My name is Wang Yulan. I was born in a remote village in Jieyang, Guangdong, to a family with five children, of which I was the youngest. Due to our family's poverty, I dropped out of school after junior high. In 1991, I married my childhood sweetheart, Ping Ge, and we had two sons, filling our home with laughter and joy. To provide a better life for our family, my husband and I opened a store that processed clothing and sold electrical appliances. We worked hard from dawn till dusk, living a modest, ordinary, yet warm and fulfilling life.
Lack of Scientific knowledge, I was fooled to believe in an evil cult
We made quite a bit of money, but both my husband and I were poorly educated and superstitious. In September 1998, a man named Rong Bo from our village brought a book to our store and told us, “Zhuan Falun is the doctrine taught by Master Li Hongzhi, it is the highest law in the universe. It can not only eliminate karma and cure diseases to improve health, but also enable people to escape the cycle of rebirth, transcend life and death, and achieve Perfection. Here's a copy for you to read.”
The fate of a person often changes completely in a few careless moments. The book Zhuan Falun attracted me deeply like a magnet, and in particular, it talked about “Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance”, “Being a good person”, and “Perfection” etc. I firmly believed that I had found a way of “cultivation”, to do good deeds and become an immortal or a Buddha. Since then, my husband and I started to run our shop during the day and study the Dafa and practice Falun Gong at night. We gradually lost our bearings in one beautiful bubble after another created by Li Hongzhi, step by step sinking into a quagmire.
Blindly Obsessed, I danced with demons dangerously
On July 22, 1999, the state legally banned Falun Gong. My family solemnly warned my husband and me that we were not allowed to practice Falun Gong, as doing so would be illegal. At that time, my husband and I did not understand it, and although we dared not practice or study its teachings in public, we still secretly read the books and practiced at home.
One day in November 2005, when I went to the ancestral hall to pay respects to my ancestors, I saw propaganda posters denouncing Falun Gong hanging on the walls. The one that left the deepest impression on me depicted a Falun Gong practitioner cutting open his belly to find the "Falun (running wheels)." I was shocked and couldn't believe that the warning poster was associated with Falun Gong. After returning home, I told my husband. Not only did we not delve deeper into the real cases behind these pictures, but we also thought that such denigration of Falun Gong was disrespectful to the gods and Buddha. We agreed to practice in secret at home, ignore others' comments, and especially keep our belief in Falun Gong from being known to others.
In 2012, my eldest son was admitted to university through his own efforts. His success made me believe it was the blessing of the “gods and Buddha”. I became even more obsessed with the words “Falun Gong”, secretly resolving to devote more to the “Dafa” so that I could receive even more blessings.
Through the introduction of Mr. and Mrs. Rong Bo, we met many other practitioners. After continuously practicing and exchanging experiences with fellow practitioners, I believed that I had gained more power, thus becoming more obsessed with Falun Gong. I often closed the shop or let my busy husband take care of it, believing that earning money was less important than practicing Falun Gong. So I started to meet with fellow practitioners even more frequently. Lost in the evil path of Falun Gong, I became intoxicated and sank deeper and deeper, becoming increasingly distant from the society and my relatives and friends.
Longing for “Perfection”, I went mad for the cult Falun Gong
Every new “scripture” of Li Hongzhi devoured my nerves like a drug, bewitching my heart that was longing for Perfection. I went to Zhong Zhen's house four times a week on time to practice and learn Dafa. After each discussion of Falun Gong “theories”, I would, as Li Hongzhi requested, take some Falun Gong materials from her and then distribute to others in the name of “clarifying the truth. The first few times I brought the materials home, I was very scared and didn't know how to distribute them. Yao Hong offered to take me out five or six times on her motorcycle, teaching me how to place the materials at the doorsteps of nearby residences. Later, as I became familiar with the process, I started going out on my own to “clarify the truth” to others.
Under the frequent practice and study with fellow practitioners, sharing experiences and insights, plus continuous enticement of the Falun Gong website, I became so bold that I got to the point where I even began to make “Truth Monies (banknotes)” for Falun Gong organizations at my residence.
The so-called “Truth Monies” or “Truth Banknotes” are actually just renminbi notes printed with illegal slogans or Falun Gong cult propaganda. By leveraging the circulation of money, Falun Gong aims to spread their cult fallacies. In fact, using renminbi notes for propaganda is a criminal act. According to Article 19 of the “Law of the People’s Republic of China on The People’s Bank of China”: “It is prohibited to counterfeit or alter notes and coins of renminbi. It is prohibited to sell or purchase counterfeit or altered renminbi notes and coins. It is prohibited to transport, hold or use counterfeit or altered renminbi notes and coins. It is prohibited to deliberately destroy or damage renminbi notes and coins. It is prohibited to illegally use any design or pattern of renminbi notes and coins in advertising materials, publications or other commodities.” But, being brainwashed by Falun Gong, I disregarded the law and acted recklessly.
