All that happened was his face slowly turned purple, and he became increasingly hazy, though he remained suspended in mid-air, still swinging the little demon on the swing. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier.,But after all, that was just theory. In reality, he had just locked the bathroom door with a click when an accident occurred, and he found himself transported to the Ming Dynasty during the Jiajing reign. Now, he stood dumbfounded on this bridge, full of historical charm, gazing at the flowing river...,During the Jiajing reign of the Ming Dynasty, year thirty-six, this was a good era.。