C53 The Clues of His Life

"An infant? How could there possibly be an infant in this pile of dead?" the old man exclaimed in astonishment.

"Old man, didn't you walk around and take a good look?" I pressed.

The old man gave a wry smile in response to my question. "Who would dare linger in such a place? The Hundred Ghost Slope was a living hell that day, not the natural park we used to explore