Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 140 Pot

Lin Guang wanted to stay with Hantengou for a few more days.

The reason is simple, there are ghosts here to play with him, and he can be put to use.

But facts have always proved time and time again that Lin Guang’s own opinion is actually not very important.

There are many invisible laws in the world. Most of them have no accurate basis, and sometimes they are just subjective conjectures under psychological effects, but they always come true again and again. For example, when you want to find something, you will definitely not find it, but when you put this matter behind you, what you want will suddenly jump in front of you.

The jade pot is another manifestation of this law.

The Jade Pot's arrival was sudden. So sudden that no one, except for Bantian Gou, had expected a pot to suddenly emerge from the ground. Then, a head emerged from it, followed by its entire body.

"Long time no see, kid."

The sudden visit and natural greeting made the atmosphere quiet for a moment. Six pairs of eyes looked over at the same time. Even Yu Hu rarely received so much attention.

"Ahem, everyone should have received the news. I'm here to pick up Rinkou."

She clenched her small hands and placed them in front of her, then coughed deliberately to bring her scattered thoughts back to her.

"Is that so, old man?"

Cola withdrew his wanton gaze and turned to ask the small figure sitting in the boy's hands.

"Yes, that's right. That sir said that if any other Upper Ranks come, we can just let Rinko go with them. It doesn't matter who comes."

Hantiangou spoke tremblingly as he quickly slipped away from Lingguang's hands, almost running away, which fully demonstrated his guilty conscience for not telling the person involved about all this. The old man disappeared almost as soon as he landed on the ground.

"The little devil can finally walk."

These were Ji Nu's exact words, but his tone didn't sound like he was truly satisfied with them.

"Waiting for you to come back and play with us. Whenever you want, knock on the door and I'll pick you up right away."

Kong Xi picked up the boy from the ground, with a frivolous smile on his face, his fangs flashing with a cold light, reflected in his eyes that were as silent as a deep pool.

"I hope you'll still be alive to see us again."

Ai Jue never says anything nice, and Ling Guang is not surprised by this.

It was Cola who took him away from Kongxi. The more cheerful Cola probably had no sense of loss on his face or in his heart. His cheerful tone also showed that he was not sad about the separation, but was looking forward to the next meeting.

"I'll leave the little beanie to you for now. Remember to return him safely—"

The long tail sound spread from near to far, and Lingguang was thrown out easily, and then caught by the soft water ball, landing smoothly and safely again.

"Do you want me to take you away?"

Yuhu tilted his head, a smile in his voice. Lin Guang knew that there was probably no intentional malice, but it still sounded like he was waiting to laugh at him.

"No, I told you I'd rather be broken by Douma than go into that pot again. I'll go on my own. You just lead the way."

The jade pot was moving very fast. It would disappear from sight and reappear, and sometimes it would change its pattern. It was probably because they had reserved a few fixed positions in advance for convenience, which made it difficult to chase.

But it's not directed at Rinko.

Lin Guang saw it clearly. The disappearance of each pot and the appearance of the next pot. Any moving object that did not exist in his sight would quickly attract his attention, causing him to change direction and run to catch up.

The boy was rarely so quiet, so quiet that Yuhu couldn't help but ask him what he was thinking about.

"I was thinking, I didn't say goodbye to Cen Pertian properly. I wonder what he would say to me."

The pot did not stop, and Lingguang's footsteps did not stop either.

"Ask next time."

"it is good."

The extremely fast speed makes the sound disappear in the fleeting air almost instantly.

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Yuhu's new residence was not much different from the last time Lingguang stayed with him. It was remote, spacious, and relatively clean and decent. It was obvious that it once belonged to a human, but it didn't matter. Now there was no trace of human habitation. There was no firewood, no food, only a few blood-stained pots placed in the corner.

Lin Guang's gaze lingered on the pots for a long time, and Yu Hu followed his gaze, curling his lips and smiling with pride.

"Not bad, my new work. The color becomes more vivid after being stained with blood. Unfortunately, human blood will gradually turn black after it completely dries up, and then this effect will be lost. Boy, you are very lucky to have seen a good color."

After showing off, he started to talk endlessly about his inspiration, his ideas for creation, and the display of the final product. He also mentioned some trivial things that happened not long ago. Yuhu was not a quiet person to begin with, and in front of a colleague who was willing to listen and could more or less understand his ideas, his desire to share was completely aroused. In this situation, Lin Guang was even less talkative.

"How about it?"

"Hmm... it looks good. It's better looking than the pots made by humans that I've seen."

"Of course! Comparing my pot with those made by humans! What a waste!"

He said so, and his tone was pretending to be intense, but the smile that could not be hidden in his voice and the smugness on his face, as well as the unconsciously puffed out chest and clenched fists, actually completely exposed Yu Hu's inner satisfaction. Lin Guang supported his head, blinked, and pretended that he didn't notice anything.

