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The storm had already swallowed the valley. The rain struck the roof in hard, uneven bursts. Thunder rolled along the slopes. The sky hung low and black, torn open again and again by twisting veins of lightning.
The craft settled at the edge of the clearing. Then two red beams burst forth. The light was thick, almost viscous, like red paint poured from a height. One column swept toward the forest. The other struck the house directly. Wong Yong Shengs pupils contracted when the red beams engulfed him. His wife collapsed at his side. The red column narrowed, tightening, fixing him in his place. The pull upwards was impossible to avoid. The craft seemed to lose its opacity as the rain ran down its surface. Then he saw two slight figures inside the transparent shell. Thin bodies, faces like mice, furred and narrow, pointed ears, small piercing eyes. A seam opened in the hull. A door slid aside and he was pulled inside. One of the beings held a small object no larger than a matchbox. The small device was raised. Above him from the ceiling, a square surface slowly descended, nearly 2 m wide, gleaming like stretched aluminum foil. Without warning, the ground seemed to release him. His body tilted and lifted upwards.
In September 1993, during the third international meetings on UFOs held in Marseilles under the opices of Serpa Franis Coutin presented a detailed examination of a close encounter of the fourth kind that had occurred in the People's Republic of China on September 16th, 1991 at 7:30 in the morning. Addressing an international gathering of researchers and investigators, he delivered his lecture under the title "Adventure in a Lost Valley," arguing firmly for the authenticity of the case. He then turns to a different investigation, also involving a close encounter of the fourth kind, a report which at the time had never been published outside the borders of the Middle Kingdom. Its author, Liu Xiaoyang, is an eminent investigator and a prominent member of Curro, the China UFO Research Organization, Couten affirmed.
The first event took place in southern China in Guangshi province. Within this region lies the Shawand mountain range, a rugged and forested stretch of high ground near the coast. About 5 kilometers from the town of Mao Ling, the terrain narrows into a secluded valley set between two mountains. At the point where Mount Hong Mao Shan meets Mount Hao Shan, the landscape forms a tight mountain pass known as Tiger's Mouth. Once remembered as the site of an ancient battlefield, it is the only natural route leading out of the valley, opening toward the Gulf of Chinjou and farther beyond the Gulf of Tonkan.
The principal witness, Lin Haan, was 43 years old at the time. With only a primary school education, he worked as a carpenter in Maing and had never traveled beyond the provincial capital of Guangshi. A father of three, he was described as physically strong and had no history of psychiatric illness. The second witness, Zhu Hanman, 24 years old, was a farmer with a similar primary level education who also enjoyed carpentry. He was the father of one son and was in good health.
The investigation began in the winter of 1991 when Wong Shingong, an investigator with Curro, returned to Maoing, his native town, for the holidays. While there, he delivered lectures on UFOs and in mid-December organized an exhibition at the local primary school entitled "Chinese Drawings of UFOs." One evening, a local resident named Ju Yugi approached him and mentioned that during the summer of 1991, two farmers had encountered something unusual at Tiger's Mouth. According to him, a massive cauldron-shaped object had descended from the sky, and six or seven beings, each about 2 m tall, had emerged from it.
When they were able to question this witness, Lyn Hian spoke cautiously. The strange event, he said, often returned to his mind. Yet, he did not want it talked about everywhere. Juyugi reassured him, introducing Wong Shing as a researcher who studied UFO cases and explaining that he would record their account. They could speak freely, he said. Lynn then began his testimony.
On the morning of September 16th, 1991, at around 6:00, his nephew Ju Hanman came to his house. They intended to go toward the Gulf of Chinjjo to buy timber for furniture making. After leaving the village, they took a winding path down into the valley. About an hour later, they reached the pass known as Tiger's Mouth between Mount Hong Maan and Mount Hoshan. There, they sat on a large rock to rest and eat a little bread.
The investigator, Wong Shing, asked to confirm whether the event had indeed taken place at Tiger's Mouth. Lynn replied that it had. He then described the location more precisely. Two tall mountains are separated by a deep valley roughly 200 m wide. A rough stony path winds along the wooded slope of Hunga Shan. In the valley lies a broad terrace covering one or two hectares where the ruins of houses from some unknown dynasty can still be seen. According to the older villagers, this terrace was once an ancient battlefield. That morning, he and his nephew were sitting on a huge stone beneath the shade of a tall fur tree.
