Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 18: The Dead Man’s Meal

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There were many superstitions about the dead.

For example, not everyone could handle eating a dead man’s meal. 

According to the superstition, unless you were the direct elder of the dead, it was unsuitable for anyone to eat a dead man’s meal. Otherwise, you would lose a few years of your life, and there would be a spirit following you for the long run. 

This woman!

She did not want to have mercy on anyone in the house! 

Fang Zheng was plotting if he should directly confront her in that insidious apartment. He knew he had chances to win while avoiding hurting others but he frowned almost immediately after that. It was nearly impossible to not hurt Sun Yushu and his mother in this confined space. 

The atmosphere continued to be awkward. 

“Oh?”

Fang Zheng was stunned. Soon after that, he began to smile as if he realized something. 

Sun Yushu was the most anxious and terrified one in the apartment. Zheng Mei had been haunting him and shaking him to the core. After hearing Fang Zheng’s epiphany, he was startled as he said, “What, what, what happened?”

Sun Yushu looked worse than if he was crying. 

Fang Zheng said lightheartedly, “Nothing, sit, sit, since these are Aunty Mei’s best dishes, we must try her cooking, we shouldn’t let her down.”

After saying that, he did not even shy away from the death—he sat right next to Zheng Mei. 

“Aunty Mei, you won’t mind me sitting next to you, will you?”

Fang Zheng sat down and shivered. He could feel the insidiousness around him as if there was a high voltage fridge put next to him. 

Sun Yushu went pale.

He shivered. He seemed like he was about to break down. ‘It’s over, it’s over, the only one who was sane was falling for her tricks, it’s over.’ 

This was a dead man’s meal!

Could a living person eat it?”

Mother Sun was already sitting down at the table at this moment. Sun Yushu had no choice but to follow. He was afraid, he wanted to grab his mother and run for it, but he could not forget Zheng Mei’s chilling gaze at him while she was wielding a knife. 

At this very moment, the sound of someone feasting got Sun Yushu’s mouth hanging open. 

Fang Zheng was rampaging through the food! 

A whole 250g braised fish was swallowed in a few breaths. The fish head, along with the fish bones, were all swallowed.

A plate of fried fish balls was wiped out within the matter of seconds as well. 

The black pepper fish head was swallowed to the point where one would not be able to find a single pepper.

There was not a single drop of fish soup or a fish bone left on the table. 

Sun Yushu was stunned. At this very moment, he thought of a hungry ghost. 

“Fang Zheng is possessed! He can’t be trusted anymore!”

Sun Yushu was defeated looking at the hungry ghost-like Fang Zheng who was eating like he was possessed. Sun Yushu’s limbs were cold before he realised something. Zheng Mei, who had been sitting across him, lifted her head, and was staring at him with her lifeless eyes. 

He was terrified. He had chills down his back. 

Sun Yushu gritted his teeth. He knew he had to eat this dead man’s meal; he had to do it for his mother who was sitting next to him. He gathered his courage, picked up a piece of fish meat, and was about to put it into his mouth. 

“Don’t move!”

The scream stunned Sun Yushu. The piece of fish meat was dropped onto the table. 

Fang Zheng picked up the fish that was dropped by Sun Yushu and swallowed it in a few breaths. 

“Catfish are my favourite.”

Before Sun Yushu could make sense of anything, the feast of fish on the table was wiped out by Fang Zheng within four to five minutes. 

Sun Yushu’s eyes widened in shock. 

How was this merely a hungry ghost! 

This must be a monster! 

‘How could someone eat fish along with its bones! Aren’t you afraid of turning into a puffer fish!’ 

At this moment, it felt as if the chilling and insidious atmosphere in the apartment froze. 

Sun Yushu had doubts. Was Fang Zheng really possessed? Or was he pretending to be? 

It seemed like he was as he was acting abnormally. However, Fang Zheng also seemed like he was trying to save Sun Yushu and his mother by finishing the meal himself. 

“Aunty Mei, you’re a great cook, it is amazing. I did not realise that I had finished it all myself, and I was the reason Aunty Mei, Sun Yushu, and mom did not get a single bite at all. How about…Aunty Mei, you make us some again? I’ll definitely slow down this time.” Fang Zheng seemed like he was left craving for more. 

Sun Yushu nearly gave up on life after hearing Fang Zheng’s words.

‘Brother! 

‘Can you not mess with me! 

‘Others would rather not eat a dead man’s meal at all, and you’re here asking for one! 

‘Even if you don’t want to live anymore! 

‘My mother and I want to live!’ 

Sun Yushu was about to cry. 

Zheng Mei, who was sitting next to Fang Zheng, stared at him with her lifeless eyes before getting up to head to the kitchen. 

Soon after that, the pleasant smell of fish came out of the kitchen.

Another feast was served. 

Crunch, crunch… 

Fang Zheng wiped it all out again under five minutes. 

Zheng Mei got up.