One day in March 2013, a fellow practitioner Mei Ping brought me a computer and a printer, along with printing ink. He taught me how to download materials from the Falun Gong website, print “Truth Monies”, and set up the equipment. Since then, Mei Ping had been continuously supplying me with banknotes, while I was in charge of printing illegal slogans on those banknotes. My home became a printing hub for the Falun Gong organization's “Truth Monies” in our area. From March to December 2013, he brought me brand new banknotes worth about 11,000 yuan every week, including 200 twenty-yuan notes, 500 ten-yuan notes, 300 five-yuan notes, and 500 one-yuan notes, for me to produce Falun Gong “Truth Monies”. Mei Ping delivered funds for producing “Truth Monies” four times a month, totaling 44,000 yuan. Out of this, 39,000 yuan worth of currency was taken away by Mei Ping in batches after “re-production”, and I would exchange my own money for the remaining 5,000 yuan of “Truth Monies,” leaving them for me to use when convenient. These “Truth Monies” were used for purchasing items and groceries, as well as by customers shopping in the store or when going out to stock up on goods. From March to December 2013, I produced a total of 440,000 yuan in Falun Gong's so-called “Truth Monies”.
After producing “Truth Banknotes” for a period without being reported by others, I continued my illegal activities regardless of the law, having an idea of leaving things to good luck. From February to June 2014, as my new house was being renovated, I stopped producing “Truth Banknotes”. Once the renovation was completed, I eagerly resumed the production. That year, I produced a total of 220,000 yuan worth of “Truth Banknotes”.
Li Hongzhi threatened that if one did not do the “three things” (namely, study the teachings, practice the exercises, and clarify the truth), or did not go out to “clarify the truth”, then one was not his disciple. I blindly followed Master Li’s words, aiming for “Perfection” and “higher levels,” despite my parents' strong opposition and repeated pleadings. I continued my way, completely disregarding the consequences. After I started printing illegal slogans on the banknotes, my actions became more and more unrestrained. In 2015, I defaced 750,000 yuan all by myself.
Master Li’ Hongzhi’s scriptures were so tempting for me that I never calmed down to think about whether what he said was true, or whether the “Perfection” he promised could be achieved. I was always in an excited state, thinking that as long as I followed the Master, everything would get better. Driven by this mindset, I crazily spread the fallacies of Falun Gong and produced “Truth Monies”. In 2016, I made a total of 770,000 yuan in “Truth Banknotes”.
I believed in supernatural abilities boasted by Li Hongzhi and blindly regarded him as a god, believing that he had countless “law bodies” protecting us practitioners. Thus, I went further and further down this evil path, as if I had been injected with cocaine, tirelessly charging forward. I no longer spent time with my family, thinking it was a waste of time. And I devoted all my time to making so-called “Truth Monies” and practicing exercises. I had sold my soul to Li Hongzhi and his Falun Gong, and even took pride in it, which was utterly foolish!
A detailed calculation showed that, from 2013 to 2019, and with other followers’ help, the “Truth Monies” I personally made had exceeded 4 million yuan! Under the misleading and the deceptive influence of Falun Gong, we spoiled 4 million yuan worth of brand-new Renminbi, which affected the normal circulation of currency, disrupted the country's financial order, and helped to spread the cult's fallacies. It is fair to say that, during that period, my actions have completely ignored the national laws and have reached the point of wanton madness.
Four million yuan! That’s the hard-earned money of so many Falun Gong followers.
Awaking from nightmare, all my pursuits has turned into nothing like bubbles
I never imagined that by devoting myself wholeheartedly to Falun Gong, my family would break up instead of receiving any “blessings”. My husband, Ping, firmly believed in the cult fallacies of “eliminating karma to cure illness,” had delayed treatment for kidney failure, and died early as the result. His life ended at the age of 56.
Finally, with the patient help of anti-cult volunteers, the harsh reality woke me up. The divine images of Li Hongzhi crumbled bit by bit in my mind. I finally realized that for over twenty years, I had been deceiving myself and chasing after illusions. What the “Master” taught or promised were nothing but lies. And how absurd, ridiculous, and pathetic my actions had been. Thinking of my own stupidity years ago, I couldn't help but burst into tears, heartbroken.
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