Suddenly, the branches above them began to move, and the leaves rustled. Ju Hanman was the first to notice something approaching from the direction of the entrance to Tiger's mouth. A large green cloud moving toward them. Wonging Gang asked whether it was truly a green cloud and how fast it was traveling. Lynn insisted that it was indeed a gigantic green cloud. It was moving quickly and spinning as it headed toward the terrace. Within 5 or 6 seconds, he realized that the cloud concealed a solid mass resembling a large cauldron. In the blink of an eye, it landed about 100 m from where they were sitting.
The investigator then asked whether he had ever read anything about UFOs. Lynn replied that he had not. Living in such a remote valley and rarely leaving it, he said, "How could they possibly have access to such books?" Wong Shingong asked whether the cauldron-shaped object had descended from the sky and whether it might have resembled a helicopter. Linha replied that it was difficult to describe exactly how the object came down. The machine, as he called it, descended while swaying from side to side. When it touched the ground, they heard a dull rumbling sound which made them think it must have been very heavy.
The investigator asked what he meant by machine. Lynn explained that it seemed like a real solid object, something manufactured rather than a cloud or mist. Its shape was that of a dome with a flat underside, like an upside down cauldron. He estimated its dimensions at 4 to 5 m in diameter and about 4 m in height. When the craft landed, he felt a kind of numbness move from the top of his head down through his neck, chest, back, and stomach all the way to his feet. He was not entirely certain that there had truly been a dull rumbling sound, but in his mind, he had the impression of having heard one. What made him doubt it was that he had not seen any dust rise, nor any leaves lifted into the air. Wong Shingong pointed out that he had just mentioned seeing leaves move. Lynn clarified that the leaves had moved at the moment the craft came down. After that, he could not say. He was certain that the initial rustling of the leaves had been caused by the craft because if it had been wind, they would have noticed it while walking.
The investigator then asked him to describe the surface of the craft, its color and form. Lynn answered that he had never seen anything like it. The surface appeared solid, smooth, and polished, dark in color like an eggplant. As soon as it settled on the ground, the green cloud quickly dissipated. A few seconds later, they saw a slit open on the top of the craft. From it emerged five, six, perhaps seven or eight beings tall, around 2 m in height. He said it was difficult to explain how they came out because their movements were so fast that they seemed almost instantaneous. He saw them leap from the top of the craft into the air and then descend one after another as if down an invisible slide.
Wang Shingang then asked whether he had seen their faces, their bodies, their limbs. Linhaosin replied that he had seen them only very vaguely. As their curiosity grew, it gradually turned into fear. They had never encountered such beings before, nor had they ever heard of anything like them. They were able to make out that each had two arms, but the lower part of their bodies appeared blurred. Their heads were very strange. It was as if there were a triangular shape in place of a head within which one could see two eyes and a mouth. He did not look any longer because he soon lost consciousness. He remembered nothing of what followed.
When he came to his senses, his nephew Juhan was lying in the grass about 20 m away. Though extremely fatigued, Lynn tried to help him up. Shu told him that he felt nauseous and had tingling sensations in his legs. Lynn asked how he had ended up lying in the grass. Ju replied that the men had drawn him inside the cauldron-shaped craft. As for what had happened to him there, Lynn said it would be better to ask Ju directly since he was the one who had experienced it.
Juhan told the investigators that he fully agreed with what Lynn had told them and that Lynn's description accurately reflected the events. He had only one remark to make. Unlike his uncle, he had not felt any numbness at the beginning. He clearly saw five or six beings descend as if down a slide. Then a green light struck him. He felt as though there were a light inside his head. He noticed that his entire body was becoming transparent. He believed he could see what were his lungs and his heart. While he was trying to understand what was happening, he was drawn into the light. He felt his body being pulled toward the huge object resting in front of them. There was a kind of sound in his head, very faint and difficult to grasp. It was not exactly a sound, but more like a signal gently tapping his brain, as if coming from outside his body, yet at the same time from within his own head. Through this inner signal, he understood the beings telling him not to be afraid, not to move, and not to look around. The voice, still seeming to arise from inside him, then conveyed that they wished to invite him into their craft.
