Ren Shuai's voice fell, and Xie Jiu's face suddenly turned green.

He especially remembered that halfway through the story, he had already developed serious discomfort, not only mentally, but also physically.

Chills, sweating, muscle weakness, as if the body has been hollowed out.

Xie Jiu definitely didn't want to experience that terrifying memory again, at that time, he finally said that he was sick and retired, but he didn't expect to be able to escape the first day of junior high school, but he couldn't escape the fifteenth.

He glanced at the water cup on the table and the power supply at his feet, and thought that it would be better to knock over the water on the power supply before he could start talking, and it would definitely short-circuit.

Just when Xie Jiu was about to try, Ren Shuai glanced up at the screen, and Xie Jiu's half-stretched hand paused.

Eyes kill.

He felt that Ren Shuai was looking at himself, and he interpreted a lot of heavy meanings in that look, in short, it was just a sentence, and he had to listen to it, and he had to listen to it without stopping.

If he dares to do anything, Ren Shuai may be able to find an opportunity to tell him again in person.

Xie Jiu gritted his teeth, stretched out his head with a knife, and shrunk his head with a knife, and he was still a good man after eighteen years.

Ambitious, he withdrew his hand from holding the glass, and instead held the mouse, clicking Mute.

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Ren Shuai didn't know at all that he casually raised his eyes and looked at the camera, which brought such huge psychological pressure to Xie Jiu.

However, he felt that Xie Jiu's expression was a little strange, and it seemed to have an indescribable snickering joy.

Ren Shuai squinted at the group chat mark in the lower right corner, and opened his mouth to say, "Why don't you let Director Xie tell you about the first half of the story, he didn't talk much tonight, and the sense of participation is too low."

Before the host could say anything, Mu Xiaoqing and Su Yu immediately agreed.

"Yes, yes, thank you."

"Yes, let Director Xie tell us about it, just so that everyone can experience the feeling of the director's play."

The two thought to themselves that the harm of Xie Jiu's storytelling was much lower than that of Ren Shuai.

The host didn't hear the director's objection, thinking that it was only the first half anyway, and Ren Shuai had to talk about it later, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I didn't listen to Director Xie much, and he told horror stories quite expected."

Then the scene fell into a brief cold scene.

I saw Xie Jiu looking at the screen very seriously, looking very engaged, but he just didn't speak.

"Director Xie, can you hear us?" The host hurriedly asked.

The staff on the other side hurriedly checked the communication status, and sent someone to contact Xie Jiu's side to see if there was a failure.

However, the communication was normal, Xie Jiu's image was also very clear, and his expression changed from time to time, as if he had heard something terrifying.

Ren Shuai almost didn't hold back, and hurriedly drank a sip of water to press it.

Xie Jiu gradually noticed that something was wrong, why did everyone else on the screen seem to be talking except for Ren Shuai?

Could it be that the story is over so quickly?

He tentatively raised his volume a little, and he heard everyone's kind call.

"Director Xie, are you still there?"

"Director Xie, are you okay?"

"Director Xie, what's going on over there?"

Xie Jiu immediately panicked, and hurriedly responded, "I'm here, I'm here, what's wrong?"

Several people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they thought that Xie Jiu was evil, and before Ren Shuai started to speak, he entered a state of horror in advance, and he didn't make a sound when others asked, and his expression was very strange, and it was scary to look strange.

….

Ren Shuai couldn't help but smile and said, "Director Xie may have been recalling the content of the story just now, and he should be ready now."

Everyone was slightly stunned, thinking that this story must be particularly terrifying, just recalling it looks like that, strange and scary.

Xie Jiu said in a complete condition, "What are you ready?"

The host hurriedly told him the decision of the program team, and Xie Jiu's soul flew out of the sky in an instant.

I really should invite Mr. Li to eat shrimp and pig heart.

He definitely did it on purpose.

Xie Jiu greeted the ardent expectations of several guests, as well as Wan

Thousands of netizens swept the barrage, gritted their back molars and said, "I'll tell."

He said with a hint of trembling in his tone inexplicably: "Legend has it that there is a place in a corner of the city that is as famous as Ward 88, called Hotel 44, and many customers who stayed in room 1404 mysteriously disappeared the next day and never appeared again."

I don't know if Xie Jiu did it on purpose, the trembling tone and fluttering eyes instantly made people feel bad.

Ren Shuai even felt that if he didn't use prop cards, he wouldn't be as effective as he said.

Xie Jiu still said in a trembling but cold voice: "Mr. Li has a friend who is very bold and adventurous, so he decided to stay in room 1404 at midnight, and the waiter at the front desk reminded him that if he lives in the room alone, after 12 o'clock in the night, if he is hungry, he must not open the menu and order, and he must endure until dawn."

Everyone unconsciously relaxed their breathing, but Xie Jiu's breathing was a little heavier.

Although he was not as scared as he listened to the story when he told the story, he could always remember Ren Shuai's voice and smile when he spoke, his heart unconsciously began to tighten, and the speed of his speech accelerated a lot.

"Mr. Li's friend didn't believe in evil, so he didn't sleep until 12 o'clock at midnight, and sure enough, his stomach began to be hungry, so he took out some menu from the drawer.

After opening it, the first page of the menu turned out to be not a recipe, but a text that slowly emerged:

A pair of feet in red high heels walked into the hotel.

He continued to scroll back, page two, page three.

It goes up 2 floors.

It goes up 3 floors.

……

It goes up to the 14th floor.

The hand flipping through the menu trembled a little, and the text changed:

Feet in red high heels walked up to door 1401.

……

He flipped back three more pages.

Winter, winter, winter!

There was a sharp knock at the door of 1404, as if he was kicking with a high heel.

The next day, Mr. Li's friend disappeared......

When Xie Jiu said this, it was like a ball that had been punctured with air, and the whole person leaned softly on the back of the chair, breathing heavily, as if he had carried out heavy physical labor.

It's not that the story itself is scary, it's mainly that I can always remember the tone and expression of Ren Shuai's brief description at that time.

Others only felt a slight coolness passing through them, especially those who were staying in the hotel to watch the live broadcast, and suddenly they didn't dare to order food in their rooms.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

He continued, "I found that there were no dishes on this menu, and I suspected that I had just been dazzled by the mistake, so I turned a few pages forward, turned back, turned back, and there were really no dishes."

"I studied the first 14 pages of that recipe so many times that night that I was so bored that I almost fell asleep."

"When I left the hotel the next day, there was a power outage, so I had to take the stairs and found a pair of red high heels that I don't know who threw in the hallway......

From janitor to actor.

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