[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heavenly-official-bestows-evil":3,"chapter-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Heavenly Official Bestows Evil",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2316622,4530,"Chapter 3: The Corridor","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>The bloodstained rope of the red-clad woman was the weapon that killed her, and it itself bore sinister power—so long as Wu Xian looked up, the rope would automatically coil around his neck, hanging him as it had hung her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Wu Xian did not look up, the rope remained looped around her own neck, and it was far sturdier than ordinary rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-clad woman, caught off guard, had her cervical spine snapped instantly; her body thrashed like a fat catfish hauled from the water, then remembered she could control the rope herself—she hastily untied it and let it fall to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want… cough, cough… to eat you for a lifetime…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could finish, Wu Xian rolled away, putting distance between them, then curled his thumb against his middle finger and flicked it toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True Flame Spell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-clad woman was busy righting her head, her tongue retracting piece by piece; as the final segment slipped back into her mouth, her lips had not yet closed when a bright flame slipped through her gaping mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the billboard across the building, a man’s corpse hung, its abdomen hollowed out; the corpse sensed Wu Xian’s gaze, lifted its head, stuck out its tongue, licked its yellow-black cavities, and twitched incessantly toward Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A giant hand pried open her mouth and forced a funnel-shaped object inside; warm, grainy matter poured down the funnel into her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flame gradually burned out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the woman before him was utterly unlike the one he’d seen through the peephole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuzhu joyfully opened the door to welcome a companion who could share her suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice cut off abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, it was just a nightmare—now that I’m awake, it’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian covered his ears, rose from the floor, and grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian climbed out of bed, pulled aside the curtain, and observed the view outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around three in the morning, he heard heavy footsteps in the corridor; they stopped outside a room, followed by a thunderous crash and muffled sobs of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dawn was just breaking; the sun had only peeked above the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Room 405’s door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If everything in this blessed land was this weak, Wu Xian’s detective partners wouldn’t have all perished here—this long-tongued hanged woman was probably no more than a roadside minor threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Yu Yinghua finished speaking, she collapsed onto the floor and crawled out of the corridor like a four-legged lizard, her limbs twisted unnaturally, proving she was no longer human; wherever she slithered, streaks of gray sludge remained behind…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the door, a constant rustling persisted; the door was knocked on intermittently, and a woman’s voice asked questions under various pretexts, but Wu Xian ignored them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There really are monsters in this blessed land… but… is she too weak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark red incense stick remained where she had stood; Wu Xian picked it up, didn’t examine it, and instead pressed his ear to the door, listening to the sounds outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one knocking was a middle-aged woman in a black-and-white floral dress; her face was terrified, her forehead battered and bleeding profusely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, save me, I’m…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after entering the blessed land, though far more dangerous, he felt a strange peace—no more obsessive fixation, no more self-punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was a living person!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lu Yuzhu, grasping at a lifeline, opened the door: “Come in quickly, I can’t stand being alone anymore…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even during sleep, it wasn’t entirely calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to soar through the air, piercing clouds, sunlight warming her skin, filling her with serenity; her eyelids fluttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She, like Wu Xian, witnessed the brutal massacre—but her heart was not so strong; fear shattered her defenses, and she desperately needed someone to share her terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinding flames erupted from within the red-clad woman’s body, consuming her from outside to inside; the flames were yellow, low in temperature, and did not ignite anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once held an inexplicable obsession with the blessed land case, neglecting sleep and meals, reversing day and night, his quality of life lower than even a South American plantation slave owner would deem acceptable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the delicate face of the corpse, an expression of terror instantly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understanding the abilities and behavior patterns of these two entities was the key to surviving in the blessed land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me go! No, help, Wu , Wuwu …”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian didn’t believe these two entities could be dealt with as easily as the hanged woman—with a single True Flame Spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For a lifetime, for a lifetime…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuzhu’s face turned ashen, her expression numb; she closed the door, returned to bed, lay down, pulled the blanket over herself, and occasionally giggled vacantly before sinking into deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been terrified into losing the ability to respond to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuzhu struggled desperately, but her limbs were all immobilized; only her head could move, powerless as a chick before the blue hand; her throat involuntarily swallowed, the muddy-tasting liquid scorching her mouth and esophagus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, he’d mostly slept lightly; he’d seen the dangers of the blessed land, and sleeping now was risky—but better than pushing himself to exhaustion and falling asleep at the wrong time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an unknown length of time, Lu Yuzhu in her dream felt a warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian shuddered, touched his mouth, and decided he should brush his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning light was not fresh—it was gray and hazy; the entire city seemed shrouded in gray dust, the streets empty, broken vehicles scattered haphazardly, dried bloodstains visible everywhere on ground and walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Yinghua stood motionless at the door, drenched and caked in dark gray half-dried cement; her face, a mixture of blood and mud, her eyes swollen and lifeless; with a mouth full of sludge, she offered Lu Yuzhu a chilling smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a woman named Yu Yinghua; she appeared no later than midnight, pacing the corridor, seeking out traces of the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss, you’re such a good person—good people get good rewards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She writhed and twisted in the flames, emitting silent screams; though soundless, Wu Xian felt his eardrums ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes in delight—and saw a blue hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian exhaled in relief: “This woman’s abnormality is obvious—hope no fool opens the door for her…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, in the midnight corridor, there were two monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman kept knocking, trying to trick other residents on this floor to open the door—meaning the brief struggle earlier hadn’t drawn unwanted attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was a large creature; its footsteps were heavy and unmistakable, appearing at three a.m.; last night, it had forcibly broken open a door and killed the occupant inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth she’d felt came from the cement burning her skin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tear rolled down her cheek, mixing with the cement and vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, Wu Xian’s expression suddenly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was knocked on again—this time, the sound was different from midnight’s!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1168,"2026-06-20T14:31:06.102Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b31009d216e1eb394a238348cde4a077fd08c468bd0578a21b241884b86877f9","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-4","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-2",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheavenly-official-bestows-evil-cover.jpg"]