Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
As he was cussing, a white light covered the disciple's body, and a moment later, when the light faded, the disciple also disappeared.
Turning his head away, Di Tou looked around for a little while longer, and after not finding a hole that seemed particularly special and not having run into Wu Kong or An Yang again, he realized that time was starting to run short, and he should probably choose a hole soon.
Thinking for a while, Di Tou decided to go back to where he had entered and to pick the hole he had tripped on. In any case, every hole seemed roughly the same, so he might as well get rid of the hole that he tripped on so no one else would trip on it, right? Although the logic wasn't particularly sound, it was what Di Tou decided on nonetheless, so he trotted back over the mountain to where he had started and, after looking around a bit, figured out which hole he had started with.