"At that time, if I want to repay this cause and effect again in the future, it may be the next life. Therefore, if I can repay or give some points in this life, I should not be stingy. Otherwise, these external things will be buried in a wilderness with me in a wasteland."

Tang Sanzang said about life and death with a peaceful and peaceful expression, and his determination was beyond words.

At this moment, Yang Jian was very considerate of Tang Sanzang's abandonment... no... he had to bear that guilty feeling.

The holy monk did not want to escape responsibility. On the contrary, he, who values ​​love and righteousness, had such an extra responsibility and guilt in his heart, was tantamount to carrying the burden on the thorny road to the west.

"It's true that he is the reincarnation of Master Jin Chanzi. His character is no less than that of that year, and his sentiment may be even more important!"

For a moment, Yang Jian felt that he was petty. The matter between the third sister and the holy monk was a private matter after all, but he was angry and stopped the holy monk from traveling west to obtain the scriptures. It was a bit unfair.

Even Yang Jian even thought about it carefully, but felt a little guilty and said.

"Oh, Yang Jian was rude before, and his daughter looked hypocritical. He was really rude. We are born between heaven and earth. We should have the ambition to possess the sun, moon and universe. The holy monk is determined to save all living beings for a hundred years. He works diligently on weekdays and dare not delay the journey. Yang Jian instead blocked the holy monk with the long-lasting love of his children. He was rude and rude..."

After a pause, Yang Jian looked at Tang Sanzang whose eyebrows were jumping in front of him, and continued.

"Holy monk, please feel free to go west. It's not too late to talk about your family matters with her sister when she has gone through the journey to the west. As for the time when the monk travels to the west, whether she is her sister or her nephew, Yang Jian will take care of her carefully and ensure that there will be no problems."

???

Not only Tang Sanzang, who was calm on the surface, but also felt that his head was full of confusion.

My second brother was not like this just now, why did he become like this in just a few words?

Just now, he still claimed that he wanted Tang Sanzang to be responsible for this and paid the price for it. Why is it that my brother-in-law is at ease traveling west while talking, and I am watching everything at home to ensure the safety of the mother and son, and the fat and fatty?

Although Tang Sanzang was a little puzzled, his years of qi cultivation skills made his expression not at all strange. He spoke naturally while handing the Vajra Carving to Yang Jian.

"Then I will be fine. I will find it difficult to be able to clone my body when I travel west. I really need to take care of the Lord."

Yang Jian took the Vajra Carving and carefully put it away for his nephew, and replied, "Don't worry, Holy Monk, Yang Jian will take it upon himself."

Then, Yang Jian paused, and thought that the third sister was happy, and after all, the Yang family had a queen. While feeling a little bit of emotion and joy in his heart, he became more and more satisfied with Tang Sanzang, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Saint... Why should Sanzang be so polite? Just call Yang Jian's name. The word "True Lord" is too polite."

"this……"

Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment, but still responded to Yang Jian's meaning. "Amitabha, Sanzang is rude, Brother Yang, don't blame him."

For a moment, Yang Jian smiled and did not notice that the expression of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan was becoming more and more strange. He had to say something but stopped several times, and could not help but look at it quietly again.

However, the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan looked at Yi Nanping and seemed to have no reaction. She did not mind being misunderstood at all, so she suppressed the small impulse.

Immediately, just as Tang Sanzang and his party were about to say goodbye to Yang Jian and embark on the road to the west, Yang Jian suddenly asked.

"Sanzang, although his uncle is like his father, Yang Jian can take care of his nephew more for Sanzang, at least Sanzang left a name for the child so that he could stand upright in the world in the future."

"Second brother!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Chan protested urgently and said, "The Holy Monk's journey to the west is imminent. Don't hinder the Holy Monk's time any more of such a trivial matter."

"Hey, this is not a trivial matter!" Yang Jian, as his elder brother, dismissed Yang Chan's protest without hesitation and said, "If a person has no name or surname, no father or mother, how is it different from grass? He is even worse than beasts."

After a pause, Yang Jian asked Tang Sanzang again. "Sanzang, think about his name. Perhaps he was a little hurried, which was better than the day when his nephew was born without name."

Listening to Yang Jian's repeated persuasion, Tang Sanzang had no reason to refuse.

Think of a name?

In his past life, this was the first time Tang Sanzang thought of a name for his child. In a hurry, thousands of nouns flashed through his mind, but it seemed that he could not catch anything.

In an instant, it seemed that under some influence in the dark, a name subconsciously blurted out from Tang Sanzang's mouth.

"Agarwood!"

"Caramboo?" Yang Jian confirmed.

To be honest, it was not that Tang Sanzang was lazy. In that moment, some feeling was extremely strong. He almost blurted out his instinct, and he could not stop thinking.

However, after saying that, Tang Sanzang no longer regretted it. Instead, he felt that the name was indeed quite appropriate. "Well, no matter whether it is the child or the man or the woman, it should be called agarwood."

Yang Jian said the word "Agarwood" and seemed to be more and more satisfied, and said.

"Agarwood has gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for thousands of years. Moreover, agarwood is also popular among the three realms. Whether it is Buddha or Tao, they are quite happy with this thing. They are named agarwood, but they have a heart."

Obviously, the angle Yang Jian was thinking was more about the future position and safety of Chenxiang. He seemed to have experienced the good intentions contained in Tang Sanzang. He naturally became more and more satisfied and asked immediately.

"Sanzang, don't you know if it is the surname "Tang" or your secular surname "Chen"?"

Tang Sanzang thought a little and said, "Amitabha, the four elements of monks are empty, only the Dharma name, but not the name. Why did I have a surname to pass on to agarwood? And I don't have a surname. If I have the opportunity to repay the cause and effect in the future, it will not be too late to say that my surname is."

“Well.”

Yang Jian pointed a little, without any distracting the people, as his uncle, he made things difficult for his father.

"Since that's the case, then Sanzang will go west. Please be more careful along the way. If there is something Yang Jian can help, you can just let the Great Sage leave a message in the Temple of Justice Heaven. Yang Jian will definitely arrive!"

"Amitabha, Brother Yang is intent."

Tang Sanzang put his palms together and looked at Yang Jian, the three saints Yang Chan and the other demons all performed Buddhist rituals, and then he took his disciples to the Buddha's light that was "hanged" for a long time.
Chapter completed!