法苑珠林 89.116

89.116

晉廬山有釋慧永。姓潘河內人也。貞素自然清心剋己。言常含笑語不傷物。耽好經典善於講說。蔬食布衣卒以終歲。樂住廬山與遠同止。又別立一茅室於嶺上。每欲禪思輒往居焉。時有至房者。並聞殊香之氣。永屋中常有一虎。人或畏者。輒驅令上山。人去後還復馴伏。永甞出邑博晚還山。至烏橋。烏橋營主醉騎馬當道。遮永不聽去。日時向晚。永以杖遙指馬。馬即驚走。營主倒地。永捧慰還。因爾致疾。明晨往寺。向永悔過。永曰。非貧道本意。恐戒神為耳。白黑聞知歸心者眾矣。至晉義熙十年遇疾危篤。而專謹戒律執志逾勤。雖沈痾苦。而顏色怡悅。未盡少時忽斂衣合掌求屣欲起。如有所見。眾咸驚問。答云。佛來。言終而卒。春秋八十有三。道俗在山。咸聞異香。七日乃歇。

Under the Jin, at Mount Lu, there was Shi Huiyong, whose lay surname was Pan, a native of Henai. He was pure and unadorned by nature, with a serene mind and self-restraint; his words were always smiling and never harmed others. He was deeply fond of the scriptures and treatises and skilled at expounding them; eating vegetables and wearing coarse cloth, he thus lived out his years. He delighted in dwelling at Mount Lu and lived together with [Hui]yuan. He also separately built a thatched hut on the mountain ridge, and whenever he wished to practise dhyāna contemplation, he would go to dwell there. When people occasionally came to his room, they all smelled an extraordinary fragrance. In Yong's room there was often a tiger; if anyone feared it, he would drive it up the mountain, and after the person left, it would return and be tame again. Yong once went to the city and was late returning to the mountain. Reaching the Wuqiao Bridge, the military commander of Wuqiao was drunk and riding a horse blocking the road, obstructing Yong and not letting him pass. The day was drawing to a close, so Yong pointed his staff at the horse from a distance; the horse bolted in fright, and the commander fell to the ground. Yong supported and comforted him before returning. Because of this, [the commander] fell ill. The next morning, he went to the temple to repent his fault to Yong. Yong said, "It was not the intention of this poor monk; I fear it was the doing of the precept guardian deities." When monastics and laity heard of this, many took refuge in him with devotion. In the tenth year of the Yixi era of the Jin, he was stricken with a grave illness, yet he was all the more scrupulously attentive to the Vinaya rules and ever more earnest in his resolve. Although suffering from deep affliction, his facial expression was cheerful and delighted. A short while before his death, he suddenly adjusted his robes, joined his palms, asked for his shoes, and tried to rise, as if seeing something. The assembly asked in astonishment, and he replied, "The Buddha has come." As soon as he finished speaking, he died, at the age of eighty-three. The monastics and laity on the mountain all smelled an extraordinary fragrance, which ceased only after seven days.