The First Seven Account Books: Balance the Accounts Today, Regardless of Ghosts and Gods

My grandma is the most disciplined person in the village. Before she died, she held my hand and said three last wishes: First, seal her seven orifices with peach wood nails. Second, during the funeral, the funeral procession must circle the village three times. No matter who hears my name, it must not look back. Third, and most importantly - on the seventh day after her death, I had to open the attic she had kept locked with my own hands and burn all the paper figures inside. I did. The first two things went well. Until the first seven nights, I trembled and opened the attic. Inside, neatly, were dozens of paper figures with strange smiles. And behind each paper figure, a completely opposite last wish was written in neat calligraphy.