Chapter 185 - 179 Lu Xiuya 1
Kong Yan Bridge, legend has it that a woman named Kong Yan once kneeled here for three days and nights to seek justice for her father.
Of course, it’s just a legend.
On the white jade-colored bridge deck, near the railing, a disheveled painter is drawing portraits for the passersby. Nearby are Lin Fei and others, casually chatting as they follow a group of foreigners ahead.
A few children are frolicking around an old tree near the bridge, occasionally glancing this way, seemingly curious about so many foreigners gathering at once.
However, unlike other places, people don’t swarm around foreigners here.
"Regarding the legend of Kong Yan Bridge, let’s not talk about that now, but Yuan City is also a gathering place for ethnic minorities. So, there are some nice traditional activities," said the beautiful tour guide at the front, smiling sweetly as she explained.
"Traditional activities?" After being translated, William barely understood the term and nodded half-comprehendingly. "What kind of activities?" he asked.
"The Mask Festival. It started yesterday and will go on till the day after tomorrow. People here host various activities that require wearing masks to participate," the tour guide was pleased, being picked as one of the best-looking guides in the tourism bureau and lucky to get this job. Having the opportunity to guide such important people would be a significant merit on her resume later.
Walking on the bridge, William and his group saw several vendors with bamboo poles hanging different masks, although they couldn’t understand the vendors’ cries. But they could indeed feel the lively atmosphere around.