話說神童子褚道緣正往前追趕和尚，由村里出來二十多人，揪住老道就打。老道也不知所因何故。
话说神童子褚道缘正往前追赶和尚，由村里出来二十多人，揪住老道就打。老道也不知所因何故。
Now, the Divine Child, Chu Daoyuan, was chasing after the monk when more than twenty men came out of the village, seized the old Daoist and set about beating him. The old Daoist had no idea why.
書中交代，濟公跑到這個村里，有一個茶館子，喝茶的人不少。和尚來到這裡，說：「眾位快救我！」大眾說：「怎么了？」和尚說：「村外有一個老道，他在村外拿寶劍，要給村里下陣霧，他說，叫這村里都生病，非他治不好。他好惡化三千銀子。我一勸他，他惱了。他道我壞他的事，拿寶劍要殺我。」大眾一聽說：「這還了得，咱們把老道拿住活埋了。」眾人這才跑出村來，一瞧果有一個老道，手拿寶劍，兩眼發直。大眾過來，揪住就打。褚道緣直嚷：「眾位為什麼打我？」眾人說：「你來下陣霧，要害我們村里人，不打你等什麼！」老道；說：「誰說的？」眾人說：「和尚說的。」老道說：「好。我跟和尚有仇，眾位別聽他的話。我是鐵牛嶺避修觀的，我叫神童子褚道緣，我正要找和尚。他在哪裡，咱們對對。」
书中交代，济公跑到这个村里，有一个茶馆子，喝茶的人不少。和尚来到这里，说：「众位快救我！」大众说：「怎么了？」和尚说：「村外有一个老道，他在村外拿宝剑，要给村里下阵雾，他说，叫这村里都生病，非他治不好。他好恶化三千银子。我一劝他，他恼了。他道我坏他的事，拿宝剑要杀我。」大众一听说：「这还了得，咱们把老道拿住活埋了。」众人这才跑出村来，一瞧果有一个老道，手拿宝剑，两眼发直。大众过来，揪住就打。褚道缘直嚷：「众位为什么打我？」众人说：「你来下阵雾，要害我们村里人，不打你等什么！」老道；说：「谁说的？」众人说：「和尚说的。」老道说：「好。我跟和尚有仇，众位别听他的话。我是铁牛岭避修观的，我叫神童子褚道缘，我正要找和尚。他在哪里，咱们对对。」
A word of explanation: Ji Gong had run into this village, where there was a teahouse with a good many people drinking tea. The monk came in and said, “Good people, quick, save me!” “What’s the matter?” everyone said. “There’s an old Daoist outside the village,” said the monk. “He’s out there with a sword, about to lay a fog over this village. He says he’ll make everyone in the village fall sick, and nobody but him can cure them. That way he can squeeze three thousand taels of silver out of you. I tried to talk him out of it and he got angry. He says I’ve spoiled his game, and he’s after me with his sword to kill me.” When everyone heard this they said, “This is beyond bearing! Let’s catch the old Daoist and bury him alive.” With that the crowd ran out of the village, and sure enough there was an old Daoist with a sword in his hand and his eyes staring straight ahead. Up came the crowd, seized him and set about beating him. “Good people, why are you beating me?” Chu Daoyuan kept shouting. “You came to lay a fog and harm the people of our village,” they said. “Why wouldn’t we beat you?” “Who said so?” said the old Daoist. “The monk said so,” they said. “Very well,” said the old Daoist. “The monk and I are enemies. Good people, don’t listen to him. I’m from Bixiu Temple on Tieniu Ridge. I’m called the Divine Child, Chu Daoyuan, and I’m looking for the monk right now. Where is he? Let’s have it out face to face.”
