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 they approached the village, the soft, sickly scent of blood rose in the air, and the monk couldn't help but have his expression darken as he got closer and the putrid scent grew in intensity. Looking at the situation… it would be hard for even his master to say that he was fully confident in dealing with the situation.
Behind him, Di Tou also couldn't help but let out a deep frown. Although he couldn't be considered a professional on Yin Bodies, at the very least, he had done some preparation and research before arriving. This level of carnage… was not something a Yin Body could cause.
Although they were powerful entities and often had great resentment, they were ultimately more like a force of nature than they were unique sentient beings. Thus, although they might have the ability and power to wipe a village or kingdom off the map, most of the time, they could only kill in groups of one or two and only strike once or twice a week.