神僧傳 9.47

9.47

釋谷泉。未詳其姓氏。泉南人也。少聰敏性耐垢污。大言不遜流俗憎之。去為沙門。撥置戒律任心而行。造汾陽謁昭禪師。昭奇之密受記莂。南歸放浪湘中。聞慈明住道。吾往省覲。慈明問曰。白雲橫谷口。道人何處來。泉左右顧曰。夜來何處火。燒出古人墳。慈明呵曰。未在更道看。泉乃作虎聲。慈明以坐具摵之。泉接住推置繩床上。慈明亦作虎聲。泉大笑。山有湫毒龍所蟄。墮葉觸波必雷雨連日。過者不敢喘泉。慈明暮歸。時秋暑。捉其衣曰可同浴。慈明掣肘徑去。於是泉解衣躍入霹靂隨至。腥風吹雨林木振搖。慈明蹲草中。意泉死矣。須臾晴霽。忽引頸出波間曰㘞（音禍）後登衡嶽之頂靈峯寺住懶瓚嵒。又移住芭蕉。將移居保真。大書壁曰。余此芭蕉菴幽占堆雲處。般般異境未暇數。先看矮松三四樹。寒來燒枯杉。飢餐大紫芋。而今棄之去。不知誰來住。住保真菴。蓋衡湘至險絕處。夜地坐祝融峯下。有大蟒盤繞之。泉解衣帶縛其腰。中夜不見。明日杖策遍山尋之。衣帶纏枯松上。蓋松妖也。又自後洞負一石像至南臺。像無慮數百斤。眾僧驚駭莫知其來。後洞僧亦莫知其去。遂相傳為飛來羅漢。嘗過衡山縣見屠者斫肉。立其旁作可憐態。指其肉又指其口。屠問曰。汝啞耶。即肯首。屠憐之割巨臠置盆中。泉喜出望外發謝而去。一市大笑。而泉自若。化於嘉祐十五年六月六日。閱世九十有二。坐六十四夏。郴人塔之至今祠焉。

Śramaṇa Guquan, whose secular surname is unknown, was a native of Quannan. In his youth he was sharp and quick-witted, and by nature could endure filth and grime. He spoke boastfully and insolently, and the worldly despised him. He departed to become a śramaṇa, casting aside the precepts and rules and acting as his heart pleased. He traveled to Fenyang to call upon Chan Master Zhao, who considered him extraordinary and secretly conferred a prediction of enlightenment upon him. He returned south and wandered freely in the Xiang region. Hearing that Ciming was residing at Daowu, he went to pay his respects. Ciming asked, "White clouds lie across the valley's mouth; from where has the person of the Way come?" Guquan looked left and right and said, "Where was the fire last night / that burned out the ancient tomb?" Ciming scolded, "Not yet! Say more!" Guquan then made the sound of a tiger. Ciming struck him with his sitting mat. Guquan caught it and pushed Ciming onto the rope-chair. Ciming also made the sound of a tiger. Guquan burst into loud laughter. The mountain had a pool where a poisonous dragon lay dormant. If a falling leaf touched the ripples, thunder and rain were sure to continue for days; passersby dared not even breathe aloud. Guquan and Ciming were returning at dusk during the autumn heat. Guquan grasped Ciming's robe and said, "We can bathe together." Ciming shook him off and went straight away. Thereupon Guquan undid his robe and leaped in. A clap of thunder immediately followed, a stench-laden wind blew rain, and the trees shook. Ciming squatted in the grass, thinking Guquan was dead. In a moment it cleared up. Suddenly Guquan stuck his neck out from among the waves and said, "Huo!" Later he ascended to Lingfeng Monastery at the summit of Mount Heng and lived at the crag of Lanzan. He then moved to live at Bajiao. When he was about to move to Baozhen, he wrote in large characters on the wall: "My Bajiao Hermitage here, secluded, occupies a place where clouds pile up. / The various wondrous scenes I have no leisure to count; / First look at the three or four dwarf pines. / When cold comes, I burn withered cedar; / When hungry, I eat large purple taro. / Now I abandon it and leave; / I wonder who will come to live here?" He dwelt at Baozhen Hermitage, which was the most steep and isolated place in the Hengxiang region. At night he sat on the ground beneath Zhurong Peak, and a large python coiled around him. Guquan untied his belt and bound its waist. In the middle of the night it disappeared. The next day, leaning on his staff, he searched all over the mountain for it; the belt was wound around a withered pine. It was indeed a pine goblin! Furthermore, he carried a stone image from the rear cavern to Nantai by himself. The image weighed no less than several hundred catties. The assembly of monks was shocked and amazed, none knowing whence it came, and the monks of the rear cavern also did not know where it had gone. Thus it was transmitted among them as the "Flying Arhat." He once passed through Hengshan County and saw a butcher chopping meat. He stood by his side, putting on a pitiable air, pointing to the meat and then pointing to his mouth. The butcher asked, "Are you mute?" He nodded. The butcher pitied him, cut off a huge morsel, and placed it in a basin. Guquan was overjoyed beyond expectation, thanked him, and left. The whole market laughed aloud, but Guquan remained composed. He transformed on the sixth day of the sixth month in the fifteenth year of the Jiayou reign era. He lived for ninety-two years and saw sixty-four rains retreats. The people of Chen built a stūpa for him, and sacrifice is offered to him to this day.