As soon as he entered the tunnel, the familiar feeling of oppression hit Wu Yu's body again, last time he came down with Lin Feng, and he could be regarded as a person. Even if Lin Fengniang is a little better, at least he is very good, and Wu Yudao doesn't have to be nervous.

It's just that this time it's different, this time there is only one teacup dog coming down with him, and judging from the size of this teacup dog, it is obviously impossible to put it on the ground and walk with him.

Fortunately, these people are quite humane when they make plans, there is a light every five meters in the passage, although the light is still very poor, but at least the passage can be illuminated, so as not to make Wu Yu even more nervous.

Wu Yu didn't go inside immediately, but looked around, and sure enough, he saw the wooden box he brought back on the stone steps of the passage.

This time, Wu Yu didn't dare to open it directly, because the pair of eyes just now made Wu Yu still have palpitations, but after looking at the time on his phone, it was six o'clock in five minutes, and he only had five minutes left to hesitate.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yu still opened the wooden box directly, but the moment he opened the lid, the instinctive fear made Wu Yu not look directly, but took two steps back to protect himself.

But after opening the box and stopping for a while, I didn't see anything wrong with the box, and then looked at the teacup dog in my arms, and looked at myself lazily.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of light, or Wu Yu has an illusion, when he saw the puppy in his arms, Wu Yu actually felt that the dog seemed to be rolling his eyes at him, and the meaning of contempt was very obvious.

Wu Yu frowned, and slowly leaned over to take a look, only to find that there was a delicate lighter in the wooden box. Wu Yu rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "This is making fun of Lao Tzu again!" ”

took out the lighter, and Wu Yu found that this lighter was extraordinarily exquisite. It looks exactly like the high-end lighters sold online, and even has a brand on the side of the lighter.

Picking up the lighter, there was a small note left in the box, Wu Yu thought about it and took it out. It's just strange that the words on this note look very familiar.

The content is very simple, it is nothing more than that the fuel in this lighter is relatively special, it is the fluid of the corpse and some things with more shady properties. The ignited flame can cause a phenomenon of strong yin qi in a small area around it.

Wu Yu looked at the introduction of this aspect in Guo Chen's notes, and to put it bluntly, in Wu Yu's eyes, this thing is the same principle as the method of Qian Xin's disappearance.

Qian Xin is by concentrating yang energy on the surface of the body, creating a phenomenon that makes the normal vision of the human body indistinguishable, and he has encountered it many times before.

Yu Chen has used it, Dong Shuwen has also used it, and even Dong Shuwen has used this method to make an ambulance disappear. After playing with the lighter in his hand a few times, Wu Yu suddenly found that the size of the lighter seemed to be very particular, and his hand could cover the lighter completely, and he would not show a trace in his hand.

And when he held the lighter, a trace of coolness seemed to invade his whole body, which made Wu Yu feel indescribably comfortable. It's as if this lighter can make you more sober, and the size is completely in line with your own handprint, as if this lighter and your hand are one.

Wu Yu had used this kind of thing when he was in the Fox Immortal Hall before, but that time it was lent to him by Yu Chen, and it was not easy for him to use it at that time. And it didn't make much of a difference, but now it's different.

Wu Yu finally knew something about these things, just holding the lighter simply, Wu Yu immediately thought of several uses for it.

There were still words on the back of the note, and Wu Yu couldn't determine which side he should look at first, but since he had already read the introduction of this thing, Wu Yu immediately turned the note over.

It's just that as soon as the note was turned over, I saw a line of soft and neatly cut small characters. Wu Yu recognized that this was Sun Xiaoxi's font, and when the two were in love, Sun Xiaoxi also showed him his font, and deliberately made himself sure to recognize it clearly.

Wu Yu shook his head helplessly, it seems that Sun Xiaoxi's plan was really early, and the two of them were still in love at that time! Wu Yu was in the mood to consider studying Sun Xiaoxi's words, but now that he thinks about it, thanks to Sun Xiaoxi showing himself her pen again and again.

Sun Xiaoxi's words are also very simple, that is, this lighter will be useful to himself, and he must use it again at a critical moment, this lighter can only be used three times, and he needs to refill the fuel. Other useful information, Sun Xiaoxi didn't say anything.

Wu Yu lit a cigarette, looked at the note again, and suddenly felt that it was very interesting to see Sun Xiaoxi's words. In fact, Sun Xiaoxi's current font is not like this for a long time, although the words on the paper can be clearly identified as Sun Xiaoxi's words, but the font seems a little immature, and Wu Yu wants to laugh when he sees it.

It's just that Wu Yu didn't care too much because of the lack of light, so he casually planned to stuff the note into his trouser pocket and give it to Sun Xiaoxi when he saw him. But this time, Wu Yu suddenly felt as if something was on his hands, and it was very uncomfortable.

Wu Yu hurriedly picked up the flashlight and shone it over, but found that the line of words written by Sun Xiaoxi was actually not done. As if it had just been written, the ink was dry and sticky.

Wu Yu frowned, according to Xue Han, this wooden box has been in her for three years, and she has not opened this box, how can this ink not be dry!

Glancing at the ink on his hand, Wu Yu put his finger in front of his nose and smelled it, the fresh ink smell was very strong, and he knew that the ink was new when he smelled it.

At this moment, Wu Yu suddenly remembered that the font he had just seen on the back was obviously not Sun Xiaoxi's, but this character was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he was very impressed.

Wu Yu hurriedly turned over the note and looked at the previous line of words, revealing a writer's disdainful attitude between the lines, although each word is very sharp, but when put together, it looks very messy, very much like a primary school student's font.

In his mind, Wu Yu went through all the people he knew, but except for Yu Chen and Xue Hao's words, the other people he knew seemed to be good.

Xue Hao's handwriting is obviously uneducated, he can write it is already very good, and he definitely will not have some strokes in these words that look messy.

As for Yu Chen, don't think about it, that guy wrote twelve experimental notes, not to mention his words, even his illustrations, Wu Yu can recognize them, and he is more familiar with his own words.

Wu Yu was stunned, all possible people had thought about it themselves, but his own words were not counted. Wu Yu hurriedly took out the flashlight and looked at the handwriting on the note. Looking at this, Wu Yu only felt a 'buzz' in his brain, and his body took two steps back unnaturally.

The words on this note turned out to be left by himself.