卻說三藏坐於寶林寺禪堂中燈下，念一會《梁皇水懺》，看一會《孔雀真經》，只坐到三更時候，卻才把經本包在囊裡。正欲起身去睡，只聽得門外撲剌剌一聲響喨，淅零零刮陣狂風。那長老恐吹滅了燈，慌忙將褊衫袖子遮住。又見那燈或明或暗，便覺有些心驚膽戰。此時又困倦上來，伏在經案上盹睡。雖是合眼朦朧，卻還心中明白。耳內嚶嚶，聽著那窗外陰風颯颯。好風！真個那：
淅淅瀟瀟，飄飄蕩蕩。淅淅瀟瀟飛落葉，飄飄蕩蕩捲浮雲。滿天星斗皆昏昧，遍地塵沙盡灑紛。一陣家猛，一陣家純。純時松竹敲清韻，猛處江湖波浪渾；刮得那山鳥難棲聲哽哽，海魚不定跳噴噴；東西館閣門窗脫，前後廊房神鬼瞋；佛殿花瓶吹墮地，琉璃搖落慧燈昏；香爐攲倒香灰迸，燭架歪斜燭焰煙。幢幡寶蓋都搖拆，鐘鼓樓臺撼動根。
却说三藏坐于宝林寺禅堂中灯下，念一会《梁皇水忏》，看一会《孔雀真经》，只坐到三更时候，却才把经本包在囊里。正欲起身去睡，只听得门外扑剌剌一声响喨，淅零零刮阵狂风。那长老恐吹灭了灯，慌忙将褊衫袖子遮住。又见那灯或明或暗，便觉有些心惊胆战。此时又困倦上来，伏在经案上盹睡。虽是合眼朦胧，却还心中明白。耳内嘤嘤，听着那窗外阴风飒飒。好风！真个那：
淅淅潇潇，飘飘荡荡。淅淅潇潇飞落叶，飘飘荡荡卷浮云。满天星斗皆昏昧，遍地尘沙尽洒纷。一阵家猛，一阵家纯。纯时松竹敲清韵，猛处江湖波浪浑；刮得那山鸟难栖声哽哽，海鱼不定跳喷喷；东西馆阁门窗脱，前后廊房神鬼瞋；佛殿花瓶吹堕地，琉璃摇落慧灯昏；香炉攲倒香灰迸，烛架歪斜烛焰烟。幢幡宝盖都摇拆，钟鼓楼台撼动根。
Now, Sanzang sat beneath the lamp in the meditation hall of Baolin Monastery, reciting the Liang Emperor’s Water Repentance for a while, then reading the Peacock Sutra for a while. Only at the third watch did he put the scriptures away in their bag. He was about to rise and go to bed when a sudden clatter sounded outside the door, and a fierce wind came rushing through. Afraid it would blow out the lamp, the elder hurriedly shielded it with the sleeve of his robe. But the light kept brightening and dimming, and he began to tremble with fear. Then weariness came over him, and he leaned on the scripture desk and dozed. His eyes were closed in a haze of sleep, yet his mind was still aware. His ears hummed, and he heard the chill wind whistling outside the window. What a wind! Truly:
Sighing and soughing,drifting and surging.Sighing and soughing, it sends fallen leaves flying;drifting and surging, it rolls up the floating clouds.All the stars in the sky grow dim;dust and sand scatter over the whole earth.One gust fierce,another gentle.When gentle, it draws clear notes from pine and bamboo;when fierce, it churns the waves of rivers and lakes.Mountain birds cannot settle, their cries caught in their throats;sea fish find no rest, leaping and splashing.Doors and windows tear loose from halls to east and west;gods and ghosts rage in galleries front and rear.Vases in the Buddha hall are blown to the ground;glass lamps shake and fall, and the lights of wisdom dim.Incense burners tip, their ashes scattering;candle stands lean, their flames trailing smoke.Banners and precious canopies sway and break;bell and drum towers shake down to their foundations.
