(Minghui.org) The small community where I live was locked down on January 5, 2020, due to COVID. Only one outlet remained open, which was guarded by three to four people. I knew I needed to go out to help Master Li (Falun Dafa’s founder) save people, so I packed 40 sets of leaflets and went out. However, the neighboring communities were guarded, patrol cars were roaming around, and few people were on the streets. I was surprised at the tight restrictions, but I managed to enter two buildings and distribute my materials.

My non-cultivating husband told me sternly when I got home, “Don’t you go out anymore. The village director gave each home a notification, only one person can go out once every three days. One needs to explain the reason and can do it for only a limited time.” I saw another notice that said, “No going out. No visiting friends or relatives.” It was quite scary!

I was a bit worried, until one morning when I saw my living room was filled with white smoke while I was doing the fifth exercise (sitting meditation). The white color was transparent; my whole body dissolved into the smoke. It was Master giving me a hint not to be scared, as we cultivators have gong (cultivation energy) that protects us.

I studied the Fa more since I could not go out. But a few days later, I thought so many people still didn’t know the facts about Dafa; it would be a great pity if they lost their lives due to COVID. I set a rule for myself that I had to distribute Dafa materials every time I went out. If I could not get into a building, I should put the materials on cars or in places that I could get into. Fellow practitioners helped me download Special Editions on the Pandemic, Wishing You Safety, Being Safe Is a Blessing, as I found them relevant to the current situation.

I went out and saw some security guards. I suddenly understood a dream that I had: Two practitioners and I came to a bridge about four meters wide going across a large river. Two men walked toward us from the other side. They looked panicked and kept turning their heads, looking back at where they had come from. I wondered what were they scared of.

I then saw four large lizard-like creatures blocking the other end of the bridge. I was a bit stunned, then I yelled, “Move away! Let Dafa disciples pass.” The creatures began to move and disappeared by the time we reached the other end. I woke up, not understanding what the dream meant. It turned out that Master was giving me a hint about things that were going to happen. Evil spirits control people from other dimensions to hinder practitioners from saving people.

I began to pay attention to sending forth righteous thoughts and increased the amount of time I did it per day. I cleared away the evil spirits behind the guards of the small communities, so as not to let them see me. I burned incense in front of Master’s portrait every time I went out to distribute materials. The inlet to a village was guarded, so I went to the side and squeezed though the wire fencing. I gave people pamphlets and asked them to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I also recited the Fa along the way to clear away evil spirits. Everything went smoothly every time.

Because I emphasized sending forth righteous thoughts, the guards were either playing cards or chatting, and no one stopped me when I went out. A person asked for my pass a few times on my way back, but I said that I forgot to bring it. He said they wouldn’t let me through if I didn’t have it in the future. I smiled and said, “Who would cook at home then?”

My husband went back to work after the break. We didn’t need to spend time shopping for groceries since my son and I had plenty of food after the Chinese New Year festival. I spent all my time memorizing Zhuan Falun, assembling pamphlets and distributing them, washing clothes, and cleaning. I wanted to see if I could finish memorizing the book once in a month. That meant I needed to memorize a dozen pages a day.

It was a big test, as I needed to spend a long time going over some longer paragraphs. I went to bed after I sent forth righteous thoughts at midnight every day. I finished memorizing Zhuan Falun in a month. In the meantime, I distributed Dafa materials just the same. I felt fulfilled. My head was filled with the Fa, and I was able to maintain my xinxing well.

The security of the small communities loosened up as the pandemic lessened. The guards were only there as a formality. I entered the apartment buildings and distributed materials from the top floor down. I said hello to everyone I met in a relaxed manner. I also went to some remote villages to distribute pamphlets and put up posters.

I dreamed that I was on a main street of a village, pushing my electric bicycle along and wondering which side of the street I should start first. Three to four people waved at me, as though they knew I was distributing materials. A man opened his door and said, “Give me a copy.” I told him that he had already read it. He wouldn’t listen and reached into the basket on my bike. He grabbed a pamphlet and said, “See, I haven’t read this one!” I woke up and was moved. Indeed, people are all waiting to be saved. I have to be more diligent and do the three things well.