Great Tang: Cheng Chumo, Where Father and Son Love Each Other

Cheng Chumo knew he had transmigrated, but something about where he’d landed seemed off.

What kind of decent person transmigrates while hanging from a crooked tree?

Fortunately, he was hanging by the waist. If it had been by the neck, Cheng Chumo would have had to wonder if he’d taken the surname Zhu.

Perhaps it was better not to call it transmigration, but a fusion of two souls, with no important memories lost.