Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Of course, the discussion was fruitless, because no matter how many plans there were, when it came down to Rinko, none of them would be possible. Knives were difficult to use; fists and feet were powerless; using dirty tricks would make people look down on them; poisoning was unrealistic and inappropriate (Akaza strongly opposed it).

"But it doesn't matter. The little guy has been moved to another place anyway."

The conversation ended with Jifutaro's words. He shifted his gaze, and the old man trembling in the corner became his target.

"what!"

The extremely oppressive gaze pressed over, and Bantian Gou screamed and shrank back, holding his head.

"After all, it's the Upper Four... just consider it a way to relax."

Akaza glanced over, his tone filled with dissatisfaction. He seemed timid, but in reality, he was beneath him. He hadn't even attempted a challenge in all these years, so it was clear he was a worthless fellow. But at least he was level four, and if he looked so cowardly... he wouldn't dare set his sights on Rinkou, which was a bit of a guarantee.

Following the push of Akaza's hand, Rinkou took a step forward, walked to Hantengou, knelt down properly, and bent down to greet him.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Lingguang. I hope you can guide me in the future."

Hantiangou ignored his greeting, didn't even give him a glance, but looked at Mingnu instead.

"I can already leave now..."

In response, Mingnu raised her hand, and when it fell, there was a sound of pipa, from the ground to the ground, the difference was that the surroundings were already pitch black.

"Is this where you live? It looks a lot better than Akaza-dono's."

Linguang looked up and surveyed the surroundings. The dilapidated house, made of wood, didn't look particularly sturdy, but at least it was a temporary shelter, and ghosts wouldn't feel cold anyway. Compared to the days of digging holes in the mountains with Akaza, this was indeed a lot more sophisticated.

"Don't be so familiar, kid. I don't mean to keep you here. I only let you come here because I have no choice... I don't want this, I don't want it at all. I'm weak so I can't protect you. You have to protect yourself, otherwise I will be punished..."

He talked a lot, even more than Douma, and his voice was sometimes high and sometimes low. Rinkou was quiet and just waited for the dog to finish talking for a long time before opening his mouth.

"Even though I'm not good at fighting... I can at least run, so don't worry."

Such words obviously could not reassure Bantiangou. In fact, he seemed not to believe a word of it. He just held his head, shook his head, and hid timidly in the corner of the bed, talking to himself non-stop. His voice became smaller and smaller, and Lin Guang gradually could not hear what he was muttering.

Ignored, Rinkou got up from the ground, walked around the house, and then walked around the house. Behind the house, there was a pile of chopped wood, which showed that this was once a human residence, and the dust accumulated on the wood proved that the real owner had not returned for a long time.

Maybe he was eaten by Hantengou, or maybe he died there, but this room has now become Hantengou's temporary shelter...

And from now on, it will become his.

It was surrounded by forests and far from human habitation, but even from the rooftop, I could see a village road in the distance down the mountain. It was a good spot.

Lin Guang sat on the eaves, gazing into the distance. The door beneath him opened, and Hantengou emerged. Night fell, and the distant lights gradually dimmed, marking the time when people were falling asleep. A good time for hunting.

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"Can I just stay here?"

"Huh!!!!"

Bantian Gou was so shocked by this sound that he let out a shrill scream.

There was no sign at all, and I had no idea when it disappeared. I only remember that the last time I sensed it was on the roof. At this moment, a sound suddenly came from behind me. Doesn’t this little ghost know that ghosts can really scare ghosts to death?

"Did I scare you? Sorry."

The scared little ghost immediately took two steps back to keep a distance from him in the next second, tilting his head and bending over to try to see the expression on his face clearly.

But what expression could there be on Bantiangou's face? Only his red eyes filled with tears and his permanently furrowed brows, forever expressing his fear.

He is indeed a scary kid. No wonder even Douma was punished because of him... He looks very weak, but it must be a disguise. Who knows what scary thoughts are hidden in his heart. There are no words in his eyes yet. Maybe this time he came to secretly find out about him and prepare to kill him and eat him.

Once such an idea comes up, it will expand infinitely, and the child's every move and every word seems to be testing and guessing.

Just leave him here to fend for himself... This thought flashed through Bantiangou's mind, but it only lasted a brief moment. The boy's strength might be a facade, or perhaps he really was strong enough, but if he truly wanted to harm him, then deliberately injuring him and then telling Muzan-sama wouldn't be out of the question...

We can't leave this kid here alone. If no one is watching, who knows what terrible things he will do.

"No, you have to come with me. I'm very weak, you have to protect me."

"OK--"

Lin Guang agreed readily, stood up straight after answering, and followed him obediently, just a few steps away, looking around, as if he was not curious about him at all.

But Hantengou didn't believe this illusion. It was definitely a pretense, a pretense of indifference to him, just to make him let down his guard. If Douma could be bewitched by him, this guy must be extraordinary.

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On the other hand, while Hantengou was brainstorming, Lingguang was completely emptying his mind.

Hantengu was very strong, not as strong as the four above him, but much stronger than the average wild ghost, so there was no need to worry about encountering any danger. Hantengu didn't seem to be interested in him, which meant he didn't have to spend too much time dealing with him. Akaza was right, this time he really came out to relax.

The environment is great, the people he gets along with are great too, and Lingguang hasn't felt so relaxed in a long time.

It's just that the old man looks a bit timid and easily frightened. He even thinks that being so weak is a threat. This is a bit difficult to understand.

But I deliberately stayed away from him and ignored him. I didn't think he would covet a ghost's head.

Lin Guang looked at the trees, the grass, the flowers, and the sky, until he slowly walked to the foot of the mountain and stepped into the human village, then he retracted his scattered thoughts.

Hantengou actually gets along very well with him, that's what Rinko personally thinks.

For example, they have no interest in each other, referring to each other's flesh and blood. For example, they are actually both good at sneaking in without being discovered. For example, Lin Guang will not compete with him for food, which seems to be a good match for him.

If only Bantiangou didn't feel like the whole world was out to kill him.

Lin Guang looked at Hantengou who was devouring human flesh, and saw the fear in the other party's cautious gaze, which was quickly withdrawn after being noticed.

Um......

It's impossible for a dog to think that just because he doesn't like to eat, he might like to eat ghosts...

Thinking this, Rinko fixed his gaze on Hantengu.

Seeing the other party immediately shrink back in shock and push the body towards him, he felt that this did not seem completely impossible.

But based on the comparison of their strength... who should be afraid of whom...?