Natural Disaster: After stocking up hundreds of millions of supplies, I won.

Nan Ci's mood was complicated, and Mu Qianqian's mood was even more complicated than hers.

And Zhou Ziyang was worried about Mu Qianqian and also paid attention to Master Zhou, so his eyes and brain were a bit exhausted.

As a result, only the old Taoist priest remained calm.

Sun Hao was unaware of all this and only watched the performance on the stage with interest.

After seeing that Nan Ci and others were not interested in watching the performance, Sun Hao whispered, "This opportunity is rare. I don't know when I will come again next time. You should watch carefully."

Hearing his words, Nan Ci frowned but did not say anything.

Probably seeing that Nan Ci was in a bad mood, Sun Hao subconsciously shrank his neck and didn't speak again.

Seeing that he finally became quiet, Nan Ci withdrew his gaze.

The performance lasted for about half an hour and then ended completely.

The lights in the bar became colorful and the music was loud. People sitting in the seats ran to the dance floor, twisting their bodies and shaking their heads indulgently.

It seems that this can make them forget their sorrow and the difficulties of the end.

But Master Zhou and his group, who were sitting in the booth in front, stood up at this moment.

They got up and walked towards the back of the stage. The manager next to them was nodding and bowing to guide them, and at the same time he was smiling and talking to them.

Because the sound in the bar was too loud, Nan Ci and the others couldn't hear their conversation at all.

But seeing this situation, Zhou Ziyang stood up subconsciously and wanted to follow him.

Just as Zhou Ziyang was about to move forward, the old Taoist priest grabbed his arm.

Zhou Ziyang turned his head and looked at the old Taoist priest in confusion, "What's wrong? What are you pulling me for? If you don't catch up now, you won't be able to find me in a while."

Just like what Sun Hao just said, there are not many opportunities like today.

If you don't cherish it, you don't know how much effort it will take to see him again next time.

The old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you in a hurry? I have already asked Guizi to follow."

When Sun Hao heard this, he looked at the old Taoist priest in confusion, "Who is the turtle son? When did you catch up with him? Why didn't I see him?"

The old Taoist priest and the old god were sitting there, "It's okay if you didn't see it. If everyone can see it, then how can it follow?"

Sun Hao opened his mouth, intending to say something, but in the end, not a word came out.

Although Zhou Ziyang was anxious, he still sat down obediently after hesitating for a moment.

It's just that the person is here, but his mind is not at all, and his eyes are always staring in the direction behind the stage.

After another half hour or so, the little turtle finally came back.

He climbed up the old turtle's trouser legs, and finally lay quietly on the old turtle's arm.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and knocked on the turtle shell, "Are you all set?"

The little turtle blinked his mung bean eyes, and then nodded slowly.

Seeing this scene, Nan Ci and others didn't think there was anything wrong, only Sun Hao's eyes widened.

Although he also has a mutant dog, there is nothing unusual about that dog except that it is stronger.

Compared with the turtle in front of me, it seems as if there is no mutation.

Why are the same mutant animals so different?

Sun Hao was still puzzled, but Zhou Ziyang couldn't wait, "Taoist priest, since we've stepped on it a little bit, what are we waiting for? Let's go right now."

Knowing that he was worried about his family and wanted to know what exactly happened, the old Taoist priest did not stop him this time, but stood up.

As soon as he saw him getting up, Zhou Ziyang immediately followed, followed by Nan Ci and Mu Qianqian.

Sun Hao watched them go to the door of the bar, and suddenly became anxious, "Take me with you!"

He said in his mouth and trotted to catch up.

After leaving the bar, the old Taoist priest turned a corner and walked along the side path. Unlike the bright lights on the street just now, this street was pitch black and no lights could be seen.

Sun Hao followed a few people, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a light behind him, but the light was getting farther and farther away from him, and he became more and more panicked.

Sun Hao quickened his pace and ran to Zhou Ziyang's side without missing a step.

Only in this way can Sun Hao feel at ease.

After walking in circles for a while, we were already far away from the bar street.

There is completely no light here, and there is not even a moon in the sky. It can be said that you can't see even your fingers.

In the silent night, everyone's breathing and footsteps became clearly audible.

Sun Hao's nervous forehead was sweating, and he kept swallowing his saliva, "How far is it?"

He had been to the bar before, so why didn't he know that the back door of the bar could lead to this place?

Could it be that the turtle led the wrong way?

Although he was thinking this, Sun Hao did not dare to say it out loud.

He was afraid that Zhou Ziyang would kick him out if he said this.

Just when Sun Hao was feeling most uneasy, there was finally a little light at the intersection ahead and the sound of someone speaking.

The old Taoist priest who was walking at the front stopped at this moment and stood in front of everyone.

Several people stopped at the same time, breathing softer, for fear of being heard by the people in front.

It wasn't until the footsteps gradually faded away and the voices gradually disappeared that the old Taoist priest led them forward again.

After exiting the alley, they saw a large iron gate not far from them.

There is a street light at the door of the big iron gate. The light they just saw was the halo emitted by this street light.

There is a security room behind the big iron gate, and the lights are on inside, and people can be vaguely seen.

The old Taoist priest only glanced at it and then looked away, "We won't go through the main entrance."

Hearing the old Taoist say this, Nan Ci almost laughed out loud.

If they really go through the front door, what's the difference between them and knocking on the door?

You definitely can’t go through the main entrance!

The originally tense atmosphere became much more relaxed because of the old Taoist priest's words.

The old Taoist priest led them in the opposite direction, and finally went around a high courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall is 3 meters high, and there seems to be a power grid on top.

Although they were not close, Nan Ci was certain that the power grid must be energized.

Sun Hao was a little dumbfounded, "What should we do now?"

They don't know how to fly and escape, so how can they get in?

The old Taoist priest did not speak, but put the little turtle on the ground.

The little turtle climbed to the root of the courtyard wall, its body gradually grew larger, and then began to dig the ground with its huge claws.

It was very fast, and the hard ground was as soft as tofu under its paws.

It didn't take long for the little turtle to dig out a big hole.

Sun Hao was stunned, "Is this okay?"