C17 guessing fist

I was sitting on the bench, surrounded by three old ghosts, and I was a little flustered.

I was suddenly puzzled. When I was alive, I was afraid of ghosts. Now that I was dead and had become a ghost, why should I be afraid of ghosts? Then I realized that what I was afraid of was not ghosts, but evil.

Three evil spirits surrounded me. It seemed that if I didn't play with them