There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 105: First Encounter with the New Dungeon
Pushing open a simple wooden door, what comes into view is a dilapidated courtyard.

The ground was muddy and it looked like it had just rained. The sky was dark and gloomy.

After returning from the Zhutian Trading Area, a new dungeon was unlocked. The dungeon door named this dungeon Corpse Tax.

To be honest, Xiao Yang didn't understand what this name meant, and what appeared in front of Xiao Yang at this moment was clearly a complete world.

"Is this also a dungeon?"

Standing in this courtyard, looking at the gloomy sky, Xiao Yang said doubtfully.

The concept of a dungeon, regardless of other things, should at least be underground, right?

After a brief moment of doubt, I stopped dwelling too much on the concepts. It was mainly because it was useless to dwell on them. What was more important now was to understand the situation here and the enemies I was about to face.

Xiao Yang tightly grasped the Dragon Hunter Shield in his hand. The first thing he wanted to explore was this courtyard which served as the starting point.

In this dilapidated yard, Xiao Yang looked around and saw the farm tools lying on the ground and buried by weeds, the empty chicken coop, and the half-open door.

It can be seen that this courtyard has not been taken care of for a long time. There is no more useful information. Xiao Yang had to turn his gaze to the equally dilapidated house on the side.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the things in the house appeared in front of him. Everything was complete, but no one had taken care of it for a long time. Opening the rice jar in the corner of the room, Xiao Yang found half a jar of blackened rice.

All these situations indicate that something is wrong here, something is very wrong.

The search of this house was not in vain. Xiao Yang found a wooden plaque with words engraved on it.

[Tax: Huang Daniu, paid; Huang Long, paid; Liu Cuihua, paid; Huang Erniu, not paid]

The content is confusing, and the information available is too little. However, it is not a big problem. Xiao Yang believes that he can figure out what is going on here and what exactly happened.

Pushing open the door of this dilapidated house, drizzles fell and hit Xiao Yang's helmet. It finally rained in this gloomy weather.

Leaving this muddy courtyard, a village appeared in front of Xiao Yang.

The feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger. This village was too quiet. There were yellow mud houses piled up in a disorderly manner, round bluestones laid on the muddy ground, and the rustling sound of raindrops falling. Apart from these, there was nothing else.

There was no roar of monsters, no sound of human activity, no sound of animals, not even the sound of birds.

It's so quiet that it's disconcerting.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yang put a meditation talisman on himself. In the cool feeling, the depressed feeling dissipated a lot. Xiao Yang found a notice board, a notice board in the center of the village.

【Don’t go out after dark! 】

It was still very quiet. Xiao Yang was not very afraid of the monsters in the open, but this strange silence was really a headache. The presence of monsters was actually less scary than no monsters at all.

In this situation, Xiao Yang really wanted to say hello to the unreliable dungeon door.

"You said this is a small dungeon? Why doesn't it look like one to me?"

Or is it because my strength is too weak? If I were a little stronger, even stronger, strong enough to pull out those hiding things and beat them to death, I would not have to endure this humiliation. The sky was gradually getting dark, and the sense of danger in the village was getting stronger and stronger.

Xiao Yang groaned at this mysterious posture and simply stopped wandering around in this quiet village. He stopped in the center of the village, took out the rusty giant axe, put the dragon slayer shield back on his back, and stood in the center of the village with his horse and sword.

"Let me see what kind of people you are! Let me see if you can do anything to me!"

Following this tough statement, Xiao Yang stopped moving.

Time passed like this, and with the complete arrival of darkness, the things Xiao Yang had been waiting for finally arrived.

The crisp sound of shaking bells rang out, accompanied by the ethereal singing.

"You are human when you are alive, and you pay taxes when you die. The seven souls cannot escape, and the three spirits have magical uses. Have you paid your taxes?"

Amidst the intermittent sounds, a figure wearing a Taoist robe and holding a white banner slowly walked out of the darkness. He was not a normal guy. A pair of eyes grew out of his flesh and blood, almost filling up his face.

A sinister voice sounded, and the eyes, big and small, on this strange guy's face fell on Xiao Yang.

“Have you paid your taxes?”

As he repeated this sentence, Xiao Yang felt a sense of pressure out of nowhere, as if something was pressing on him.

But it was not a big problem, Xiao Yang even laughed out loud.

The guy opposite was stunned by Xiao Yang's laughter. Obviously, he didn't understand how Xiao Yang could laugh so loudly.

This is a guy with high intelligence.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at!"

He questioned Xiao Yang in a roar of anger.

Xiao Yang recovered a little from his laughter at this time, his eyes fell on this weird guy, and he spoke softly.

"I'm just laughing at the fact that something like you is actually paired with such an arrangement!"

Without any more nonsense, Xiao Yang picked up the rusty giant axe in his hand and started running wildly. Clicking, clicking sounds were heard, which was the sound of the dragon hunter's armor colliding with each other while running wildly.

The multi-eyed monster in front of him waved the white flag in his hand. In an instant, some strange transparent ghosts appeared beside Xiao Yang, but Xiao Yang didn't care about these things.

Ever since Xiao Yang gained this particularly strange spiritual attribute after being stared at by the evil god, he has suffered a lot of disadvantages, but at the same time, there are also some benefits. The most obvious point is that before his spirit drops to zero, he is not susceptible to any soul attacks.

Whether it was the screams of souls, the approach of ghosts, or anything else, these things could not cause any harm to him until his spirit dropped to zero.

Of course, even if Xiao Yang's spirit dropped to zero, Xiao Yang was not afraid of the attacks of these things, because at that time, what was more deadly was far not these ghosts or spirits, but the evil god himself who was about to emerge from the deep dimension.

It can be understood in this way that as a lunch bun marked by the evil god, Xiao Yang's soul will never be touched by other soul plunderers. This is not good news, but it is true that this situation allows Xiao Yang to slap the head of this ghost in front of him.

Use the rusty axe to hit!
(End of this chapter)