Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Jade pot.

Before getting along with him, Rinko had no impression of him. Whether it was the Upper Moon Conference or the subsequent encounters, his presence was not very clear.

But it wasn't like he didn't know anything about him. Kokushibo mentioned him, saying that although he was a bit strange, he was quite nice when he was able to talk. Douma also mentioned him and praised him highly, especially the pots that Douma displayed in his house. They were said to be made by Gyokutsu and looked quite good, and they could serve as a suitable safe haven for Rinko when she was avoiding Douma. Akaza's opinion of Gyokutsu was not so good. Akaza didn't eat women or children, so he didn't like Douma or Gyokutsu. Hantengu rarely mentioned him, but the only words that came out of his mouth were those who wanted to kill him and those who wanted to protect him.

Muzan didn't give any guidance to Rinko. He just told her a story one night, about how he found a jade pot in a fishing village by the sea and turned the person into a ghost. It was not interesting. Rinko closed her eyes before she could hear the whole story because of the rising sun.

"Although you have a greater appetite for children, you should at least be able to tell that I am a ghost and not a human, right?"

Rinko once tentatively spoke during meal time, and Yuhu's intense reaction showed that he was not very excited about becoming the next Douma. This was good news for Rinko.

Rinko's greatest appreciation for the pot comes from its size, which can accommodate him and the size of the bottle mouth, which is convenient for him to enter and exit. The second is the pattern on the bottle. If it is a natural element such as cloud pattern or flower, Rinko will like it more. But if it is some inexplicable or messy pattern, Rinko will touch his chin and start to think about the "art of language" displayed by Muzan.

"Well, it's very nice, very well-proportioned, very pretty, and it looks like she can put on a good show."

Lin Guang would applaud while searching for words in his mind to try to make Yu Hu happy.

There are indeed great individual differences between ghosts, but overall, they all have similarities.

For example, although everyone has different preferences, no one will refuse to recognize the things they love. As long as you accompany them to do what they like and express recognition and appreciation for their success, they will be very happy. They are ghosts, but they are also like children and can be easily satisfied.

Based on his previous experiences, Rinkou quickly mastered the way to get along with Yuhu. He did not comment on the child's diet, approved of the making of the pot, and expressed envy of his performance in hunting. The Upper Five would then be completely complacent, holding his head high and wishing he could raise it to the sky, and begin to feel smug.

It is easy to understand and easy to please.

The degree is second only to Akaza and Hantengu, and slightly higher than Douma. (Whether Kokushibo is understandable or easy to please is not within Rinko's consideration)

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"Ah, someone is approaching..."

Lin Guang tilted his head and looked into the distance. His own eyes were not enough to see the human body that had not yet reached his field of vision, but he could see that aura. If the humans he usually saw were the candlelight on the table, then those ghost hunters were the torches at night, which were obviously stronger.

"You can hide yourself, boy."

Yuhu had long been accustomed to this boy whose perception of humans was no less than that of a mouse to a cat. Yuhu had no appetite for this adult male whose flesh had become rough and covered with scars due to exercise, but killing a few people could help pass the time.

"of course."

Unlike at the beginning, Lin Guang's ability to hide himself has greatly improved. Even if he encounters a few ghost hunters chasing him, he can deal with it more calmly. Although he didn't panic as much as before.

When the ghost hunters arrived, they saw the pot standing firmly on the ground. As if sensing their confusion and curiosity, the pot suddenly wobbled as the ghost hunters gathered around it. After a few wobbles, the ghost that created it suddenly popped out without warning.

A vile, mocking heart.

Akaza also has this habit of scaring people, but he scares people more passively rather than actively... But compared with the two, there seems to be no difference, and Akaza's effect is even more terrifying.

After all, it's the difference between a fifth and a third...

"It's the Upper Moon! The Upper Five! Everyone, be alert! Be careful! Fall back! Send Crow to report to the lord immediately! Go and ask the Pillars for support!"

The crows that were originally circling in the sky immediately tilted their bodies and flew away after hearing the human voice.

Where will he go, to the pillar or the so-called lord?

Lin Guang looked at the two crows flying in different directions and was curious for a brief moment, but he withdrew his attention in that moment. It had nothing to do with him, so he let them go wherever they wanted.

