There's a skull dungeon attached to my basement

Pushing open a simple wooden door, a dilapidated courtyard came into view.

The ground was muddy, as if it had just rained, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

After returning from the Myriad Realms Exchange, a new dungeon was unlocked. The Dungeon Gate named this dungeon 'Corpse Tax'.

To be honest, Xiao Yang didn't understand what this name meant, and what appeared before him 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 in confusion.

The concept of a dungeon, at the very least, should be underground, right?

After a brief moment of confusion, he stopped dwelling on the concept. The main thing was that dwelling on it was useless. What was more important now was to figure out the situation here and the enemies he would face.

Xiao Yang tightly gripped the Dragon Slayer Shield in his hand. The first thing to explore was this courtyard, which served as the starting point.

In this dilapidated courtyard, Xiao Yang looked around. There were farming tools buried by weeds, an empty chicken coop, and a half-collapsed gate.

It was obvious that this courtyard hadn't been taken care of for a long time. There was no more useful information, so Xiao Yang had to turn his attention to the equally dilapidated house on the side.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the contents of the house appeared before him. Everything was complete, but it hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Opening the rice jar in the corner of the house, Xiao Yang found half a jar of blackened rice.

All of these situations told of the strangeness here, a great deal of strangeness.

The search of this house was not without gain. Xiao Yang found a wooden sign with words carved on it.

【Tax: Huang Da Niu, Paid, Huang Long, Paid, Liu Cui Hua, Paid, Huang Er Niu, Not Paid】

The content was confusing. The information he had was still too little, but it wasn't a big problem. Xiao Yang believed that he could figure out what was going on here and what had happened.

Pushing open the door of this dilapidated house, a few drops of rain fell on Xiao Yang's helmet. The gloomy weather had finally brought rain.

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

The feeling of unease grew stronger. This village was too quiet. Rows of messy yellow mud houses, round bluestones laid on the muddy ground, the rustling sound of raindrops, other than these, there was nothing else.

There was no roar of monsters, no sound of people moving, no sound of animals, not even the chirping of birds.

The silence was unsettling.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yang applied a calming talisman to himself. The icy feeling dispelled much of the oppressive feeling. Xiao Yang found a notice board, a notice board in the center of the village.

【No going out after dark!】

It was still very quiet. Xiao Yang wasn't very afraid of monsters in the open, but this kind of eerie silence was really a headache. It was less scary to have monsters than to not have monsters.

Regarding this situation, Xiao Yang really wanted to greet the unreliable Dungeon Gate.

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

In the sound that was sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, a figure wearing a Taoist robe and holding a white banner slowly walked out of the darkness. It was not a normal fellow. Pairs of eyes grew out of its flesh, almost crowding its entire face.

An eerie voice rang out, and the big and small eyes on this strange fellow's face all fell on Xiao Yang.

"Have you paid your taxes?"

Accompanied by the repetition of this sentence, Xiao Yang felt an inexplicable pressure on his body, as if something was pressing down on him.

But it wasn't a big problem. Xiao Yang even laughed out loud.

The fellow on the opposite side was stunned by Xiao Yang's laughter. Obviously, he seemed to not understand how Xiao Yang could laugh.

This was a fellow with high intelligence.

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

In an angry roar, he questioned Xiao Yang.

At this time, Xiao Yang recovered a bit from his laughter, his eyes fell on this strange fellow, and he said quietly.

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

Without more nonsense, Xiao Yang picked up the rusted great axe in his hand and began to sprint. The sound of clattering rang out, which was the sound of the Dragon Slayer armor colliding with each other during the sprint.

The multi-eyed monster in front of him waved the white banner in his hand, and in an instant, some strange transparent ghosts appeared around Xiao Yang, but Xiao Yang didn't even have the mind to pay attention to these things.

Since he was directly stared at by the Evil God and obtained this particularly awkward mental attribute, Xiao Yang has enjoyed a lot of disadvantages, but at the same time, there are also benefits. The most significant point is that before his spirit drops to zero, he doesn't suffer any soul attacks.

Whether it is a soul scream, ghost possession, or anything else, these things cannot cause him any damage before his spirit drops to zero.

Of course, even if Xiao Yang's spirit drops to zero, Xiao Yang is still not afraid of the attacks of these things, because at that time, what is more deadly is far from these ghosts or spirits, but the Evil God himself who is about to manifest from the deep dimension.

It can be understood in this way that as a meal package marked by the Evil God, Xiao Yang's soul will never be touched by other soul predators. This is not good news, but it is indeed the case that this situation allows Xiao Yang to slap the head of this pretentious thing in front of him hard now.

Slap it with the rusted great axe!