大慧普覺禪師語錄 9.29

9.29

As soon as the Master saw a monk enter, he said, "The buddhas and bodhisattvas, beasts, donkeys, and horses, the cypress tree in the courtyard, three pounds of hemp, a dry shit-stick—you are an unruly thief!" The monk said, "I have long known the Venerable possesses this pivotal technique." The Master said, "I have already entered the overgrown grass for no reason, and you do not even notice the stench of shit." The monk flicked his sleeves and went out. The Master said, "Alas, O Buddha!"