The Legendary Janitor
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?
Not a Monk
Taking over the reins of the wagon, Di Tou looked at the horses for a moment, unsure of what to do, before carefully patting them on the mane twice.
Of the two horses that were drawing the wagon, one let out a pleasant neigh and leaned into Di Tou's palm while the other shivered and tried its best to hide away. Glancing at the two, Di Tou thought for a moment before realizing that the horse that was happy was a little dumb, while the one that was shying away was able to sense his aura and, in turn, was terrified by the power he possessed.
Sighing, Di Tou realized that controlling his power involved a lot more than just his strength. Although he hadn't learned any techniques to specifically hide his aura, with the difference in strength between him and a common horse, the horse really shouldn't be able to tell that he was abnormal if he wasn't actively using his aura to pressure it.