C57 'Monstrous mother.'

A monstrous genius could only be a monstrous genius. Gongsun Zaitian could be considered one of the top monstrous geniuses, but to be able to give birth to him, he was definitely an oddity among monstrous talents.

At this time, Murong Fenghuang sent someone to 'invite' all the doctors from the town over, of course some of them were invited, while some were kidnapped.

Not only that, even the doctors in the nearby towns were not spared, they were all gathered in the tavern, and lined up one by one to give Murong Fenghuang his number.

"Doctor, I want to see if my fetus is unwell!" Murong Fenghuang was kind but also anxious, worried and frustrated.

This was because when he returned to the inn, he discovered that the fetus in his stomach had become immersed in silence, causing her to feel as if her heart had never left her throat.

"Er, madam, please let me check your pulse!" An old doctor with a kind face said.

She stared at the doctor's face with all her might, as if she was trying to find some clues from his face. Actually, Murong Fenghuang was waiting for her answer, she was afraid that she would hear the answer she did not want to hear.

"Ugh ?" In this old man's opinion, the pulse is hidden and urgent, false and unstable, it is a sign of premature death. Madam, please grieve, I'm afraid ? "Aiya!" The doctor stroked his beard and spoke slowly, but before he could finish he was replaced by a scream.

Murong Fenghuang's face was filled with anger, there were even pieces of flower vase in her hands, it was truly infuriating, the moment there was a disagreement, she would make a move, this was not like how Murong Fenghuang usually did.

"Dumb doctor, why don't you try talking nonsense again?" Murong Fenghuang pointed at the old doctor, his posture making it hard to tell if he was feeling well or not, but it was obvious that he was furious.

"Aiya, this old man was wrong, this old man was wrong, it is a sign of great joy, the baby in my womb is unharmed, it really is unaffected!" The old doctor was regretting his action of intimately touching the vase just now. He realized his mistake and immediately corrected himself. That should be fine, right? Didn't he say that he wouldn't be beaten up again?

"You still dare to make up nonsense?" As Murong Fenghuang said this, she picked up the inkstone from the table and was about to smack it down, but she could feel the abnormality of the fetus in her stomach, as if it had fallen into a coma. How could Murong Fenghuang not be angry?

"Do you want me to say yes or no?" The old doctor was on the verge of tears. He was too old, and his diagnosis had never been wrong, so how could he meet such an unreasonable woman today? She was unreasonable and easily touched people.

"Someone, drag him out and beat him until he's willing to give a proper pulse check. "Next!" Murong Fenghuang roared towards the door, frightening the guard so much that she cringed her head, not daring to make a sound.

In a moment, two people, who didn't even dare to look at Murong Fenghuang, pulled the bleeding doctor and ran towards the backyard. The lady had already said that she wanted to beat Murong Fenghuang up, so she had to carry it out. Of course, when the two of them entered, they also cleaned up the broken vase on the floor and placed a new vase inside.

It was because Situ Qingtian had instructed her to use other things to smash people, to the point of killing them, and to use vases to make people feel that it was very shocking, and also gave people the illusion that their heads were about to burst open, and that they wouldn't really hurt people at all. Moreover, the price was cheap, the goods on the floor were several boxes of silver, and they were all piled at the back of the pile.

"Aiyo, another one. What's the number of places already?" The spectator by the side muttered in a low voice. Let's just call him the Watcher Armor for now.

"From this morning onwards, there are twenty-nine of them. Yesterday, there were still a dozen more, and not only were they beaten until their heads were bleeding, they even had to be pulled to the back to hit a board. Look at them, they are all at least fifty years old, and I think the oldest is almost a hundred years old. What did these people do? " The other customer replied. He hadn't been here since the morning, and even though he drank one bowl after another of tea, he refused to leave. The waiter even wondered if this fellow didn't have any money with him.

"You don't know? I heard that there was an assassination yesterday and the assassin ran away in the end. These people might be accomplices of the assassin, interrogating him!" Anyone who is suspected of it will have to be tortured. " Another spectator joined in.

