zhenren, the abbot of Changqing Temple in Baishoushan. And it also said that as long as I could find it, there would be a bonus of 100,000 yuan. Later, I heard that the abbot of Changqing Temple in Baishoushan suddenly disappeared. Changqing Temple asked the police for help and offered a reward of one million to find people. At that time, the police in the entire Dehua County were all dispatched, searching everywhere, and issued a reward order. However, I never found it... Because the search for people 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 much like Yin Zhenren..." said the police in his thirties.

"It is the abbot of Qingguan, the governor of Dehua County... Immediately contact Dehua County to determine the identity of the deceased!" The middle-aged policeman said directly: "Let them send a photo of that Yin Zhenren immediately!"

"Yes." The policeman in his thirties agreed immediately, then took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number.

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

Now that he heard this, his heart immediately moved and muttered to himself, "This man is a Taoist priest... Since he is a Taoist priest, how did he become a corpse cultivator... The abbot should be the Taoist temple under the Quanzhen Sect... Since he is called a real person, even if he is not strong enough, he is still a qualified person... The black hand behind this is so brave that he dared to turn a Taoist abbot into a corpse cultivator. What do you want to do..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's heart moved again, "No... The mastermind behind this will definitely not be able to turn a senior figure in the Taoist sect into a corpse cultivator for no reason... There must be other feelings... Revenge... or something... If there is no deep hatred... I guess it wouldn't be..."

Zhang Yu was still clear about Taoist affairs. Even evil practitioners must have logic and rules to do things, and it is impossible to act randomly. After all, evil demons and heretics must be more careful than those of the righteous. If they do something extraordinary and provoke people they should not be provoked, they may be chased endlessly.

"Taoist priest..." Zhang Yu immediately remembered another thing, that was, he heard Liang Guangrong say before that Mei Yuzhu's wife had committed adultery with someone, and the adulterer was a Taoist priest.

Mei Yuzhu's wife committed suicide, but the Taoist priest who had an affair was not caught.

From this we can see that Taoist priests have some skills, because they are conscious of reason and dare not act rashly, so they run away. Otherwise, the Mei family was so powerful in Wangmei Village, and there were probably many thugs at home, so how could people escape easily?

"The identity of this bronze corpse is a Taoist priest... Could it be 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 vaguely realized that he seemed to be one step closer to the answer.

The policeman in his thirties had finished the call and hung up the phone. Soon, he received a WeChat message, and after he opened it, it was a photo.

The person in the photo is an old man in his fifties. After a look at the policeman in his thirties, he immediately handed the phone to the middle-aged policeman and said, "Boss, look... the two people look very similar..."

The middle-aged policeman took the cell phone, looked at the photo above, and looked down at the dead on the ground.

After comparing for a while, the middle-aged policeman said: "Apart from the skin color, he looks almost exactly the same."

"Boss, what should we do now? Should we go to Changqingguan to confirm?" said the policeman in his thirties.

"Of course I have to go. Take the body with me and let's go to Dehua County now! Our people cannot die in vain!" said the middle-aged policeman seriously.

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"...

The police agreed that the body of the deceased would be carried out.

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

"Is there anything wrong?" asked the middle-aged policeman.

"This..." Zhang Yu had already come to the deceased. He squatted down, pulled out the Seven Star Knife from his chest, and then said, "This... is mine..."

As soon as he said this, he obviously admitted that he killed the person. Of course, whether he said it or not, the police knew that he did it. However, in the situation at that time, I killed two policemen in succession and continued to hurt people. Even if Zhang Yu killed the other party, it was still self-defense.

However, according to the seven holes on the deceased, there is more or less a suspicion of excessive defense. After all, no one knows that this is what it was after the Seven Star Knife took action.
Chapter completed!