After not being a human being, the paranoid villain took a fancy to

Xinghua Street in Lancheng is an old residential area, but because it is built in the city center and it is close to elementary schools and colleges, it has become a popular school district.

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, Fang Hongda came back from overtime work, leaned on the sofa, drank some side dishes, and listened to Li Tong's report on his family's recent expenses.

"This month's water and electricity bills, gas bills, and internet bills total less than [-] yuan, which is about the same as last month's expenses..."

Before Li Tong could finish speaking, Fang Hongda interrupted her, smelling of alcohol, "Almost? Then why is the salary you handed in less than one thousand and two?"

"Isn't school about to start, do you want to find a childcare class for your son in advance, and..."

Li Tong glanced at the closed door on the opposite side: "Don't you have to find a child care class for that kid, otherwise, regardless of what he said, the old lady Zhang from the neighborhood committee will say something again."

Fang Hongda clicked his tongue irritably, and handed the empty wine glass to Li Tong: "If he hadn't taken over that little bastard back then, he would have gotten the apartment and his mother's compensation, who cares about his life, and looks at him with a gloomy face every day. People, like his crazy mother, are simply sick, and now they have to spend so much money on him..."

The crazy mother that Fang Hongda was talking about was Li Tong's own sister, but Li Tong didn't seem to hear it. She took the glass and refilled Fang Hongda's wine while continuing to add fuel and vinegar: "This is only one month's trusteeship money."

"Damn it! Why don't you spend money now, I still have to raise a little bastard!"

The white wine bottle on the coffee table had already bottomed out, Fang Hongda swallowed the last bit of wine in one gulp, and shouted loudly: "Mo Zeyan! Mo Zeyan!"

After shouting a few times, the closed door diagonally opposite finally moved.

With a click, the door was opened a thin crack, and a small figure could be seen standing behind the door.

He didn't speak or move, his eyes were dark, and he hid behind the crack of the door and stared at people expressionlessly.

Li Tong's heart jumped when he saw it, and he cursed in a low voice: "It's as sick as his mother..."

Fang Hongda drank a lot of wine, and it was inevitable that some alcohol was on him at this time. Seeing this, he kicked the coffee table: "Didn't you hear me? Get out and clean up these things!"

"Squeak-"

The coffee table was overwhelmed, and a long section was drawn back. Affected by inertia, a lot of side dishes were spilled, and the wine bottle was also toppled. It hit the coffee table with a bang, and rolled to the edge of the coffee table. It would not fall off. .

Li Tong looked at the scratches made by the legs of the coffee table on the floor, feeling a little distressed, but he didn't dare to speak.

The door was opened, and the small figure behind the door slowly moved out, at a leisurely pace.

No one noticed that behind the open door, there was a doll no higher than the calf, holding the door frame and poking its head out quietly, carefully observing the developments in the living room.

Song Nuo was a little stingy nervously, thinking that if Mo Zeyan had a conflict with his uncle, what would happen to his little arms and legs.

It's all the system's fault, and he can only be put into a doll, which is still plastic and brittle.

Mo Zeyan stood still in front of the coffee table, his dark eyes stared at Fang Hongda and Li Tong for a while, and then drifted to the messy coffee table: "Why don't you clean it up yourself."

Fang Hongda stared and fucked: "What did you say, little bastard? You fucking say it again?! Let you come out and dawdle..."

"Clean it up yourself."

The second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat, and Fang Hongda finally ran out of patience.

Panting heavily, he stood up abruptly, grabbed Mo Zeyan's thin arm, and said, smelling of alcohol, "How dare you f*cking contradict me?!"

Fuck, what are you worried about!

Song Nuo's heart was in his throat, this brat is really a fool, the dog man is obviously drunk, why are you contradicting him? !

Mo Zeyan was pulled so that he almost lifted half of his body, and his small body hit the coffee table, causing the already precarious liquor bottle to fall to the ground and shatter into broken glass in an instant.

