The group entered the icehouse of the Ministry of Justice.
A faint white mist began to emerge from their mouths and noses.
At this time, it was already autumn, and the temperature inside the icehouse was chillingly low. However, these people all had cultivation, so the surrounding cold couldn't easily penetrate their bodies, only their breath would turn to mist when encountering the cold.
This icehouse was originally used by the Ministry of Justice to store corpses, and in this enclosed space, the stench of the dead lingered as if it couldn't be dispersed.
Ge Hengtai personally led the strange old man surnamed Guo to a corner of the icehouse.
He took out the flint he carried with him and lit a candle on the stone wall. In the cold air, the candlelight flickered, like a blinking eye.
The candlelight illuminated a rectangular wooden box on the ground not far away.