"Ah—you want the so-called Pillar to help? But unfortunately, when the Pillar arrives, all he'll see are your corpses. That's such a shame... How about this? You all become my new creations, all made by ghost hunters. They'll definitely surprise the Pillar too!!!"

They weren't far apart. Sitting on the long corridor under the eaves, Lin Guang could even see the ghost hunter's Adam's apple moving as he swallowed unconsciously, and his fingers trembling unconsciously as he gripped the hilt of the knife. He must be very nervous, or rather, very scared...

Come to think of it, there are words in his eyes now. If he really wants to, he can actually go out and scare people...

But I still didn't try it.

During the brief time when Lingguang was distracted, those ghost hunters had become the materials in the pot. He couldn't see the production process, but he was not very excited. Could a group of adult men be transformed into something extraordinary after passing through the hands of the jade pot?

The pillar came very quickly, and it was difficult for Lin Guang to distinguish it just by appearance, but as soon as they met, they were separated.

"Water Breathing, Seventh Form, Shizuku Ripple Strike."

It's water.

It's the first time I've seen him.

A quick strike. Ghost hunters seemed to enjoy doing this, launching surprise attacks without warning, hoping to achieve victory in the shortest possible time and at the lowest possible cost.

But this attack did not really hit anything. The jade pot, along with the ghost and the pot, disappeared the moment the ghost hunter approached. In Lin Guang's vision, the jade pot immediately retracted into the pot, using short-distance displacement to dodge, but in the eyes of the ghost swordsman, it was as if it disappeared from the spot in an instant. He just held the blade, adjusted his breathing, sensed everything around him, and tried to find the disappeared pot.

"How rude! I haven't even introduced my work yet!"

With the clapping of the tender baby's palms, a pot emerged from the ground, and a thick black liquid gurgled out from the lake. Finally, what appeared in front of the ghost hunter were the corpses of the ghost swordsmen. His companions, whom he had searched for in vain when he arrived at the battlefield, appeared in front of him with their last breath, but except for their faces, they no longer had any characteristics of being human. Their hands and feet were twisted, and their bodies were broken. The Sun Wheel Sword pierced through them, and blood dripped onto the ground along the blade.

"You're the one who's being rude..."

He was unexpectedly calm. Even though his tone was unusually heavy compared to before, he was not like Feng who immediately went berserk after seeing the corpses all over the ground, or Lei who also became furious instantly.

Even though many years had passed since that time when the wind and thunder struck, Rinko still remembered it, perhaps because that was the first time he had seen a human pillar.

What is water like? What kind of last words will it leave before its head is crushed? Will it also struggle to insert the broken Nichirin sword into the demon's chest?

None of this really mattered, but Rinkou had nothing else to do.

Or, he could find something else to do.

The outstretched hand was aimed at the human swordsman who was gripping the hilt and taking a deep breath.

"We're human after all...it doesn't matter if we fail..."

With a thought, he lightly swept his palm across, and the man in his field of vision was momentarily obscured by his palm.

The man who was ready to launch an attack froze for a moment, his eyes darting left and right, but his original attack just stayed where it was, neither launched nor cancelled.

"Ok?"

It was not until the jade pot, which was ready for the next attack, made a sound that the man found his target and launched the attack instantly.

Yu Hu clearly saw that the pair of eyes looking at him were unfocused, which means that he did not exist in the man's field of vision, and he only identified his approximate location by the sound.

blind?

The jade pot moved again, but this time it made no sound. The man was completely frozen in place.

Are you really blind? You were fine just now?

If it weren't for the ghost hunters themselves...

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The ghost hunter who lost his vision was eventually eaten by hungry fish, and only the torn cloth and the knife scattered on the ground proved that he had existed.

"Hey, kid, did you do that?"

Lingguang was not interested in competing with the fish for food, nor was he prepared to touch the corpses of the ghost hunters that had passed through Yuhu's hands. Instead, he picked up the long sword with great interest. Unlike ordinary ghost hunters, the blade was sharper, the color was more beautiful, and there were words engraved on the blade. Is this the difference between the pillars? The previous sword was completely shattered by the accumulated anger, and he didn't have time to take a closer look.

"It's just a little try...it would be great if it could help."

"A little bit, it's a little useful."

Yuhu said this, and Lingguang picked up the knife, tilted his head and looked at the other party with a little surprise.

"You can actually compliment people? That's incredible."

"Don't be ungrateful, kid!"