He didn't answer any more, just looked at Fang Hongda from bottom to top like that, with his black pupils close to his forehead covered by his hair, and the whites of his eyes were more turned up, matching the expressionless face above, it was rather gloomy.

Fang Hongda lowered his head and met Mo Zeyan's eyes, his head was stunned by the smell of alcohol, and when he realized it, he immediately became angry from embarrassment.

"Damn it!" He cursed, and threw Mo Zeyan away violently, just in time to throw him on the broken glass of the liquor bottle.

Mo Zeyan's right hand was cut by the broken glass, but he didn't react. Instead, he clenched the broken glass tightly in his palm, and a look of hostility flashed in his eyes.

"I provide you with food and clothing, and I have to pay for your schooling. What's wrong with asking you to clean up?!"

Fang Hongda's eyes were wide open, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was flushed, and he was panting heavily, like an enraged beast. He bent down and wanted to pull Mo Zeyan up.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang, accompanied by a crackling sound, like a thunderclap on the ground, which made the floor tremble twice.

The wine cabinet in the living room suddenly collapsed, and all the wine in the wine cabinet was broken.

This sudden change shocked both Fang Hongda and Li Tong.

Fang Hongda woke up quite a bit from the wine, and when Li Tong came back to his senses, he screamed in an instant, his face full of distress, it was all money!

"Why are you still standing there?!" Fang Hongda pushed Li Tong and shouted angrily, "Clean up quickly!"

"Ah, good..."

Li Tong went to tidy up the wine cabinet, while Fang Hongda looked at Mo Zeyan who got up, seeing that Mo Zeyan's right hand was bleeding, he couldn't help but cursed bad luck.

Right now, he didn't have the mood to clean up Mo Zeyan, so he staggered towards his bedroom.

Song Nuo stood incognito next to the collapsed wine cabinet, and was relieved to see Fang Hongda leave.

——It happened so suddenly, he only had time to let the system help him hide, and then pushed it to the wine cabinet, so as to divert the dog man's attention.

Fortunately, it worked.

but……

System: [Mo Zeyan's right hand is injured. 】

Song Nuo took a breath: [I saw it, the system, you continue to cover me, I'll go find the gauze. 】

But what he didn't see was - the broken glass in Mo Zeyan's right hand...

After Fang Hongda slammed the bedroom door shut, Mo Zeyan let go of his right hand holding the broken glass.

He threw the broken glass back to the ground, moved his gaze to Li Tong, paused, stared at the suddenly collapsed wine cabinet for a few seconds, then turned and walked to his room.

"Hey--"

Li Tong called out to Mo Zeyan: "Who told you to go?"

Mo Zeyan stopped, turned around and stared at Li Tong, suddenly picked at the wound on his right hand, and took two steps forward: "What do you want me to do?"

The blood from the wound on his right hand had already congealed, but when he picked it with his fingers, it immediately began to bleed again.

Li Tong's scalp felt numb for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak.

She didn't speak, and Mo Zeyan didn't speak, just continued to stare at the person, his pupils were as dark as a black pool, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Forget it...forget it, you can go back to your room."

At this time, Song Nuo had found the gauze and returned to Mo Zeyan's room incognito.

Afraid that Mo Zeyan would run into him when he came back, he hurriedly threw the gauze to a conspicuous place at the foot of the bed, and then quickly found a seat and sat down.

Mo Zeyan said it was a room, but it was actually just a sleeping place converted from a storage room, cramped and cramped.

This house only has two bedrooms and one living room. The master bedroom is occupied by Fang Hongda and Li Tong. Mo Zeyan's room used to be the room of Fang Hongda and Li Tong's son.

"Deserved..."

Mo Zeyan walked to the door of his room, heard these two words, and instantly glanced to the side, indifferent and sharp.

The storage room was at a ninety-degree angle to his original room, and he could see the door was open as soon as he turned his head, and he didn't know how long the people inside had been peeping.

Fang Junyuan poked his head out, his fat face trembled twice: "What do you look at, you don't like to clean up your things, you deserve to be scolded!"

Mo Zeyan twitched the corner of his mouth: "You should say it in front of your father, and you can still please him."

