萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 1.157

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師云。從上諸聖。向什麼處去也。大似當面蹉過。德山道。作麼作麼。德山影草藏身。拈出曜眼鏡。昔七賢女游屍多林。一女云。屍在這裏。人在什麼處。一女云。作麼作麼。諸女相顧悉皆悟道。感得天帝散花供養。德山用此一機。借路經過。決不得恁麼會。所以道。可中石火電光遲。德山豈不知侍者放伊不過。下媒求鴿。著本圖利。果然出他彀中不得。忽有人問萬松甚麼處去也。攔腮掌云。在這裏。直教飛龍跛鱉縮項攢蹄。侍者德山亡鋒結舌。還識德山老漢麼。少年曾決龍蛇陣。潦倒還聽稚子歌。

The Master said: "Where have all the sages from of old gone?" This is much like missing it right to one's face. Deshan said, "What? What?" Deshan hid his body in the shadow grass and brought out the sun-glinting mirror. Formerly, seven wise women strolled in the Śītavana charnel ground. One woman said, "The corpse is here; where is the person?" Another woman said, "What? What?" The women looked at each other and all attained awakening, moving the king of the gods to scatter flowers in offering. Deshan used this dynamic to borrow a path in passing; you must definitely not understand it that way. Therefore it is said: "Even sparks from flint or a flash of lightning are too slow." How could Deshan not have known that the attendant would not let him off? Setting out bait to seek a dove; laying down capital to seek profit. In the end, [the attendant] could not escape his snare. If someone suddenly asks Wansong, "Where have they gone?", I would strike across their jaw and say, "Right here!" Directly causing the flying dragon and lame turtle to shrink their necks and bunch their hooves, and attendant and Deshan to lose their edge and tie their tongues. Do you still recognize the old fellow Deshan? In youth he resolved the battle of dragons and snakes; in his declining years he still listens to the singing of infants.