Chapter 0 - Prologue (2/2)
The scholar muttered to himself with joy. However, he didn’t realize that the valley in which he stood began to twist like it was alive.
“No, you won’t. Because you are already dead.”
All of a sudden, an icy cold voice sounded by the scholar’s ear, so clod like it would drain all the warmth from one’s soul.
The scholar turned around immediately. Then a man in white with coldness all over his body jumped into the scholar’s clear eyes.
It was very obvious that the man in white had no expression on his face. There was a small bell being tied to the white canvas in his right hand. Right now, the bell was shaking violently while letting out loud clinks, as if it was pressing one’s soul!
The scholar, having looked around, pointed to himself, “You were talking to me?”
“I’m pointing to whoever is pointed at by the bell!” The man in white still wore that poker face. However, if someone looked closely, he would find that the man in white was trying hard to hide the impatience in his icy eyes.
The scholar didn’t understand the man’s words. So he started to observe carefully at the bell. Then he found the bell a bit strange indeed. The mouth of the bell now faced toward him in an oblique angle. Although no one was shaking it, the bell was still shaking itself fiercely. As the scholar looked at the bell for so long, he even felt himself being attracted to it while getting dizzy and unable to concentrate.
“What do you call me for?” the scholar asked that with his pretty eyebrows raised.
“Take your soul!”
The man in white suddenly stared at the scholar’s eyes while saying those words in a fierce voice. The only white part in his eyes was eroded by the black color. He seemed like a dead man, with two hollow and terrified eyes.
The bell shook more and more violently along with the man’s movement as if it was about to break someone’s soul!
Then, the scholar only felt everything going black in front of his eyes. Before he closed his eyes, he saw the twisted face of the man in white as if he had owed the man money!
And the only thing the scholar wanted to say was, I didn’t owe you a penny!