六賊攔路 The Six Robbers Appear
師徒們正走多時,忽見路傍唿哨一聲,闖出六個人來,各執長槍短劍,利刃強弓,大咤一聲道:「那和尚那裡走!趕早留下馬匹,放下行李,饒你性命過去。」諕得那三藏魂飛魄散,跌下馬來,不能言語。行者用手扶起道:「師父放心,沒些兒事,這都是送衣服送盤纏與我們的。」三藏道:「悟空,你想有些耳閉。他說教我們留馬匹、行李,你倒問他要甚麼衣服、盤纏。」行者道:「你管守著衣服、行李、馬匹,待老孫與他爭持一場,看是何如。」三藏道:「好手不敵雙拳,雙拳不如四手。他那裡六條大漢,你這般小小的一個人兒,怎麼敢與他爭持?」师徒们正走多时,忽见路傍唿哨一声,闯出六个人来,各执长枪短剑,利刃强弓,大咤一声道:「那和尚那里走!赶早留下马匹,放下行李,饶你性命过去。」諕得那三藏魂飞魄散,跌下马来,不能言语。行者用手扶起道:「师父放心,没些儿事,这都是送衣服送盘缠与我们的。」三藏道:「悟空,你想有些耳闭。他说教我们留马匹、行李,你倒问他要甚么衣服、盘缠。」行者道:「你管守着衣服、行李、马匹,待老孙与他争持一场,看是何如。」三藏道:「好手不敌双拳,双拳不如四手。他那里六条大汉,你这般小小的一个人儿,怎么敢与他争持?」
逐句解 Line by line
Master and disciple had been going along a good while when suddenly, from the roadside, a whistle sounded and six men burst out, each gripping a long spear or short sword, keen blade or strong bow.
A whistle from the roadside and six armed men in the road: the chapter's central trial arrives without any warning at all. 長槍, 'long spear', reads 長 as cháng; 強弓 reads 強 as qiáng.
With a great shout they cried, "Where are you off to, monk! Leave your horse this instant and set down your baggage, and we will spare your life to pass."
Horse, baggage, or your life — the standard highwayman's offer, delivered in the standard phrasing. In 那和尚那裡走, 'where are you off to, monk', the first 那 points ('that monk there') and reads nà, while the second, in 那裡, asks 'where' and reads nǎ. Same character twice in six characters, two different jobs.
This so terrified Sanzang that his soul flew off and his spirits scattered; he tumbled from the horse, unable to speak.
魂飛魄散 — soul flown, spirits scattered. It is still the ordinary Chinese phrase for being frightened out of your wits, and here it is doing literal duty: he falls off the horse and cannot speak. 諕得 reads 諕 as xià and 得 as de; 那三藏 reads 那 as nà.
The Pilgrim raised him with his hand and said, "Set your mind at rest, Master — it is nothing at all; these are people come to give us clothes and travelling-money."
The monkey, meanwhile, is doing sums. Six men with weapons and travelling money, and he has no coat and no cash — so as far as he is concerned these are deliveries. 這都是 reads 都 as dōu.
Sanzang said, "Wukong, you must be a little hard of hearing. He tells us to leave the horse and baggage, and you go asking him for clothes and money instead."
Sanzang's explanation for his disciple's calm is that he must be going deaf, and he corrects him earnestly, at length, in the presence of six armed robbers. 教, 'tells', reads jiào; 甚麼 reads 甚 as shén.
The Pilgrim said, "You just keep watch over the clothes, the baggage, and the horse, and let old Sun have a bout with them, to see how it goes."
The plan, in full: you mind the luggage, I will have a go at them. 守著, 'keep watch over', reads 著 as the ongoing-action zhe.
Sanzang said, "Even a good hand is no match for two fists, and two fists are no match for four hands.
A proverb about odds — one good hand is no match for two fists, two fists no match for four hands — produced by a man who watched this same disciple flatten a tiger yesterday. Fear is not listening to experience. 三藏 reads 藏 as zàng.
There are six big fellows on his side, and you such a small, small little person — how dare you contend with them?"
Six big men against one very small one: he counts it out loud. And these six are the 六賊 of the chapter's title — the Six Robbers, who are about to introduce themselves as the six senses (eye, ear, nose, tongue, mind, body). 他那裡, 'there on his side', reads 那 as nà.
The title-episode begins. On a cold, empty road six armed men leap out with the classic highwayman's demand — horse, goods, or your life. But they are not ordinary bandits. They are the 六賊, the Six Robbers: a Buddhist figure for the six senses (eye, ear, nose, tongue, mind and body) that rob a person of peace, and their disappearance at Wukong's hands is the 六賊無蹤 promised in the second line of the chapter's title.
For the moment, though, it plays as comedy. Sanzang falls off his horse, speechless with terror; Wukong, entirely unbothered, reads the robbers as porters bringing clothes and travel money and cheerfully proposes to fight all six. The monk, taking bravado for deafness, corrects him and then frets aloud about the odds against his very small disciple.
The gap between them — the master's timid literal-mindedness, the disciple's fearless swagger — has become a settled comic rhythm by now. It also sets up the chapter's moral crisis. Wukong's answer to these robbers will be lethal and immediate, testing his power and his promised restraint in the same stroke, and bringing the golden headband down on his head.