The host of the quick travel is lacking in virtue for eight generations

In this way, if going to the virtual world for trials is really the standard for reincarnation, then she has many advantages over other ghosts.

At least she has more experience and can handle different species, so who else is there!

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She felt that the day when she would leave the underworld was just around the corner. Also, the virtual world should be quite interesting, and she also wanted to take a look at it.

Act after careful planning and do what you think of, and head straight towards the Naihe Bridge.

That’s right, it’s the Naihe Bridge. If you ask who Xiao Yun is most familiar with in the underworld, it’s not his neighbors, nor the ghost messenger, nor those researchers who come for a visit every time he comes back.

But it was Big Sister Mengpo who was often depleted of her drink and had to keep making soup.

Other people's memory problems were solved by drinking a bowl of soup, but drinking a whole pot of soup had no effect on her. I don't know if it was because she was used to it, but she actually thought the soup was delicious. So she would go to her sister Meng to keep in touch with her and have some soup.

Therefore, they are the best two in the underworld.

Meng Po: Stop it! I'm so fed up with you. If I could beat you, I would have put you in a sack! Oh, my wrists are so strained!

Xiao Yun said she would not listen to the above! She would not listen!

The office was not far from the Naihe Bridge, just a turn away, so Xiao Yun walked there leisurely.

Because ghosts can float, even if many high-tech things are introduced, there is no means of transportation in the underworld.

Naihe Bridge is no longer the stone bridge it used to be. It is now a two-story suspension bridge with a tempered glass roof. There are display screens on the dome and both sides, scrolling the rules and regulations of the underworld so that new ghosts can see them first.

The reason why the bridge is divided into two layers is to better distinguish the ghosts. Those who did good deeds and accumulated virtues in their lifetime walk on the upper layer, while ordinary people and those who did evil things walk on the lower layer.

Meng Po is upstairs, where she has a private lounge where she usually makes soup or rests.

Who makes Meng Po soup? Learn more about the automatic soup dispenser.

Xiao Yun floated directly to the door of the lounge and listened to see if there was any sound inside. After confirming that there was none, he shouted, "Sister Meng! Here I come again!"

As the sound fell, the soul floated in.

"Why don't you just come in? Why do you have to be so sneaky every time? Don't you know there are surveillance cameras everywhere?"

A cold but somewhat hoarse voice sounded, and the woman in purple sitting on the couch glanced at her.

The woman has a dignified and elegant face, delicate and relaxed facial features, and a kind of casual beauty.

She was wearing a purple plain long dress with a slanting collar and her hair was tied up in a bun. She was sitting on a rosewood couch with hollow cloud patterns carved on it. The antique style complemented the beauty of the place.

But before you know it, the transparent glass window and oversized electric soup pot next to it immediately ruin the atmosphere.

"It's not time for dinner yet, what are you doing here at this time?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Meng Po asked with some confusion.

Xiao Yun walked over with a flattering smile on his face, squeezed in next to her, and reached out to hold her arm, but was avoided in disgust.

"As expected of my sister, you understand me."

She didn't care. She flattered him and then explained her purpose directly. "I heard that our underworld wants to give a chance to old ghosts who haven't been reincarnated for more than 300 years. There is a pre-reincarnation qualification screening. Can you give me a place in the first batch?"

Meng Po looked at her with some surprise, "You are well-informed. The higher-ups have just made a decision and you have already heard about it. Well, I underestimated your ghost vein."

Xiao Yun smiled proudly, "Of course, we live long enough to make many friends. We need to have friends at every level, don't you think?

How about it? Can you do this, sister? I won’t let you work in vain, I will give you my piece of purple shark yarn. "

Meng Po's eyes lit up, this was truly a huge investment!

She liked purple clothes and thought that this noble color best suited her temperament. She had long coveted Xiao Yun's piece of mermaid gauze, but this guy was like a Pixiu and usually only took and never gave. It was not easy to get things from her. At least the price she paid had to be three times the value.

"Deal! The screening will start the day after tomorrow. I'll help you secure the spot. Just be prepared."

"Thank you, sis. You are my real sister! I will bring the Samesha to you in a moment!"

The shark silk was fished out from the bottom of the sea when she was a turtle. It was a whole piece, and no one knew when the shipwreck occurred. Everything else in the ship had either been broken or weathered away, but the shark silk was the most intact, so she kept it.

Later, he cut off a piece to make clothes for himself, but he didn't want to show it in the first few lives for fear of being coveted by others. Later, he couldn't find a tailor who could make clothes with this material, so he never used it.

She had long since gotten over the novelty of it and had made full use of it. At most, she would go to a few neighbors' homes to see if she could get some good stuff out of them.

Thinking of this, he said goodbye to Meng Po and prepared to return to his residence.

Watching the cheerful figure drifting away, Meng Po revealed a sly smile that was totally inconsistent with her temperament.

"I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise. You little brat, I let you come and waste my soup every day. The first batch was originally prepared for you evil guys..."