Mu Yun'an persuaded him: "Before she died, she never forgot to ask Yan Jingxuan to forgive you. Naturally, she wanted you to live well.
Brother Yi told you last night that as long as you sincerely repent and seek forgiveness from the Buddha, you will naturally be able to see her and achieve consummation with her.
However, in the previous life, Brother Yi prayed before the Buddha for fifteen years before waiting for this opportunity to be reborn. It may take a little longer because of your sins.
But look at you now, it feels like you will die at any time. If you die, you will truly break the fate between you and her, so you have to think carefully."
Han Qiancheng understood what she meant, and he asked Xiao Chengyi: "How did you hold on?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "As long as I think about her, there is nothing I can't persevere in. It may be a little sad at first, but it will be fine once you get used to it."
It was indeed very difficult for him at the beginning, and he almost lost his life.
But after waking up, he found that he could see Yan Yan's soul.
Therefore, those fifteen years were not difficult at all for him. On the contrary, they were simply a gift, but he would definitely not tell Han Qiancheng these words.
After all, he didn't have to wait fifteen years. In fact, compared to him, Han Qiancheng was already lucky.
Han Qiancheng took a deep breath. Whether it was fifteen years or twenty-five years, he would wait no matter how long it took.
If there really is an afterlife, he wants to pay her back everything he owes her, give her the purest feelings, without deception or use, and make her carefree and happy, and make her the happiest woman in the world.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped at the Fansheng Temple.
Mu Yun'an got out of the car and saw the somewhat dilapidated gate of Fansheng Temple.
The three of them climbed up the stone steps and pushed open the half-open door. They saw that the place was overgrown with weeds.
Since Xuandu left, no one has lived here for a long time.
Qingying barely cleared a path, and everyone arrived at the main hall of Fansheng Temple.
The main hall was already covered with cobwebs. Xiao Chengyi stood under the Buddha statue, remembering his past life again in a trance.
For countless days and nights, he knelt in front of the Buddha and asked him over and over again, could he return Yan Yan to him?
Fortunately, the Buddha was merciful and allowed him to find his lost Yan Yan.
Xiao Chengyi ignored the mess on the ground, knelt in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you to the Buddha for your blessing. Disciples must remember the teachings and put the world's common people first.
Join hands with my beloved wife Yan Yan, and a group of relatives and friends to govern the country, so that there will be no more wars in the world, and the people will live in peace and harmony and prosper forever."
Mu Yun'an knelt down next to him, and also clasped his hands and knelt down devoutly: "The Lord Buddha is above me, and the believer Yan Yan prays sincerely, that there will be no more suffering for the people in the world."
Han Qiancheng looked at them, but he was a little shocked in his heart. It turned out that what they wanted was for the world to be peaceful and for the people to live in peace.
And what about him?
He knelt on the ground, looked at the compassionate Buddha above, and closed his eyes silently.
After Xiao Chengyi bowed three times, he helped Mu Yun'an up. He said to Qingying: "Let people clean up this place, repair what needs to be repaired, and add what needs to be added."
At this time, Han Qiancheng, who was kneeling on the ground, said: "Let me do it."
He got up, left the hall, and began to cut the weeds in the yard.
Mu Yun'an pulled Xiao Chengyi's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yi, how long are you going to let him stay here?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "It depends on my mood."
Mu Yun'an was speechless for a moment, but it would be good to let Han Qiancheng recuperate here, both physically and mentally.
She looked around and asked curiously: "Was I trapped in this hall back then?"