(Clearwisdom.net) On September 10, 2004, I was arrested because someone in Shenyang City, Liaoning Province, reported that had I called fellow practitioner Ms. Gao Rongrong to support her after she had been severely tortured. I was detained, brutally tortured, and sentenced to forced labor.

I was serving my term in the Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp in Changsha City, Hunan Province, where I was constantly forced to stand for long periods of time, to sit on a small stool, to go through brutal brainwashing sessions, and was force-fed twice. My nose had bled at least four times due to being beaten. My hands were tied up nearly a hundred times because I kept practicing the exercises. I was locked in solitary confinement for more than 10 days because I shouted Fa-rectification phrases. Prison guards even put a straightjacket (1) on me.

My left ear was severely injured by prisoner Yan Zhe (male), who twisted it cruelly, causing it to swell. I had to have blood drawn out of it about seven times. Each time about seven milliliters was drawn out of the ear. (See photo)

The camp doctor had to take me to the hospital in Changsha City many times. Later, because they were scared of being held accountable, and, plus, my family had been trying to rescue me with great effort, they released me on a "medical parole." Nevertheless, they fabricated a medical statement from an internal hospital that said that I had a "mental problem," and they extorted 2,000 yuan from my family, even though the Hunan Province Second Hospital (the best mental hospital) had already evaluated me as perfectly normal.

Mr. Yu Shaoqi's left ear, brutally twisted and left deformed.

Tortured in the State Security Division and the Detention Center

After I was arrested on September 10, 2004, Chenxi County Police State Security Division Head Yu Qingchang and agents Xie Kaiji, Yang Qiao, and Xia Dong (all male) tortured me. When Yu Qingchang searched me, he found a piece of paper that had Master's scripture and a poem clarifying the truth written on it. He punched my chin three times and made my gums bleed. He also used a mop to stab my mouth. They handcuffed my hands onto two metal rings mounted on two cement pillars overnight, but I absolutely refused to sign my name stating that I denounced Falun Gong. They sent me to the Chenxi County Detention Center the next day.

Since the first day I entered the Detention Center, I shouted "Falun Dafa is great" every day and kept reciting Master's words and practicing the Falun Dafa exercises. Fellow practitioners came and visited me and brought me Master's articles, which encouraged me a great deal.

I went on hunger strike for 11 days. Center Director Liu Qiliang and CCP Director Zhang Xianglin (both male) had about seven prisoners tie me up, pinch my nose, pry open my mouth, and insert a tube to force-feed me. They injured my throat and made me vomit a large amount of blood.

When I was dragged back to the cell, it was late at night. The lights were very dim, and it looked like hell. My righteous thoughts came forth and I felt like I was about to float up. I thought, "Master, I cannot die like this; I have so many things to do for validating Falun Dafa!" I forced my primordial spirit back into my body.

I never cooperated. I absolutely refused to sign my name, to wear a prisoner's clothes, or to take a prisoner's photo even if they beat and cursed me or threatened to put death row prisoners' chains on me. Center Head Liu Qiliang tied my hands to the window frame with ropes, then rushed up to slap my face and to kick me. I endured all that torture and shouted "Falun Dafa is great!" Once, prison guard Zhang Yaowu (male, since transferred to the city police station) punched my head with a lock, making a huge bloody hole in my head, just because I refused to stand like a prisoner.

Early in the morning on October 24, 2004, they sent me to Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp in Changsha City and said that I was sentenced to one year of forced labor. I shouted, "Falun Dafa is great! Falun Dafa can save all beings!" and, "Return Master's Good Reputation!" Prison guards Xia Shulin, Yin Qiang, and the driver covered my mouth with masks and then pried my mouth open with a metal bar to stuff rags in it. Yin Qiang punched my left eye and made blood trickle down my cheek. My left eye was swollen very badly. I kept shouting Falun Dafa phrases until we reached Changsha City.

Evil in Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp

When I first was locked in the Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp, there were four prisoners that took turns watching over me closely 24 hours a day. Several other cells' "prisoner leaders" (appointed by the prison guards) also joined in on the torturing. They forced me to stand for a long time. If I moved a little, the prisoners would kick me or beat me. Prisoners Yan Zhe and Liu Yuanbiao (both male) punched me till my nose bled. Whenever I did the exercises, they would tie my hands onto the metal window frames or the metal bed frames.

