On my first transmigration, I arrived in a beautiful little valley. A mature, virile gong and a blind, disfigured shou fell from the cliff beside it, and successfully ushered me into the farming life of that era. Mm, blissful.
On my second transmigration, I arrived in a sunny little valley. A handsome older man with power and influence and a haughty, pseudo-loli fell from the cliff beside it, and successfully ushered me into the chaotic life of that era. Mm, so complicated.
On my third transmigration, I arrived beside a small lake. A beautiful young woman fell from the cliff nearby, and years later successfully dragged me into a life on the run from assassins. Mm, so frustrating.
Fourth time, fifth time, sixth time... Lord Jin Yong, I know this is your territory now. Can't we stop transmigrating? My heart really can't take it!!!
