Karma

"Fuck! Isn't this just a typical old villain, taking advantage of his age to do whatever he wants!"

"His children are even worse! Just leaving this scourge to society?"

"This kind of thing is so powerless. Calling the police is useless, hitting them is too much, and scolding them won't make them go away. It can really drive a normal person crazy!"

"Master Zhong, please take care of this! This is really torturous!"

Zhong Ling covered the entire Daxia with his spiritual awareness.

She saw that the security door of the couple's house was covered with scars.

In the room downstairs, the old man was drinking wine and watching TV with a smug smile on his face.

The spiritual consciousness continued to extend.

In a private room at a bustling city club, a middle-aged man, hugging a young girl, slammed a mahjong tile on the table and laughed, "It's a mess! All the same color!"

This man was the old man’s son, Zhang Guowei.

Thousands of miles away in England, in a luxury store, a woman dressed in jewels was trying on a hat in front of the mirror.

She boasted to her bestie, "I'm telling you, don't be soft-hearted. That old man is a bottomless pit. Whoever gets involved with him will be in trouble. I've already blocked him. Out of sight, out of mind."

She is the old man’s daughter, Zhang Li.

Zhong Ling withdrew her consciousness and said to the couple, "You are not wrong. The noise is just an excuse."

A simple sentence made the couple burst into tears instantly.

Then, Zhong Ling turned her gaze towards the camera:

"Zhang Guowei, Zhang Li."

Zhong Ling read out two names.

The next second, two new small windows suddenly popped up in the live broadcast room.

In the small window on the left is Zhang Guowei, who is dominating the mahjong table.

In the small window on the right is Zhang Li, who is shopping in another luxury store with her best friend.

Everyone saw them.

Zhang Guowei in the club and Zhang Li in the luxury store felt at the same time that they were being watched and their bodies froze.

Then, a cold voice sounded in their minds at the same time.

"Your father is harassing the neighbors."

The two were stunned at first, and then their expressions changed drastically.

They didn't know where the voice came from, but the fear from the depths of their souls gripped their hearts.

Almost at the same time, their phones started ringing with several messages.

"Lao Zhang, look at the live broadcast, you're in Zhong Shen's live broadcast room!"

"Lili, you're trending! It's being broadcast live nationwide!"

The two hurriedly opened the live broadcast room, and when they saw themselves appear in Zhong Ling's live broadcast room, their minds went blank.

"Zhong... God Zhong?" The mahjong tiles in Zhang Guowei's hand fell to the ground, and the blood color faded from his face.

Zhang Li screamed even more, and the clothes in her hands fell to the ground, her eyes filled with fear.

"Your father, with a knife, is slashing at your neighbor's door every day, and you choose to do nothing."

Zhong Ling's voice rang out in the live broadcast room, and also in the minds of both of them.

"No! No! Mr. Zhong! I... I'm busy with work! I don't know!" Zhang Guowei shouted incoherently at the air, trying to defend himself.

"I... I'm abroad! I don't know! I'll go back right away! I'll deal with it right away!" Zhang Li was so scared that her voice was shaking.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were also amused by the two people's ugly behavior.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter! I was caught red-handed!"

"The Oscars owe them an Oscar! And they're still pretending!"

"Master Zhong is awesome! A public execution! So cool!"

Zhong Ling ignored their explanation and just said:

"The grace of bearing and raising a child should be repaid. Since you are unwilling to repay it, then there is no need to repay it."

Hearing this, Zhang Guowei and Zhang Li did not feel relieved, but became even more frightened.

"From this moment on, the cause and effect between you and your father will continue in another way."

"Every time he feels resentful because no one takes care of him, it will become a hurdle in your life and career."

"Every time he gets angry because of loneliness, it becomes your midnight nightmare."

"You will all feel the pain he suffers every time he is sick."

"Don't you want to get rid of him? Okay. The further you go, the tighter the chains of filial piety will become."

After he finished speaking, a golden thread invisible to the naked eye emerged from the void, one end connected to the old man, and the other two ends penetrated into the eyebrows of Zhang Guowei and Zhang Li.

Zhang Guowei only felt a tightness in his chest. The joy of winning money just now disappeared, leaving only irritability.

Zhang Li, who was far away in Yingzhou, suddenly felt a piercing migraine.

They knew that what Zhong Ling said was true.

"As for you." Zhong Ling turned her gaze back to the couple and softened her voice. "Your family will never suffer any more misfortunes from now on."

Zhong Ling lowered her eyes and saw the old man coming up, putting his ear to the door, eavesdropping on what was going on inside.

The old man grinned, he felt that his strategy was successful. The young couple must have been scared by him and were hiding in the corner trembling.

He had even started thinking about what new tricks he would use to torture them tomorrow. Maybe he could try hitting the heating pipes with a hammer at three o'clock in the morning.

Just as he was immersed in morbid pleasure, a thought came into his mind.

The old man felt his mind go blank, and the vicious thoughts that were just in his mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He tried to recall the thought, but found his mind was blank, as if he had never had such a thought before.

He stood there in a daze, somewhat bewildered.

No, I'm going to harass that couple!

As soon as this thought came to mind, a feeling of fatigue came over me.

It was as if he had been running under the scorching sun for three days and three nights carrying a 100-pound sack.

Harass them? I'm so tired, why do this? Can't I just go home and sleep?

The violence and resentment in his eyes quickly faded away. He was confused and couldn't understand why he was standing there like a fool with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Cut the door?

The word flashed through his mind, followed by a feeling of nausea.

He subconsciously let go of his hand, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a clang. He was startled by the sound.

He found it difficult to bend down, and finally just kicked the kitchen knife into the corner with his foot. Then he dragged his heavy steps back to his home and fell asleep on the sofa.

From now on, any malice directed at others will be transformed into extreme fatigue by the spiritual imprint left by Zhong Ling.

He can eat, sleep, watch TV, and do anything, but he cannot have any malicious thoughts.

In the room, the husband mustered up the courage to get in front of the cat.

He saw the old man drop the kitchen knife and leave.

"He...he left." The man turned back to his wife and said, "He threw the knife away and went back."

The two hugged each other and cried, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed for too long turned into tears and were vented at this moment.

Then they bowed deeply to Zhong Ling.

"Thank you! Master Zhong! Thank you!"

On the screen, Zhang Guowei and Zhang Li were still struggling in pain. They wanted to beg for mercy and to defend themselves, but they found that they didn't even have the strength to open their mouths.

Perhaps from today on, they will truly begin to think about how to face the father they abandoned.

Zhong Ling ignored them and said to the camera, "It's karma, that's all."

"Okay, today's live broadcast ends here."

As soon as she finished speaking, without giving the audience time to react, Zhong Ling directly closed the live broadcast room and the screen fell into darkness.

Netizens are still in excitement.

"Ahhh, don't go, Master Zhong, I haven't finished eating the melon yet!"

"It's over? Is it over? I feel like I can watch it for another three days and three nights!"

"Tonight's live broadcast is simply a night of deification! It has all the necessary elements!"

"I declare that the Bell God is the only truth of our time! No objection will be accepted!"

"The guy above, you just realized that I've long been a fanatical follower of the Zhong God! I've even practiced the 'Eternal Life Secret' to the second level!"

There are also more discussions about "filial piety and responsibility" on the Internet.

Many people began to reflect on their relationship with their parents. Some children who worked away from home all year round picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number after watching the live broadcast.