Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

He also felt that this mansion is not simple, if there is no one, why is it so clean here?

"A lot of people!"

Bai Ziyang said to himself, and at this moment, the voice of a woman crying could be faintly heard in the dark night, intermittent and mournful!

"Who is it, pretending to be a ghost and telling grandpa to come out.'!"

Mao Shiba yelled loudly, but Bai Ziyang glared back angrily.

"To shut up!"

The weeping voice flickered from left to right, erratic, sometimes it seemed very far away, and sometimes it seemed to be very close.

"Go in and have a look!" As he spoke, he continued to walk across the backyard to the back hall.

A huge mourning hall appeared in front of me, with white gauze fluttering on the hall, and the spiritual positions were placed in rows. The cold wind rushed into the mourning hall, blowing the gauze curtains.

At the same time, the woman outside the hall cried loudly, and a shadow of white gauze flew past the hall.It's really like the female ghost in white in the storybook.

Mao Shiba was vigilant around, but Bai Ziyang's eyes fell on the rows of spirit seats, and the word "Zhuangshi" jumped into his eyes.

"It really is!" Bai Ziyang said with a slight smile.

This is where the widow of the Zhuang family who was killed for the Ming history case lives.

da da da da da...

At this moment, footsteps sounded, shattering the tranquility of the night, only a voice exclaimed in surprise: "Little Grandpa, there is no one here, but there are lights in the backyard."

Then the voice raised, and said loudly: "Hello! Is the master there? Passing by here, here to take shelter from the rain, we are the ones who disturbed you!"

Suddenly, in the rainy night, there was another mournful cry.

"A ghost is crying! This is a haunted house!"

The little princess's face turned pale in fright, and everyone in Mu Palace's complexion changed slightly.

Bai Ziyang laughed and said: "Go and catch them, someone will hurt them, they are all female relatives!"

Mao Shiba nodded, knocking open the door, it took several ups and downs, he floated down on a roof like a flying bear, looked around, and saw a few 'female ghosts' in white clothes swinging around, crying a few times Voice.

After a while, there was the sound of fighting.

And the 'ghost' flashed behind Bai Ziyang, he felt a little funny.

Dressed in snow-white clothes, a fair-skinned delicate girl flitted into the garden lightly. This girl was about the same age as Mu Jianping, only thirteen or fourteen years old, with buns on her hair, she seemed to be a maid!

She suppressed her voice and let out a vague cry. She raised her head to scare people, but there was no one in the ancestral hall in front of her. She clearly remembered that she saw the black shadow on the window when she entered the house.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, there was an extra shadow under his feet.

The girl in white was taken aback, she swept her body away, and turned seven or eight meters away, turned her head and looked back, but it was empty, but the extra figure was always beside her shadow.

The girl in white turned her head abruptly, only to see a man with disheveled silver hair looking at the man she was laughing at.

"what!"

The girl in white let out a low cry, her face paled, and she staggered back in fright, nearly falling down.

"In this dark night, it seems that you are more afraid than me."

"Who are you?" The white-clothed girl bit her lip, stepped back a few steps, her face was full of guard.

As soon as the words fell, there were only a few squeaks, and suddenly a few white shadows sprang out from the closed rooms in the garden, with their toes pointing, they stretched out about three feet, and flew towards them lightly.

Mao Shiba landed right behind him, he scratched his head and said, "Mister, there are so many of them, I can't catch them for a while."

Bai Ziyang laughed and said, "If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why use the excuse that the opponent has too many people?"

Mao Shiba became embarrassed, and after thinking about it, Bai Ziyang seemed to have nothing to say that there are too many people and he is not a hero.

A few white shadows shot together, like butterflies wearing flowers, they launched an offensive in an instant.

"Back off!"

Mao Shiba dodged away, and the others did not attack him.

Bai Ziyang's body stood still, his white sleeves fluttering, and the moves of the cloud sleeves were like sand rolling into the sea, melting into it without a sound.

Not to mention hitting the person in front of you, they will bounce away just by getting closer. Although they are sleeve dancers, they are swordsmanship, and they are still the 'scary swordsmanship' that Bai Ziyang is most familiar with!

The women were startled, (Manuo Zhao) hurriedly backed away, even Bai Ziyang's steps were very familiar, no wonder Mao Shiba couldn't take them down.

"Who taught you the Soul Sword and Shadow Step?"

How did the Zhuang family's widow get involved with him?Could it be that kid Bai Zhuo?

"But, is it Master Bai? Everyone, kneel down!"

The person who spoke was the third young lady of the Zhuang family. She stared at Bai Ziyang for a moment, her eyes suddenly became agitated, her attitude changed instantly, and she knelt on the ground, as did the people beside her.

Bai Ziyang frowned and nodded, "Go to the main hall and explain it to me!"

After finishing speaking, he had already taken the lead to walk to the front yard, and several people stood up and left behind him.

Mao Shiba scratched his head in confusion, how could there be more disciples and grandchildren all of a sudden?

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