"At that time, if the poor monk wants to repay this period of cause and effect again in the future, he may have to go to the next life, so if he can repay or give a few points in this life, the poor monk should not be stingy, otherwise these things outside the body will be buried in the wilderness with the poor monk, which is just a great waste."

Tang Sanzang said the matter of life and death with a peaceful and calm face, and the determination in it was overflowing.

At this moment, Yang Jian was very considerate of Tang Sanzang's abandonment...... Oh no...... I had to carry that guilt.

The holy monk did not want to evade responsibility, on the contrary, he was so affectionate and righteous, and he took on such a responsibility and guilt in his heart, which was tantamount to carrying a heavy burden on the road full of thorns on the westward journey.

"It really deserves to be the reincarnation of Master Jin Cicada, the style is no less than back then, and the sentiment may be even worse!"

For a while, Yang Jian felt that he was a little angry, the matter between the third sister and the holy monk was a private matter after all, but he was angry and blocked the holy monk from going west to learn scriptures, which was really a little undeserved.

Even when Yang Jian thought about it now, he felt a little guilty and said.

"Alas, Yang Jian was rude before, a daughter's coy appearance, it is really a gaffe, I waited for my husband to be born between heaven and earth, since he should have the ambition to embrace the sun and the moon, the holy monk is determined to purify all living beings with a hundred years of spring and autumn, and he does not dare to delay the journey on weekdays, but Yang Jian is blocking the holy monk with the love of his children, and he is rude and rude......"

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

"Holy monk, rest assured that the westward journey is just that, you and the sister's house, it is not too late to talk about the holy monk's westward journey, as for the holy monk's westward journey, whether it is the sister's sister or nephew, Yang Jian will take care of it carefully to ensure that there will be no problems."

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Not only Tang Sanzang, who was quiet on the surface, but also the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan, who originally planned to dissuade Yang Jian and avoid contradictions, even felt that her head was full of confusion.

The second brother wasn't like this just now, why did his attitude become like this in just a few words?

Shicai still claims to want Tang Sanzang to be responsible for this, and pay the price for it, why is it that between these words now, a brother-in-law can rest assured that he is going west, and everything in the family is watched by me, to ensure the safety of the mother and son, and he is fat in vain?

And although Tang Sanzang was also a little puzzled, his expression was not the slightest strange due to his years of qi cultivation kung fu, and he said very naturally while handing King Kong Zhuo to Yang Jian.

"Then there is Lao Zhenjun, it is difficult for the poor monk to be separated when he travels west, and he really needs to take care of Zhenjun a little more."

Yang Jian took the King Kong Zhuo and carefully put it away for his nephew, and replied. "Holy monk, rest assured, Yang Jian takes care of himself."

Immediately, Yang Jian paused, thinking that the third sister was happy, after all, the Yang family was the queen, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgia and joy in his heart, and at the same time, he was more and more satisfied with Tang Sanzang, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Holy ...... Why should Sanzang be so polite, and just call Yang Jian's name, but the word 'Zhenjun' is too polite. ”

"This ......"

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

For a while, Yang Jian could be said to be smiling, and he didn't notice that the expression of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan was getting more and more weird, it can be said that he wanted to speak several times and stopped, and couldn't help but quietly look at it again.

It's just that the Third Virgin Yang Chan didn't seem to react when she looked at Yi Nanping, and she didn't mind being misunderstood like this, so she suppressed that little impulse.

Immediately, just as Tang Sanzang and his entourage 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 a father, Yang Jian can take care of Sanzang and take care of his nephew, but Sanzang should leave a name for that child, so that he can stand on the ground between heaven and earth in the future."

"Second brother!"

When Yang Chan heard this, she protested hurriedly and said. "The matter of the holy monk's westward journey is imminent, so such small things should no longer hinder the time of the holy monk."

"Eh, that's no small thing!" As the elder brother, Yang Jian did not hesitate to reject Yang Chan's protest and said. "If a man has no name or surname, no father and no mother, how is it different from grass mustard? It's not even as good as a beast. ”

After a pause, Yang Jian asked Tang Sanzang again. "Sanzang, let's think about the name, maybe it's a little rushed, and it's better than having no name on the day of my nephew's birth."

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

Want a name?

In his previous life and in the future, Tang Sanzang thought of a name for a child for the first time, and in a hurry, thousands of nouns flashed in Tang Sanzang's mind, but he didn't seem to be able to capture anything.

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

"Agarwood!"

"Agarwood??" Yang Jian confirmed.

To tell the truth, it's not that Tang Sanzang is lazy, but at that moment, a certain feeling was so strong that it blurted out almost instinctively, and Tang Sanzang couldn't stop thinking about it at all.

However, the words have been said, Tang Sanzang no longer regrets it, but also feels that this name is indeed quite appropriate. "Well, whether the child is male or female, call it agarwood."

And Yang Jian read the word "agarwood" in his mouth, but he seemed to be more and more satisfied, and said.

"Agarwood, a collection of thousands of years of heaven and earth aura. And agarwood is popular in the Three Realms, whether it is the Buddha or the Tao, they are quite happy about this thing, in the name of agarwood, but there is a heart. ”

Obviously, Yang Jian's thinking angle was more on the position and safety of Agarwood in the future, and it seemed that he had realized Tang Sanzang's good intentions contained in it, and his heart was naturally more and more satisfied, and then asked.

"Sanzang, I don't know if it's the surname 'Tang', or your common surname 'Chen'?"

Tang Sanzang thought for a moment and said. "Amitabha, the four major monks are empty, only the Dharma name, no name, why do poor monks have a surname to pass on to Agarwood? And there is no surname, if the poor monk has the opportunity to report the cause and effect one day, it is not too late to say the surname. ”

"That's fine."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, without the slightest intention of taking the lead as an uncle to embarrass his father.

"In that case, then Sanzang and go west, please be more careful along the way, if there is something that Yang Jian can help, you can let the Great Sage go to the Judicial Heavenly God Temple to leave a word, Yang Jian will arrive!"

"Amitabha, Brother Yang has a heart."

Tang Sanzang folded his palms together and made a Buddhist salute to Yang Jian, the Three Holy Mothers Yang Chan and the rest of the demon clans, and then took the disciples to step on the Buddha light that had been "dried" for a while.