What is the word "cry seven" in rural areas?

Two people turned to a small hat and cried seven times (arrangement of folk lyrics)

Ah, ah, a stick of incense,

Cigarettes have gone up for nine days,

There is white paper hanging on the gate.

White sails hung on the second door,

-Go to hell,

Kneel down,

In order to save your old age from disasters and difficulties,

The children knelt before the spirit and cried seven times.

1, are you crying? It's no use crying.

Crying to 17,

The seventeenth pass is Wangxiang Pass,

-Look back at home,

-I went to Wangxiangtai,

Daughter, I don't cry,

I want to see your old face again,

Unless it is in a dream.

Did you cry? What's the point of crying?

Crying until level 27,

Erqi Pass is an evil ghost pass,

Ghosts, large and small, blocked the road,

Two ghosts stood in the way,

Reach for money to buy a road,

Children burn more paper,

Give your dad a few more bags of money.

3. crying? Cry seven times,

Cry till the third seven pass,

Sanqiguan is the Golden Rooster Pass,

The golden rooster blocked the road,

With grain in his hand,

Scattered on the ground,

Rooster, get out of the way,

-After the third level.

Did you cry? How can you cry?

Crying to level four or seven,

Grade four or seven is the level of evil dogs,

Bad dog, it's in the way,

-Pick up the dog stick,

Stabbed on the ground,

Bad dogs go away,

-Passed the fourth level.

5. Are you crying? How can you cry?

Crying to the fifth level,

The May 7th Pass is a death pass,

This is the hardest thing for you to do,

Five, seven, 35,

Your father is suffering,

The children tied five pots of flowers,

-I just passed level five.

Did you cry? How can you cry?

Crying to six or seven,

Six or seven passes are river passes,

There is a river ditch blocking the road.

Daughter, I'll buy a piece of cloth.

Here-put it on your shoulder,

Old people cut, cut and sew this kind of cloth.

It's warm and cold on the shoulders.

Are you crying? How can you cry?

July 7th is 49 days,

It burned for a hundred days, and the anniversary came in a blink of an eye.

After the third anniversary, no one asked whether it was warm or cold.

Except holidays,

Children burn paper and come to the grave.

I wish you an old Buddhist paradise,

Your dad is safe.