Ying Sixue recognized this King Fudo Ming at once, but Yang Xuming looked at him differently.

"Does this King Fudo Ming have anything to say? What is Tantric Buddhism? King Fudo King?"

The key word in Yang Xuming's mind related to Tantric Buddhism was the TV series "The Legend of Condor Heroes" he watched before.

Ying Sixue gave him a white look and said, "When you first met me, didn't you introduce yourself to say that your Ming is the Ming of Fudo Ming? Why don't you even know Fudo Ming and Tantric?"

"Do you know that King Ming will understand Tantric Buddhism?" Yang Xuming said frankly, "Many people call Amitabha every day, but I haven't seen them understand Buddhism."

Ying Sixue shook her head, "Well, you won...Fudo Ming Wang is the first seat of the Eight Great Ming Wangs in Tantric Buddhism. Whenever you encounter any difficulties, you can remove obstacles, and it doesn't mean to be shaken."

"Look at this image of King Ming is very hideous and scary...This is the characteristic of King Fudo Ming. It shows the image of anger, which makes the demons that invade all living beings afraid and stay away, so that all living beings on the path of cultivation will not shake the bodhichitta of good thoughts."

"In theory, Fudo King can surrender all demons and has boundless mana."

"In layman's terms, it is the Buddha's number one thug, the top double red stick."

"And the highest deity enshrined in Tantric Buddhism is King Fudo. That's why I speculated that the people in this village believe in Tantric Buddhism."

"It just so happens that Guizhou and Tibet are very close, and it's not new to have believers in Tantric Buddhism."

"Besides, when I was haunted by ghosts, I paid for a statue of King Fudo Ming to come home, so I got to know a little bit better."

Ying Sixue's understatement made Yang Xuming nod repeatedly.

"I remember now, your Immovable King Ming was invited for 300,000 yuan...this is worth the money!"

Ying Sixue was ashamed to death, "Are you laughing at me?"

Yang Xuming laughed, "No, at least you can explain the situation to me now and let me know more about this village. Isn't it worth it?"

"Maybe the information you disclose now is the key to our next break."

Yang Xuming moved away from the shrine and said, "By the way, you said just now that you saw me being swallowed by the shadows... It turns out that the state you were just now was not hypnotized? Self-conscious?"

Ying Sixue nodded, "Well, although I couldn't control my body at that time, I could clearly see everything outside."

"After the lid of this white coffin flew up and hit you, your shadow suddenly stood up and directly blindfolded your eyes."

"Then the dark shadow grew thicker and thicker and swallowed you directly. I watched, but I couldn't do anything. It wasn't until the ghost crawled out of the shrine that I regained control of my body."

Ying Sixue's remark made Yang Xuming stunned for a moment.

"My shadow? Stand up and blindfold me?"

It turned out that in the third perspective, was this what happened at that time?

"Then do you see clearly what the shadow looks like? Is it a rickety old man?" Yang Xuming asked.

Ying Sixue nodded, "Indeed, that shadow is very short and crouched. It doesn't look like your shadow at all, but like the shadow of a stooped old woman..."

Having said that, Ying Sixue subconsciously looked at the shadow of Yang Xuming.

Under the shadow of the pale ghost fire, Yang Xuming's shadow stretched silently on the ground, indeed it was a shadow with a buckling waist.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and Yang Xuming rubbed his eyebrows.

"Sure enough, this shadow is not at ease..."

Yang Xuming waved his hand to extinguish the ghost fire in his hand, and the hall fell into darkness again.

Ying Sixue exclaimed, "You...why are you turning off the lights? It suddenly turns black. It's scary, don't you know?"

Yang Xuming was helpless, "Use ghost fire to illuminate, you are very extravagant, Missy."

Tucao this rich lady, Yang Xuming took out the white funeral candle that had been extinguished before, and then lit it again.

The scarlet blood light illuminates the hall again.

Yang Xuming handed the candle to Ying Sixue and said, "If you are afraid of the dark, take it. This candle can illuminate you."

Ying Sixue was a little frightened, "This... how is this candle light red? And the old woman who hypnotized me also holds a similar candle. Does it have any deep meaning for you to hold this candle?"

Yang Xuming said, "It has no meaning, it's just a warning. The candlelight turns green, which means you have come in, and the candlelight turns red, which means monsters are infested and you are in danger. As for whether the candlelight will continue to change into other colors, I don’t know. NS."

Ying Sixue froze for a moment, "The candlelight turns red, am I in danger?"

She looked down at the blood-red candle in her hand, so scared that she almost didn't throw it away, "This... Does this mean that the monster is nearby?"

Ying Sixue looked horrified.

Yang Xuming looked at the small village outside the door and said, "Should...In this village, an invisible monster may have entered. The death of the chicken at the entrance of the village means it has come in."

"I just don't know where it is now or will it come to us."

After Yang Xuming finished speaking, Ying Sixue stood up again and again, hurriedly trying to close the door.

"Then let's close the door quickly and don't let that thing find us."

Yang Xuming shook his head and refused, "It's best not to. It's not certain whether the monster will come, but there must be two ghosts in this room."

"One of the Buddha statues in the shrine and one in my shadow. Once you close the door, they will definitely attack us as soon as possible, and it will be hard to even run at that time."

"As for the monster outside, if it really wants to come, you just yelled so loudly, then the thing must have already come."

"Of course, that thing can't be seen, maybe it's already here, maybe it's not necessarily if you are lying on your back and looking at us at this time."

Yang Xuming's understatement made Ying Sixue tremble.

She turned pale and looked at Yang Xuming, "Are you... are you serious?"

The girl's voice trembled a little.

Yang Xuming was helpless, "This is just a possible speculation... Or maybe that thing is lying on my back? Who can tell?"

"That thing is invisible at all, who knows where it is."

"I care more about one thing than that invisible monster."

Yang Xuming said, "You're so good, how did you come in? And it looks like being played badly...Where did the old woman come from? How did you get controlled by her?"

"Did something happen between you?"

Yang Xuming asked curiously.

This issue is also what he is most concerned about now.