Chapter 570 Tomb Passage

The mechanism lock is different from before, it opens slowly.

What came towards me was the faint fragrance of Gala.

The main ingredients of kiang incense are agarwood, sandalwood, kalanchoe, magnolia, cloves, camphor, and ambergris. First, wash and remove the dirt from the agarwood, dry it in the shade, and sprinkle it with ambergris solution three times. Then, dry it in the shade, roast it, and grind it into a fine powder. Next, grind the sandalwood, preferably the Indian sandalwood, into a fine powder. Use the male cloves of Caryophyllus caryophyllus, also into a fine powder. Next, mix the three incense powders according to the ratio that Yuwen Cheng determined after much research. Next, take dried magnolia and kalanchoe flowers, grind them, and mix them into the incense powder. Finally, take an appropriate amount of camphor, grind it into a fine powder, and mix it with the previously prepared incense powder. When using, wrap it in a gauze bag, tighten the air vent, and store it in a closet. Alternatively, wrap it in a sachet and decorate it with jade and hang it in a meditation room for meditation and chanting.

"Empress Roujia actually believes in Buddhism. Oh, she killed too many people in her later years, so she had to believe in Buddhism." Zhu Huaizhen joked.

"Princess Ronghua, if you tease Empress Roujia like this, you might not be able to leave this tomb." Queen Du smiled softly, her eyes gentle, as if she wanted to forgive Zhu Huaizhen, the outspoken junior, on behalf of Empress Roujia.

Tsk tsk, this Queen Du is so boring, she always acts like a noble lady.

Are you so high and mighty, my lady?

Sorry, she really wants to pull Queen Du down from the altar.

However, now is not the time.

Thinking of this, Zhu Huaizhen took Lou Li and took the lead.

Empress Du sent six living dead to follow, and only after making sure that everything was fine did she follow Emperor Zhao of Zhou into the tomb.

With a bang, the tomb door closed.

"Hurry up and get down from the tomb!" Zhu Huaizhen suddenly shouted anxiously.

In the blink of an eye, a stream of red magma gushed out from both sides.

Lou Li reacted the fastest. He used the Ghost Step skill and rolled down the corridor with Zhu Huaizhen. His head was covered in dust and he looked a little embarrassed.

Queen Du hesitated for a moment and her feet were almost burned by the lava.

Fortunately, Emperor Zhao of Zhou sent out a living dead to resist.

However, there were three zombies behind, who were burned to death by the lava, with ghosts howling and wolves howling.

"Let's wait a while before going." Zhu Huaizhen folded his arms and felt tired.

"Why wait?" Queen Du had already gone down the tomb passage with Emperor Zhao of Zhou.

After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen raised his chin slightly and glanced sideways.

Behind the stone door, magma continued to flow, obviously an emergency defense was underway.

Then, the road ahead will also receive danger signals.

This tomb, like the war, is full of calculations.

"Zhen'er, should I sing "The Peony Pavilion" or "The Peach Blossom Fan" for you?" Lou Li said softly.

"Peach Blossom Fan," Zhu Huaizhen whispered.

Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.

In fact, except "The Peony Pavilion", you can sing anything.

Empress Roujia loved "The Peony Pavilion" so much, so how could she bear to pair "The Peony Pavilion" with the magma of the eighteen levels of hell?

Sure enough, the greedy people, one after another, were all swallowed up by the magma.

Zhu Huaizhen watched for a while at first, but finally closed his eyes, listened quietly to Lou Li singing, and waited for time to pass.