Only Shang Jingchen's voice could be heard continuing: "As long as you can bless Zhixing to wake up soon, I will burn incense every morning and night, and offer mountain delicacies, fine wine, and good food."
The moment his voice fell, the incense that had just been lit flared up directly.
If Shang Jingchen still had his memories, he would have known this scene was déjà vu.
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