The cold wind was biting, and because of the frequent strange events in the melting town, the sun had just set, and there were few people on the streets.

The shop is not closed by the door, only the pear orchard reveals a little light.

The entertainer who was packing up his belongings on the side of the road heard the sound of music coming from the pear orchard, and his face suddenly became fascinated, and he couldn't help but hum a few words along with it.

They have been eating and sleeping for decades, and if they can sit on the stage and sing a song in the pear garden, it will be in vain for the artists.

It was getting late, and the entertainer didn't dare to stay for a long time and walked towards the nearest inn.

Only one plainly dressed child was still playing with the rattle at the gate of the pear orchard, and his relatives did not call him home.

He seems to understand whether he understands the singing sound, which is slightly different from the usual "Yiren drunk", and the lyrics and songs are more fascinating.

"The clouds are low, the mountains and rivers are dark, and the sparse forests are cold and withered."

"The past is haunting and difficult to dispel, and the deserted village sells wine to relieve sorrow."

"Looking at my hometown, I have a long way to go, my wife is broken and my book is broken, and the mountain is blocked......"

The child couldn't help but put away the rattle, and for a while he lost his mind because of a song, and the passers-by around him also listened to the singing of the pear orchard.

After a while, when the song was finished, the people began to talk.

The mouth is full of curiosity about the singing song, and they guess to each other which corner of the pear orchard is on stage, so that they can sing the loneliness of leaving their hometown into three points.

"Go away, go away."

Some people pushed and shoved the crowd, and the people noticed that the streets had been blocked, and the vendors along the road had already withdrawn as soon as they saw that the situation was not good.

Ma Weigong looked around, and then signaled to catch the people quickly.

"All those who have heard the song will take them to the meditation pavilion of the yamen, and the head of the An Zhutou will send monks to take care of them."

The crowd was in an uproar and wanted to ask the reason, but they were arrested and tied up without saying a word.

Without waiting for them to resist, they quickly stunned the crowd with drugs, then closed their facial features, put them on a board cart and sent them to the yamen.

Ma Weigong took a deep breath, and his eyebrows showed a little tiredness.

He just wanted to walk into the pear orchard, and there was a familiar figure beside him, it was Li Mo who came uninvited, and the rest of the people looked away when they saw this.

Li Mo relied on the scene to collect clues, and had already earned two hundred contribution points in the yamen, and there were two more iron plaques engraved with "hundred" in the storage bag.

He walked towards the pear orchard, "Hurry up and catch the horses, how many strange beasts are there?" ”

"Five ......"

Ma Weigong shook his head helplessly, every time a treacherous beast appeared, Li Mo would inevitably follow, three points faster than the yamen, as if there were eyeliners everywhere in the city.

He didn't know that there were indeed transparent poisonous bees in the corners of the pear orchard.

Li Mo's expression was solemn, since the prelude to the beast disaster began, the inner door monsters have appeared one after another, and the shops still have a flat reaction to this.

Only the yamen has been busy.

They need to find out the law of the inner door beast as soon as possible, and start issuing corresponding bans to prevent the situation from worsening.

Li Mo's footsteps quickened, and a sharp murmur suddenly sounded in his ears.

Haze spiritual power poured into his eyes, and he noticed that the pear orchard was filled with strange spiritual power, taking on a half-virtual and half-real nature, and it seemed to affect one of the five senses of hearing.

"Voiced Spiritual Power ......"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, voiced aura is usually born in a specific environment, accompanied by noise enough to penetrate the eardrum.

Voiced aura is colorless and tasteless, like an invisible sound, and is said to penetrate deep into the brain through the ears and control the consciousness of others.

Li Mo flipped through the classics, but he didn't expect that there would be an inner door monster.

He pushed open the door of the theater building, and was greeted by dozens of corpses, dripping blood forming a thick blood scale on the ground.

The corpse's feet were pierced by iron hooks and hung upside down from the ceiling, its chest and abdomen were open, and its bare skin was charred and black, like a roast suckling pig fired in a restaurant.

Except for the hearts of the beasts, the rest of the organs were not significantly damaged.

Li Mo was still on the stage and found a few hoof prints inlaid on the floor, not like a beast, but similar to those left by domestic animals and pigs.

"Ma Weigong, who let you in?"

An Gang gloomily leaned over and entered the theater, and glanced at Li Mo.

He was not surprised at Li Mo, most of the monks treated the beast disaster with safety, but Li Mo seemed to be extremely active.

An Gang carefully observed the traces left by the Inner Gate Beast, and quickly came to a conclusion.

【Guinea pig】

As early as two hundred years ago, the beast disaster was revealed, the image is the head of a pig, anyone who heard its cry will be entangled by it, and the casualties at that time are incalculable.

But since you know the reality of the guinea pig beast, it will naturally be easier to do.

"Order, block the theater in Rongzhen, and find all the mortals on the streets of Liyuan today within two hours."

After An Gang finished speaking, he looked at each other for a few breaths, and then turned around and left the pear orchard.

They have mastered eye-type spells, and they can detect whether mortals are contaminated with voiced aura, but they have to search one house after another.

Li Mo was very interested in the few inner door beasts that had appeared so far.

The second position of the right shoulder of the painted Tsing Yi needs to be drawn with the blood of the beast, and it is estimated that the inner door beast that appears in the beast disaster is likely to exceed two digits, and there is always a type of beast that suits you.

The spirit card on Li Mo's waist was scorching.

Tian Changwen suddenly gave an order, but he asked the beast cultivator to return to the store and stand by.

He said goodbye to Ann and turned to leave.

The misfortune of the pear orchard is inconspicuous in the molten town, but it is still noticed by the people, and the town is becoming more and more deserted.

Tian Changwen still has a subtle attitude, and he always treats the inner door beasts as a blockade.

As time passed, the effects of the beast disaster began to ferment, and the number of inner gate beasts had exceeded ten, and they were out of control.

Outside the city, hordes of all kinds of beasts gathered, staring at the city wall with strange eyes that resembled humans, and the people couldn't help but be terrified.

Officers and soldiers set up camp at the bottom of the mountain to prevent the herd from attacking the town.

While the city became more and more deserted, every street had notices posted by the yamen.

[You are not allowed to go out when you are ugly, and there are no headless horses in Rongzhen]

[There is an execution at the mouth of the vegetable market at the head of the month, and the butcher is a man and bear in human skin. 】

[There is no rabbit head lantern hanging on the Laurel Bridge, do not stare at it.] 】

[The theater has been locked down and is no longer open, do not look for the source when you hear the sound of opera. 】

[There is no slaughterhouse in Molten Town.] 】

………

An inner door beast roamed in the melting town, even Li Mo had a little numb scalp, and honestly stayed at the pawn shop and waited.

Shortly after the Spring Festival, Rongzhen seemed to have suffered a catastrophe of slaughtering the city.

It can only be described as empty, there is not even a ghost in the streets and alleys, and mortals have taken refuge in their cellars.

Catch fast and no longer patrol the streets.

Shi Ji led by puppet cultivation and Tian Changwen led by beast cultivation did not seem to be-for-tat at all, but had an incomparable tacit understanding.

Li Mo was ready to run away, and if he imprinted the remaining three blank pages with human skin, the interest should be enough to deceive Monk Jiedan.

But he never expected it.

On the day when the thirteen inner gate beasts gathered, the so-called battle for Dao unification unexpectedly unfolded in a surprising way.