Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 103 Ming Nu

No answer, no sound.

He was the only one who spoke in the entire space. It took only a split second for him to go from being unnoticed to being the target of the ghost's attention.

But the next second, someone shared the gaze.

The woman who appeared in the sight was not a familiar figure, but Muzan. Although she looked like someone he had never seen before, it did not affect the conclusion.

"Bow your head. Kneel. Bow down before me."

The familiar sound was followed by the thud of something heavy hitting the wooden floor. It was very clear, uniform and very pleasant to the ear. At any other time, Lin Guang would be willing to pay more attention to watching the Lower Moon gathering in front of him.

But this time he wasn't interested.

With Muzan present and the Lower Moons also around, Rinko lost the opportunity to ask Naruto for an answer, but fortunately Muzan was present, so he just had to wait until the meeting was over and then ask Muzan directly.

Where did tiredness go? Why did the mountain become like that? Why are there no familiar figures here?

Rinkou, as always, was completely lost in his own thoughts until that familiar name came out of the mouth of the superior.

"Lei was killed."

Everything else was blocked out of the ears, only this sound reached the ears most clearly, but it failed to successfully activate the brain. The usually active thoughts were unexpectedly stuck at this time. For a moment, Lin Guang could not understand what these words meant together.

After a brief pause, he raised his head and saw Muzan's back.

His brain started working again, and he belatedly realized what Muzan was saying, and suddenly understood why this group of Lower Moons gathered here.

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Rui is indeed not strong enough. In fact, the title of the Lower Five says a lot. The Twelve Demon Moons are divided into the Upper and Lower Moons. In this list ranked by strength, Rui is already in the lower moon, which is not very strong. The lower moon is still in fifth place, and it can be said that he may fall off the list at any time.

Lin Guang knew clearly that there was a huge gap between Rui and the upper ranks he was familiar with. It was a chasm that Rui could not cross, but this knowledge did not mean that he would think that Rui would be killed by the demon hunters.

This is beyond imagination.

It also happened at a time he least expected.

Of course, ghosts will die too. They will be burned to death by the sun or have their heads chopped off by ghost hunters. He has faced the situation of his friends leaving many times.

Lin Guang thought that he should have started to get used to it.

But why was he as confused and helpless as the boy who returned to the shore?

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This was not a gathering, it would be more appropriate to call it a reckoning. The useless Lower Moon demons were eliminated. When Muzan walked in front of him, Rinko subconsciously raised his head. The sharp spikes pierced through his flesh and deeply penetrated his throat. The last thing Rinko saw was one of the Lower Moon demons falling in front of him.

"Do you have anything to say, Rinkou?"

Is he in a condition where he can speak now?

The sudden severe pain made his eyes lose the ability to focus. His dilated pupils could not even see the face of the person in front of him. The sound seemed to come from farther away. The only clear thing was the beating of his heart. His eardrum was almost itchy from the vibration of his heart. Blood was flowing, but it was not his own, but the blood injected by the thorn.

Not until the spike was pulled out of his neck did Lin Guang regain the right to breathe, and his body naturally fell forward to the ground due to inertia.

"After that, where should I go?"

The damaged vocal cords recovered quickly, and blood foam was choked out of the nose and throat during breathing, making the voice seem unclear.

Muzan did not answer his question, and the feet remained in his sight. The passage of time was not of reference at this time. Maybe it was only a few seconds, or a few minutes, but Lin Guang felt that it was as long as several years. He could feel every detail of the destruction of his body. The repaired blood vessels shattered in the next second, until this process disappeared. His palm regained control, pressed into the blood, and mobilized the muscles to support the body.

"Well done, you've improved."

Ghosts don't leave scars. No matter how much damage they sustain, they recover quickly, unnoticed by others. Therefore, pain exists only in one's own memory. Once the painful memory is discarded, the pain is forgotten.

Lin Guang has always done this.

When his palm stroked her short hair, Lingguang lowered her head obediently, relying on the peace of mind brought by the touch to put all distracting thoughts behind her.

"I'm very happy that you are satisfied."

His palm left his head, and on his raised head was a smile that was familiar to Muzan.

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Muzan did not answer Rinko's question, and he did not answer until he left, but this silence was also an answer.

Rinko was left behind once again, this time in Mingnu's territory.

"How big is it here?"

Is this the question that Rinko often asks Mingnu, because she is one of the few creatures here that can breathe.

Muzan is not here most of the time. Whenever he comes, he leaves quickly. The mess on the ground will be cleaned up by Mingnu. When Rinko remembers to ask, she will just sit quietly like she is now.

Holding her pipa.

Mingnu doesn't like to talk and doesn't often answer Rinkou's questions.

"If I were to play the pipa, would it have any effect?"

The outstretched hand will not be blocked, and the fingers will pluck the strings, producing sounds that have never been heard before.

Mingnu doesn't look like a living creature, but more like a plant. However, she is indeed a living, moving ghost, but the frequency of her movement is too low.

"Can you speak?"

"meeting."

"Ah, you're talking."

Such conversations have taken place before.

But if he continued to ask the same question, Mingnu would no longer pay attention to him.

If it is another problem, it is often ignored.

"If I run straight from here to that side, will I get out, or will I run into something?"

Mingnu didn't speak or look up, so Lingguang just walked on his own. In such a space, he was actually very free, because he didn't have to worry about encountering other creatures, nor did he have to think about where to live. He could stay in any room and open any window and rush in.

He doesn't need to remember the route while running. When he stops and gets tired, or sits down at some point and hears the sound of a pipa, he will be back to the starting point.

Of course, not all places could be so damaged. For example, he had accidentally opened a window before, only to be met with six eyes turning towards him. Completely subconsciously, Lin Guang withdrew his leg from the window frame, slowly retreated, gently closed the window, and quickly left.

"Is Kokushibo here too?"

“He often rests here.”

Mingnu said so, and Rinkou blinked, said "oh", and then tried to avoid the dangerous area. But this was just his hope, and Rinkou himself didn't remember where he would actually go.

After all, this seemingly infinite space is expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye every day, or every minute and every second, and is constantly changing. Lin Guang can't even remember where he set out last time.

He had run to a very far place before, where there was no such house. He saw a wider space, and within the empty space there was a real area, but it exuded a familiar feeling that Lin Guang did not like, and he always abided by the rules, so he had never set foot in that territory.

"What's that over there?"

Rinkou asked out of habit, not expecting an answer. Mingnu's answers seemed to be random, not even based on her mood, because Rinkou didn't sense any changes in her mood; she was always so quiet.

"It's Douma-sama's territory."

Unexpectedly, she answered this time, but Rinkou had already gotten used to the fact that Naruto's answers were completely random, so she just nodded slightly and said "oh".

"Oh."

Mingnu didn't look at him, and Rinkou didn't look at her either.

"No wonder I didn't want to go."