Sun Liansheng walked aside and asked a young detective.
The policeman shook his head and said helplessly.
"Sir, there are seven corpses here. The death conditions are the same as the case three days ago. There are no obvious wounds on the whole body. The faces of the deceased are ferocious, and no trace evidence of the murderer was found at the scene."
Sun Liansheng nodded after hearing this, and then remained silent.
After a while, Sun Liansheng continued.
"Then what do they say over there?"
Sun Liansheng glanced at the group of Taoist monks who were wondering what they were doing.
When Hu Feng heard this, he immediately leaned a little closer, and then whispered softly.
"Back to your lord, those Taoist priests and monks said that these are all evil spirits, but they didn't find anything!"
Sun Liansheng nodded again, then turned to look at Yang Luo.
"What do you think, Yang Luo?"
Of course I stood and watched.
Ahem!
Yang Luo felt an evil aura from the moment he entered the room, but it was very slight. He took out the exquisite jade pendant from his arms and saw that it was transparent and colorless, with no change.
"This case was indeed the work of an evil spirit, but at this time, the evil spirit has already left this place!"
Yang Luo looked at Sun Liansheng and said calmly.
Hu Feng, who was standing next to him, saw that the Chief Inspector was actually asking the young man beside him. At first, he thought Yang Luo was some unfathomable master, but after hearing Yang Luo's words, his eyes suddenly turned contemptuous.
He was regarded as a magic stick like those Taoists and monks.
There was no change in Sun Liansheng's eyes, but he continued.
"Then what can you do?"
Yang Luo frowned and thought for a while before saying.
"The evil spirit is no longer here, and there is nothing I can do about it now!"
When Hu Feng heard what Yang Luo said, the look of contempt in his eyes became more and more serious. Sun Liansheng just nodded and did not speak.
Seeing that nothing happened here, Yang Luo finally couldn't help his curiosity and walked over to the Taoist monks.
"Dear Taoist priests and eminent monks, please be polite to me, Yang Luo!"
Yang Luo bowed his hands in ceremony.
When those people saw Yang Luo coming up to say hello, they couldn't help but be stunned, but they still bowed stiffly and replied.
"The donor is welcome!"
Yang Luo suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff. These people seemed to be less enthusiastic about him!
Yang Luo couldn't help but narrow his eyes...
People here seem to look down on themselves!
Looks like it’s time to fight dad…oh no…fight the master’s sect!
"Ahem, my master often tells me that I should abide by etiquette when going out, be kind to others, and learn more from my seniors. I am really lucky to meet several seniors today!"
Yang Luo inadvertently revealed the information that he had a master. Although he had never met his cheap master, and what he just said was all made up, no one exposed him anyway.
Sure enough, when those people heard this, a look of curiosity suddenly appeared on their faces. One of them, a Taoist priest with white hair and beard, looked at Yang Luo for a few times, and then asked curiously.
"This little brother, I wonder what sect you are from? Who do you study under?"
Oops!
Yang Luo really didn't know which sect he was from, and his cheap senior brother didn't tell him either! But it must have been the same for him to give his master's name, so Yang Luo replied.
"I am the disciple of Taoist Master Yuanxu!"
Expressions of shock, fright, and disbelief suddenly appeared on the faces of those people...
Yang Luo also closed his eyes slightly, with an expression of enjoyment and everyone was worshiping him.
But when he glanced at it, he was suddenly stunned, because the faces of those people did not appear as he thought, but instead they all looked at Yang Luo with strange expressions.
Um?
Isn't my master's name reputable enough? That's not right. That cheap senior brother said that his master's strength is comparable to anyone in the world!
"Uh, hehehe, I wonder why the seniors are looking at me so weirdly?"
Yang Luo laughed twice, then asked awkwardly.
The Taoist Priest, who had white beard and hair, was still looking up and down at Yang Luo. Then, he slowly extended his thumb to Yang Luo and said with an interesting expression on his face.
"Little brother, are you so brave? You dare to pretend to be the disciple of Grand Master Yuanxu?"
Counterfeit? Yang Luo was stunned. Although he was not accepted as a disciple by Yuan Xu himself, he was accepted as a disciple by Shen Yuhua's acting teacher. He couldn't be considered fake in any way.
"Why do these seniors say this? I really learned from Taoist Master Yuanxu!"
Yang Luo explained with an innocent look.
Hahahahahaha...
These people suddenly burst out laughing. After a while, the Taoist priest stopped laughing, then looked at Yang Luo and said.
"Little brother, Taoist Priest Yuanxu has a single lineage. His current disciple is named Shen Yuhua. I don't know when he changed his name to Yang Luo. Little brother, you are not good at business! Hahahaha!"
Speaking of this, the Taoist priest couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
Forehead!
Yang Luo himself really didn’t know about this cheap master, but he didn’t even mention it to Shen Yuhua!
"Ahem! Well, my master saw that I was extremely talented, so he made an exception and accepted me as his disciple. Not only that, he also taught me two secret techniques of his master's sect, and then he left again!"
"Oh? What kind of talent allows Grandmaster Yuanxu to make an exception and accept a disciple?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Yang Luo with great interest and said teasingly.
The people on the other side always looked like you are a liar, which made Yang Luo quite unhappy, so he simply stopped hiding it, raised his eyebrows, and said.
"I wonder if a grandmaster under the age of twenty is considered highly talented?"
Um?
Like a spotlight, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Yang Luo...
"Grandmaster? This young man is really good at blowing..."
"My master didn't break through to Grandmaster until he was over 40 years old. This guy looks like he's less than 20 years old. It's so scary!"
"Fool, if he says yes, you just believe it!"
Everyone was chattering among themselves, with an expression of disbelief still in their eyes.
"Little brother, can you help me?"
Suddenly, the old Taoist priest spoke. His face was quite solemn, and then he slowly extended his right hand to Yang Luo.
Originally, the old Taoist thought Yang Luo was a liar at first and didn't pay much attention to his strength. However, when Yang Luo suddenly said that he was a master, the old Taoist took a closer look and realized that there really seemed to be a trace of a master in this young man.
Temperament, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but become cautious.
Yang Luo said nothing, then stretched out his right hand and took the old Taoist priest's left hand.
The laughter of the people around them suddenly stopped in an instant, and then they looked at the two of them blankly. No matter how stupid they were, they realized that things were not simple.
Sun Liansheng, who was not far away, also turned to look at the two of them expressionlessly. Although South Korea's official letter said that Yang Luo had the strength of a grandmaster, he was not at all concerned about it and did not even think about testing it.
And what the old Taoist priest who was also a master finally aroused Sun Liansheng's curiosity.