(Minghui.org) I went to the countryside to clarify the facts and help save people on January 21, 2021. A woman who wasn’t yet clear about the truth of Falun Dafa reported me to the authorities. The police arrested me and took me to the station. They also confiscated seven copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, an MP3 player, and some informational materials that were in my tricycle. I said to them, “Please check out those books and materials. Do not participate in persecuting Dafa practitioners so that you will have a good future.” They ransacked my home and held me for 15 days in the detention center.
Soon after I returned home, my husband told me, “The village cadre called to have our son deliver your picture to them. So I found one and gave it to him.” I said, “Why didn’t you ask me before you did that? Do you know what they are doing with it? They are using it to watch and persecute me.” My husband said he didn’t realize that.
Indeed, one day on my way to clarify the facts to people, I saw a man and a woman following me closely on a motorcycle. They had been following me for nearly 10 miles. At an intersection as I waited for the lights to change, they stopped beside me. I stared at them while thinking to myself, “Don’t follow me!”
When the light turned green, they cut me off and drove away. I had clarified the facts to the two police stations in my area successfully in the past, which made me think the people on the motorcycle were connected with another police station and that I should go there to clarify the facts to them.
On May 9, I brought a truth-clarification letter and some informational materials to this other police station. There happened to be a few people from the 610 Office there. When I started to talk to them, they refused to listen or to read the letter or materials. They arrested me and ransacked my home.
The day after my arrest, I was put in a cell with 15 inmates at the municipal detention center. Those inmates treated me badly. When I refused to wear the uniform, they said, “If you don’t, the head of the detention center will extend our detention terms. Some of us have family members anxiously waiting for us to come home. If you don’t wear the uniform, we’ll find a way to make you suffer.” I replied, “Your terms won’t be extended because of me. I can wear the uniform, no problem, that doesn’t matter to me. My master is in charge!”
They had very bad tempers and were easily agitated. They often cursed at me and took out their anger on me. They stole my personal items. But I didn’t take any of that to heart. Master taught me to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, so I knew I must not behave like they do. As often as I could, I recited the Fa to myself or sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors in this dimensional field.
For a while, things hardly changed. One day, the thought occurred to me that only by listening to Master’s lectures would the situation change. Thus, I began to recite Hong Yin to Hong Yin IV loudly. Even though they yelled at me, I ignored them and carried on. They ended up speaking even louder to drown out the sound of my voice to stop me from reciting.
I considered that perhaps my approach was not correct. If the inmates continued to be disrespectful to Dafa like they were, they’d have committed a crime. So I stopped reciting and sent forth righteous thoughts intensively to eliminate all the evil behind them. While I was doing that, Master allowed me to see large chunks of a black substance falling away in this dimensional field. Later, I kept reciting from Hong Yin very quietly. That meant I spent a lot of time reciting the Fa every day, which helped my thoughts remain righteous. I had no trace of fear, didn’t worry about the work that needed to be taken care of in the field, and only longed to read Zhuan Falun.
Having Righteous Thoughts and Actions
About three weeks later, a police officer called me into his office and asked, “We have initiated proceedings to prosecute you, and your file has been sent to the court. Will you hire a lawyer to defend you?” I answered, “I will not. I only rely on my master.”
Several weeks later, the staff from the county 610 Office and two police officers put me in a police vehicle. I told all of them, “Master Li has asked his disciples to save people, including you. To be saved, please try to understand the truth about Dafa and stay away from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). You have held me in detention and deceived me. You hid the words on the paper and pointed to where I needed to sign, saying that if I signed it, I could go home. Only after I did that did I see that you defamed Dafa on the paper. You tricked me into signing it. Because of that, I let Dafa down. I felt so sorry for Master, who painstakingly saved me. Because I was so regretful, after I came to the detention center, I went on a hunger strike for eight days. I also did it to oppose the persecution, because I shouldn’t be treated like that. You are committing a sin when you persecute Dafa. Why didn’t you read the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party that you took from me last time? Why don’t you read our informational materials? Please think it over.”
I soon discovered that the police were taking me to Chengdu Psychiatric Hospital. I told them, “If you are taking me here to get toxic injections, you’ll be committing a huge sin! I’m not afraid of death, I only feel pity for you, because you will incur retribution. Master Li has written three poems all entitled “Retribution,” I’ll recite two of them.” I then recited “Retribution” in both Hong Yin II and Hong Yin IV so that they could be aware of the consequences of persecuting practitioners. Then I recited the Fa to them, very carefully and slowly, so that they could hear me clearly.
At the entrance to the psychiatric hospital, I asked them to take off my handcuffs, but they said they didn’t have the key. I then shouted out to passersby, “My friends, I am someone who would not fight back when being beaten or cursed at. I follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance to be a good person, yet I’m subjected to persecution like this. What kind of society is this? What kind of Party is the CCP? Can it keep going on like this?” The police pushed me along to stop me from talking.
Having a "Check-Up"
As I went up the stairs in the hospital to check in, three police officers followed me. One asked me, “Do you hate us?” I said, “As practitioners of Falun Dafa, we have no hatred, just Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, in our hearts.”
I then recited “Settling the Great Havoc” from Hong Yin II, and they all listened. At the office, I said to the doctor, “I am very healthy both physically and mentally. I can recite several Dafa books. I will not cooperate with you to do the examination.”
Thus, when they told me to open my eyes, I just closed them, then vice versa. When they saw me doing that, they removed my handcuffs and forced me to go through all of the remaining procedures. When it was all over, the doctor closed his book and said to me, “You are very normal and smart.” I knew it was Master encouraging me to continue on my path well.
