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The Corpse-Fiend Thrice Mocks Tang Tripitaka · The Holy Monk in Wrath Banishes the Handsome Monkey King

妖精暗恨
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妖精暗恨 The Fiend's Secret Rage

quèshuōyāojīngtuōmìngshēngkōngyuánláixíngzhěbàngcéngshāyāojīngyāojīngchūshénlezàiyúnduānyǎoqièchǐànhènxíngzhědào:「niánzhǐwénjiǎngshǒuduànjīnguǒránhuàchuántángsēngshìrènjiāngyàochīfànruòtóuwénwénerjiùlāozhùquèshìderénlebèizǒuláinòngzhègòudàngyòubèilebàngruòráolezhèshàngchéngránshìláoérgōngháixià。」quèshuōyāojīngtuōmìngshēngkōngyuánláixíngzhěbàngcéngshāyāojīngyāojīngchūshénlezàiyúnduānyǎoqiè齿chǐànhènxíngzhědào:「niánzhǐwénjiǎngshǒuduànjīnguǒránhuàchuántángsēngshìrènjiāngyàochīfànruòtóuwénwénerjiùlāozhùquèshìderénlebèizǒuláinòngzhègòudàngyòubèilebàngruòráolezhèshàngchéngránshìláoérgōngháixià。」


逐句解 Line by line

quèshuōyāojīngtuōmìngshēngkōngyuánláixíngzhěbàngcéngshāyāojīngyāojīngchūshénle quèshuōyāojīngtuōmìngshēngkōngyuánláixíngzhěbàngcéngshāyāojīngyāojīngchūshénle

Now the story tells how the fiend, having escaped with its life into the sky — for that blow of Pilgrim's had not in fact killed it, the fiend having sent its spirit forth and got away —

The narrator cuts to the demon, and the first thing he does is settle the question of fact: nobody died. 出神 (chū shén) is to send the spirit out — the 元神 departs and the decoy body stays behind. We now know for certain what Tripitaka will never be told. (Both instances of point, so .)

zàiyúnduānyǎoqièchǐànhènxíngzhědào:「niánzhǐwénjiǎngshǒuduànjīnguǒránhuàchuán zàiyúnduānyǎoqiè齿chǐànhènxíngzhědào:「niánzhǐwénjiǎngshǒuduànjīnguǒránhuàchuán

up among the clouds it ground its teeth, hating Pilgrim in secret: "For years I've only heard tell of his powers — and today, sure enough, the reports were no idle rumour.

咬牙切齒 (yǎo yá qiè chǐ) — clenching the teeth, grinding them — is still exactly what Chinese says of somebody incandescent with hatred. And what she is grinding her teeth over is a compliment. 話不虛傳: the stories were not exaggerated. She has been beaten, and she knows precisely by whom. ( points, ; 聞得 takes the toneless de.)

tángsēngshìrènjiāngyàochīfàn tángsēngshìrènjiāngyàochīfàn

"That Tang Monk no longer knows me for what I am, and is on the point of eating the food.

Cold assessment, delivered like a field report: the target no longer suspects me, and was about to eat. She has stopped raging. She is reviewing the tape. ( points, ; is toneless; 將要 takes as jiāng.)

ruòtóuwénwénerjiùlāozhùquèshìderénle ruòtóuwénwénerjiùlāozhùquèshìderénle

"If he'd but lowered his head to take a sniff, I'd have snatched him up in a trice — and wouldn't he have been mine?

And here is how close it came. One sniff. If he had leaned over the jar for a second she would have had him. 撈住 (lāo zhù) is to scoop up and hold fast — the verb for fishing something out of water. The doubled verb with its small tag, 聞一聞兒, makes the action tiny and casual, which is the point of it: what stood between the pilgrim and the pot was almost nothing.

bèizǒuláinòngzhègòudàngyòubèilebàng bèizǒuláinòngzhègòudàngyòubèilebàng

"Who'd have thought he'd come striding up, spoiling this business of mine, and nearly getting a blow of the cudgel in for it?

勾當 (gòu dàng) is "business, doings", and it nearly always carries a shady odour — you would use it of a racket rather than of a trade. She is calling her own scheme by its right name. Note the reading: this is dàng, not the dāng, "at", from earlier in the chapter. (不期 is "before anyone expected it".)

ruòráolezhèshàngchéngránshìláoérgōngháixià。」 ruòráolezhèshàngchéngránshìláoérgōngháixià。」

"If I let this monk go, it would truly be toil for nothing — I'll go down and have another game with him."

勞而無功 — effort with nothing to show for it — is a four-character phrase still in daily use for wasted work. And then the resolve, in the same words she used the first time: I'll go down and have another game with him. Second performance. ( is hái, "again".)


總評 Commentary

The cut to the demon's vantage does two jobs at once. It settles, from the inside, that the murder the elder mourned never happened — she sent her spirit out and lives — so the reader is held in a certainty the pilgrims are denied. And it hands Wukong a compliment from the last mouth that would want to give him one: the reports were no idle rumour.

The soliloquy also shows how narrow the margin was. One incautious sniff and Tripitaka was hers; only Wukong's badly-timed, spell-punished return prevented it. The chapter keeps insisting on the disciple's indispensability at precisely the rate the master keeps discounting it.

Above all the passage names the demon's method: persistence by disguise. Undeterred, she resolves to have another game — the same word she used before she put on the first face. The White-Bone Demon does not fight. She tries, and tries again, and every fresh mask takes a little more of the party's trust away with it.