【Law of the Abyss】

Chapter 170 Drinking Soup

"Yes, Brother Mu, you should go back and take a look first. There is no rush to go up there." Heishui said.

"Don't try to persuade him. From now on, I will pretend that he doesn't exist. You don't have to worry about our lives."

Although Mu Bei knew that these people had nothing to do with him, he still felt uncomfortable when the other party spoke like that. It was a disguised threat.

Mu Bei glanced at Hei Shui and asked directly, "Is it true that if I don't go back, you won't take me upstairs?"

Heishui looked at him with a faint smile: "You haven't been back for so long, you should go back and take a look."

Okay, Mu Bei finally understood. If he didn't go back, the other party wouldn't take him up. This feeling of being controlled by others was really! Not! Nice!!

Mu Bei took a deep breath and looked at them: "Okay, I'll go back with you."

Several people looked at each other, unable to hide the excitement in their eyes. The woman who had previously morally condemned him immediately changed her attitude 180 degrees.

"Son, I know you are sensible."

"Brother, I knew you hadn't changed. I was wrong before. I spoke too harshly."

"Yes, I said Brother Mu is not that kind of person. If there is any misunderstanding among family members, they can just talk it out. Why get angry with each other?"

Mu Bei smiled. He glanced at the others. He wanted to know what kind of dangerous place was ahead. He had to go there today.

"Go home!"

Mu Bei looked very happy, and he put his arm around Mu Bei's shoulders. He suddenly whispered in his ear, "Brother, you must be careful!"

Mu Bei's heart sank when he heard that. He turned around to look at him, only to find that he had already run to Heishui's side. The two of them were talking affectionately, looking like real brothers.

Mu Bei was thinking in his heart, what did Mu Bei mean by what he said just now?

Before he could figure it out, the boat soon stopped and in front of him was a white house with white walls and black tiles, which looked very quiet and peaceful.

"We're here, come in quickly."

Mu Bei was the first to rush down, and everyone followed suit.

As soon as Mu Bei entered, he found that the room was very big.

There is a lotus pond in the yard, in which there are more than a dozen red carps swimming happily.

After crossing the yard and walking along a long corridor, you will see a row of rooms next to each other.

Mu Bei followed him into one of the rooms.

"Brother, look, your room is still the same as before, do you like it?"

Mu Bei looked around. The furnishings in the room were simple and elegant, and looked quite comfortable.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Bei said again: "After you left, every time I missed you, I came to your room to sit for a while and help you clean up."

"I like to sit by the window, looking outside, and many times I wonder when you will come back from outside."

If Mu Bei didn't know that all this was fake, he would have been really moved.

"Hey, you two, stop standing there and talking, come out and have some soup."

The woman's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting the conversation between the two.

When Mu Bei heard this, he happily pulled Mu Bei's arm and walked out: "Brother, let's go drink some soup. Do you smell the fragrance?"

Mu Bei nodded. He did smell it. In fact, he had smelled it since he came in, but the scent just now was not so strong.

However, he didn't like the smell.

The two came outside and saw a big red pot on the wooden table. No one knew what was stewed in the pot, but it was steaming and looked very homely.

"Why are you still standing there? Sit down and drink soup together."

Several people sat around the table. Mu Bei glanced at everyone. Everyone had different expressions, but without exception, there was a hint of excitement in their eyes.

Mu Bei's doubts grew even stronger. Why did they all look so excited?

The woman poured a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Mu Bei: "Drink it while it's hot. How does it taste?"

Everyone's eyes fell on him. Mu Bei looked at everyone and realized that only he had a bowl of soup in front of him, while the others didn't even have a bowl in front of them.

Mu Bei was stunned for a moment, then placed the bowl of soup in front of the woman with a smile.

The woman looked at him in great confusion.

"Mom is the elder, so drink first." Mu Bei's tone was so respectful that no one could find fault with it.

The woman was stunned at first, and then a look of panic flashed across her face.

"I... don't want to drink. You drink first."

Mu Bei looked at her in confusion.

"Mother, are you still angry with me? I was ignorant and spoke to you in a harsh tone. You should drink the soup first."

"No, you drink first."

Mu Bei was now more certain that there was something wrong with the soup, so he refused to drink it.

"Brother, we have all drunk it. This is specially left for you, right, mother?"

"Yes, yes, we have all drunk it. This is left for you. You must drink it all."

The woman nodded vigorously, continued speaking along with Mu Bei's words, and pushed the bowl of soup back and placed it in front of Mu Bei.

"Brother, why don't you drink?" Mu Bei asked when he saw that he had not moved for a long time.

Mu Bei glanced at a few people and carefully picked up the soup.

As a result, his hand slipped, and with a clang, both the soup and the bowl spilled onto the ground.

"Sorry, my hand slipped and I couldn't hold it firmly."

For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward and no one spoke.

After a while, the woman stood up, squatted on the ground, and carefully picked up the broken pieces of the bowl on the ground.

She glanced at Mu Bei, lowered her head and said, "If you don't like it, just say so. Why ruin my bowl of soup? I've been cooking it for a long time."

Mu Bei hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Mother, brother definitely didn't mean it."

"The soup has spilled, just fill it up again. There's plenty in the pot. I believe I can hold it steady this time, right, brother?"

Mu Bei took out a bowl from somewhere, filled it with soup and handed it to Mu Bei.

"Brother, hold it steady this time, don't spill it again, do you want me to feed you?"

Mu Bei looked at the bowl of soup in front of him, then at the expectant eyes of the crowd. He carefully scooped a mouthful of soup and put it to his mouth.

The strange fragrance rushed into his nose again, making him want to vomit. The next second, he vomited.

Spit into the bowl.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? You keep doing this over and over again. What is your intention?"

Mu Bei was angry, and his tone was full of accusations.

Finally, are they going to fall out? Mu Bei felt that he was enduring so hard.

He simply looked at everyone with an indifferent expression.

"Who are you guys? Aren't you tired after acting for so long?"

Everyone's expression changed in shock: "You..."

Mu Bei smiled: "I'm already here, how long are you going to pretend?"

Mu Bei took out the Meteorite Sword and looked at everyone.

"First, I don't have a brother at all."

"Second, I never liked soup."