"Indeed. Compared to humans, I think we overestimate them a bit, but after all, ghosts who can retain such gifts and talents are indeed rare. It is even rarer to find such artistic talents and to actually turn their ideas into reality."

Lin Guang seemed to be observing the pot casually, and said a few words lightly. The man at the edge of his sight almost raised his head to the sky, obviously enjoying his words very much.

"Boy, you are really good at talking."

"Just telling the truth."

Lin Guang responded to Yu Hu's gaze with a gentle and innocent smile.

He hid the idea that he was just trying to coax the child deeper in his heart.

Yes, to coax children, this trick was first used on Akaza to persuade him not to fight with Douma. Later, it was used to coax Cola and Sora, and now it works on Yuhu as well.

"Since you like it so much, how about I give you one too?"

This was beyond Lin Guang's expectations. The follow-up words he had planned were not used. He paused and tilted his head in surprise.

"Didn't you give me one already?"

Lin Guang raised his arm and shook the small pot on his wrist, but Yu Hu just shook his head.

"It's different. That's blood vampire magic. It's just for you to put things in. I want to give you a real pot, a real work of art."

Lin Guang couldn't understand the smile on Yu Hu's face, nor did he understand the difference between the two, but he finally nodded.

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The process of making a teapot is not complicated. Lin Guang has seen, learned, and even practiced it before, but his talent is not in it, so he never tried it again.

But Yuhu was obviously proficient in this, so Lin Guang was able to observe a master-level teapot making performance in the most distinguished front row. In fact, Lin Guang still didn't understand teapots, and his praise was mostly based on reciting textbooks with his head and not his heart, but he did have to admit at least one thing.

The teapot made of jade is really beautiful, both in pattern and shape.

This pot was different from the more exquisite pots in the past, but before it came out of the furnace, Lingguang didn't know what the difference was. But when the pot was actually made and fell into his arms, he realized the difference.

The whole pot is quite large, both in depth and width, and the size inside can almost fit him with room to spare.

"Are you sure this is a pot and not a basin?"

Lin Guang held the huge pot and looked up at the jade pot. It was rare for the other party to have an expression not of pride but of a little awkwardness on his face, and this expression turned into anger when he spoke.

"I made it bigger because you like me!!! Who would make a pot this big?!!! You need to reflect on this!"

Veins popped out on Yuhu's forehead, and even his little fists squeaked from being clenched, as if it were some small toy. Lin Guang then shifted his gaze back to the 'pot', but this time he didn't look inside, but at the pattern on the outside. It wasn't a complicated pattern of flowers, birds, or totems. The main color was dark blue, accompanied by light blue, dotted with bright spots, but it was different from traditional water patterns. It was more like a painting than a pattern, like a night sky lit up by stars, like a shimmering lake. Only its creator knew what it was exactly, and when Lin Guang carefully shifted his gaze over, Yuhu spoke first.

"It's your eyes. Deep blue eyes that reflect the stars when the moonlight shines on them. After all, it's a gift for you, so it has to have something of your character."

The voice was filled with reluctance. Obviously, all of this was not Yuhu's usual style, no matter how big or small the violation was, or how the patterns betrayed aesthetics, but this was all in line with Lin Guang's style, which was more concerned with practicality and a more unique aesthetic.

"Why did you suddenly think of giving me a pot?"

Lin Guang opened and closed his mouth, and after thinking again, he spoke.

"Isn't it because you kept looking at those pots when you came into the room? Children keep staring at them because they want something, right?"

The matter-of-fact tone made Lin Guang raise an eyebrow. And such an abnormal expression also made Yu Hu raise an eyebrow. As their eyes met, Yu Hu seemed to realize something.

"So why are you staring."

"Um......"

The meaningless muffled sound dragged on for a long time, and Yuhu knew clearly that this was a foreshadowing that Lingguang would not say anything nice.

"I was just wondering if you're a bit sloppy in a way... You live in a pot, put food in a pot, and eat in it... It sounds like whether you live in a bowl or put your food on your bed..."

Before Lingguang could finish his words, he heard a sound like bones breaking. As he raised his eyes, he realized that what was broken was most likely Yuhu's back molars.

This realization made him shut up, his eyes lowered, and he pretended nothing had happened as he naturally burrowed into the pot, as if that would block out all the roars that followed.

In fact, Lin Guang didn’t really think so. He was just teasing Yuhu. It was very good, very good to receive a gift.

It had been a long time since Lin Guang had encountered something that made him so happy.

Even when he was lying in the pot and listening to Yuhu's scolding, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

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[Tips: Sometimes I feel that Xiao Linguang is actually a bit white and black. After all, she is a ghost, which sounds reasonable.]