"Wangwang......" Shen Meng heard it clearly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and smile extraordinarily.

With a slight touch of his toes, he floated in front of the young man, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the young man's neck, carrying him away from the side of this group of ghosts, probably because of some characteristics on Shen Meng's body that made them feel particularly jealous, and they retreated one after another, not to mention approaching.

The boy didn't notice this strange phenomenon, just struggled, turned his face away, his face was red, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Shen Meng hummed a little song, directly picked up people, and directly threw the young man to a place a little farther away from the mass grave.

The young man rolled around a little embarrassed, then stood up, looked at Shen Meng beside him, lowered his eyes, bit the corners of his mouth, and finally said angrily.

"Thank you......" The young man spoke, and after speaking, he paused, and then looked at Shen Meng, slightly awkward.

"I don't think you're a good ghost just because you've done this." The young man seemed to have an almost paranoid prejudice against ghosts, and now after humming like this, he patted himself on the body and limped away from Shen Meng's side.

"Hey, I saved you, don't you mean it? Tell me, your name? Shen Meng spoke to the young man.

“…… Shen Qingmeng. Hearing Shen Meng's voice, the young man looked at Shen Meng, and finally whispered such a sentence.

Sink......

When Shen Meng heard this, her body paused slightly, this surname reminded her of a person, the first person she met in the world, Shen Weichen, and she didn't know how Shen Weichen was doing now, whether she was doing well, she didn't expect to meet another person with the same surname Shen in this world.

And it looks very similar to the original Shen Weichen, just as miserable.

"My name is Shen Meng, remember." Shen Meng shook his head, allowing himself to withdraw his thoughts from his memories, looked at Shen Qingmeng beside him, and gently knocked Shen Qingmeng's head.

"......" Shen Qingmeng heard Shen Meng's words, and suddenly looked up at Shen Meng, as if he heard Shen Meng's name, he had a little different reaction and feeling, and even his heart throbbed slightly, as if this name was embedded in the depths of his soul, and the imprints made it more and more profound, so that as long as he heard it, he felt unbearable pain.

He frowned, not understanding why, but he automatically ignored the feeling.

"Be good, call me Sister Shen Meng." Shen Meng looked at Shen Qingmeng beside him with a smile, the last world raised the little apprentice crookedly, how can this Shen Qingmeng be guided to the right this time.

"You don't look like you're as old as me, don't you scream." Shen Qingmeng looked at Shen Meng, snorted coldly, and pursed his lips.

Indeed, if you look at it from the outside, Shen Meng looks very young, more like Shen Qingmeng's sister, who died just after entering junior high school, and Shen Qingmeng is slightly mature in terms of appearance and feeling.

"That's not necessarily, maybe I've been dead for hundreds of years, but after the ghost dies, it will remain the same as before, and it won't change." Shen Meng heard Shen Qingmeng's words, and continued to speak, talking serious nonsense.