Zi opened his right hand and placed a piece of cloth soaked in blood in his palm.
The cloth wasn't big and the edges were uneven. It looked like it had been bitten by a dog. The black blood made the cloth lose its original color, but the patterns on it could still be seen.
It was the family emblem of the Utsunomiya family. Although the cloth was a little blurry, it wasn't hard to see.
Aoyama's face instantly darkened. This small piece of cloth meant that the people who were attacked were members of the Utsunomiya family.
"Sasai, check the surroundings. These people should be a caravan of the Utsunomiya family. Find out where their goods are." Aoyama said in a deep voice. He looked up at a section of pink intestine hanging on a tree branch. His expression became more and more unpleasant.
Nowadays, the cooperation between the Utsunomiya family and the Root was very close. One had the financial power, while the other had the military power. Both sides got what they needed and cooperated happily. In the Fire Country, any forces with brains wouldn't make things difficult for the Utsunomiya family's caravan. At most, they would rob the caravan without hurting the people. Nothing so bad had ever happened before.
Sasai hurriedly summoned his ink eagle and rode on it to patrol the area. In fact, it was better to let Hinata do this job. However, the little girl still looked depressed, so Aoyama didn't dare to order her around. He was still very stubborn in certain aspects.
Zi and Takata continued to check the broken corpses one by one. They could get a lot of information from these corpses.
"The corpses seem to be badly mutilated, but they were all killed with one blow. First, the head, throat, heart, and other vital organs were severely injured. Then, the body was destroyed, making it look like the corpses were cut into pieces."
"It's the same on my side. This unlucky guy's head was smashed like a watermelon by someone with a hammer. He's already dead, but his body was hit five or six more times. His internal organs were all smashed into paste. Wah! Is this a pancreas? "
Takata pinched a piece of filthy flesh. His expression was colorful.
"Judging from the distribution of these corpses, all 37 of them were killed in a matter of seconds." Tzu paused and frowned. "The attackers are definitely masters. They should be at the level of Jonin. This kind of killing efficiency can't be achieved by Chunin and Genin."
"That's right. There were six attackers, and the corpses here have six wounds. Look at these unsheathed katanas. Although the twelve samurai aren't all that powerful, it wouldn't be easy for ordinary bandits to kill them." Kota pulled out twelve unsheathed katanas from the pile of corpses.
"So?" Tong raised her eyebrows and asked. At the same time, she took out a water bottle to help Zi clean the blood stains on her hands.
"So Sakai is right, these six attackers are definitely ninjas, and they are all Jonin level ninjas." Xiao Tai stood up. His hands were sticky with blood and he immediately moved to Tong's side. "I say, Tong, pour me some water to wash my hands."
"Wait, we'll talk about it after Sister Zi finishes." Tong rolled her eyes and said reluctantly.
Aoyama was lost in thought at this time. He believed in Kota and Azusa He's judgment, so he also noticed the problem.
Six Jonins weren't six cabbages. Each Jonin was a precious fighting force of each ninja village. The number of Jonins was the benchmark to measure the overall strength of a ninja village. Chunin and Genin were generally cannon fodder on the battlefield. Only Jonins were the real main force.
To be able to send six Jonins to attack the Utsunomiya family's caravan at once, even a fool would know that the person behind this was definitely not simple. This matter wasn't that simple.
A shadow flashed in the sky, and Sakai returned.
"Aoyama -sama, we didn't find the goods. We only found some tracks in the depths of the forest. This subordinate followed the tracks and chased after them, but they had already turned to the main road … This subordinate is incompetent, please punish this subordinate."
Sakai lowered his head and knelt on one knee in front of Aoyama.
Although he didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was already conveyed. The caravan was on the main road, and the smell was mixed with people and horses. As long as the enemy used some small means to cover up the smell, it would be difficult to trace.
"Intercepted and robbed … Is it for the goods?" Aoyama frowned slightly. He didn't believe it. What kind of goods was worth six Jonins? Just the cost of hiring six Jonins was very high. If the goods weren't valuable, he would have to pay for it.
After pondering for a while, Yuehua noticed Sakai who was kneeling in front of her. Her heart skipped a beat. "Sakai, try to trace the whereabouts of the attackers. Although the chances are slim, we still have to try."
Sasai immediately responded and took out the painting scroll. His brush moved like dragons and snakes, and vivid little mice slipped out of the painting scroll one by one. Then, they quickly scattered in all directions like the ebbing tide.
Sakai closed his eyes and kept his hands in a seal to maintain the connection between him and the little mice so that he could receive feedback at any time. About two minutes later, Sakai suddenly opened his eyes. "Aoyama -sama, we found a bloodstain 1.5 kilometers to the southwest."
"Let's go."
After spitting out a simple word, Moonlight used Flash Step and disappeared into the forest. Only the leaves rustled in the wind.
"Again?" Xiao Tai, who had just finished washing his hands, had a sour expression on his face as he grumbled bitterly. Every time, Yue Hua would run very fast, and they would have to chase after her with all their might.
"Aoyama -sama's Shunpo, if only I could master it. Not only is it comparable to the Body Flicker Technique in battle, it can also be used to travel." Kota muttered regretfully. Until now, other than Aoyama himself, the only one who could master Shunpo was Haku.
The requirements to master Shunpo were very strict. One had to be extremely proficient in both Wind Release and Water Release. At the same time, one had to be able to balance the two forces. It was a test of Chakra's control skills. One had to have high requirements and talent to master it.
Despite complaining, Kota still chased after Sakai. Some of them were fast while others were slow. Fortunately, they had a certain level of teamwork and did not scatter.
Aoyama stood on a tree trunk that was as thick as a forearm. He frowned and looked around. He was silently guessing where he would land if he was in Sakai's shoes. He simulated the possible routes and eliminated them one by one.
Finally, he found a dark red scratch on a green leaf. The faint smell of blood was mostly covered by the freshness of the plants.
"Huh … The blood hasn't completely dried yet. Did he run far?" Aoyama touched the blood on the green leaf with his fingers. He instantly felt something wet and sticky on his fingertips.
He looked at the vast forest. It was almost noon, but the forest was still gloomy.
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