A little cinnabar nevus between the eyebrows

The servant led Jiuyue into Li Shikun's room, and Li Shikun had already set up a banquet table, waiting for him with a smile.

"Miss September, take your seat"

Jiuyue was also not polite, and sat down directly, "Who are you going to entertain, my lord?"

"Of course it's you, Miss September"

"Then September will thank you sir"

Jiuyue picked up the chopsticks and tasted it a few times, afraid that he would not eat more after taking the medicine. After the meal, those people moved away from the table, and it was already dark.Jiuyue watched the boys close the door and remained silent.

Li Shikun took Jiuyue's hand and walked in slowly, Jiuyue followed inward, Jiuyue's cuteness made Li Shikun stroke his beard and laughed.

Entering the room, Jiuyue sped up her pace slightly, approached Li Shikun, stood beside Li Shikun, broke away from Li Shikun's hold on her hand, took off her coat and threw it away, then put her hand on Li Shikun's shoulder, half hugging His shoulders, Li Shikun saw Jiuyue being so active, the corners of his mouth continued to bend, but he smiled and said nothing.

The hand holding Li Shikun's shoulder in half of Jiuyue suddenly covered Li Shikun's mouth, and at the same time stabbed Li Shikun's waist with the dagger that had been hidden long ago with the other hand. Stabbed.Afraid that he would not be able to kill him, Jiuyue stabbed him again in the back.

Li Shikun softened, Jiuyue threw him to the ground, he tried Li Shikun's breath, he was dead...

Looking at the dead man on the ground, Jiuyue touched the sweat on his forehead, panting, the series of movements just now had been planned by him, but he was still a little scared to do it.However, for the first time to kill someone, he didn't even have a trace of hesitation or fear, it's just that he is a little soft now.

He took off Li Shikun's clothes, tore up his jacket, bandaged the wound, stopped the bleeding, and dragged Li Shikun to the bed. After death, the weight is very heavy, and it took a lot of effort in September to get Li Shikun Go to bed and cover him with the quilt again.From the outside, it seems that Li Shikun is just asleep.

Jiuyue wet Li Shikun's clothes and wiped the floor until no trace of blood could be seen. Doing this is just to let them find out later and give themselves more time to escape.

Jiuyue picked up the clothes she had thrown away, looked at them repeatedly, and put them on again when there was no blood.He blew out the candle, and the room became dark all of a sudden. Jiuyue was a little exhausted, and sat down against the door.

The dark room, sharing the same room with the dead, made Jiuyue's spine a little chills, he listened carefully to the surrounding movement, there seemed to be no one outside, and the person inside was still lying there, but he still waited patiently So, he had to wait until daylight before he could go out in a fair manner.

Early the next morning, when the rooster crowed for the first time, Jiuyue opened the door, and the early risers in the Li residence had already woken up. Jiuyue walked to a young servant and said calmly, "Your Excellency said , he is a little tired, I ask you to call him later."

The servant looked at Jiuyue with an ambiguous smile, "You know, I know."

Only then did Jiuyue walk away slowly, leaving Li's mansion without any hindrance. After leaving Li's mansion, Jiuyue became a little anxious. He quickened his pace and rushed to the West Lake Theater. He picked up the wrapped clothes and money and went Walking outside, the owner of the West Lake Theater saw Jiu Yue hurried forward.

"Miss Jiuyue, you are in such a hurry, what's the matter?"

Jiuyue knew that these women were very annoying, and she might not be able to get rid of her for a while with good words, so she snorted disdainfully, "Did you call Miss Jiuyue?" Then she walked away proudly with her burden on her back.

"Bah, I'm so ignorant when I climb up to a county guard." The owner of the West Lake Theater no longer cares about Jiuyue.

Jiuyue touched the sweat on his forehead, knowing that he was running out of time, he hurried to the river and saw no one took off his clothes.The winter solstice has passed, the morning light is cold and windy, his hands and feet are trembling from the cold, but he still quickly changed his clothes, took off the jewelry on his head, let his hair loose, casually tied it up with the reflection of the river, and put on a bookish hat. hat of.

In the blink of an eye, the charming Jiuyue disappeared, and there was only a handsome-looking scholar.

Jiuyue stood up and looked at himself in the river, and heaved a sigh of relief. From then on, Jiuyue died!

Qian Mei threw the original clothes into the river, threw out the jewelry casually, and then walked towards the city gate. At this time, the city gate of Qingcheng County should have opened...

When Qianmei walked to the downtown area, Qingcheng County was already in chaos. It seemed that they already knew that their sheriff was dead, and the officers and soldiers at the gate of the city were holding blueprints and looking at the people leaving the city one by one.Don't be afraid in September, there are not many people in Qingcheng County who have seen him without makeup. Even in the West Lake Theater, I hardly ever go out except for singing, and I have only stayed in Qingcheng County for a short time. This portrait Where can I really go.

And the Jiuyue they were looking for was Jiao Didi's beauty actress, not a useless scholar.

Qian Mei followed the team of people leaving the city. When it was his turn, the officers and soldiers glanced at him, and Jiuyue glanced at the portrait in his hand, and he still looked a bit like herself.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

"How similar are you to the person in this painting?"

Qian Mei pretended to be surprised, "Master, the person in this painting is a woman, how can you say that she is similar to me?"

"You took off your clothes, let the masters take a look!"

"It's... It's so cold, sir, you see, this woman doesn't have a mole between her eyebrows, but I have a mole between my eyebrows."

In the past, the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was too conspicuous, and Qianshuo covered it up, and those people didn't paint it when they painted it.

Those officers and soldiers glanced at the bright red cinnabar mole between Qianxie's eyebrows, and they were right, such an obvious feature would not fail to be drawn on it. He waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go," and then went to look at the next person.

In this way, Qian Mei left the city smoothly. He looked back at the gate of Qingcheng County. He would remember this county, the place where he was buried in September!

Li Shikun was just a sheriff, he died, and the search in his own county government office was over, and he was not qualified to go out of Yanzhou to search.Chujiaban is in the middle of the day, no matter how you look at it, this assassination can only be counted on Jiuyue, not Chujiaban.

Qian Mei patted the dirt on her clothes and walked towards Huizhou. As for the others in the Chujia class, let's assume that Jiuyue is dead.

Huizhou is not adjacent to Yanzhou, there is Fuzhou in the middle, and Qianmei needs to cross the border of Fuzhou to reach Huizhou.

It's already winter, and the wind is biting, making it difficult to travel. Fortunately, Fuzhou has outstanding people, mild seasons, and little climate change. Even if Qianmei is driving on the border of Fuzhou, it seems to be warmer than Yanzhou, which is already covered with snow.Qian Mei walked unhurriedly, as long as she could reach Huizhou before the Great Cold.Huizhou is cold, and the weather is a bit harsh, but there is little rain, and it should be very cold, but I don't know if there is snow.