Super God: Liang Bing: Please, stop going crazy!

The atmosphere at the stall suddenly became tense. The diners around stopped what they were doing and quietly looked at the sudden dispute. The young man was still angry, clenched his fists, and raised his voice a few degrees: "I don't believe that if others can eat it, I have to endure it? It's too salty, make it again!"

The stall owner was obviously a veteran of the market life. Although he looked unhappy, he did not back down. He retorted: "Little brother, everyone eats this taste. There are many repeat customers here, and I have never heard anyone complain about this. If you think it is too salty, I can give you a bowl of rice to neutralize it and help you adjust the taste."

The young man was obviously not satisfied with the stall owner's attitude and snorted, "What kind of service attitude is this? I don't come here to eat to be bullied!"

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Qin Mu slowly put down the skewers in his hand and stood up. He walked between the two men, his face still showing a peaceful expression, and his tone was gentle but firm: "My brother, we all come out to eat barbecue for fun. If we encounter some minor problems, why not give in to each other? Why hurt the harmony?"

The young man glanced at Qin Mu. Although he was still furious, he was unwilling to continue arguing in public because of his friendly attitude. He was silent for a while and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, it's my bad luck."

The stall owner also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Little brother, if you don't like this skewer, I'll change it for you with less salt. It's not easy for us, and we come out to do business for fun."

After the young man calmed down, he felt a little relieved. He looked at the eyes of the people around him, and finally sighed: "Then give me another skewer, with less seasoning." After that, he returned to his seat.

The stall owner quickly prepared the skewers again, with a hint of apology on his face. Qin Mu returned to his seat and continued to calmly enjoy the food in his hand. The atmosphere around the stall gradually returned to calm, and the diners immersed themselves in their conversations and eating again, as if the little episode just now was just part of the hustle and bustle of the street.

After finishing the last skewer of barbecue, Qin Mu looked up at the sky. Night had completely fallen, and the lights of the city and the starry sky shone together. He stood up and walked towards the stall owner, handing over a few bills: "Thank you, it tastes good."

The stall owner took the money and smiled gratefully: "Little brother, thank you for your help in mediation just now. Young people nowadays have a bad temper, and we who do business sometimes can't avoid getting into trouble. Fortunately, you gave me a way out."

Qin Mu smiled slightly and shook his head: "It's not easy for everyone. If we understand each other, the problem will not be a problem."

The stall owner nodded and watched Qin Mu leave. He looked at this calm young man and sighed in his heart that it was rare to have such a considerate person in the world.

Qin Mu continued walking along the alley. The noise of the street gradually faded away, and the surroundings became quiet. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. He walked to a relatively secluded corner of the street, and suddenly heard a low cry coming from a distance. Qin Mu stopped and walked in the direction of the sound. He found a little girl squatting in the dark corner in front of him, covering her face and sobbing softly.

Qin Mu approached and asked softly, "Little girl, what's wrong? Why are you crying here alone?"

The little girl heard the voice and looked up, revealing a pair of tearful eyes. She looked at Qin Mu timidly, seeming a little scared and helpless. She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I'm lost and can't find my way home."

Qin Mu squatted down and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I can help you find the way home. Do you remember where you live? Or do you remember your family's phone number?"

The little girl sobbed and shook her head: "I only remember that my home is near a building, and there is a very tall tree there, but I don't know how to get back..."

Qin Mu's heart moved, knowing that the little girl's description was not specific, and it would not be easy to find her home. However, he did not show any embarrassment, but patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "It's okay, we will look for it slowly. Do you remember any landmark buildings near your home? Such as shops, schools, or other special places?"

The little girl wiped her tears and tried to recall: "Well... I remember there was a bakery where I often bought bread. There was always a nice smell in front of the store, and... there was also a kitten that often basked in the sun in front of the store."

Qin Mu nodded. Although the information was still not much, at least he had a direction. He stood up and held out his hand to the little girl: "Okay, let's go find that bakery first, maybe we can find some clues."

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally held Qin Mu's hand. She felt the warmth coming from Qin Mu, and the fear in her heart gradually faded, replaced by a sense of relief.

The two walked slowly along the street, Qin Mu asked the little girl some details about her home from time to time, and the little girl tried her best to answer. Her tone gradually calmed down, as if with Qin Mu's company, everything was no longer so scary.