If Gongsun Ztian had been present, he would have said, "I heard that there aren't many people who are reliable, let alone believe in others."

I think it was during the assassination that the leader of the Situ Family people got injured in an important area, so she asked a doctor to come and treat them. Look, there are a few that are doctors, and there are also doctors from our town. Sigh, that's Lin Town's doctor, when I went to visit my third uncle's elder aunt's fifth cousin, I went to look for him to check on his pulse. The first man corrected him again.

"What are important parts?" The guard asked doubtfully.

"Stupid, of course it's a man's life, a woman's gospel!" The first customer was a big brother who knew everything. Don't worship this big brother, this big brother was just like a legend.

At this time, Situ Qingtian and Zhuge Feier were listening to the discussions of the spectators, and paying attention to the situation inside.

"Big Brother Qing Tian, you sacrificed so much this time, you can't have really gotten injured there, right? How can big sister endure this? " Zhuge Feier made a rare joke.

"Sigh, it's also the first time I've seen her deal with things this way. It doesn't seem like the usual her, her behavior is really abnormal. "Oh right, she was with you when the assassins tried to kill her. Did you guys really not get any assassination attempts?" Situ Qingtian tried to change the topic.

Zhuge Feier also restrained her joke and said affirmatively: "Definitely not, not to mention assassination, I did not even see a shadow of a person, and my bedroom also went through a special process, let alone whether the assassin could come in, it is impossible for them to poison the house from outside. When Elder Zhao was sweeping the battlefield, didn't he find a few assassins who were severely injured and fainted in the weeds near my bedroom? I think that expert must have been nearby to protect me and my sister, so all of your plans were for naught. "

"Then since your sister hasn't been attacked or taken the wrong medicine, what disease is she suffering from today?"

"Do you think it's because of that hidden illusion master?" Zhuge Feier said in a low and mysterious voice.

Mentioning the hidden expert, Situ Qingtian shut his mouth. The bloody scenes were still fresh in his mind, and could not be erased from his memories. He had talked about it with the Elder Zhao before, but the Elder Zhao had denied that the clan's experts in illusion techniques had acted on their own.

Situ Qingtian thought, "Since that expert can save them, then there is even less need to hurt them! Fei'er's idea could be rejected. But who was this so-called master of illusion techniques? "Why would they spare no effort to help their own side?"

The reason why Situ Qingtian asked the illusionist to spare no effort was because none of these illusionist were able to achieve such a 'magnificent feat'. After confirming what Situ Qingtian said was true, the group of clan experts that were secretly nurtured by their illusion techniques all treated the hidden illusionist with utmost respect, with a sense of respect as their master. It could be seen how powerful the illusionist was, but the clan illusionist had also said, using this illusion technique would take a long time, so at least their Spirit power would need a long time to nurture him.

The farce went on, and the doctor was still out of luck. At this moment, Gongsun Ze Tian had already sunk into a coma.

"I say, boss, how long has it been since you made yourself look so miserable again and ran into the Heaven Punishment Order!" The kid appeared in front of Gongsun Zaitian.

"Do you think I'm thinking, or else my strength is too low. I wouldn't have taken care of a few petty thieves and ended up like this." Gongsun Ztian said helplessly.

"Boss, let's take it easy next time, this is the hundredth life. The trade agreement between me and that old guy was only to let you go through a hundred lifetimes, but if you die after a hundred lifetimes, I didn't even know that you would continue to travel to another world. Or is it just going to end like this? "

"He won't wear it again? Are you serious? My miserable transmigration has ended? " Gongsun Zaitian was very surprised by this answer. One had to know that even he himself was somewhat numbed by this kind of inexplicable transmigration. He even felt that death was just the beginning of another reincarnation. Life and death were just processes. What happened in the process was different.

This was like starting point to ending point. There were many paths, and each path was a process. Each path had a different path, but one that led to the end point. This was life. This road may be rough or comfortable, but we have to face it with a peaceful mind. The goal is to reach the end. We have to go even if we are happy, we have to go even if we are unhappy.

