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?
Rubbing his palms together, the guard put on a crooked smile while saying, "We here at the WuYa City North gate don't take any donations. But… seeing that your brother and you are so good-hearted, I can't help but want to shake your hand."
Nodding in understanding, Di Tou cupped the silver pieces in his palm and shook the guard's hand while saying, "Ah, what an honorable tradition, it's my fault for beeing too zealous, but you'll have to let us buy you a drink someday."
Feeling the silver pieces in his palm, the guard's smile grew wider, and he said with a nod, "Of course, of course. Alright, you two seem clean. You can head on in."
"Haha, thank you."
Nodding at Wu Kong to follow, Di Tou walked inside the city with no trouble at all. Indeed, it seemed like no matter where you went, some things never changed, ah?