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?
Cleaning himself off, Di Tou looked at the bloody tub of water, and after some thought got rid of the majority of the water again using his Void Qi, before clothing himself with a fresh robe, refilling it partway, and going to find a rag.
While the water was still somewhat bloody, Di Tou figured that it was clear enough that he could probably clean off the mess in the room with it.
Starting from where the trail ended, just before the tub, Di Tou started scrubbing off the floor with hot water, trying his best to get the visible its and bits of blood out of the floor for now, as for the smell, that would have to be a problem for a later time.