In fact, Gongsun Ze Tian had already figured this out long ago. He suddenly felt like he had been separated from another world. He was no longer immortal and he would no longer leave this world that he did not want to leave for any reason.

"Of course, haven't you had enough fun? A hundred ways to die are not enough, and you still want to try a thousand ways to die? " The little kid's little mouth pouted in disdain as he spoke, interrupting Gongsun Ze Tian's train of thoughts.

"Forget it. I don't like the weird way you died. Try to find anyone you want. Don't look for me anyway. I won't serve you." Gongsun Ztian waved his hand and refused.

"What a pity!" The brat spoke with a bit of regret.

"That's right, I came here at the right time. I want to ask you, how will I enter this place in the future?" The last time when Gongsun Ztian was in a rush to ask a question, he had crossed over and returned just in time to ask it.

"Since you have now identified yourself as the master of a Heaven Punishment Order, there are a total of two ways you can enter here. One is like now, of course, when you are unconscious and in a coma, the Heaven Punishment Order will automatically suck in your spirit and soul into your body to protect you. The other way is that with your current mental strength, you can barely do it, and that is, use your mental strength to form a teleportation link between your soul and the Heaven Punishment Order, and then the soul can follow the link and enter the Heaven Punishment Order. Of course, there's still another way, but your current strength is lacking, so when you reach a certain strength, you will absorb your own flesh and blood into the Heaven Punishment Order, and this is your world, so you can do whatever you want, impressive! " After he finished speaking, the little kid had a complacent look on his face. This made Gongsun Ze want to send him flying with a kick.

"I still have another question. Why are the other transmissions done through space and time?"

"I'm not sure about that. After all, I don't decide when and where you will teleport to. I only decide the method you will teleport to." The kid spread his hands out to either side, shrugged, and made a 'I don't know' gesture.

"Time, it really gives me a headache. I'm now suspecting that a lot of things that should not have happened have happened instead because of my arrival, this is completely different from the things I learned in my previous life. I don't know what kind of changes will occur in the future, and whether or not my fate will be completely changed because of some decision I made."

"Fate's trajectory cannot be changed so easily. However, given your situation, I will not be able to judge it. Perhaps you really do have the ability to change the course of events." Time is like a trajectory. If you fluctuate in one place, then there will be a complete change in another place. This is an inevitable event. " The kid told Gongsun Zaitian everything he knew and understood.

"In other words, I've changed my history. I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing." Gongsun Ze Tian sighed with emotion.

"Oh right, your spiritual force has recovered quite a bit. You can go back now. Don't disturb my sleep!" The brat impatiently chased after Gongsun Zaitian.

"So fast, how can he recover his Mental Energy so quickly?" Gongsun Ze Tian asked in astonishment.

"Firstly, because you entered this place with your mind energy, under the dual use of the Illusory Dragon Pearl and the Heaven Punishment Order, your mind energy will be recovering at a slow pace. Secondly, your strength is too weak, you are completely unable to change the time inside the Heaven Punishment Order, so it is already the evening of the second day after you returned, and the time is not short at all."

"So you're saying that it's been almost 40 hours since I got back from the Assault, and my mental energy recovery speed is also fast enough. I originally thought it would take a few days, but I still need the help of the Illusory Dragon Pearl." As Gongsun Ze Tian calculated the time, at the same time, he felt that he had picked up a treasure, a super treasure.

"Can we go back now?" The kid smiled and made a inviting gesture.

"Right, I remember the last time ?" Gongsun Zaitian pretended to remember.

"What?" The brat was a little confused as he moved closer.

Bang.

"Ah... You're f * cking tricked me! " The little kid was sent flying by Gongsun Ze Tian's kick. An object similar to a meteor streaked across the sky, mixed with the little kid's howls.

"I told you to kick me last time, hmph." Gongsun Ze Tian's face was full of pride. He could only say that this fellow was too vindictive.

It would be better to meet the King of Hell than to provoke a madman.