Being led by his second senior brother Fu Ming, Yang Yu followed Fu Ming without saying a word while constantly observing the surroundings while moving forward on the complicated road.
He tried his best to memorize the surrounding road conditions in his mind, so that even if something unexpected happened, he could rely on his familiarity with this place to avoid the crisis.
But even so, Yang Gu couldn't help but feel emotional when passing every desolate building.
This place is like a ghost town without any life, no wonder there is not a single normal person here.
Normal people would probably become depressed if they stayed here.
Fuming coughed violently again and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth while walking. This seemed to be harmless to him, and he was like a normal person.
After walking for a while, he finally stopped and pointed to a relatively intact courtyard in front of the two of them.
"This place can be used as a dojo for junior brother. If junior brother is not satisfied, we can continue to have a look."
Yang Gu also stopped and glanced at the building in front of him.
This is a courtyard that looks relatively complete. There is nothing dilapidated. The environment inside is also relatively clean. It has obviously been cleaned up on purpose.
However, the quality of the environment is not important. Yang Yu values privacy and security more.
This position is almost at the center of the entire Minghe Sect, which is not very to his liking.
Generally in a location like this, if something happens, you won't even have time to run away, so what's the use of having a nice environment.
He shook his head and showed an apologetic smile to Fu Ming.
"Second Senior Brother, I prefer to be alone, so can you help me find a more remote place."
Fu Ming glanced at him, covered his mouth and tried to cough but failed, then nodded.
Until the two of them finally came to a location close to the edge of Corpse Spit Valley, Fu Ming specially found a similarly intact residence for Yang Yu.
"This is it, thank you senior brother!"
Yang Yu immediately expressed his satisfaction. There is a straight road leading directly to the outskirts of Corpse Spit Valley, and you can see the end at a glance.
Good place!
Yang Yu determined his dojo in Minghe Gate, and Fu Ming quickly summoned several corpse slaves.
Several corpse slaves were all dressed in clean and tidy clothes, each of which was different. It seemed that someone had dressed them specially for their clothes.
But the corpse slave's movements looked very stiff and obscure, his skin was pale and bloodless, and his eyes had turned gray-white without pupils.
It was precisely because of this that Yang Yu could tell at a glance that these were corpses that had been dead for a long time, but they still maintained intact skin and flesh, which really shocked him.
"The corpse slaves in the sect are all the work of your eighth senior brother. He likes to study corpses the most. Most of these are intact corpses that were left behind by chance in the Corpse Valley. Junior brother can just treat them as ordinary puppets.
Let these corpse slaves be left to my junior brother for daily living. If you have anything to do, just ask them to do it."
Fu Ming explained to him.
A forced smile appeared on Yang Yu's face, but she still accepted the kindness of the second senior brother, but she couldn't help but feel curious about the so-called eighth senior brother.
He is another abnormal guy. From the looks of it, he seems to be a "figure" enthusiast who likes to dress up corpse slaves. What kind of strange hobby is this...
After entering here, he felt more and more out of place, like a simple little white sheep.
What should I do? Should I blend in with them and become as perverted as them?
Although the corpse slave's movements seemed very uncoordinated, he still worked very quickly. It only took a short while to clean up the dojo set by Yang Yu, both inside and outside.
"Junior brother can move around freely in Corpse Spit Valley, but there are two places where you must not enter at will."
Let the idle corpse slave find some daily necessities, and Fu Ming took Yang Gu into the residence and said to him.
"Senior brother, please speak."
Yang Yu listened very carefully. He must pay attention to what Fu Ming said now, for fear that he might accidentally violate some taboos.
"The first is Master's dojo. You must not approach it at will without Master's permission or Master's initiative to summon you.
The second is an ancestral hall in the southeast of the valley, where all the master’s former classmates and old friends are enshrined, and they are also not allowed to be approached at will."
Fu Ming's tone has always been calm, except when he said this matter, he was a little solemn.
You can't get close to the first place, and Yang Gu can understand.
The second place is just an ancestral hall, why can’t we get close to it?
Yang Gu was very confused.
Fu Ming seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, so he explained:
"These are the rules set by Master, you must not violate them!"
Got it! In short, you can't enter if Master doesn't let you in. Yang Yu understands and won't ask any more questions.
"In addition, there are many small sects and secular forces under my command, and people from these forces often come to ask us to do something for them.
For example, help them get rid of the demons that appear in the territory, or resolve disputes between sects.
In Minghemen, in addition to our daily practice, these chores are also things we need to complete."
"Junior brother, although you have just entered the profession, your cultivation level may not be high, but this cannot be excluded. You may be sent to do things by your master after the apprenticeship banquet, so you must be careful then.
If you encounter monks from other strange forces, you must avoid them and come back as soon as possible."
Finally hearing a humane word from these abnormal guys, Yang Yu suddenly felt warm in her heart, and couldn't help but improve her impression of her second senior brother Fu Ming.
Although this second senior brother doesn't look normal, he seems to be a pretty good person.
"Thank you for reminding me, senior brother. Is it because those monks are not good people?"
Fu Ming shook his head.
"No, it's because I, Minghemen, have offended many forces. As long as I am out and about, I will be hunted down by those guys."
"..."
Good guy!
Dare to love, everyone shouts to beat me up, right?!
What kind of evil things did Ming He Sect do, and what kind of sect is this?
Yang Yu suddenly felt that this sect was no longer just abnormal, and the sense of crisis in his heart had been rising almost all the way from here, never falling.
"Junior brother, please rest for now. If I have anything else to do, I'll leave first. If anything happens, I can ask the corpse slave to come look for me."
Later, he explained some trivial matters to Yang Yu, and Fu Ming began to cough one after another. Black blood was spraying out from his mouth and nose uncontrollably, and it seemed that he might fall to the ground at any time.
Seeing his appearance, Yang Yu naturally couldn't do anything to persuade him to stay, so he sent his second senior brother away.
Seeing that the entire Corpse Spit Valley was surrounded by a blood mist, it was almost impossible to see anything outside, and even the sunlight could not penetrate.
Depressed, desolate, dilapidated, cold...
Yang Yu couldn't help but shuddered and quickly returned to his residence.
Soon, several corpse slaves found a complete range of daily necessities, which were provided by some mortal forces under the Minghe Sect, and they began to decorate the residence for Yang Gu.
After a while, the decoration was arranged according to Yang Yu's preference, and Yang Yu drove all the corpse slaves outside to guard the door.
After all, seeing a few mindless corpses dangling in front of him always made him feel a little creepy. He felt that the room was unclean, so it was better not to see them.
After all the corpse slaves went out obediently, Yang Yu stayed in the room by herself, planning to take stock of what she had gained from the food sharing conference.
Strength, strength, he must improve his strength as soon as possible now.
If it is true, as the second senior brother said, that he will be sent out to handle the affairs of the Minghe Sect after the apprenticeship banquet, then his current strength really cannot make him feel at ease.