"By the way, Brother Zhuoma said yesterday that you Miao people are going to do something today...rob the flower field, right?"
Ye Fan asked with a smile.
"Um!"
Ling'er nodded, looking very depressed.
"A lot of Miao girls will participate then, right?"
"Um."
Ling'er replied: "As long as they are unmarried girls from all the villages in our Miao territory, they will participate! Not only that, there are also saints from the major Miao villages!"
"Saint?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "What era has it been and is it still a saint?
Don’t let it be those bragging tricks of the Miao Village, right?”
"Brother Ye Fan, saints are very noble existences. You must not despise them!"
Ling'er exclaimed and said: "They are the most beautiful and powerful girls in all the Miao villages. All the boys in the Miao villages admire them, even girls like us admire them very much!"
"Stop teasing me."
Ye Fan laughed: "I have never seen those saints, so I won't say anything.
But the most beautiful and kind-hearted girl in the Miao Village is none other than our Ling'er! If you ask me, the Miao Village should have a saint election, and I guarantee that Ling'er will win the first prize!"
"Brother Ye Fan, you...stop joking."
Ling'er's face turned red and she lamented: "The five saints from the Miao Village are all extremely beautiful beauties.
According to our Miao customs, they will choose their husbands among those holy sons, which is not something we ordinary Miao people can pursue.
Even if someone catches the saint, they will still be hated by those saints, and some of them will be killed before they even get married."
"oh?"
Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Are you so overbearing?
Then I would like to see it."
"Brother Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
Ling'er couldn't help being surprised when she saw the playful look on his face.
"Haha, let's chase a saint and have fun!"
Ye Fan touched his chin and smiled lightly.
The female insect emperor left the secret realm of Bauhinia, leaving him only a deep-seated word.
He was very curious about what the purpose of the female insect emperor was.
Anyway, Ye Fan can already confirm that this Miao Jiang should be Shen Miao.
Let's make peace with it now! As an outsider, the possibility of him investigating the female insect emperor in Shenmiao is extremely slim.
In this way, he had to take advantage of the situation! The election of Miao girls was a good opportunity, and Ye Fan would not miss it easily.
Ye Fan said casually, causing Ling'er's face to change suddenly.
"Brother Ye Fan, please don't do anything stupid! If you want to get married in our Miao territory, many Miao girls will not refuse!"
Although the language was a bit confusing, Ye Fan could tell that she was worried and not looking down on herself.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Maybe there is a saint who will not open her eyes and fall in love with me!"
"you!"
Seeing Ye Fan's firm attitude, Ling'er's eyes filled with mist, and then she ran down the mountain angrily.
The people from Heishan Miao left Hua Miao Village in the middle of the night. At this time, the sky was getting brighter and Hua Miao Village was already safe.
Ye Fan followed her from a distance and came to a stilted building at the foot of the mountain.
Ling'er pushed open the door of the stilted building and ran into a room.
When Zhuoma heard the sound and came out, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ye Fan standing at the door intact.
"Ye Fan, you are back!"
"Um."
Ye Fan nodded and smiled: "Brother Zhuoma, thank you very much."
"It's okay."
Zhuoma smiled generously.
Ye Fan thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said: "Brother Zhuoma, after all the trouble, I will leave now."
"Then...then walk slowly, I won't send you away."
Zhuoma pointed to the mountain road to the north: "You need to go to the Damiao Village in Heimiao. Follow this mountain road and you can see it after climbing over two mountains."
"Thanks for the advice!"
Ye Fan nodded and shouted to the room in the stilted building.
"Ling'er sister, I'm leaving. We are destined to meet again!"
Ye Fan left Huamiao Village and followed the path into the mountains.
According to the guidance of Mr. Zhuoma, you only need to go north along this path to reach Damiao Village.
There is a saying that goes, "Look at the mountain and run to death."
Ye Fan walked for several hours before he could barely climb over a mountain.
There was a river flowing under the mountain, and Ye Fan felt that swimming was faster than walking.
Before I knew it, it was getting bright.
Just when Ye Fan was about to enter the hill behind, a small boat floated in the river.
The mountain breeze brings a sweet song.
Ye Fan turned around and saw a Miao man wearing a raincoat riding a boat. It was he who was singing.
"Friend, friend, can you give me a ride?"
Ye Fan quickly ran to the river, waved and shouted.
The boat slowly sailed towards the river, and the Miao man waved to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was overjoyed.
Only a ghost would be willing to climb a mountain if there is a boat to ride on.
Ye Fan quickly got on the boat and thanked him repeatedly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the Miao man took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, he was immediately dumbfounded.
"Brother Ye Fan, sit tight, we are about to sail!"
It turned out that this Miao man was Ling'er! Ye Fan quickly sat down and asked: "You... Ling'er, aren't you angry with me?"
"I'm still angry!"
Ling'er pursed her red lips and hummed softly: "However, I also want to go to the flower festival in Damiao Village, so I'm just picking you up along the way, lest you think our flower seedlings are not hospitable!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he felt even more embarrassed.
He clearly remembered last night that Ling'er said that going to the flower market didn't start until night, and that girls like them from the Miao village would spend a whole day preparing.
But the sun is just breaking now, and there are still more than ten hours before the flower market.
This girl must have thought that climbing mountains and wading in rivers was too hard, so she sneaked out.
"Yes Yes Yes."
Ye Fan felt guilty and smiled awkwardly.
The two stopped talking.
Ling'er held the boat and quickly bypassed the mountains and entered an open valley plain.
In the distant mountains, you can faintly see a large village surrounding it.
The curling smoke slowly rose into the sky, and someone in the village had already started making breakfast.
Ling'er stood on the bow of the boat, with her back to Ye Fan.
The sunlight hits her body, exuding the special charm of a Miao village girl.
She turned her head slightly and asked quietly: "Brother Ye Fan, are you really going to pick the saint's flowers?"
"Let's decide whether to pick it or not."
Ye Fan laughed and said curiously: "Sister Ling'er, you came out early in the morning. Brother Zhuoma, do you have any objection?"
"Daddy doesn't know I'm out."
Ling'er shook her head and turned to look at Mark: "Brother, if...if the saint doesn't like you, will you accept flowers from other girls?"
She asked the question seemingly casually, but her expression was very awkward.
A red cloud dyed her cheek, and she didn't know if it was from the sun.
Ye Fan did not answer, looked at the clear river water, and said lightly: "Miao Village is a good place, but my home is not here."
Ling'er's delicate body trembled suddenly, she turned around and continued to row the boat with her head hanging down.
Ye Fan could see it clearly.
Drops of tears fell into the river and mixed with the water.
"Alas..." Ye Fan sighed and huddled into the cabin.