After walking for a while, they came to a slightly wider street. Qin Mu found that there was indeed a bakery on the corner. There were all kinds of bread and cakes in the window, and the air was filled with sweet aroma. Qin Mu lowered his head and asked, "Is this the place?"

The little girl's eyes lit up and she nodded quickly: "Yes! It's here. I remember the smell here!"

Qin Mu smiled and led her to the bakery. At the door of the bakery, a lazy kitten was lying on the steps basking in the moonlight, as if indifferent to everything around it. When the little girl saw the familiar scene, the tension on her face finally disappeared completely.

"Great, we found it! It's not far from my home." The little girl said excitedly.

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her head gently: "That's good. Can you find your way home next?"

The little girl nodded: "Yes, I remember how to leave! Thank you, brother."

Qin Mu smiled gently: "You're welcome, go home safely."

The little girl waved at him, then ran happily towards the street behind the bakery. Qin Mu stood there, watching her figure go away, and only turned and left when she disappeared into the night.

Walking on the empty streets, Qin Mu felt a long-lost tranquility. He never asked for anything in return, nor did he care what helping others would bring, but every time he saw the relieved smiles of those who were helped, he always felt a kind of satisfaction from the heart. This satisfaction did not come from any material or praise from the outside world, but from an inner peace and tranquility.

Qin Mu continued to walk forward, the night wind blowing gently, as if guiding him on the road ahead. He knew that his journey was far from over, and every day in the future, he would still meet all kinds of people and experience all kinds of different stories. But no matter what happened, he would face it with the same mentality, because his heart had long been as quiet as an ancient well, unmoved by the outside world.

As the night deepened, Qin Mu walked on the streets of the city, his steps light and his expression calm. Just as he was about to turn into a quiet alley, he suddenly felt a few eyes staring at him from behind. He subconsciously stopped and turned his head slightly to see a few young men standing under a street lamp not far away, with some malicious smiles on their faces.

The leading man was a burly man with a crew cut and a cigarette in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Mu, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and winked at the people around him. Several companions immediately understood and quickly surrounded Qin Mu, blocking him at the entrance of the alley.

The man with a crew cut threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, brushed off the corner of his clothes, and said frivolously: "Boy, you're walking pretty fast. What's wrong? Do you want to run away when you see us?"

Qin Mu still maintained a calm expression, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, looking at the people in front of him calmly, his tone calm but polite: "Everyone, what's the matter?"

The crew-haired man snorted coldly, patted Qin Mu on the shoulder, and said in a friendly manner: "Don't be nervous, brother. We just think your outfit is interesting and want to make friends with you."

Qin Mu frowned slightly, but remained polite: "If we just want to make friends, then that's fine. But I see that you all are here for more than just making friends, right?"

The man with the crew cut suddenly turned gloomy when he heard this. He suddenly pulled his hand back, with a bit of ferocity in his eyes: "Boy, don't be shameless. We brothers are in a bad mood today, and we just want to find someone to vent our anger. Since you bumped into us, don't blame us for being rude."

Qin Mu understood the other party's intention when he heard this. He took a step back calmly, his eyes still calm: "Everyone, why do you have to make things difficult for others? If you are really in a bad mood, you can vent in other ways, why use violence?"

The man with the crew cut seemed to be angered by Qin Mu's words. He sneered and waved to his companions behind him: "Brothers, teach him a lesson!"

Several men immediately surrounded him, their fists clenched and their eyes gleaming with hostility. Qin Mu did not panic, he scanned the surroundings and quickly determined the terrain of the alley and the number of people. At the moment, escaping was obviously not an option, the other party was not going to let him go easily.

Just as they were about to start fighting, Qin Mu suddenly leaned against the wall next to him, using the support of the corner to quickly raise his foot and kick one of them in the knee. The man was caught off guard, his legs softened and he fell heavily to the ground. The others were stunned, not expecting Qin Mu to dare to resist.

"You're looking for death!" The man with a crew cut shouted angrily, rushed forward and punched Qin Mu. Qin Mu was agile and dodged to the side, and the fist whistled past his ear. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party lost balance, Qin Mu reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist, twisting it suddenly, and the man with a crew cut groaned, and his arm was forcibly twisted behind his back.

"Stop!" Seeing this, the crew-haired man's companions immediately rushed over. Qin Mu pushed the crew-haired man towards them and stepped back a few steps to distance himself. He stood at the entrance of the alley, his expression still calm, but a hint of warning was revealed in his eyes.