Seinfeld and the big goat sat in the room blankly, staring at each other with big eyes.

Even if the big goat wanted to speak, he was stopped by Seinfeld's eyes, and Seinfeld was afraid of revealing a little sign that would make others aware of his secret.

"Knock!" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Big goat, go open the door. Seinfeld said.

The door opened, and a young man in a blue robe came in, but Seinfeld knew that although he seemed to be wearing clothes, most of the clothes on the ghost cultivator's body were illusions, and his clothes were also part of the physical body.

Song Fei raised his eyelids, looked at the young man standing at the door and said, "Something?"

"Hehe!" the young man looked familiar, went directly into the door, and asked with a smile, "Are you cultivating?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Seinfeld's eyes, and then he shook his head and said, "No!"

"Great!" said the young man.

"Great?" Seinfeld looked puzzled.

"Hey, hey. The blue-clothed young man walked to the opposite side of the table in front of Seinfeld, sat directly next to the table and said, "Everyone is practicing, no one is talking to me, anyway, if you don't cultivate, why don't we have a few drinks together!"

Without waiting for Seinfeld to agree, the young man enthusiastically took out a small gourd and said to the big goat, "This brother, come and have a drink together." ”

"Drinking? The big goat smiled, closed the door, and sat down at the table with the same smile on his face.

Song Fei glanced at the little gourd of the blue-clothed young man lightly, this turned out to be a space-type magic weapon.

This kind of magic weapon is naturally very cheap in the cultivation realm, but in this underworld, I'm afraid it's not so easy to get.

Moreover, ordinary ghost cultivators, like Jingjing, don't have a little bit of the previous things on their bodies, even if they have Yin Spirit Stones, I'm afraid they won't be used to buy this kind of boring space-like magic weapon.

Then, the blue-clothed young man's hand flipped over, and three white jade cups appeared in his palm.

Placing a cup in front of everyone, the young man in blue uncorked the gourd, and suddenly the smell of wine filled Seinfeld's room.

Is it really wine?

Seinfeld asked Jingjing with some curiosity, "You ghosts can also drink?"

"This is not wine!" Jingjing said, "This is Yin Spirit Wine, which acts directly on the soul and will make your soul drunk directly, you have to be careful." ”

"Hmm!" Seinfeld secretly beware, although his soul was stronger than that of the cultivators of the True Cultivation Realm, it could not be compared to the ghost cultivators.

"What a fragrant wine!" After the big goat smelled the wine, he immediately showed an intoxicated expression, and the aroma of the wine directly acted on the soul, making the big goat who was addicted to alcohol immediately feel like wanting to drink.

The goat picked up the glass and immediately poured it towards the corner of his mouth.

The young man in blue looked at all this with a smile, and unconsciously, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

"Don't drink. Seinfeld drank coldly, slapped it directly, and slapped the big goat's wine glass off.

Drinks, spilled all over the floor.

"Help—" The big goat looked at all this in bewilderment.

And Seinfeld's stop made the smile of the young man in blue instantly condense on his face.

Seinfeld ignored the big goat, just looked at the young man in blue coldly and said, "I'm sorry, we zombies don't cultivate souls, and your wine will make us get drunk to death." ”

"What?" the big goat suddenly stared at the round zombie and looked at the man in blue, "You kid actually wants to plot against Lao Tzu, what kind of heart do you have." ”

Seinfeld stretched out his left hand and pressed the big goat on his left side that was about to move, signaling him not to be reckless, after all, this is in someone else's magic weapon, and everything must be cautious.

"Really? Zombies can't drink. That's a shame. The young man in blue didn't seem to see the big goat's angry expression at all, he just picked up the wine on the table with his own care, then sniffed it intoxicated, and sighed softly, "Fragrant, so fragrant!"

This series of actions of the young man in blue made the big goat swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Seinfeld faintly forgot about the blue-clothed youth, and the zombie face on his face looked unusually dull.

"Ahh ”

When Seinfeld heard this, he let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and secretly said that this kid in front of him had discovered something?

Of course, Seinfeld would never admit it easily, and continued to say with a zombie face: "We are not zombies, what are we?"

"Hehe!" The blue-clothed young man poured another glass of wine and took a sip before looking at Seinfeld, "But I've never seen such a smart Insight Realm zombie, and you're the first." ”

"Thanks for the compliment!" Seinfeld said lightly.

"It's boring, it's boring. The young man in blue then drooped his head, put his head directly on the table, made an extremely lazy posture, and then said, "You zombies don't even have rich expressions, and you're so smart, I can't tease you, it's too boring." ”

Seinfeld replied lightly, "If you were teasing us by getting us drunk with wine, then I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

Seinfeld pointed his finger in the direction of the door and said lightly: "The door is there, go well, don't send it." ”

"Don't, don't. The blue-clothed young man immediately pricked up his head and smiled at Seinfeld, "Everyone else is cultivating, and if I go out like this, I won't die of boredom." And I'm finding you more and more interesting as a zombie. ”

Seinfeld looked at it lightly and didn't answer.

The young man in blue poked his head and whispered in front of Seinfeld's eyes, "Can you tell me what realm you are in to open your spiritual wisdom." ”

The blue-clad youth was greeted by Seinfeld's silence.

Seeing that Seinfeld didn't answer, the blue-clothed young man continued: "In this way, if you tell me what realm you have opened your spiritual wisdom, I will take you in and let you become my attendant, and not everyone can follow me by the side of the third son of my Liu family." ”

Seinfeld smiled coldly, "So there's no one around you to follow, right?"

"That's because I don't want them to follow. The young man in blue retracted his head and continued to pour a glass of wine and drank it, his face continuing to show an intoxicated expression.

Every time he drank, the big goat was itchy, but because Seinfeld stopped him, he didn't dare to drink it anymore.

The young man in blue poured the wine again, and said lightly as he poured it: "As long as I Liu Sangongzi has a word, many people will line up to follow me." If it weren't for the fact that you are a zombie and there is a high probability that you have some potential, this son would not have recruited you. ”

"The door is right there. Seinfeld replied lightly, pointing again in the direction of the door.

"Okay, okay. Liu Sangongzi put down his wine glass and showed a depressed expression, "To be honest, in fact, I haven't recruited anyone, the people around me were arranged by the family before, I want to recruit some powerful subordinates myself, see that you two have great potential, and you are zombies, please, just follow me." ”