虛堂和尚語錄 8.28

8.28

Ascending the hall on the Buddha's birthday, a monk asked, "Two thousand years ago, the world was at peace; two thousand years later, wind and waves vie to arise. Although Yunmen had the mechanism of killing and giving life, he could not, after all, cut off his life-root. Today, the Buddhadharma is entrusted to Yuwang; I do not know how you will arrange it?" The master said, "Foul water splashed straight over the head." The monk said, "How does this differ from the various quarters?" The master said, "Today I lost advantage." The monk said, "What about his gazing in the four directions—what was the meaning?" The master said, "It has already fallen behind Dīpaṃkara." The monk said, "If so, then the yellow-faced old fellow cries out injustice behind everyone's back." The master said, "Doing what?" The monk said, "Choking with rage to death."