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Coming closer, in front of a small red temple, a notice pressed to the ground came into Xiao Yang's view.

Also red, it was held down by a mud-stained stone.

He didn't rashly pick up the notice.

Lowering his head slightly, his gaze fell into the space of the small red temple, and a pale head appeared in his sight. Was this small red temple enshrining a human head?

The head looked like a young Daoist with his hair tied up, wearing a black cloth hat and a wooden hairpin. He seemed to possess a unique spiritual aura.

Although whether his real person truly matched this impression was hard to say.

Xiao Yang still remembered in the first level of the Corpse Tax, in that crude village, the one who forced the village to be empty and forced people into the stacked coffins of the Corpse Tax, this Corpse Tax was also collected by a Daoist.

Out of nowhere, a strange wind blew over, and the old locust tree in the center of the courtyard rustled in the wind. Suddenly, a corpse fell from the lush canopy of the old locust tree, hanging in front of Xiao Yang.

The body missing its head, the one enshrined in the small red temple, appeared.

The two were not far apart, one on the locust tree, one under the locust tree.

The falling corpse didn't bring further changes. After the strange wind that appeared out of nowhere ended, the square courtyard returned to calm.

Triggering new changes might require conditions, requiring doing something, such as taking down the corpse hanging on the tree, taking out the head of the small red temple and kicking it like a ball, or taking down the notice pressed by the stone on the ground.

All were possible, but this matter was not urgent. Before fighting the BOSS, he decided to explore the other places of this square courtyard first.

Because he decided to seek death, he would probably swing the Shovel of Freedom the moment he finished fighting the BOSS.

The possible situations at that time were hard to predict, so it was best to complete the exploration and search as much as possible before seeking death.

In the main house of the square courtyard, Xiao Yang found something useful.

A bill.

【On the seventh day of the third month, at Zi time, 261 pieces of meat were brought in. 30 pieces still had value and were sent to the low-level Yin Ground. 231 pieces had no value at all and were discarded.】

【On the first day of the fourth month, at Zi time, 341 pieces of meat were brought in.】

The bill was densely filled with such records. The reason why he was fighting like this just now appeared. This was a corpse dumping ground.

The search was not over yet. During the search, the detailed search, Xiao Yang quickly had an additional gain.

A seemingly ordinary vase placed in the house, filled with a pile of glossy black knuckles and two booklets.

【Zombie Bones

Quality: Excellent

Effect: Enhances the hardness of bones of undead creatures

Introduction: A breath stuck in the throat, up and down, the bones have been polished to a glossy state.】

Among the two booklets, one was the Taiyin Corpse Refining Method, and the other had no name, only randomly recording many words.

【March 7th, today a Black Zombie was born again in the mass grave.】

【The aptitude is too poor, barely stepping into the Immortal Dao, it is difficult to improve the cultivation base.】

【Fortunately, fortunately, I was arranged to this corpse dumping ground. Here, I can barely squeeze out a little oil to maintain my cultivation.】

【Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!

You are already a cultivator, you are no longer the same as before!】

【Hate, the aptitude is too poor, the cultivation base cannot be improved, hate, when can the hatred be avenged?】

【The senior brother who took over the meat this time is refining corpses behind his back...】

【I recognized it, that is my little sister.】

【I found a book of secret methods in this corpse village.】

The chaotic words ended here, leaving only those glossy black zombie bones and the Taiyin Corpse Refining Technique.

【Taiyin Corpse Refining

Quality: Epic

Type: Ritual

Effect: Transforms the body into a Taiyin Corpse Body

Opening the box, Xiao Yang found some rusty coffin nails and a somewhat indescribable blueprint inside.

【Rusty Coffin Nails

Quality: Excellent

Type: Material】

【Coffin

Quality: Excellent

Type: Building Blueprint

Effect: Build a coffin that makes undead creatures feel comfortable

Introduction: Sir, sir, do you need real estate? But I am already a dead person? Hey! Look at what you are saying, aren't we all dead people, so do you need real estate? A standard coffin, I will count you 100,000 Nether Coins, by the way, sir, do you want installments? …, let's do installments.】

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The square courtyard had two main doors and one small door.

One main door led to the corpse dumping ground where Xiao Yang came from, one main door was locked tightly, and finally, the last small door, it was open, and it led to a desolate and remote mountain path.

Xiao Yang's gaze fell on this desolate and remote mountain path.

“Should I go up?”

After a brief thought, Xiao Yang, who was bold because of his skill, gave a definite answer.

“Let’s go up and take a look!”

He took a step forward, his figure advancing along this desolate and remote path.

There were no special circumstances on this road.

If he had to say something, sometimes one or two zombies that had been gnawed beyond recognition would suddenly crawl up on both sides of the road.

They were not difficult to deal with, but Xiao Yang was a little curious about what had bitten these zombies into such a state.

The answer to this question soon came.

Turning a corner along the mountain path, suddenly, a dark cave appeared in front of Xiao Yang, and several thin black dogs wandered in front of the cave.

Xiao Yang's appearance made these black dogs nervous all of a sudden, barking fiercely.

Of course, he wouldn't indulge these black dogs. The corroded giant axe was pulled out.

Here, these black dogs had no way out. It was time to tell these beasts what real cruelty was.

Just as he was about to swing the corroded giant axe in his hand to knock on the heads of these black dogs, a voice, weak and with a hint of surprise, suddenly rang out in the field.

“Has someone come here?”

“Save me! Save me!”

When the words rang out, these thin black dogs were still barking frantically. The sharp barks interrupted the words of the guy in the cave, making the guy in the cave angry all of a sudden.

“Stop barking!”

A roar rang out, and suddenly, these thin black dogs stopped barking, whimpering with their tails between their legs.

This situation made people think about the relationship between the unknown figure in the cave and these thin black dogs.

Xiao Yang, who had stopped waving the corroded giant axe in his hand to knock on the heads of these black dogs in front of him, was encountering the first communicable object in this large dungeon of Corpse Tax.

“Who are you?”

His gaze fell on the dark cave, and he asked.