大眾一同來到茶鋪，一瞧和尚沒了。眾人說：「和尚哪去了？」內中有人說：「和尚到隔壁給田二爺瞧瘋病去了。」老道一聽，恨不得把和尚拿住千刀萬剮，方出胸中之氣。趕緊來到田宅門首。喊叫：「濟顛僧快出來，山人跟你一死相拼！」話說和尚原本在茶鋪子坐著，眾人去打老道，和尚說：「我和尚指著瞧病為生，勿論什麼瘋症，我專能治。」旁邊就過來一個人，說：「大師父，我們田二爺瘋了不是一天，見人就打，現在在後面空房鎖著，你能治么？」和尚說：「我一治就好。」這人說：「既然如是，你跟我來。」帶著和尚，來到院內。和尚說：「瘋子在哪裡。」這人說：「在後院鎖著。」和尚叫把鑰匙拿來，和尚來到後面，把鎖一開，瘋子由裡面跑出來，來到門首，老道正叫和尚，瘋子出來揪住老道要打，把老道按捺下，又踢又打，打完了，撒了老道脖子上一泡尿，好容易，大眾把瘋子拉回去。和尚說：「我這裡有一塊藥，回頭給他吃了就好。」和尚拿了點東西，由院中出來，只見大眾正勸老道：「回去罷，他是個瘋子，這有什麼法。」
大众一同来到茶铺，一瞧和尚没了。众人说：「和尚哪去了？」内中有人说：「和尚到隔壁给田二爷瞧疯病去了。」老道一听，恨不得把和尚拿住千刀万剐，方出胸中之气。赶紧来到田宅门首。喊叫：「济颠僧快出来，山人跟你一死相拼！」话说和尚原本在茶铺子坐着，众人去打老道，和尚说：「我和尚指着瞧病为生，勿论什么疯症，我专能治。」旁边就过来一个人，说：「大师父，我们田二爷疯了不是一天，见人就打，现在在后面空房锁着，你能治幺？」和尚说：「我一治就好。」这人说：「既然如是，你跟我来。」带着和尚，来到院内。和尚说：「疯子在哪里。」这人说：「在后院锁着。」和尚叫把钥匙拿来，和尚来到后面，把锁一开，疯子由里面跑出来，来到门首，老道正叫和尚，疯子出来揪住老道要打，把老道按捺下，又踢又打，打完了，撒了老道脖子上一泡尿，好容易，大众把疯子拉回去。和尚说：「我这里有一块药，回头给他吃了就好。」和尚拿了点东西，由院中出来，只见大众正劝老道：「回去罢，他是个疯子，这有什么法。」
The whole crowd went back to the teahouse together, and the monk was gone. “Where’s the monk got to?” they said. One of them said, “The monk’s gone next door to see to Second Master Tian’s madness.” When the old Daoist heard this, he longed to catch the monk and slice him into a thousand pieces; nothing less would let out the rage in his breast. He hurried to the gate of the Tian house and shouted, “Crazy Ji, come out here! This man of the mountains will fight you to the death!” Now, the monk had in fact been sitting in the teahouse. When the crowd went off to beat the old Daoist, the monk said, “This monk makes his living curing the sick. Whatever the madness, curing it is my speciality.” A man came over from one side and said, “Master, our Second Master Tian has been mad a good long while. He beats anyone he sees, and now he’s locked in an empty room at the back. Can you cure him?” “One go of my cure and he’ll be well,” said the monk. “In that case,” said the man, “come with me.” He brought the monk into the compound. “Where’s the madman?” said the monk. “Locked up in the back courtyard,” said the man. The monk had him fetch the key, went round to the back and opened the lock. The madman ran out and made for the gate, where the old Daoist was calling for the monk. Out came the madman, grabbed the old Daoist and went for him. He pinned him down and kicked and beat him, and when he had finished beating him he pissed a whole stream down the old Daoist’s neck. It was all the crowd could do to drag the madman back inside. “I have a piece of medicine here,” said the monk. “Give it to him later and he’ll be well.” The monk took a little something and came out of the compound, and there was the crowd trying to calm the old Daoist down: “Go on home. He’s a madman. What can anyone do about it?”