When asked what his reaction had been, Juan replied that in the end, he wondered who these beings were. But as soon as he asked himself the question, again, as if through an inner voice, he heard that they were not from Earth. He was also told that it would be unwise to reveal where they came from, where they were going, or what they were doing in that valley. He was advised not to ask so many questions. J said that it had required no effort to enter the cauldron-shaped craft. He simply moved along the green beam of light, which had unrolled like a moving walkway.
When asked what he had seen inside the craft and whether he remembered it, J replied that what was most strange was that once inside his eyes were open, yet he saw nothing. The exchange of ideas continued without any spoken words. Whenever he asked himself a question, he heard the answer resonate in his head. It was as though he were reading from a screen, although everything was taking place entirely within his mind. When asked what ideas had been exchanged, Shu answered that the beings made him understand that they wished to collect a few drops of blood and semen in order to analyze those substances. He did not know how they had done so since he had felt no physical sensation at all, not the slightest feeling of a prick.
When Kongming then asked what questions they had put to him, Chu replied that there had been two questions. First, they asked how many villages were gathered in that valley and why the villagers did not leave those mountains where in the year 2000 a massive meteorite would fall causing a fatal catastrophe. They then spoke to me about the oil drilling taking place to the east of our mountains in the Gulf of Cho. They told me that those offshore operations greatly disturbed the conditions of their existence. They made me understand that nowadays there is no peaceful place left on our earth because we never stop digging and drilling. Even the seas and oceans are not spared. They said that they had once established themselves for a time on our continents on solid ground. But because of human activity, they had moved their bases to the depths of the oceans, which they added are no longer as tranquil as they once were.
When asked whether they lived on our Earth and whether they were among us, Ju Hunman replied that they had told him they came here frequently since they possessed a number of bases on Earth, but he insisted that they had not revealed where those bases were located. When Kongming then asked what the purpose of their visit to our planet was Ju answered that they had not stated it clearly. However, he had the impression that they wanted to convey a message, that in several years time, a cataclysm would occur in that mountainous region. He added that he did not believe it.
When Kungming asked why and also how long he had remained inside the craft, Ju replied that as for the first question, who could possibly predict what would happen 10 years from now. As for the time spent inside the craft, he believed he had lost all sense of time. He therefore had no idea. Perhaps he suggested the time it would take to smoke a cigarette.
When Kongming then asked how he had returned to the ground, whether he remembered it, whether he had felt any discomfort, and whether he had noticed any change in himself afterward. J answered that they had set him back down on the ground again using the green light. It was his uncle who woke him. He had been lying in the grass and felt extremely tired. They abandoned their plan to travel to buy timber and returned to the village instead. After 2 days of rest, he regained his strength, though he continued to feel a heaviness in his chest and bouts of nausea. Neither he nor his uncle saw how the craft departed. But at the spot where it had landed, they found a circular area 3 to 4 m in diameter, pressed about 10 cm into the ground.
Truanman replied that by the time they could have returned to the site, the rain would already have erased any traces. They had not had a camera with them during the encounter. Moreover, he explained, the area was prone to rock slides. With rain and falling stones, it was possible that little would now remain visible at the site. After the questioning was completed, Wong Shing organized the recording and his notes. Juhan Min signed the investigation report. The Curro investigators Shingang and Kongming concluded that the event appeared to be genuine. They noted in particular that prior to their experience, the two witnesses were unfamiliar with the term UFO and that inquiries among neighbors confirmed that neither man was known to drink alcohol.
The second event took place on Saturday, August 13th, 1988 at the Julong Shan Reforestation Center in Hube Province in central China. The witnesses were an elderly couple of foresters, Huang Yong Shang and his wife, Jang Jua. Huang Yong Shen was 62 years old and had received little formal education. He still worked as a lumberjack and as a guard for the state forest. He could barely read or write. His wife, who was illiterate, had lived with him for nearly 40 years in a wooden house set in a valley thick with forest.
The late summer of 1988 was unusually hot, dark, and rain soaked in this part of Julong Shan, one of the remaining stretches of primeval forest in Hube province. At around 4:20 in the afternoon on August 13th, a violent storm swept across Julong Shan. The sky turned as black as night, repeatedly torn open by twisting flashes of lightning. The forest shook under deafening thunderclaps. Heavy rain battered the branches of the trees and drummed against the wooden roof of the couple's house, which stood in a clearing on a slope.