The prisoners who were assigned to watch me took me to "C" area to be tortured. They didn't even allow me to go back to my cell at night unless prison guards came to get me. Once when I refused to cooperate with Yan Zhe and Liu Yong (male) when they asked me to "guarantee to stop practicing," they tied my hands onto the metal bed frame until 1 or 2 a.m. and deprived me of my right to sleep. Another practitioner, Lu Hai, was also being tortured in "C" area. I often saw him being forced to stand facing the wall till midnight. I shouted, "Lu Hai, recite Master's Fa! Deny the old forces' arrangement! Do the three things well!" to encourage him. Inside the cells there were only little stools to sit on besides the bed. The prisoners constantly threatened practitioners to "stand still," or they would beat or kick them. The more passive the practitioners were about their torture, the more severe the torture would be. The practitioners who refused to accept brainwashing often resisted the torture. Some of them were transferred to other wards to do heavy labor.

Evildoers are Frightened of Practitioners' Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions

In Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp, I was beaten by prison guards and prisoners because I refused to cooperate, kept shouting things like "Falun Dafa is good," "clarified the truth," refused to wear a prisoner's badge, and refused to respond to the roll call. I was beaten at least four times until my nose bled. Dozens of times they stuffed my mouth with dirty socks, rags, or towels. My mouth was torn when the rags were stuffed in too hard. Prisoners tied my hands nearly a hundred times, which made them swell. They also tortured me by stabbing pieces of wood into my gums, twisting my ear until the cartilage broke, duct-taping my mouth, and even covering my head with a quilt for a long time. They tied me up in the quilt to torture me with the heat and lack of oxygen. Sometimes they blew cigarette smoke into the quilt to choke me.

They are very scared of practitioners who do not cooperate. They used all sorts of means to torture us, such as locking us in solitary confinement, making us wear helmets, tying both our hands and feet on a stretcher, and making us wear straightjackets. Every time the prisoners' names were called out, I refused to answer, "Yes." I would answer instead, "I am an innocent Falun Dafa practitioner" or "Call to release innocent Falun Dafa practitioners." If they slandered Falun Dafa's Master, I would shout, "Falun Dafa is good! Restore Master Li Hongzhi's good reputation!" Another practitioner, Mr. Zhang Xinjiang, also shouted, "Falun Dafa is good" during roll call. Our righteous actions shook the evil and strongly encouraged the other practitioners.

Destroying a "Straightjacket" with Righteous Thoughts

In order to prevent me from doing the exercises or shouting phrases, prison guard leader Zhou (male) and the Seventh Ward leader led a group of prisoners to put a motorcycle helmet on my head and taped my mouth and my head with wide tape. I still kept shouting Falun Dafa phrases and the tape fell off. They had to give up torturing me with the helmet and tape.

They also tried to put a straightjacket on me. The straightjacket, made of canvas, opens at the back and the sleeves are sealed shut. The prison guards pushed my arms into the sleeves, crossed my hands, then tied and hooked my arms and hands tightly from behind. I successfully undid the straightjacket with help from Master and righteous gods, and I continued my exercises. The prison guards saw this through the monitoring system, so guard leader Zhou with guard He Wangjun (male), prisoner Wang Yong, and several prisoners ran to the solitary confinement and put two layers of straightjackets on me. I thought sincerely when they tied me up, "Master, please strengthen me. They cannot tie me up tight, I will tear the straightjacket apart."

After they left, I asked Master to strengthen me while I shouted, "Falun Dafa is good!" I scraped my sleeves on the tap faucet and tore a hole in the first layer. The sleeves were looser. I lowered my head, tore the straightjacket with my teeth and then tore the whole straightjacket into pieces. I continued to do the exercises. Prison guards Zhou, He Wangjun and others ran towards me again in shock, and none of them dared to put straightjackets on me again.

The whole process of destroying the straightjacket was a huge fight between the righteous and the evil.

"If a disciple has enough righteous thoughts, Master will have the power to save the disciple from any desperate situation." ("Gratitude of Master and Disciples" from Hong Yin II, unofficial translation)

I truly feel that Falun Dafa can give us unlimited power if disciples keep righteous faith and righteous actions. I finished the five exercises inside that solitary confinement, and it strongly shook and disintegrated the evil. Later they tied both my hands and feet onto a stretcher and had prisoners watch me 24 hours a day. It made those prisoners very tired.