Fang Junyuan became angry from embarrassment: "What did you say..."

"Xiaoyuan, what did you talk to him about?" Li Tong deliberately lowered his voice: "Have you finished your winter vacation homework? Hurry up and do your homework, or your dad will blame you again soon!"

"Got it..." Fang Junyuan shrank his neck, glared at Mo Zeyan, and then closed the door.

Mo Zeyan also entered his room.

This bedroom transformed from a storage room has a single bed and a desk inside.

There are books on the table, and sundries piled on the floor, which are placed in a mess, making the already cramped and narrow room not much place to stay.

As Mo Zeyan walked in, his footsteps suddenly stopped - there was a roll of gauze lying at the foot of the bed.

The gauze is as white as new and has not been used.

[System, why is he silent?Did a roll of gauze pop out suddenly, arousing Mo Zeyan's suspicion...]

【Children don't think so much. 】

Why don't children think so much...

Song Nuo remembered the scene he saw in the living room just now with the help of the system, and thought that this is no ordinary child...

Which normal child does not cry or make trouble when being beaten or scolded, and can be so calm and silent?

Song Nuo was talking to the system, but Mo Zeyan had already withdrawn his gaze. He didn't take the roll of gauze at the foot of the bed seriously at all. He took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed as if he didn't see it.

Halfway through the climb, Mo Zeyan slid off the bed again.

He walked to the sundries piled under the table, bent down and picked out all the plush dolls inside, and then placed them on the bed one by one, forming a circle around the bed.

But the plush doll is obviously not enough, and there is a gap in the circle by the bed.

Mo Zeyan paused, and his gaze drifted towards Song Nuo.

Song Nuo couldn't help holding his breath.

However, Mo Zeyan quickly withdrew his gaze——

He climbed onto the bed along the gap, lifted the quilt, covered himself, and then closed his eyes.

After confirming that Mo Zeyan didn't make any further moves, Song Nuo couldn't help feeling a little dazed: [Why didn't he put me on the bed too? 】

The system was also a little dazed: 【...Why did he put you on the bed too? 】

Song Nuo looked down and fixed on the pair of red dancing shoes with paint peeling off on his feet, thinking of his current image, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Cried, he is not worthy.

Although the plush doll on the bed was a bit dirty and old, at least it was still cute and fluffy.

And his current body, apart from being equally dirty and old, is not even close to being cute.

Song Nuo came here through a book, and he was bound to a cub raising system.

The system asked him to wear books to save the sick villain, that is, Mo Zeyan. As long as Mo Zeyan's moral value reaches the standard line, he can be reborn.

But the energy of the system is limited, so he can only wear it on the plastic doll next to Mo Zeyan.

The plastic doll is not only tossing two yellow braids like grass, but also has two big black eyes, and is wearing a tattered floral skirt...

Song Nuo had been here for two days, and he didn't dare to make any noise, for fear of scaring the little villain.

Just today, seeing that Fang Hongda was going to attack Mo Zeyan, he went invisible to push the wine cabinet, and then went to find the gauze.

But it seems to be too late.

Song Nuo: [System, is Mo Zeyan's moral value still declining?How much did it fall? 】

I don't know why, but since Fang Hongda yelled for Mo Zeyan to go out, Mo Zeyan's moral value has gradually dropped, breaking directly below the passing line——

The standard line is 80, and the pass line is 60. Now Mo Zeyan's moral value is probably less than 45, and the roller coaster ride is not so fast, which almost gave Song Nuo a heart attack.

Originally, Mo Zeyan's moral value was not high—the initial moral value was only 58, not even passing the passing mark.

The tone of the system is heavy: [Now it is monitored that Mo Zeyan's moral value is 28, which is close to the critical point of no moral bottom line, and may continue to collapse at any time. 】

[Why did it drop so much! 】

Song Nuo held his face in his hands, terrified and unbelievable. Mo Zeyan's moral value also fluctuated in the past two days, but it never fell below 50.

——Why was he suddenly stimulated?