弘明集 14.6

14.6

又昔太山石立社移神靈降象遐聲萬代。此則乾坤之所感。顯為時瑞。汝託稱其聖。既不能興雲致雨以表神德。圖妖邪以損真道。正使汝能因盤動箸舉杯盡酒。猶為鬼幻。非為真正。況無其徵有何神也。又太山者則閻羅王之統。其土幽昧與世異靈。都錄使者降同神行。定本命於皇記。察都籍於天曹。群惡無細不捨。纖善小而無遺。總集魂靈非生人應府矣。而何弊鬼詐稱斯旨。橫恣人間欺殆萬端。蓬林之樹烏鵲之野。翕動遠近列于祠典。聚會男女樹俗之心。穢氣外釁梟聲遠布。毒鍾王境為害滋甚。夫雲霧蔽天群邪翳正。自汝妖異多所傷害。吾雖末流備階三服。每覽經傳而覩斯孽。推古驗今。邪不處正。吾將蕩穢光揚聖道。告到嚴鉤魅黨還遊塚墓。餐果飲泉足生之路。既令群民絕傾財之困。鳥獸無羅網之卒。若復顧戀望餐不去者。吾將宣集毘沙神王惒羅子等。授以金剛屯真師勇武秋霜陵動三千威猛難當。曜戈明劍擬則摧山。降龍伏魔靡不稽顙。汝是小鬼敢觸三光。鵠毛入炭魚行鑊湯。傾江滅火朝露見陽。吾念仁慈愍汝所行。占此危殆慮即傷心。速在吾前復汝本形。長歸萬里滄浪海邊。勿復稽留。明順奉行。

Furthermore, in the past, stones stood upright on Mount Tai, altars relocated, and numinous spirits descended in visible forms, their renown echoing for ten thousand generations. This was a response of Heaven and Earth, manifestly acting as auspicious omens of the times. You falsely claim such sanctity, yet you can neither raise clouds nor bring rain to display divine virtue; scheming demonic heterodoxy, you impair the true Dao. Even if you could make chopsticks move over dishes or raise cups to drain wine, it would still merely be demonic illusion, not genuine truth. How much less so when there are no signs whatsoever—what kind of spirit are you? Furthermore, Mount Tai is under the administration of King Yama; its land is dark and obscure, a numinous realm distinct from the mundane world. The Emissary of the General Register descends in accordance with divine operations, fixing one's original lifespan in the imperial records, inspecting the general registers in the Heavenly Offices. Among the host of evils, none, however subtle, is spared; among delicate goods, none, however minute, is omitted. It gathers spirits and souls; it is no mansion responsive to the living! How is it that wretched ghosts deceitfully claim this mandate, acting wildly and insolently in the human realm, practicing myriad forms of deception and deceit? Trees in overgrown groves and fields of crows and magpies—agitating both near and far, you are listed in the sacrificial codes. Gathering men and women, you plant worldly intentions. Foul qi incites [strife] externally, and owl-like cries spread afar; the poison concentrates in the royal domain, causing harm all the more grievous. When clouds and mist obscure Heaven, a multitude of evils eclipses what is upright. Since your bizarre omens appeared, you have caused much harm. Though I am of the lower stream, I fully possess the three monastic robes. Whenever I peruse the scriptures and records and behold such monstrosities, deducing from the past and examining the present, heterodoxy cannot overcome the upright! I shall cleanse away the filth and glorify the sagely Dao. When this proclamation arrives, we will strictly drag your party of specters back to wander among graves and tombs, eating fruits and drinking from springs—paths sufficient to sustain life. We shall thereby bring an end to the common people's plight of exhausting their wealth, and spare birds and beasts the disaster of nets. If you still linger, hoping for offerings and refusing to depart, I shall assemble the Divine King Vaiśravaṇa, the Heluozi, and others, conferring upon them the vajra, stationing true masters whose martial valor is like autumn frost, shaking the three thousand worlds with ferocious might difficult to withstand. Glancing at spears and shining swords, wherever they aim, mountains collapse; subduing dragons and taming Māra, none fails to bow their head to the ground. You are mere petty ghosts, yet dare to affront the Three Luminaries! It is like swan feathers falling into coals, fish swimming in a boiling cauldron, tilting the river to extinguish a fire, or morning dew exposed to the sun! Bearing compassion in mind, I pity your deeds; divining your perilous state, my heart aches at the thought. Swiftly return to your original form before me, and retire forever ten thousand li away to the shores of the azure ocean! Do not linger any longer! Obey and carry this out clearly!