One Thought at a Life or Death Moment Can Distinguish a Human from a God

I have been brutally force-fed many times during my hunger strikes in the Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp. The first time was the second or third day after I arrived. A group of drug addicts, following prison guard He Wanjun's orders, abducted me and took me to the nurses' room downstairs. Prison Doctor Y (gender unknown, in his 50s or 60s) told them to tie me to the bed especially for force-feedings.

This bed can be raised or lowered, and it had metal railings on both sides. They tie a practitioner to the bed, and then several prisoners press down the practitioner's head, hands and feet, pinch the practitioner's nose, and try to force him to open his mouth. If necessary, they pry open the practitioner's teeth with a pair of pliers or a sharp bamboo tube. As soon as the practitioner's teeth are open, they insert an instrument to keep the mouth wide open. They pinch the practitioner's tongue up and then pour in half a cup of Copitids Chinensis solution (a very bitter herb), tablespoon after tablespoon. Because the practitioner's nose is pinched, he must swallow this bitter drug to survive. For fear that they might suffocate the practitioner to death, they would let go of the nose for a second or two, but instantly resume pinching it closed. On the surface they are letting the practitioner survive, but in reality they are really killing people by this cruel torture. When the practitioner is about to pass out, they insert a long tube through the nose to force-feed soybean milk, etc.

Escape the Evil Den with Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions

Under Master's benevolent protection, I survived a few life or death tribulations inside the Xinkaopu Forced Labor Camp. Once I shouted, "Falun Dafa is good" when prisoners were doing a head count. Prisoner Yan Zhe and several others held me down, and he covered my mouth and nose tightly for several minutes. My eyes saw black, and I gradually lost consciousness. I said to Master in my heart, "Zhen, Shan, Ren are good." Immediately I felt cool air being poured down from the top of my head, and the page with "Qigong and Athletics" in the Ninth Talk of Zhuan Falun appeared golden and shining in front of my eyes. I suddenly regained consciousness. Another time, prisoner Zhang Zhengde (male) almost broke my fingers. I quietly asked Master to strengthen me, and my hand stopped feeling painful. The prisoners who tortured me have often been met with retributions. Yan Zhe's hand and one side of his body were extremely painful, and his prison term was extended for 15 days. All the others had their terms extended as well.

I resisted their tortures by refusing to cooperate, by exposing their evilness, and by clarifying the truth. The tortures became less and less. They used to tie my hands whenever I tried to do the exercises. I took that passively nearly a hundred times. Later, I enlightened to the fact that I should negate such evil persecution. Whenever they tied me up, I would ask Master to strengthen me, and I untied the ropes. Every time I threw away my ropes, it would be a battle between righteousness and evil. When my fear or qing still were not thrown away, it would be hard to successfully get rid of the ropes, and the evil would torture me more with brutal beatings or curse Master. If I did not have any fear or sentimentality, they would cease to torture me. Finally, when I had thoroughly denied that fake sentimentality and fear, I took the last strip of cloth they used to tie me up with and threw it out of the window. Prison guard He Wangjun came to me soon after and said that I was released, but he wanted me sign my name. I said, "I am not a prisoner. I refuse to sign my name."

I started doing the fifth exercise before I left. Prisoner Tang Liqiang (male) stood beside me but did not try to stop me.

That evening, my family came to pick me up from Xinkaipu Forced Labor Camp. It was December 29, 2004, and it had just snowed heavily outside. It was 10 years and one day since I had heard Master's Lectures in Guangzhou, which ended on December 28, 1994.


(1) The straightjackets, made of fine canvas, are put on the victim from the front and tightened from behind the back. The sleeves with straps on them are about 10 inches longer than the victim's arms. The perpetrators put the straitjackets on the practitioners and then pull the victims' arms backwards and cross and tie their arms behind their backs. Then they pull the practitioners' arms up over their shoulders to the front of their chest, tie up the practitioners' legs and hang them up in the air from the windows. At the same time, they gag practitioners' mouths with cloth, put earphones in their ears and continuously play messages that slander Dafa. According to an eyewitness account, people who suffer this torture quickly have broken arms, tendons, shoulders, wrists and elbows. Those who endure this torture for a long time have completely broken spines, and they die in agonizing pain. See the case on http://www.clearwisdom.net/emh/articles/2003/11/1/41857.html