[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heavenly-official-bestows-evil":3,"chapter-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-62":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},2316681,4530,"Chapter 62: Perfect Hair Art","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>If the assumption of a false world holds, then everything becomes explainable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At every crime scene, I found no deity statue or incense of Sui —because those crime scenes were fundamentally false, so neither the incense nor the statue could manifest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only Cui Fu Jun statue that appeared also had timing issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was merely part of the cycle’s rule, destined to appear in the doctor’s home—hence Jia and Wei could both use the Flying Blade Spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grasped this layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian felt much lighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts grew clearer; the mystery of the Blessed Land shrank a little more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four malevolent spirits within Wu Xian would forcibly act that day, extending eight arms to bind him, ensuring the new cycle would inevitably begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what would happen next was now crystal clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the exterior of this barbershop was lavish, its interior was hollow—just one chair, one mirror, and a floor stained dark red. Such minimalist decor would make cleaning up any bloodshed easy enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wu Xian gritted his teeth and stepped into Perfect Hair Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to be changing clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect Hair Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian ordered good wine and dishes at a nearby eatery, watching from afar, waiting for some unlucky fool to enter and get a haircut so he could observe the spirit’s abilities and find its weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four malevolent spirits inside Wu Xian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wu Xian guessed right, the curse upon him still remained—they had only promised not to force him to kill Jia’s entire family, not that they’d lift the curse if he didn’t kill them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand pressed down on Wu Xian’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian swallowed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian gathered several plastic bags, thumbtacks, and five tubes of black dog blood, spending over an hour sewing a special vest, then stored the vest inside a thermos box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Jia’s family had already been killed by Wei Hao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, even if Wu Xian wanted to fulfill the curse’s condition and kill Jia’s entire family, he couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skeleton also collapsed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin curtain was lifted by a strange wind—on the ground, only a tangle of bloody flesh remained…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final thing to consider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure he was killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Xian was full to bursting, and still no victim entered to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After removing all her clothes, the strange woman didn’t put on new ones—instead, she kept undressing, this time stripping not clothing, but herself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The curtain was thin; Wu Xian, aided by the light, could faintly make out the contours of her movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No payment? You take lives instead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next comes the third question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the woman’s service, he washed his hair, sat on the single chair, and tied on the barber’s cape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just a haircut—why change clothes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian had no interest in this hermaphrodite, but he stared intently anyway, afraid of slipping up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a question Wu Xian had to ask before every haircut, even at familiar shops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian will be caught by Wei Hao tomorrow night; the newly killed family of four will guide Wei Hao to him, and under pursuit by four monster officers, Wu Xian will inevitably be captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Wu Xian stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please wait here a moment—I’ll call the barber out to serve you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had kept his head turned, so he saw clearly—there was no one behind him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian will be captured by the inspector tomorrow night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How to break the cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some parts resembled a man, others a woman—not neutral, but twisted ‘hermaphroditic’; every limb was stiff, like a lifeless puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early the next morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seven tubes of black dog blood—five from earlier, plus two just now—had been kept fresh with ice, so they were still good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barbershop emitted an invisible aura; passersby all avoided its entrance like they would a sewage cart, walking in curved paths around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how to break the deadlock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, would you like a haircut?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much for a haircut?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian realized waiting any longer might mean no one else would enter before nightfall—and the restaurant owner was already eyeing him suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t take money. Our service includes washing, cutting, shaving, and blow-drying. Look…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This private room was screened by a curtain, and inside seemed to be a large space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to the city and found that barbershop whose style starkly differed from the rest of the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To break the cycle, the Flying Blade Spell won’t work—because theoretically, he could obtain it every cycle, yet he’s still trapped in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This vest was Wu Xian’s leverage to break the cycle, his attempt to shatter it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian pondered a moment, then dug out all his black dog blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this, Wu Xian’s eyelids twitched violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian rubbed his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman lightly scraped Wu Xian’s face, gave a seductive smile, and walked toward a side partition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavily accented male voice came from behind Wu Xian: “Sir, what hairstyle would you like?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Jia experienced, Wu Xian will experience too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To break the cycle, you must find another deity to worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the cycle’s perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The day after tomorrow, Wu Xian will be sent to a psychiatric hospital for evaluation—and en route, he’ll be killed by the new inspector, Wei Hao, seeking revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the time to visit the barbershop is set for tomorrow morning; Wu Xian must resolve this spirit and obtain a new deity artifact before time runs out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes brightened—perhaps there, he could find a deity statue other than Yin Law’s Cui the Judge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the barbershop he often saw on the street, whose style clashed with the entire city—this was the key to breaking the cycle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall woman stepped out to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman behind the curtain first peeled off her skin, then her muscles, organs—until only a standing skeleton remained—and then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian made a simple disguise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian internally scoffed, yet wore a delighted expression: “Free? Great—I love a good bargain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was exhausted. He forced himself to tidy his hygiene, then collapsed onto the soft mattress and fell into deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman stood a full one meter eighty tall, her face reasonably pretty, yet gave Wu Xian a deeply unsettling feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But where to find other deities?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian pondered a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head back mechanically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mirror, he saw a flamboyant male barber arranging a sharp, bloodstained razor—this spirit…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only in the mirror!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1091,"2026-06-20T14:31:06.102Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c8c36631212316a861b8fdcdf06b908ac230629fa6133e63aacc07f5b2ddb96f","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-63","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-61",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheavenly-official-bestows-evil-cover.jpg"]