One Person: the Paper Figurines I Made Are All Old Debts from Jiashen.

Shen Zhaoxuan inherited his grandfather's paper-making shop and wanted to close it and transfer it. Unexpectedly, on the first seven nights, a strange man covered in blood came into the shop and he wanted to buy a paper man to save his life. He casually collected three hundred yuan. The next second, the man was stabbed through the chest by the sharp blade, but he did not die. The one who died was the paper mannequin in the shop whose eyes had just been painted. Before Shen Zhaoxuan could react, the pursuer broke into the shop and punched him through the heart. Before dying, the thirty-five paper figures remaining behind the counter all turned their heads. One of them grinned. "Shopkeeper, this life will be recorded in the account." When he opened his eyes again, Shen Zhaoxuan was alive. The paper figurines were burned. The ledger is opened. The first page says—— [Jiashen old debt, thirty-six transactions. [The first stroke: Zhang Huaiyi owes his life. From then on, there was a paper-making shop in the alien world that could not be messed with. Nadu Tong wants to check the accounts, Quan Xing wants to seize the accounts, Shilao wants to press the accounts, and Longhushan wants to ask the accounts. Shen Zhaoxuan held the account book and shivered. "Everyone, I'm really just a paper maker." Liu Qingci, the Qingyi accountant, sat behind the counter and turned the pages slowly. "Shopkeeper, don't be afraid." "The paper man can die for you." "But you have to pay the debt." Later, at Luotian's grand ceremony, the mountains were filled with paper figures walking at night. Zhang Chulan looked at the paper gray lines on his wrist and fell silent. Wang Ye looked at the IOU, turned around and wanted to go down the mountain. The old Heavenly Master stood in front of the mountain gate and sighed softly. "The Jiashen account was finally revealed." Shen Zhaoxuan stood behind the paper man, smiling more innocently than anyone else. "Don't look at me." "I'm just a debt collector." "As for whose life you owe, you have to ask Wugensheng.