The journey continues.

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

"Our Flower Face Festival is the most solemn local traditional festival in Yunnan, and the reason why it is called the Flower Face Festival is because the ancient ancestors used pot smoke to smear their faces and exorcise demons."

With the change of the years, the raw materials used to wipe the face have changed from pot smoke to black ash made of local herbs and spices, and now the flower face festival has a new meaning, and has become a carnival activity for contemporary Yi youth to choose the desired person by taking the opportunity of wiping the face. Like today, there should be tens of thousands of people participating in the face-wiping activity at our site, and people are convinced that the darker their face is smeared by others, the more auspicious and happy they are likely to befall themselves. ”

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

"Bet on what?" Qin Lang asked.

"If I wipe your face, you marry me." Dong Jingyi came to chase Qin Lang as she spoke, and Qin Lang instinctively ran.

The tour guide is enthusiastically introducing.

"At this time of year, young men and women in Yi villages will chase each other, grab the ashes of the stove, and smear each other's faces, and the blacker they are, the deeper their affection. If you don't want to associate with the other person, try to escape and not let the other person smear the soot on your body in order to refuse the other person's courtship......"

Dong Jingyi took the black ash made of fragrant grain grass and spices and wiped it off Qin Lang's face, and after Qin Lang lost his mind for a short time, he dodged.

Qin Lang searched back and forth several times, but he couldn't see Dong Jingyi, and he couldn't help but panic. He dialed Dong Jingyi's mobile phone and found that Dong Jingyi's mobile phone had fallen to the ground. Qin Lang picked up his mobile phone and stood in the crowd and couldn't help but be at a loss. He began to ask the tourists around him one by one, but no one saw the girls he described, or that the beautiful girls were too general, and there were such girls around him, so Qin Lang couldn't inquire about Dong Jingyi's whereabouts.

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

Seeing Dong Jingyi, Qin Lang got up from the ground in shock and hugged Dong Jingyi.

The two shuttled and chased through the crowd.

Qin Lang didn't know why he ran away so fast, he ran straight out of breath, and suddenly felt that Dong Jingyi didn't come to chase him. He stopped and looked back, his intuition was accurate, Dong Jingyi did not chase after him, there was only a dense crowd in front of him, and Dong Jingyi was not seen.

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

Dong Jingyi said that she already had a boyfriend, but the young people still didn't believe it, but they still accompanied Dong Jingyi back to see where she was, and she saw Qin Lang.

"If you didn't wait for me here, then I would have to be a lady of the village today." Dong Jingyi complained happily.

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

"Where have you been? Scared the hell out of me. I almost went to the police. Qin Lang let go of Dong Jingyi and said urgently.

Dong Jingyi also looked shocked, she turned her head and looked in the direction not far behind her, where a young man in ethnic minority costume stood and waved at them.

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

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

The young man shrugged and smiled apologetically at the scene.