Zheng Mei went to the kitchen.

Zheng Mei sat down.

Zheng Mei went to the kitchen again. 

Zheng Mei was headed to the kitchen again after sitting down for less than five minutes. 

…

“Mom, didn’t you stop liking fish after choking on its bone that one time? It was so rare for you to buy fish. Why are there so many fish today? Catfish, grass carp, Northern Snakehead, Chinese salamander, all of these are freshwater fish.”

Sun Yushu secretly asked his mother the question as Zheng Mei headed to the kitchen yet again. 

“Aiya, Aunty Mei, why do you look so pale, you look like you’re unstable and weak right now. Are you exhausted? Are you okay?”

Just as the dishes were served yet again, Fang Zheng was checking on Zheng Mei as he continued wiping out the food. 

Zheng Mei was still looking lifeless and silent. She sat calmly. 

However, she seemed more pale. 

The insidiousness around her was weakened as well. 

Sun Yushu was terrified and creeped out at this moment. 

This was not because there was a dead person in the room. 

He was terrified of Fang Zheng’s appetite. 

He realised that he began feeling bad for Zheng Mei. 

That appetite was too much. 

A dead person was basically forced into becoming a chef after dozens of times of cooking. She became pale and her arms became cramped after all of that cooking. How could someone’s appetite be that big? 

Sun Yushu realised that the atmosphere was changing. 

A thriller was turned into a cooking show? 

If only Sun Yushu knew that Fang Zheng was capable of eating at a buffet restaurant for six or seven hours consecutively without using the toilet even once, he would feel worse for Zheng Mei.

Fang Zheng knew that Zheng Mei was getting weaker. 

That was why he was eating more and more. 

He did not need to battle or use up any of his energy. There was no need for blood or risking his life. As long as he continued feasting quietly, he could weaken a ghost with just that. This was probably the easiest ghostbusting attempt in history. 

He was about to break his own record of eating. 

All of the fish meat, soup, and bones were dissolved by Fang Zheng’s Aura of Sunfire. 

Not a single bit was left in him. 

The Aura of Sunfire had always been a powerful tool to fight evil. 

The strengthened blood circulation from practicing the Exorcist Golden Warrior Seal also had the same effects. Since it was helping him dissolve the insidiousness of the atmosphere, the evil did nothing to his body. 

Fang Zheng knew from the start that the pleasant scent of fish was a type of evil substance. 

However, due to the Aura of Sunfire and strengthened blood circulation in him, he was immune from the evil substances that entered his body. They were all dissolved. 

He was over the moon when he realized this. 

He then realized that he could weaken Zheng Mei by eating fish. That motivated him to feast outrageously. 

One hour later…

Two hours later…

The meal started from 11pm to about 5am. The sky lit up. Plonk! Plates fell onto the floor. The woman, who had been busy in the kitchen, finally collapsed. 

“Aunty Mei, Aunty Mei, are you alright?

“Aunty Mei, why are you on your knees?

“Aunty Mei, are you okay?

“Aunty Mei, your face is pale?

“Aunty Mei, how about I help you up?”

Ssst!

A tear-like sound could be heard from the kitchen. The golden flames in Fang Zheng’s right hand burned through Zheng Mei’s chest from her back. 

“Aunty Mei, you’re too tired, why don’t you rest.” Fang Zheng, who had been acting as if he was concerned about her, seemed cool and calm at the moment. 

The fire on his right hand, which had burned through Zheng Mei’s chest, was getting stronger. Boom! It destroyed the woman’s upper body. 

“You!” Zheng Mei finally spoke for the second time. 

It was as if she was trying to call him out on defrauding a ghost…

Anyway, she could not open her mouth anymore. It was a deadly injury. Gru! Gru! a stream of dirty water came out of Zheng Mei’s mouth as she tried to speak. There were also rotten fish, catfish, grass carp, Chinese Salamander—all freshwater fish. 

Zheng Mei had lost her life after falling off the Tongjiang Bridge. 

Bam!

Zheng Mei’s soul dissipated. At the same time, a cloud of white smoke was absorbed by the human skin-made scripture. 

However, Fang Zheng was already holding his mouth and running to the toilet to puke. 

His digestive system was too advanced, all the food he had eaten had already been digested by then. He could only vomit greenish yellow fluid that came from his liver. 

Not a single piece of fish meat came out of him. 

The more he thought about it, the more nauseous he felt. Did all of that delicious fish come from this… F*ck, Fang Zheng was getting cramps from intense vomiting. He had no tears left in him to cry. 

This was permanent trauma.

This was not something that could be cured by medicine. 

He had developed trauma over fish for the rest of his life. Every time he thought about wiping out the dishes, his trauma became worse. 

Fang Zheng continued vomiting fluids while lying next to the bathtub. He would rather start over with a direct clash with the ghost, get beaten up real bad, vomit three litres of blood, than to have this trauma for the rest of his life!

How could he ever look at seafood the same again!