那長老昏夢中聽著風聲一時過處，又聞得禪堂外隱隱的叫一聲「師父」！忽擡頭夢中觀看，門外站著一條漢子，渾身上下水淋淋的，眼中垂淚，口裡不住的只叫「師父」。三藏欠身道：「你莫是魍魎妖魅、神怪邪魔，至夜深時，來此戲我？我卻不是那貪慾貪嗔之類。我本是個光明正大之僧，奉東土大唐旨意，上西天拜佛求經者。我手下有三個徒弟，都是降龍伏虎之英豪，掃怪除魔之壯士。他若見了你，碎屍粉骨，化作微塵。此是我大慈悲之意，方便之心。你趁早兒潛身遠遁，莫上我的禪門來。」那人倚定禪堂道：「師父，我不是妖魔鬼怪，亦不是魍魎邪神。」三藏道：「你既不是此類，卻深夜來此何為？」那人道：「師父，你舍眼看我一看。」長老果仔細定睛看處，呀！只見他：
頭戴一頂沖天冠，腰束一條碧玉帶，身穿一領飛龍舞鳳赭黃袍，足踏一雙雲頭繡口無憂履，手執一柄列斗羅星白玉珪。面如東岳長生帝，形似文昌開化君。
那长老昏梦中听着风声一时过处，又闻得禅堂外隐隐的叫一声「师父」！忽抬头梦中观看，门外站着一条汉子，浑身上下水淋淋的，眼中垂泪，口里不住的只叫「师父」。三藏欠身道：「你莫是魍魉妖魅、神怪邪魔，至夜深时，来此戏我？我却不是那贪欲贪嗔之类。我本是个光明正大之僧，奉东土大唐旨意，上西天拜佛求经者。我手下有三个徒弟，都是降龙伏虎之英豪，扫怪除魔之壮士。他若见了你，碎尸粉骨，化作微尘。此是我大慈悲之意，方便之心。你趁早儿潜身远遁，莫上我的禅门来。」那人倚定禅堂道：「师父，我不是妖魔鬼怪，亦不是魍魉邪神。」三藏道：「你既不是此类，却深夜来此何为？」那人道：「师父，你舍眼看我一看。」长老果仔细定睛看处，呀！只见他：
头戴一顶冲天冠，腰束一条碧玉带，身穿一领飞龙舞凤赭黄袍，足踏一双云头绣口无忧履，手执一柄列斗罗星白玉珪。面如东岳长生帝，形似文昌开化君。
In his hazy dream the elder heard the wind pass, then a faint cry of “Master!” outside the meditation hall. He suddenly raised his head and looked, still dreaming. A man stood outside the door, drenched from head to foot, tears streaming from his eyes, his mouth calling “Master!” over and over. Sanzang half rose. “Are you some goblin or fiend, some spirit or evil demon, come in the dead of night to play tricks on me? I am no slave to desire or anger. I am an upright monk, sent by imperial command from the Great Tang in the Eastern Land to the Western Heaven, to pay homage to the Buddha and seek the scriptures. I have three disciples under me, heroes who subdue dragons and tigers, stalwart men who sweep away monsters and destroy demons. If they see you, they will tear your flesh and grind your bones to dust. I say this out of great compassion, with your welfare at heart. Slip away at once and flee far from here. Do not come to my meditation hall.” Leaning against the hall, the man said, “Master, I am no demon or monster, no goblin or evil god.” Sanzang said, “If you are none of these, what brings you here so late at night?” The man said, “Master, open your eyes and take a look at me.” The elder fixed his gaze on him and looked closely. Ah! This is what he saw:
On his head a crown that soared toward Heaven; at his waist a belt of green jade; on his body an ochre-yellow robe with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes; on his feet a pair of cloud-toed, embroidered carefree shoes; in his hand a white jade tablet bearing the Dipper and the stars.His face was like the East Peak Emperor of Long Life,his form like Lord Wenchang who Opens Enlightenment.
