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?
If that was all, although Di Tou would have investigated more, he might have called it a promising lead. After all, the dead couldn't speak, and although it was odd to find humans up on the mountains, it wasn't rare to find a few fools who went up the mountains seeking wealth and treasure only to die due to overestimating themselves. The beasts weren't some sort of pushovers.
But, looking at the corpses, Di Tou could easily see that they bore lethal wounds that were delivered by weapons, not bear claws. Seeing this discrepancy, it was obvious that there was something suspicious. Then, doing a bit of counting, Di Tou could easily see that there were three bodies. This matched up with the information that there were originally four pursuers, and one was struck down at the foot of the mountain, leaving behind three.
The only problem was where the other party was. Where was Fu Hao Xin?