Next, a male doctor asked me, “Did anyone here give you toxic medicine or treat you badly?” I said, “No.” I did, however, tell the doctor about how the police officers tracked me down and interfered with my clarifying the truth: “I gave them truth-clarification information to save them, and they put me in detention. They even brought me to this mental hospital to torture me.” I told the doctor not to work with the police to do bad things to hurt Dafa. I let the doctor know that Falun Gong is a high-level cultivation way that teaches people to cultivate themselves and pursue kindness. “Prior to my cultivating,” I said, “I had a bad temper and all kinds of health issues. But look at how healthy I am now.” When the police standing by saw me clarifying the truth again, they dragged me away and put me in their vehicle.
On Our Way Back to the Detention Center
It took several hours to drive back from the psychiatric hospital to the detention center. I wanted to recite more of the Fa teachings to the three police officers to make the most of this opportunity to clarify the facts to them once again. As soon as I got in the car, I began to recite Hong Yin. I tried to say every word loud and clear, and they all listened without saying a word. One of them answered a call on the way. The other party asked, “How did it go?” He replied, “It’s rather complicated. I’ll tell you in detail after we get back.” Then he hung up. I felt that reciting the Fa for these men wouldn’t be a waste of time, as Master would cleanse their minds for them. At the station, they looked at each other as if in shock and said nothing.
The officer who took me back to the cell was so dumbfounded that he kept following behind me, even when we got to the second gate. The guard told him to stop and turn around, but he just stood there as if he hadn’t heard. The guard got angry and shouted at him. Only then did he appear to “wake up” and go on.
The next day, a man brought in a document with the checkup results and told me to sign it. I looked at it and saw that every item was marked “abnormal.” I said, “I’m very fit. What’s ‘abnormal?’ I will not sign it!” He was upset and left. A few days later, police officers from the detention center again told me to sign the exam results. When I saw it was the same one, I said, “You colluded with the hospital so that you can take me to the psychiatric hospital to persecute me. I will not sign it!”
After the Tribulation
After I returned from Chengdu City, the other inmates asked me what went on and what the police said. I told them about the exam at the psychiatric hospital and how the officers had listened to me recite the Fa to them. I used this opportunity to tell the inmates what teachings I’d recited. Someone said, “That was well done.” Another commented, “I have never seen anyone like you who has memorized this much of the teachings.” I replied, “Many of us Dafa practitioners can memorize and recite the Great Law.” I asked them to repeat, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” One inmate said, “You are something! At one point you didn’t eat for eight days but remained in good spirits. You were not sick and didn’t take any medication. You are amazing!” It’s easy for regular people to understand poems in Hong Yin. Since they liked to listen to that, I always recited it. The inmates began to like me. When they were in a good mood, they asked me to recite the Fa to them. One of them got my phone number, saying that she would get in touch with me after she was released so that I could show her how to do the exercises.
Eight of us were later transferred to another cell. In the new cell, there were many xinxing tests to pass. I maintained my xinxing and kept reciting the Fa and sending righteous thoughts every day. The inmates in this cell also began to like me. Only one inmate couldn’t stand me and asked to be transferred to another cell.
On the afternoon of August 26, a police officer shouted through the door that I was to pack up my stuff and go home. Everybody in the room heard it and was excited for me. One was so excited that she jumped up and down like a kid! The whole room was filled with joy, even though none of them wanted me to leave. I have never seen anything like it and was so touched. One person said, “Please dress nicely since you are going home today.” I said, “It’s okay. I’ll leave these items and some other things with you. Thank you for caring about me, I appreciate it! I did enjoy the time we got to spend together!"
I had mixed feelings about leaving. Many had cursed at me and stolen my food while I was on a hunger strike. Every one of them had bullied me. Now they were all different. It was Master’s power that changed them, it was Master’s compassion that inspired their kind nature to come forth. They also showed they understood and respected Falun Dafa. I felt happy for the bright future that lay ahead for these women.
Two people came to pick me up at the detention center, one from the county 610 Office and the other an officer from the police station. One had heard me recite the Fa. They took me to my local police station. On the way, I asked them, “Do you still swear at Dafa?” They quickly said, “No, we don’t. We believe in Dafa, we don’t do things that undermine it.”
We soon arrived at my local police station, and they were about to leave. I said to them, “Please recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ often, and you will be blessed. Please do not persecute practitioners anymore.” They both said cheerfully and loudly, “Sure.” People in the police station all laughed.
When I returned home, the people in my village were caught off guard. A cadre said, “The police said that you told everyone about how wonderful Falun Gong is. It’s hard to believe you even dared to say that at the police station! I heard this time you’d be sentenced to several years. How come you were released? Who bailed you out?” I responded, “Master Li protects me, Master is in charge. Many more police officers now understand the truth about Falun Gong, so I was released.” I recited the Great Law to the villagers, and they also understood the truth.
During the time I was in the detention center, I truly wanted to study the Fa. When I couldn’t remember Zhuan Falun, I became upset. I said to Master deep down, “Master, this is not the place for me to stay. I will go home and do the three things you have entrusted to us well. After I return home, I will not be that tied up selling vegetables and will use the time to study the teachings more and save more sentient beings.”
Thank you, Master, for your benevolent protection and strengthening, so that I was able to escape the detention center with my righteous thoughts and actions and return home with dignity. I will study the Fa more, save more sentient beings, and cultivate even more diligently.
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