Transmigrating to the Late Ming, I’m Chased Through Three Streets as a Demon

My childhood friend and I transmigrated to the late Ming, and on our very first day, we were chased for three blocks as demons.

Just when I finally got close to Yuan Chonghuan, he was executed by slow slicing. Just when I finally got married, my wife was sacrificed and died. Just when my brother finally became a high-ranking official, he turned traitor and joined the Manchus.

I fought the Qing for 36 years, watching Chongzhen hang himself, Shi Kefa get killed, and Li Dingguo die of illness. In the end, I was the only one left. Using her blood to activate the Celestial Mechanism, I transmigrated back to the modern world.

Her portrait hangs in a museum, with a plaque beside it: “Died defending the nation against the Qing, aged 35.”

I stood before the painting, laughing and crying.

Damn it, whoever wants to transmigrate can go ahead.

Come in laughing, keep reading through the tears.