A Filthy Banquet

"Tongue Chapter" At some point, Xie Xishu began to feel an intense gaze fixed on him from behind. He couldn’t understand why Qi Wu always looked at him that way. Even without turning around, he could feel that gaze as if it had weight... Xie Xishu was the class’s famous bookworm, while Qi Wu was the school’s notorious troublemaker. They should have had nothing to do with each other. But Qi Wu would stare at him throughout every class. Before long, even after class and on the way home, a tall, gloomy figure was always trailing behind Xie Xishu. At last, Xie Xishu broke down. He grabbed Qi Wu in an alley and, terrified, demanded to know why he was being followed. The answer he got was completely unexpected. “You’re sweet. You’re always giving off this deliciously sweet smell.” Qi Wu answered in a strange voice. “I’m almost at the end of my rope. Everything else smells so bad it’s driving me crazy, but you’re sweet... Hey, don’t panic. I won’t eat you.” “I just want to lick you.” Even Qi Wu himself probably didn’t realize that, as he made that outrageous request, foul-smelling saliva was already dripping from his mouth. At the same time, Xie Xishu clearly saw the rings of densely packed, fishhook-thin teeth inside Qi Wu’s mouth, which stretched almost to his ears... and a long, forked tongue. The tongue writhed nimbly in the air, then pressed against Xie Xishu’s neck, slick with thick saliva. “Mmm... so sweet... &%#(*... so sweet...” The strange monster let out a murky sigh. As Xie Xishu screamed and fled, the boy had no idea that in the near future he would see many more deformed and crazed monsters. When the apocalypse suddenly arrived, the only “person” who could protect him was Qi Wu. And the price Xie Xishu would pay was to satisfy Qi Wu’s tongue. [A modern apocalypse story] A shou who is literally “delicious” X a tongue-licking, half-mad mutated monster gong "Eye Chapter" Li Chen died. He was killed in a car accident in front of Yang Siguang. As he watched the red stain slowly seep through the shroud, Yang Siguang still couldn’t make himself believe it was real. In a daze, he went home. While packing his things, he found an eyeball in his bag. He met its still-bright iris and immediately recognized it as Li Chen’s. The impact of the crash must have torn the eyeball from the body. Then, amid the chaos, it had somehow ended up in Yang Siguang’s bag. Yang Siguang didn’t understand why he’d kept it: the eye of someone who hated him most, someone who had always looked down on him with cold contempt. And from that day on, Yang Siguang could always feel Li Chen’s gaze. In his dreams and in reality. It wasn’t until the very end that Yang Siguang understood that Li Chen had always been watching him. From long, long ago to long, long in the future. And Yang Siguang would never be able to escape Li Chen’s gaze. [A little story with a hint of the supernatural, about how a seemingly aloof, untouchable gong who is actually a stalker gradually gives himself away after death...] "Flesh Chapter" Uncle Zhang Er, the neighbor, died. The villagers arranged a “flesh-borrowing” ritual. Gantang secretly followed his older brother and witnessed the bizarre scene. When he saw the village chief slowly push Uncle Zhang Er’s limp, rotting corpse into the narrow, strange well in the mountains, Gantang fainted from fright. But when he woke up, Uncle Zhang Er, who had been dead, had returned to the village with a broad smile. Uncle Zhang Er had come back to life. So when Gantang accidentally shoved Cen Zibai, the boy who was always clinging to him and claiming to love him madly, into the corner of a table and killed him, he knelt on the floor, staring at the pool of blood slowly spreading behind the body, and the first thing he thought of was “flesh-borrowing.” Though he hated that person so much, Gantang had never wanted to kill him... much less become a murderer. With no other choice, Gantang slowly pushed Cen Zibai’s corpse into the well. Ah, thank goodness. Just as he’d hoped, the boy really did come back. But... but... But that clingy, cold, sticky boy who still wouldn’t leave him alone... Was he really still human? Theme: When facing hardship, stay true to your convictions, follow the right path, and keep your heart upright. Then you can overcome every sinister scheme and find your way to a brighter life.