某道士，雲游日暮，投止野寺。見僧房扃閉，遂藉蒲團，趺坐廊下。夜既靜，聞啟闔聲，旋見一僧來，渾身血污，目中若不見道士，道士亦若不見之。僧直入殿，登佛座，抱佛頭而笑，久之乃去。及明，視室，門扃如故。怪之，入村道所見。眾如寺，發扃驗之，則僧殺死在地，室中席篋掀騰，知為盜劫。疑鬼笑有因；共驗佛首，見腦後有微痕，刓之，內藏三十餘金。遂用以葬之。
某道士，云游日暮，投止野寺。见僧房扃闭，遂藉蒲团，趺坐廊下。夜既静，闻启阖声，旋见一僧来，浑身血污，目中若不见道士，道士亦若不见之。僧直入殿，登佛座，抱佛头而笑，久之乃去。及明，视室，门扃如故。怪之，入村道所见。众如寺，发扃验之，则僧杀死在地，室中席箧掀腾，知为盗劫。疑鬼笑有因；共验佛首，见脑后有微痕，刓之，内藏三十余金。遂用以葬之。
A certain Daoist, wandering from place to place, sought lodging at dusk in a temple out in the wilds. Finding the monks’ quarters locked, he spread out a rush cushion and sat cross-legged in the gallery outside. When the night had grown still he heard a door open and shut, and soon a monk came along, covered from head to foot in blood. He seemed not to see the Daoist, and the Daoist acted as if he did not see him either. The monk went straight into the main hall, climbed up onto the Buddha’s pedestal, threw his arms around the Buddha’s head and laughed. After a long while he went away. When it was light the Daoist looked at the monk’s room: the door was locked just as before. Thinking this strange, he went into the village and told what he had seen. A crowd went to the temple, broke the lock and looked inside. The monk lay dead on the floor, murdered, and the mats and boxes in the room were all turned upside down: they knew robbers had done it. Suspecting the ghost had laughed for a reason, they examined the Buddha’s head together and found a faint seam at the back of it. They pried it open, and hidden inside were more than thirty taels of silver. They used it to bury him.