佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 8.20

8.20

【七五】舉。僧從定州和尚會裏。來到烏臼。烏臼問。定州法道何似這裏（言中有響。要辨淺深。探竿影草。太殺瞞人）僧云。不別（死漢中有活底。一箇半箇。鐵橛子一般。踏著實地）臼云。若不別更轉彼中去。便打（灼然。正令當行）僧云。棒頭有眼。不得草草打人（也是這作家始得。却是獅子兒）臼云。今日打著一箇也。又打三下（說什麼一箇。千箇萬箇）僧便出去（元來是屋裏人。只得受屈。只是見機而作）臼云。屈棒元來有人喫在（啞子喫苦瓜。放去又收來點。得回來堪作何用）僧轉身云。爭奈杓柄。在和尚手裏（依前三百六十日。却是箇伶俐衲僧）臼云。汝若要山僧回與汝（知他阿誰是君。阿誰是臣。敢向虎口橫身。忒殺不識好惡）僧近前奪臼手中棒。打臼三下（也是一箇作家禪客始得。賓主互換縱奪臨時）臼云。屈棒屈棒（點。這老漢。著什麼死急）僧云。有人喫在（呵呵。是幾箇杓柄却在這僧手裏）臼云。草草打著箇漢（不落丙邊。知他是阿誰）僧便禮拜（臨危不變。方是丈夫兒）臼云。和尚却恁麼去也（點）僧大笑而出（作家禪客天然有在。猛虎須得清風隨。方知盡始盡終。天下人摸素不著）臼云。消得恁麼。消得恁麼（可惜放過。何不劈脊便棒。將謂走到什麼處去）。

[Case 75] Case: A monk came from the assembly of the Venerable of Dingzhou to Wujiu. Wujiu asked, "What is the Dharma-way of Dingzhou like compared to here?" (There is resonance in his words; he wants to discern shallow and deep. A probing pole and shadow grass; he deceives people too much.) The monk said, "Not different." (Among dead fellows there is a living one; one or half, like an iron stake, treading on solid ground.) Wujiu said, "If not different, then turn back there!" and struck him. (Manifestly: the authentic imperative must be carried out.) The monk said, "The staff's head has eyes; you must not strike people carelessly!" (He must be this craftsman before he gets it; he is indeed a lion's cub.) Wujiu said, "Today I have hit one!" and struck him three more times. (What are you talking about hitting one? A thousand, ten thousand.) The monk thereupon went out. (Originally he is an insider; he could only suffer injustice. He merely acted seeing the dynamic.) Wujiu said, "An unjust blow—it turns out there was someone to take it." (A mute eating bitter melon. Releasing and gathering in again; having called him back, what can he be used for?) The monk turned around and said, "What can be done? The ladle handle is in the Venerable's hands." (As before, three hundred and sixty days; yet he is a clever patch-robed monk.) Wujiu said, "If you want it, this mountain monk will return it to you." (Who knows which one is ruler and which one is minister? Daring to stretch his body across the tiger's mouth; he exceedingly fails to know good from bad.) The monk stepped forward, snatched the staff from Wujiu's hand, and struck Wujiu three times. (He too must be a craftsman of a Chan guest before he gets it; host and guest interchange, releasing and snatching on the spur of the moment.) Wujiu said, "An unjust blow, an unjust blow!" (Called him. This old fellow—what deadly panic is he in?) The monk said, "There is someone to take it!" (Haha. How many ladle handles have ended up in this monk's hands?) Wujiu said, "I carelessly struck such a fellow!" (Not falling into the corner of Bing. Who knows who he is?) The monk thereupon bowed. (Not changing when facing danger: only then is he a manly hero.) Wujiu said, "Venerable, do you go off like this?" (Called him.) The monk laughed loudly and went out. (A craftsman of a Chan guest naturally possesses it. A fierce tiger must be followed by a cool breeze; only then do you know he is thorough from beginning to end. People of the world cannot grope him out.) Wujiu said, "Deserving of such, deserving of such!" (Pity he let him go! Why didn't he split his spine with the staff? Thinking he would run off where?)