Suddenly, thunder cracked directly above the treetops near the house. "I must go and check the young trees in the nursery. Old Lynn Schwiking is on vacation, and he asked me to keep an eye on his deer park. I am afraid something might happen to his young deer." His wife answered, hesitating, but clearly concerned. "But in a storm like this and you have been suffering from rheumatism for two weeks." Pong Yong Shen insists, "My duty is to keep close watch over this valley where rare and precious trees grow. I must ensure the safety of the nursery and the deer park." Lightning coils across a low, dark sky.
When the old forester opens the double doors of the house, he and his wife are struck with astonishment. Suspended about a meter above the treetops in the valley, some 120 m away from them, they see a shape darker than the sky itself. The dark lead colored form vibrates slightly. In the blink of an eye, it descends to the edge of the clearing, swaying from left to right and back again, growing lighter until it becomes bright. The old couple stand transfixed before this sight, forgetting all sense of danger or caution.
Suddenly, the brilliant form, perceived as an enormous bowl turned upside down on the ground, stops its swaying and almost at once emits two beams of blood red light. The light looks like a very thick liquid, like red paint. One beam turns toward the forest. The other strikes directly at the house, and the old couple are momentarily blinded. The terrified wife collapses to the ground in a faint. The forester struggles vigorously, forcing his dazzled eyes open to see what is happening before them. The blood red column gradually narrows and draws Hangyong Shang toward the craft, which has become completely transparent like glass. Soaked by the storm, he feels a slight burning sensation as he approaches the craft, which he estimates to be about 5 m in diameter. He sees two thin little beings with mousel-like faces covered in hair with two pointed ears and two tiny yet piercing eyes. He does not think he saw a nose or a mouth, for their chins were so sharply pointed that there seems to be no room for either. One of the beings, dressed in a gray suit and seated before a lever, gestures toward the old forester with arms that seem disproportionately long, while his dazzled eyes can barely make things out. Drawn in by the blood red light, or more precisely, by an invisible force, Wang Yong enters the craft through a sliding door. Inside, he experiences an extraordinary gentleness, calm, and euphoria.
The second being takes out a box about the size of a matchbox. From the ceiling, a screen 2 m by 2 m slowly descends, shining like aluminum foil. The being then points the box toward Hang Yong Shang, who is suddenly lifted about 30 cm above the floor. He appears to lose consciousness while remaining mentally aware. With his eyes closed, he sees within his mind a small illuminated screen on which an entirely unfamiliar landscape unfolds. A voice is heard from beyond this inner screen. "What you are seeing are different topographies of our planet located outside your solar system." The old man asks mentally, "What does solar system mean?" The voice replies, "You humans live on a planet that revolves around your sun. We have our own sun." The lumberjack understands absolutely nothing. And asks, "In the sky, I see only one sun. Where does yours come from?" "You do not yet understand that the universe is made up of billions and billions of suns that you do not see. And yet at night when you look at the dark sky, you notice many luminous stars. Those are suns, each forming its own solar system." The small multicolored screen shows a sun less brilliant than ours around which three globes revolve, one of them inhabited. On that globe, the home planet of the gray little beings with mouse-like faces. Streams and rivers flow. Hills and mountains rise in gentle folds. Plains and deserts stretch into the distance. Huang Yong Shen sees several landing areas where dark-colored craft are resting, shaped like saucers, bowls, or spinning tops. Beings about 2 m tall move busily around these machines.
The small screen in Hang's mind goes dark. At once, a gang way extends down to the ground, and Hang is guided by an invisible force back to the front of his house. There, one of the beings makes him understand through signs that light up within his mind that he must keep his adventure secret and return the following Saturday, August 20th, to the Western Forest for a lesson of initiation on the constellations of the stars.
When he returns inside, his wife is bedridden, but when she sees him collapse at the threshold of the house, she hurriedly gets up and runs toward him, shaking him and struggling to wake him. "Wake up. Where have you come back from? You have been gone for 2 days and two nights. I searched for you in the valley and along all the paths around our house." As Hang Yong Shen comes to blinking his eyes, he no longer understands. "Why am I in this state?" His wife replies anxiously. "The day before yesterday, there was a terrible storm. A light blinded me the whole evening and after that I could not see you anymore. I called your name on the terrace in front of the house. And the next day, I searched for you in the forest. No one has come here these past days. We still do not have the telephone we have asked for all these years, so I could not call for help. I waited for you in bed in despair." Huang Yong tries to reassure her, but "I was only up there for a few minutes. Now I am here with you. Everything will be fine. What is up there? That dark thing resting at the edge of the forest. Did you not see it?" "No. Well, yes. Just a huge shadow. You went up into it?" "Yes." "Very interesting."
