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?
Walking through the fields with the scholar, Fu Hao Xin's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly. Perhaps it was the instincts of a hunter, but something about the scholarly man made all his hair stand up on end, although he hadn't shown any signs of being dangerous, and all of the men in the army didn't pay him much mind.
Still, knowing he would at least live until he led them up the mountain, Fu Hao Xin's heart gained a little more confidence, especially as he saw the majority of the army didn't look to be equipped with bows. If anything really went wrong… although he wasn't confident in saying he could escape unscathed, by taking advantage of the familiar terrain and a few of the hideouts, he should be able to slip away in the midst of the chaos. Then it would be up to the good Heavens above if he managed to live, died to beasts, or was caught by the army.