In 2026, a middle school history teacher in Chengdu suffered a heart attack when he was teaching the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom class and talked about the Tianjing Incident. When he woke up, it was Jintian Village in 1850, and he was a "holy soldier" who had just joined the army. I have a complete historical line from the Opium War to the Revolution of 1911 in my mind.
The first second he opened his eyes, a knife was held to his neck.
"Worship God! If you don't worship, you will die!"
Lu Yuanming - no, his name is Lu Chenzhou now - looked at the strong man in front of him with a sinewy face and a red scarf on his head, and had only one thought in his mind: This is not a dream.
Because it hurts.
The blade cut his skin, and blood flowed down his neck into his collar. He was forced to kneel down and a piece of rough bread was stuffed into his mouth. Surrounded by tens of thousands of people shouting: "Kill the demon! Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"
He looked down at his hands—rough, dark, and calloused. This is not the hand of a 35-year-old history teacher.
The last modern memory in my mind is the PPT projected in class: 1856, Tianjing Incident, death toll: about 30,000-40,000 people.
He is now in 1850.
