The corpses of the wolves were quickly cleaned up, and the thick bloody smell steamed in the heat of the campfire and was blown away by the evening breeze. The eyes of the caravan guards looking at Maruboshi Kosuke had changed from initial awe to admiration that was almost fearful. They finally understood that this old man who looked like he was dying was the most terrifying existence in the team.
Tokugawa The businessman tremblingly poked his head out from behind the carriage, his face paler than the dead wolf. He looked at the wolf corpses on the ground and the old man who was wiping his dagger with snow, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Senju Chen and Shisui stood aside silently, the shock in their hearts unable to subside for a long time.
Shisui was shocked by the pure and extreme killing skills. The speed and Fire Release he was proud of seemed so rough and immature in front of Mr. Kosuke's artistic Taijutsu. For the first time, he realized that power was not only expressed in Chakra.
Senju Chen, on the other hand, saw a brand new path in the swordsmanship of "Willow" that returned to its original nature. It was not just a technique, but a philosophy and a deep understanding of the nature of power.
That night, no one fell asleep again.
The attack by the wolves seemed to be a bloody end, bringing an end to all the previous weirdness. The next section of the journey was unexpectedly calm. There were no bandits, no assassins, and even fewer traces of wild beasts.
A week of calm weather has allowed the caravan guards to relax a little from their tense nerves.
The most obvious change comes from businessman Tokugawa. He is no longer as restless as before, but has become talkative. He will take the initiative to go to the campfire and give Senju Chen and Shisui tells anecdotes about the Land of Grass market. He will take out his collection of tea leaves and diligently make a cup for Maruboshi Kosuke, with a flattering smile on his face.
"After passing the forest in front, we walked for half a day and arrived at the border town of Land of Grass." That evening, Tokugawa pointed to a dense forest shrouded in dusk in front of him and said in a brisk tone, "At that time, I will invite the three adults to the best tavern in town to have a good drink! Thanks to you this time, otherwise my old life and this truck of goods would have long been..."
He spoke with great joy, as if the previous danger had vanished.
Shisui was infected by his optimistic mood, relaxed a little, and responded with a few words with a smile.
Only Senju Chen, the string in my heart became even tighter.
He looked at Tokugawa's oily face, and saw the excitement deep in his eyes that could not be concealed no matter what, that he was about to get what he wanted. Senju Chen felt that this man was like a gambler on the execution ground waiting for the guillotine to fall. The guillotine was about to fall. He was not afraid, but looking forward to the result of the opening.
Maruboshi Kosuke was still taciturn. He just raised his head and glanced at the increasingly dark forest. There was no wave in his cloudy eyes. He reached out and patted the short knife on his waist, and then touched the huge black pot behind his back.
The team drove into the dense foggy forest.
The sky was completely dark, and the fog was thicker than expected. The moist white mist filled the forest, blurring the outline of the trees, and the visibility was less than ten meters. The surroundings were dead silent, except for the "rustling" sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the rotten leaves, and the "tick" sound of the dew condensed on the leaves dripping.
The air was cold and humid, and when inhaled into the lungs, it carried a fishy smell mixed with earth and rotten wood.
The whole world seemed to be swallowed up by this thick fog, leaving only their lonely team.
"Something's wrong." Shisui's voice was very low. His hand had already grasped the handle of the knife. Sharingan turned on quietly. His scarlet pupils struggled through the mist, but he couldn't see anything.
Senju Chen did not speak. He raised his perception ability to the limit. He could feel that a very small amount of Chakra was mixed in this fog. This was not a naturally formed fog.
This is a technique.
At this moment, Maruboshi Kosuke suddenly reined in the horse and the whole team stopped.
"Coming." He uttered two words, his voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The moment the voice fell, murderous intent suddenly appeared!
"Whoosh--whoosh!"
Sharp air-piercing sounds sounded from all directions at the same time! Dozens of Kunai dragged the burning Explosive Tag, like a swarm of dead bees, tearing through the thick fog and bursting out from the shadows of the forest, covering the entire team!
"Get down!" Maruboshi Kosuke shouted loudly.
But everything goes too fast!
At this critical moment, Senju Chen slammed his hands on the ground!
"Wood Release·Wood Locking Wall!"
Boom! The ground shook violently, and countless thick wooden bars sprang out from the ground at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, bending and interlacing, instantly forming a huge semicircular wooden dome, tightly buckling the entire caravan underneath!
"Boom! Boom! Boom--!"
Almost at the same moment that Wood Locking Wall was formed, dozens of Explosive Tag exploded! The violent explosions connected together, and Kakkō dyed the thick fog into a dazzling orange-red. The terrifying shock wave and countless broken shrapnel hit the wooden dome crazily, making a deafening noise. The whole earth was shaking, and sawdust and soil were flying everywhere.
Inside Wood Locking Wall, the guards were frightened out of their wits by the sudden doomsday scene, running away with their heads in their hands, screaming and crying mixed together.
Before the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, several vigorous figures came out of the mist and landed steadily around Wood Locking Wall, surrounding them.
They wear Forehead Protector engraved with the three blades of grass logo on their heads, and their eyes are cold and murderous.
Kusagakure's ninja!
The two leaders were wearing Jonin's green vests, and their auras were calm and powerful. Behind them were seven or eight Chunin with strong expressions.
And the most eye-splitting scene for Shisui happened.
The Tokugawa businessman who was supposed to be in the protective circle unexpectedly appeared outside the circle at some point. He rolled and crawled to the two Kusagakure In front of Jonin, there was no longer any disguise on his face, only the ecstasy and flattery of the rest of his life were left. He stretched out his trembling fingers, pointed in the direction of Wood Locking Wall, pointed at the young man who had just saved everyone's lives, and roared with all his strength:
"The kid who knows Wood Release is in this team."
The picture is poor and the dagger is visible.
Everything is revealed at this moment.
The so-called bandit, the so-called escort mission, is a carefully laid trap from beginning to end. A sure-fire situation to confirm the blood succession of Senju Chen Wood Release and lead him here.
Shisui was stunned. He looked at Tokugawa's ugly face, and a surge of anger rushed to the top of his head, almost burning his reason. "You... bastard!"
Senju Chen stood there, with no anger on his face. The matter was over, and all the mysteries were solved.