As the light grew brighter and the voices became clearer, a huge factory appeared at the end of the forest with the roar of the machines.

"There are still factories in the underworld?" Lang Xing was dumbfounded and proposed, "Go over and have a look?"

The curiosity of several people was piqued and they readily agreed.

Five figures crept over, hiding in the shadows to observe, and voices were heard from inside.

"No. 1270, Class C cabin, start hatching. ”

"The next soul 1271, assigned to the first class cabin. ”

"Yo, first-class cabin? What a local tyrant! This will be successfully hatched in the future, I'm afraid it will be the womb of Ma's father's family, right?"

"What, envy? It's useless to be envious, we are working for the underworld to pay off the debts, and when the karmic debts are eliminated, we can also be reincarnated." ”

"There are still decades of debts to be repaid, alas! I hope to be a good person in the next life. ”

"Good people? It's not certain that you can be a human being! I just hope that being an animal can live a comfortable life, and be content to be a pet dog or something!"

"No. 1271, Class A cabin, started and hatched. ”

"Next, No. 1272 ......"

The group of five glanced at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

The underworld is doing something!

In such a secret place, such a big battle, that huge machine, according to those two ghosts, is actually used to hatch souls?

This is equivalent to being born as a superior person in the next life, winning at the starting line better than others, and you can live a superior life without much effort, and you will have money that you can't spend in several lifetimes.

"Hades is really a good way to make money. She snorted sarcastically.

Lang Xing retracted his gaze: "It's not our turn to worry about this matter, now the most important thing is to leave the underworld as soon as possible." ”

In the factory, more than a dozen ghosts sent the souls of the seal number into the incubator in an orderly manner, and no one noticed that five uninvited guests quietly slipped to the back of the factory.

After walking for about half an hour, a river appeared in front of several people, and the bridge on the river looked a little familiar, as well as the girl who was closing the stall.

Wu Xiaoluo blinked: "How did we come to the Nai He Bridge?"

"Whatever, I'm finally out of that ghost forest!" Lang Xing laughed cross-legged.

"It's not far from the city gate, don't waste time, let's go. She glanced at him and took the lead on the bridge.

Meng Po cleaned up the stall and was about to get off work, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of five figures walking across the bridge, and let out a soft "ah" cry.

"You ...... Hey, I've seen you! You are the one who the Lord of Hades dare not accept, call ......" Meng Po tilted her head and recalled.

As soon as Bai Luochuan saw Meng Po, his pale face turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "Hello, I, my name is Bai ...... Bai Luochuan. ”

"Oh, yes! I remember! Hello, my name is Meng Linlin, and my profession is Meng Po. By the way, do you want a bowl of soup? Rock sugar pear flavor, it's delicious!"

"Well, I don't have to...... We are not thirsty. Several people shook their heads again and again, they didn't dare to drink Meng Po soup, and they didn't rush to reincarnate.

"Okay. Meng Po was a little disappointed, but only for a moment, and then she regained her smile, "By the way, how did you come out of the Confused Forest?"

"It's a long story. ”

"It's hard to put into words. ”

Several people spoke in unison, looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.

Speaking of which, their trip to the underworld was really thrilling and dangerous, and it was very exciting, as if a new world had been opened.

"It's time for us to go. She Wei reminded.

Before leaving, Bai Luochuan glanced at Meng Po nostalgically and said "goodbye" shyly.

"I really envy you!" Looking at their departing backs, Meng Po put away her smiling face, her expression a little bitter.

She stayed by the bridge every day, handing bowls of soup to the souls who were going to cross the bridge to be reincarnated, and the cycle began over and over again, gradually getting tired.

So she began to study different flavors of soup, chatting to console the boring work day after day.