The journey continues.

Qin Lang and Dong Jingyi were at the scene of the Flowery Face Festival.

"Our Flower Face Festival is the most solemn traditional festival in Yunnan. It is called Flower Face Festival because ancient ancestors used pot smoke to blacken their faces and exorcise demons and harms."

"As time changes, the raw materials used for smearing faces have been changed from pot to black ash made of local fragrant valley grass and spices. Now the smearing face festival has also had a new meaning and has become a carnival event for contemporary Yi youth to choose their favorites by taking advantage of the opportunity of smearing faces. For example, today, there should be tens of thousands of people participating in the smearing faces. People firmly believe that the darker the faces of others are being wiped, the more likely they are to come to themselves."

The tour guide is enthusiastically introducing.

"At this time of year, the young men and women in Yi villages will chase each other, grab the ashes of the pot and stove, and smear the other's faces, and the darker they are, the deeper they are. If they are unwilling to interact with each other, they will try to escape and prevent the other from smearing the ashes on their bodies, so as to reject the courtship of the other party..."

Dong Jingyi took the black ash made of fragrant valley grass and spices and wiped it on Qin Lang's face. After Qin Lang briefly lost his mind, he avoided it.

Dong Jingyi didn't have a glassy heart and laughed: "Qin Lang, let's make a bet."

"What are you betting on?" Qin Lang asked.

"If I wipe your face, you can marry me." Dong Jingyi said and came to chase Qin Lang, and Qin Lang instinctively ran away.

The two of them shuttled through the crowd and chased.

Qin Lang didn't know why he ran so fast, and he ran out of breath. He suddenly felt that Dong Jingyi was not chasing him. He stopped and looked back. His intuition was accurate. Dong Jingyi did not chase him. There were only a dense crowd in front of him, and Dong Jingyi was not seen.

Qin Lang couldn't help but walk back: "Jingyi, Jingyi--"

Qin Lang searched back and forth several times, but no one could see Dong Jingyi's figure. He couldn't help but panic. He called Dong Jingyi's phone and found that Dong Jingyi's phone fell to the ground. Qin Lang picked up his phone and stood in the crowd and couldn't help but feel at a loss. He began to ask the tourists around him one by one, but no one saw the girl he described, or the beautiful girl was too general, and there were all such girls around him, so Qin Lang couldn't find out about Dong Jingyi's whereabouts.

When Dong Jingyi was found, the Flower Face Festival had ended and the tourists had dispersed, leaving Qin Lang alone sitting on the side of the road.

Seeing Dong Jingyi, Qin Lang stood up from the ground in a panic and hugged Dong Jingyi.

"Where have you been? I'm so scared. I almost called the police." Qin Lang let Dong Jingyi go and said urgently.

Dong Jingyi was also shocked. She turned her head and looked at the direction not far behind her. There was a young man in ethnic costume standing there, waving to them.

It turned out that while chasing Qin Lang, Dong Jingyi accidentally wiped the cigarette in her hand on the young man's face. The young man misunderstood that Dong Jingyi liked him and insisted on taking Dong Jingyi away.

Dong Jingyi was very persuading, and she already had a boyfriend, and the young man still didn't believe it, but she still accompanied Dong Jingyi back to the place to take a look, and then she saw Qin Lang.

"If you haven't been waiting for me here, then I must be the wife of the village today." Dong Jingyi complained with gratitude.

"I'll explain to him and thank him." Qin Lang said, and took Dong Jingyi's hand and walked towards the young man.

He bowed to the young man and said, "Thank you for returning my girlfriend back."

The young man shrugged and smiled apologetically for this misfortune.
Chapter completed!