Huang Yong Shen recounts what he remembers from his time inside the unknown object. At last he says, "I do not understand why those little beings do not speak, but I can know what they want to communicate to me through the small screen. Besides, I do not need to speak either. They can guess what I am thinking." And then what did they explain to you? "It is very complicated. They said that in space there is our son, their son, and many other sons. I do not believe them because we have never seen any other sons. Perhaps they are deceivers, storytellers, tricksters. How could there be a second or a third son in the sky? Impossible." And what did those little beings look like? Huang Yong Shang, a peasant who has never left this remote valley, struggles to describe the occupants of the unknown craft. He mutters, "I did not study them closely. I did not pay attention to their bodies. But they had pointed heads covered with hair, two small eyes, not very handsome." After a brief silence, Huang confides in his wife. "Between the two of us, I will tell you a secret. They invited me to meet them again on August 20th in the western forest." "You must not go," she cried. "Why, they are kind."
On the evening of August 20th, Jang Jua locks her husband inside the house, serving him wine and good food. Yet, as night falls, the old man begins to feel deeply uneasy. A sharp piercing sound, Z hurts his ears. His muscles tense, his face flushes, and he insists on leaving the house at any cost. Seeing her husband gasping for air, Jang Jua finally gives in and lets him go. Once outside, Hangy Yong Shan runs at full speed toward the meeting place. In a wide clearing stands a large craft, and at its base, two small beings are waiting for him. They make him understand that he has revealed their secret, and that they no longer wish to receive him. At once, the craft and the beings vanish.
What then should one make of these two accounts? Hugo Nart raises the question directly in his book "Oven Authentic." Some, he notes, will argue that because these events took place far from us and are therefore difficult to verify, they should be granted little credibility. Perhaps that is valid, he adds. Yet he emphasizes that they display striking similarities with testimonies drawn from other investigations.
In the first case at the tiger's mouth, the young Ju Hunman reported that his body had become transparent. Nard points out that a related motif appears in the journal "Venommen Spasio" edited by the late Renee Fuer. There, the transparency does not concern human organs but an automobile. This detail figures prominently in the investigative reports on the so-called Katandua case which occurred around 3:00 in the morning on May 22nd, 1973 at kilome 7 of the ITA to Katanduva highway in the state of S. Paulo, Brazil. By drawing this comparison, Nart situates the Chinese account within a broader corpus of international cases rather than treating it as an isolated narrative. The witness was Oilson Petero. He was 40 years old, married and employed as a sales representative. He reported that his car was overflown at low altitude by a UFO approximately 10 m in diameter and 7 m high. The vehicle was illuminated by an intense blue beam of light that seemed to probe its interior. A dazzling luminous point then appeared under whose effect his vision seemed to acquire the penetrating power of X-rays capable of passing through the metal body of the car. Seated at the wheel and lowering his gaze slightly, he saw the engine as if neither the dashboard nor the hood had existed between them. He declared that he could clearly see the cylinder head, the dynamo, and the fan. A few moments later, having difficulty getting out of the vehicle, he stepped out. He then found himself behind it. Yet, despite his efforts, he felt something pulling him in the opposite direction, as if he had been caught by a lasso. He glanced back and could see his car perfectly through its transparency. Shortly afterward, he lost consciousness.
Francois writing in Ufomania number 9 in 1995 also pointed out that several elements repeat across the accounts. According to him, the tiger's mouth case structurally align with the red beam encounter at Julongan. What emerges in his analysis is a pattern. Both cases features a hemispherical craft with a flat underside. Gray beings with triangular heads and piercing eyes, a dense beam of light drawing the witness upward. Communication without spoken words. Questions and answers appearing on a mental screen like images projected in a private cinema. And finally, the same claimed origin beyond our solar system. Quin asks, "Do these shared elements point to a consistent external phenomenon, or do they reveal a recurring narrative structure that transcends geography and culture?"
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