Xia Chuhe was about to leave.
The man in black robes took out something: "Aren't you going to check the goods?"
Xia Bao'er tugged at Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe patiently waited, wanting to see what this man was really up to.
The man in black robes produced a notebook: "Take a look, it's a murder diary. As long as you write the name of the person you want to kill in this diary, that person will surely die."
Xia Chuhe was skeptical, so he used the farm's quick-in-quick-out device to take a look.
Farm feedback – An ordinary notebook.
Is the man in the black robe playing a trick on him?
Just as Xia Chuhe was about to return the notebook, Xia Bao'er poked her again.
Xia Chuhe looked at Xia Bao'er suspiciously, but when he turned his head, he saw Scarface by the roadside.
Xia Bao'er wrote the words "femme fatale" on her palm.
Xia Chuhe, suddenly struck by inspiration, exclaimed, "What a wonderful thing! With a treasure like this, I can kill whoever I want! How much?"
The man in black pointed at Xia Bao'er.
Xia Chuhe and the man in black robes started arguing.
The two's argument attracted the scarred man.
The scarred man had already heard Xia Chuhe's words: "What's all the noise about? Disturbing the peace, I'm going to collect management fees."
The scarred man then tried to snatch the notebook from the man in the black robe.
Seeing this, Xia Chuhe winked at the others, then grabbed Bao'er and ran towards where Lu Danggui and the others had set up their stall.
Before they had gone far, they heard shouts behind them: "Master Dao! Master Dao! Grab your weapons! Someone's causing trouble!"
Xia Chuhe had already run out of the center of the riot and arrived at his own stall. There were fewer clothes and weapons for sale on the stall, but there were more uniquely designed small contraptions and a bucket of oil.
Xia Chuhe rolled up his things and headed to the farm: "Something's happened, we have to run away."
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