Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 102 Hello. Goodbye...

Lin Guang heard a story.

The story is about a child living by the sea who rescues a turtle and is taken to the Dragon Palace on the seabed, where he is treated to a feast. The boy is so engrossed in his play that he forgets the time. When he finally leaves, the Dragon Girl presents him with a jade box, warning him not to open it. Upon returning to land, the child discovers everything is gone. He opens the box, but finds neither his lost family nor the Dragon Girl's gift. Then, after a puff of white smoke, the boy transforms into an old man.

The story ends here. When Lin Guang heard it for the first time, he thought it was a somewhat puzzling story. Why would the boy forget his family and friends? Why would he play in a strange place for so long? Why did the dragon girl give him a meaningless box? If it was to repay a favor, why did he get nothing when he opened the box?

Lin Guang had so many questions that he couldn't sleep the whole day, but kept thinking about the meaning of this story.

After he had been thinking about it for a whole day without coming up with an answer, Rinko asked Muzan the question at nightfall, but the other party responded with a disdainful sneer.

"Only humans could come up with such a dull story."

This made sense, but Wuzan did not answer his question.

Perhaps he had already answered, that the story itself was meaningless. Just like the fairy tales in books in the past, and the people Lin Guang met who still believed in fairy tales, they were all just unrealistic fantasies.

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The small puppet was placed on the table. Lin Guang's craftsmanship had improved a lot compared to before. The expression of the small wooden sculpture was lifelike, and the numbers in the eyes were clearly carved. It was exactly the same as when Lei was standing in the moonlight and holding up the spider web the day before yesterday.

"Your results?"

Lei looked at the small wooden sculpture. Like the wooden sculpture, Lei had no expression on his face, but his tone revealed a slight joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Not even close."

Lin Guang stretched out his hand towards Lei, and the open palm shook up and down twice. Lei thought for two seconds, hesitantly pulled out the spider silk and placed it on the palm of his hand. He watched Lin Guang withdraw his hand before he was sure that he had guessed correctly.

Lin Guang wrapped the silk thread around his hand, and then carefully wrapped it around the outstretched hand of the wood sculpture. This was obviously not an easy job, and Lin Guang did it very seriously.

"Is it because the fragments of the Nichirin sword can't be made into such a thin thread?"

Tirelessly sweeping the room, he pulled and tugged at the silk thread that gathered the blade fragments on the ground together. The fragments were of different sizes and colors, but even the smallest one would probably be difficult to carve with the silk thread.

"Not exactly. After all, it's tiring to make, and using spider silk is definitely more suitable than carving it out of wood."

The wound silk threads were glued together, and the final product stood quietly on the table. Tired took a look at it. The pure white silk threads were almost glowing under the moonlight. Through the silk threads, the pair of wooden eyes were illuminated by the moonlight.

I have to say that Lingguang does have some skills when it comes to these useless little things.

Lin Guang admired the finished product, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground to rest.

"But only the tired ones can do this. It's hard for others to use the things on them."

Well, not everyone, actually. At least Rui knows that the Upper Two seem to be very good with ice, and that Rinko is actually quite good at making snowmen... But Rinko rarely talks about them. Is it because they're not familiar with each other? Or maybe... their relationship isn't very good?

Maybe both.

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Rinko has to leave the mountain once every month, and each time he stays for about one night to two or three days, depending on how far Muzan has moved. Every time he changes location, Rinko will be away for a longer time, and on such days, he will feel visibly more tired.

He likes Lei, likes staying with Lei, likes playing with Lei even more, and hopes that Lei can be happier.

So Lin Guang tried to go and come back as quickly as possible.

But most things in this world don't make sense, just like Lin Guang couldn't understand why the boy who was taken away by the turtle to repay his kindness was gone when he returned from the sea. He had only gone for a trip to the sea, but everything he knew was gone.

He didn't understand before.

I still don’t understand it now.

I only went down the mountain once to see Muzan, so why could I only see an empty mountain after trying so hard to come back?

It is actually inaccurate to say that it is empty. There are many members of the Demon Slayer Corps here, everywhere, but most of them are not swordsmen who are good at fighting, but those uncommon members called Hidden. Rinko wanders among the branches, trying to find a familiar figure.

but no.

He couldn't find any of the members of his 'family'. There was almost no trace of ghosts left on the mountain. All Lin Guang could find in the end were spiders with human heads, but those spiders had already been packed up and taken away.

So, where did the tiredness go?

Lin Guang asked himself.

He didn't know, but he couldn't keep looking.

Because two swordsmen with swords came over, one male and one female, one wearing a haori with two patterns, and the other wearing a haori with a pattern like butterfly wings, Rinko heard the hidden people calling them pillars.

Muzan ordered him to leave immediately upon seeing the swordsman. The moment Rinko saw the two men clearly, he turned around and left as quietly as he came.

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People who chase after the cold light often have this feeling: the person in front of them disappears without any warning, and the next second they lose sight without any warning. When they open their eyes again, they don’t know where they will appear, hell or heaven.

But it was the first time for Lin Guang to have such an experience, walking in the mountains, jumping high, and then falling infinitely without any warning.

He should have landed on the opposite rock, but a door opened where he should have landed, and the fall became a long one.

The reason why the word "falling" is used to describe it is because in Lin Guang's cognition, only falling cannot control the direction. Under the pull of gravity, it is impossible to make too many posture adjustments, and it is impossible to change the final direction. But in fact, gravity does not point to the fixed feet.

Instead, it kept changing, just like when he was thrown into the jade pot. The difference was that this time he could see clearly that there was ceiling everywhere, and it seemed to be floor, fences, corridors, handrails, and then windows. Fixed fragments of scenes made up a seemingly infinite space.

It took Lin Guang longer than expected to actually touch the ground. His feet touched the ground and his body fell down. With the help of his hands, his body tilted and rolled along the ground twice, completely cushioning the inertia of the fall and making the fall as silent as possible.

He had been to this place before, but not so suddenly, and it wasn't this big then.

The sound of the pipa rang out, and this time there was no door, but the position still changed.

The one kneeling in front of her was Naruto, and scattered around not far away were the Lower Moons. There was only one demon that Naruto could summon.

So Lin Guang was not surprised, but more curious. He habitually hid in the shadows until the scattered lower strings gathered together with the next sound of the pipa.

"One, two, three, four, five."

Lin Guang still remembered to count, but after counting, he seemed to realize the problem belatedly.

Lin Guang turned to the woman who was kneeling on the ground silently.

"Mingnu, are you tired?"