三藏見了，大驚失色，急躬身厲聲高叫道：「是那一朝陛下？請坐。」用手忙攙，撲了個空虛。回身坐定，再看處，還是那個人。長老便問：「陛下，你是那裡皇帝？何邦帝王？想必是國土不寧，讒臣欺虐，半夜逃生至此。有何話說，說與我聽。」這人才淚滴腮邊談舊事，愁攢眉上訴前因。道：「師父啊，我家住在正西，離此只有四十里遠近。那廂有座城池，便是興基之處。」三藏道：「叫做甚麼地名？」那人道：「不瞞師父說，便是朕當時創立家邦，改號烏雞國。」三藏道：「陛下這等驚慌，卻因甚事至此？」那人道：「師父啊，我這裡五年前，天年乾旱，草子不生，民皆饑死，甚是傷情。」三藏聞言，點頭笑道：「陛下啊，古人云：『國正天心順。』想必是你不慈恤萬民，既遭荒歉，怎麼就躲離城郭？且去開了倉庫，賑濟黎民，悔過前非，重興今善，放赦了那枉法冤人，自然天心和合，雨順風調。」那人道：「我國中倉廩空虛，錢糧盡絕。文武兩班停俸祿，寡人膳食亦無葷。倣效禹王治水，與萬民同受甘苦，沐浴齋戒，晝夜焚香祈禱。如此三年，只乾得河枯井涸。正都在危急之處，忽然鍾南山來了一個全真，能呼風喚雨，點石成金。先見我文武多官，後來見朕，當即請他登壇祈禱，果然有應，只見令牌響處，頃刻間大雨滂沱。寡人只望三尺雨足矣，他說久旱不能潤澤，又多下了二寸。朕見他如此尚義，就與他八拜為交，以兄弟稱之。」三藏道：「此陛下萬千之喜也。」那人道：「喜自何來？」三藏道：「那全真既有這等本事，若要雨時，就教他下雨；若要金時，就教他點金。還有那些不足，卻離了城闕來此？」那人道：「朕與他同寢食者，只得二年。又遇著陽春天氣，紅杏夭桃，開花綻蕊。家家士女，處處王孫，俱去遊春賞玩。那時節，文武歸衙，嬪妃轉院。朕與那全真攜手緩步，至御花園裡，忽行到八角琉璃井邊，不知他拋下些甚麼物件，井中有萬道金光。哄朕到井邊看甚麼寶貝，他陡起兇心，撲通的把寡人推下井內，將石板蓋住井口，擁上泥土，移一株芭蕉栽在上面。可憐我啊，已死去三年，是一個落井傷生的冤屈之鬼也。」
三藏见了，大惊失色，急躬身厉声高叫道：「是那一朝陛下？请坐。」用手忙搀，扑了个空虚。回身坐定，再看处，还是那个人。长老便问：「陛下，你是那里皇帝？何邦帝王？想必是国土不宁，谗臣欺虐，半夜逃生至此。有何话说，说与我听。」这人才泪滴腮边谈旧事，愁攒眉上诉前因。道：「师父啊，我家住在正西，离此只有四十里远近。那厢有座城池，便是兴基之处。」三藏道：「叫做甚么地名？」那人道：「不瞒师父说，便是朕当时创立家邦，改号乌鸡国。」三藏道：「陛下这等惊慌，却因甚事至此？」那人道：「师父啊，我这里五年前，天年干旱，草子不生，民皆饥死，甚是伤情。」三藏闻言，点头笑道：「陛下啊，古人云：『国正天心顺。』想必是你不慈恤万民，既遭荒歉，怎么就躲离城郭？且去开了仓库，赈济黎民，悔过前非，重兴今善，放赦了那枉法冤人，自然天心和合，雨顺风调。」那人道：「我国中仓廪空虚，钱粮尽绝。文武两班停俸禄，寡人膳食亦无荤。倣效禹王治水，与万民同受甘苦，沐浴斋戒，昼夜焚香祈祷。如此三年，只干得河枯井涸。正都在危急之处，忽然钟南山来了一个全真，能呼风唤雨，点石成金。先见我文武多官，后来见朕，当即请他登坛祈祷，果然有应，只见令牌响处，顷刻间大雨滂沱。寡人只望三尺雨足矣，他说久旱不能润泽，又多下了二寸。朕见他如此尚义，就与他八拜为交，以兄弟称之。」三藏道：「此陛下万千之喜也。」那人道：「喜自何来？」三藏道：「那全真既有这等本事，若要雨时，就教他下雨；若要金时，就教他点金。还有那些不足，却离了城阙来此？」那人道：「朕与他同寝食者，只得二年。又遇着阳春天气，红杏夭桃，开花绽蕊。家家士女，处处王孙，俱去游春赏玩。那时节，文武归衙，嫔妃转院。朕与那全真携手缓步，至御花园里，忽行到八角琉璃井边，不知他抛下些甚么物件，井中有万道金光。哄朕到井边看甚么宝贝，他陡起凶心，扑通的把寡人推下井内，将石板盖住井口，拥上泥土，移一株芭蕉栽在上面。可怜我啊，已死去三年，是一个落井伤生的冤屈之鬼也。」
At the sight Sanzang turned pale with astonishment. He hurriedly bowed and called out loudly, “Your Majesty, of what dynasty? Please sit down.” He reached to support the man, but his hands met empty air. Turning back, he sat down and looked again. The same man was still there. The elder asked, “Your Majesty, where are you emperor? Of what kingdom are you king? Surely your realm is in turmoil and treacherous ministers have abused you, forcing you to flee for your life here at midnight. Whatever you have to say, tell me.” Tears ran down the man’s cheeks as he spoke of the past; grief gathered in his brows as he told what had brought him here. “Master, Our home is due west, only some forty li from here. A city stands there, where Our rule began.” Sanzang asked, “What is the place called?” The man said, “To tell you the truth, Master, when We founded Our realm, We named it Wuji.” Sanzang said, “Your Majesty, what has happened to bring you here in such alarm?” The man said, “Master, five years ago Our land suffered a drought. Not a blade of grass grew, and the people starved to death. It was grievous indeed.” Sanzang nodded and smiled. “Your Majesty, the ancients said, ‘When the realm is upright, Heaven’s heart is favourable.’ Surely you failed to show kindness and care for your people. Now that famine has come, why flee from the city? Go and open your granaries, give relief to the people, repent your former faults and begin doing good again. Pardon those unjustly condemned through abuses of the law. Then Heaven’s heart will be at peace with you, and the winds and rains will come in season.” The man said, “Our granaries were empty; money and grain were gone. The civil and military officials drew no salaries, and We Ourselves ate no meat. Following Yu the Great’s example when he tamed the floods, We shared the people’s hardships and joys, bathed and fasted, and burned incense and prayed day and night. This went on for three years, until the rivers ran dry and the wells were empty. Just when all was desperate, a Complete Perfection Daoist arrived from Mount Zhongnan. He could summon wind and rain and turn stones to gold. First he met Our civil and military officials, then he met Us. We at once invited him to pray upon an altar, and his prayers were answered. At the crack of his command tablet, a downpour began within moments. We had hoped for only three feet of rain, but he said that after so long a drought it would not soak the ground enough, and gave Us two inches more. Seeing such devotion to what was right, We exchanged eight bows with him and called him Our brother.” Sanzang said, “That was an immense blessing for Your Majesty.” The man said, “Where was the blessing?” Sanzang said, “With such powers, whenever you wanted rain you could have the Daoist make it rain, and whenever you wanted gold you could have him turn stones to gold. What could you possibly lack, to make you leave your palace and come here?” The man said, “We shared his meals and sleeping quarters for only two years. Then spring came again: red apricot and lovely peach trees opened their blossoms and unfurled their petals. Men and women from every household, young nobles everywhere, all went out to enjoy the spring. At that time the civil and military officials had returned to their offices, and the consorts to their courts. Hand in hand, We walked slowly with the Daoist into the imperial garden. We came to the Octagonal Glazed-Tile Well. He threw something into it, We know not what, and ten thousand rays of golden light shone from the well. He coaxed Us to the edge to look at some treasure, then suddenly turned murderous. With a splash he pushed Us into the well, covered its mouth with a stone slab, heaped earth over it and planted a banana tree on top. Pity Us! We have been dead for three years, a wronged ghost whose life was lost in a well.”