死人的钱,你能花吗

夜半，五月花被稀奇古怪的杂音吓醒，他环顾了空荡又漆黑的房间，没有任何东西。
他掖紧了被子，嘘了一口气，安慰自己，没事，这世界没有鬼，不是她回来找我报仇。
然后，五月花摸摸床垫下的几沓钞票，心满意足的笑了。

为什么五月花他深夜被吓醒，因为做贼心虚，他为了钱，将自己的结发妻子杀害，骗得巨额保险赔偿金，一夜暴富。
有了钱的五月花，开始吃喝玩乐，挥金如土，夜夜笙歌的生活让他沉迷其中，但是，每晚在那寒意透骨的深夜，他都会吓醒，一点点的响动都可以击碎他那紧张儿脆弱的神经，只有钱，能让他安心一点。

昨晚的紧张兮兮让五月花没有睡个安慰觉，今天要好好消遣消遣。
他来到一家夜店，叫了几个小姐陪酒，他在小姐身上上下其手，说，“哥有的是钱，伺候我开心了，钱都是小事。
”听到有钱赚，小姐们都大献殷勤。
末了，五月花扔下一叠百元大钞，打算回家。
他刚走到前台结账，后面的小姐就极其厌恶的嘀咕起来，“这什么人，来寻欢作乐都给假钱，真他妈不是东西。
” 鬼故事

五月花掏钱结账，服务员说，“先生，您的钱好像有问题，我们不能收。
” 鬼故事

“嗯？怎么回事，老子钱都是从银行刚取的，不会有问题的。
”五月有些火气，他接过钱一看，左捏右摸，又甩了甩，然后往桌子上一拍，吼了，“这不是真钱难道是纸钱啊，你什么眼神？”

服务员再次接过钱，看了看，一脸的疑惑，此时的五月花，用他那醉醺醺的眼神瞧了瞧服务员手中的钱，顿时惊异，身上每个毛孔都传来寒意，那钱真的是纸钱，死人用的钱，他揉揉眼睛，再仔细一瞧，又变成鲜红的人民币，他暗想，刚才可能看花眼了，算了，不计较了，直接刷卡吧。
就这样，他刷了卡，回家。

回到家，五月花将自己沉沉的扔到床上，大口喘气，呼呼睡去。
估计是吧，模糊的睡梦中，总有些细细微微的笑声回绕在他耳际，他猛的睁开眼睛，被吓醒。
他觉得头很疼，揉了揉自己的太阳穴，忽然他想起了晚上付账时的钱，再次掏出来，将手中的钱翻来覆去的看了看，没什么奇怪的，也没变成死人钱。

他收起钱，又闭上了眼睛，突然，有种异样感爬上他的大脑，刚才钱上的人头像不是毛主席，是他老婆。
他颤颤巍巍的拿出钱，纸币上，一个女人头像，转了转眼睛，对着五月花，咧开嘴，笑了。

Introduce:Midnight, the flower was frightened to wake by curious and eccentric cacophony in May, he was looked around swing for nothing inky room, without any.
His assist tightened a quilt, breathed out slowly at a heat, comfort oneself, do not have a thing, this world does not have ghost, not be she comes back to look for me to revenge.
Next, the flower felt mattess to fall in May a few crowded money, the laugh of be perfectly satisfied.
Why to spend his late night to be frightened to wake in May, because of the have a guilty conscience, he for money, written guarantee oneself hair wife kills, cheat a huge sum is safely compensation, one night is cruel rich.
Those who had money is beautiful in May, begin idle away in seeking pleasure, spend money like water, the life of nocturnal night playing and singing lets him indulge among them, but, appear the late night of bone in that chill every night, he can be frightened wake, the sound of sth astir of little can be attacked broken his that insecurity flimsy nerve, only rich, can let him set one's mind at a bit.
The insecurity last night lets was spent in May did not sleep comfort become aware, want good very beguiling pastime today.
He comes to inn of a night, called a few young ladies to accompany wine, he leaves its hand in before last of young lady body, say, "Elder brother has a plenty of money, serve me happy, money is bagatelle.
" hear money earns, young ladies make up to greatly.
At last, the flower was abandoned in May fold 100 yuan of big paper money, the plan comes home.
He just walked along downstage settle accounts, the young lady from the back rises with respect to the whisper that detests extremely, "This what person, come be on the tiles gives false money, true his Mom is not a thing.
" ghost story spent the settle accounts that draw out money in May, the clerk says, "Gentleman, your money seems to have a problem, we cannot close.
" ghost story " hum? How to return a responsibility, father money just was taken from the bank, won't have a problem.
" there was some of internal heat in May, he has received money to look, left hold right feel, swing again, pat toward the table next, growl, "This is not true fund be paper made to resemble money and burned as an offering to the dead, your what eyes? " the clerk has received fund again, look, the doubt of one face, right now beautiful in May, with him that drunk eyes look look clerk the money in the hand, immediately uncannily, every pore on the body transmits chill, that money is paper made to resemble money and burned as an offering to the dead really, the fund that the the dead uses, he is kneaded rub an eye, again careful one look, become bright red RMB again, he ponders, a moment ago the likelihood sees presbyopia, calculated, not dispute, brush card directly.
such, he brushed card, come home.
Return the home, beautiful in May him heavy throw to the bed, big mouth pants, breathe out breathe out go off.
Estimation is before dawn, in ambiguous sleep, always some of subtle laugh is answered circle in his ear border, he opens an eye suddenly, be frightened to wake.
He feels first very ache, those who knead oneself is temporal, suddenly he recalled the money when paying Zhang in the evening, draw out again, the money in the hand again and again look, it doesn't matter is strange, also did not become dead8435