解鎖夜遁 Unlocking the Gates by Night
說話後,都已天昏,不覺東方月上。行者道:「此時萬籟無聲,冰輪明顯,正好走了去罷。」八戒道:「哥啊,不要搗鬼,門俱鎖閉,往那裡走?」行者道:「你看手段。」把金箍棒捻在手中,使一個「解鎖法」,往門上一指,只聽得突蹡的一聲響,幾層門雙鐄俱落,唿喇的開了門扇。八戒笑道:「好本事,就是叫小爐兒匠使掭子,便也不像這等爽利。」行者道:「這個門兒有甚稀罕,就是南天門,指一指也開了。」说话后,都已天昏,不觉东方月上。行者道:「此时万籁无声,冰轮明显,正好走了去罢。」八戒道:「哥啊,不要捣鬼,门俱锁闭,往那里走?」行者道:「你看手段。」把金箍棒捻在手中,使一个「解锁法」,往门上一指,只听得突蹡的一声响,几层门双鐄俱落,唿喇的开了门扇。八戒笑道:「好本事,就是叫小炉儿匠使掭子,便也不像这等爽利。」行者道:「这个门儿有甚稀罕,就是南天门,指一指也开了。」
逐句解 Line by line
After this talk it had all grown dark, and, before they knew it, the moon was up in the east.
天昏 (tiān hūn) "the sky darkened." 不覺 (bù jué) "unawares, before one knew it," 覺 (jué) "to be aware" (not 覺 (jiào) "sleep"). 都已 (dōu yǐ) "already, by now."
The Pilgrim said, "Now every sound is stilled and the ice-wheel shines bright—a good time to be off."
萬籟無聲 (wànlài wúshēng) "the myriad sounds are silent," the hush of deep night. 冰輪 (bīnglún) "the ice-wheel," a poetic name for the moon.
Bajie said, "Brother, no playing tricks—the gates are all locked shut; where is there to go?"
搗鬼 (dǎoguǐ) "to play tricks, be up to mischief." 往那裡走 (wǎng nǎlǐ zǒu) "where is there to go?"—rhetorical, with interrogative 那 (nǎ).
The Pilgrim said, "Watch my art."
你看手段 (nǐ kàn shǒuduàn) "watch [my] skill"—Wukong's cue to a display of magic.
Twirling the gold-banded cudgel in his hand, he worked a "lock-loosing spell," pointed it at the gates—and with a rending crash the double bolts of every gate dropped away, and the leaves of the door flew open with a clatter.
解鎖法 (jiě suǒ fǎ) "a lock-loosing spell." 雙鐄俱落 (shuāng huáng jù luò) "the paired bolts all fell," 鐄 (huáng) the lock-bolt. 突蹡 (tū qiāng) and 唿喇 (hū lā) render the crash and clatter. 聽得 (tīng de) takes the toneless 得 (de).
Bajie laughed: "A fine skill! Even a little tinker plying his pick could not be so slick as this."
小爐兒匠 (xiǎo lú'r jiàng) "a little stove-tinker, itinerant metalworker." 使掭子 (shǐ tiànzi) "to ply a pick/probe," 掭 (tiàn). 爽利 (shuǎnglì) "deft, slick, clean."
The Pilgrim said, "What is so rare about this little door? Were it the Southern Gate of Heaven itself, one point of the finger would open it too."
這個門兒 (zhège mén'r) the suffix 兒 (er). 有甚稀罕 (yǒu shèn xīhan) "what is rare about it," bare 甚 (shèn). 南天門 (Nántiān Mén) the Southern Gate of Heaven.
Wukong's "lock-loosing spell" dispatches the boys' elaborate precaution in an instant—the double bolts fall, the doors clatter open—undoing the whole mechanism of the trap with a flick of the cudgel. Bajie's admiring comparison to a "little tinker's pick" keeps the marvel grounded in the everyday.
The Pilgrim's boast—that even the Southern Gate of Heaven would open at a point of his finger—recalls his cosmic career before the pilgrimage, when he stormed the celestial palaces. Against the abbey's locked gates the reminder is almost offhand: for the one-time Great Sage, mortal locks are no obstacle at all.