Canonical Classics ← 第二十八回
第二十八回
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At Flower-Fruit Mountain the Host of Fiends Bands Together in Fellowship · In the Black Pine Forest Tripitaka Falls in with a Demon

獵戶之害
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拼音 Pinyin Off
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

獵戶之害 The Hunters' Toll

shèngwéndeyánjiācǎn便biànwèn:「menháiyǒuduōshǎozàishānshàng?」qúnhóudào:「lǎozhěxiǎozhězhǐyǒuqiān。」shèngdào:「dāngshígòngyǒuwànqiānqúnyāojīndōuwǎngle?」qúnhóudào:「cónghòuzhèshānbèièrlángdiǎnshànghuǒshāoshālebànmendūnzàijǐngzuānzàijiànnèicángtiěbǎnqiáoxiàlexìngmìngzhìhuǒmièyānxiāochūláishíyòuméihuāguǒyǎngshànnáncúnhuóbiéchùyòulebànmenzhèbànáidezhùzàishānzhōngzhèliǎngniányòubèixiēlièdeqiǎnglebàn。」xíngzhědào:「qiǎnggàn?」qúnhóudào:「shuōzhèlièhènmenzhòngjiànzháoqiāngdezhòngdelejiàngzhǔzhēngyóujiānyánchǎodàngzuòxiàfànshíyònghuòyǒuzāowǎngdekòudejiāhuóerlejiàotiàoquānzuòfānjīndǒushùqīngtíngdāngjiēshàngshāiluóléisuǒwéidewánshuǎ。」shèngwéndeyánjiācǎn便biànwèn:「menháiyǒuduōshǎozàishānshàng?」qúnhóudào:「lǎozhěxiǎozhězhǐyǒuqiān。」shèngdào:「dāngshígòngyǒuwànqiānqúnyāojīndōuwǎngle?」qúnhóudào:「cónghòuzhèshānbèièrlángdiǎnshànghuǒshāoshālebànmendūnzàijǐngzuānzàijiànnèicángtiěbǎnqiáoxiàlexìngmìngzhìhuǒmièyānxiāochūláishíyòuméihuāguǒyǎngshànnáncúnhuóbiéchùyòulebànmenzhèbànáidezhùzàishānzhōngzhèliǎngniányòubèixiēlièdeqiǎnglebàn。」xíngzhědào:「qiǎnggàn?」qúnhóudào:「shuōzhèlièhènmenzhòngjiànzháoqiāngdezhòngdelejiàngzhǔzhēngyóujiānyánchǎodàngzuòxiàfànshíyònghuòyǒuzāowǎngdekòudejiāhuóerlejiàotiàoquānzuòfānjīndǒushùqīngtíngdāngjiēshàngshāiluóléisuǒwéidewánshuǎ。」


逐句解 Line by line

shèngwéndeyánjiācǎn便biànwèn:「menháiyǒuduōshǎozàishānshàng?」 shèngwéndeyánjiācǎn便biànwèn:「menháiyǒuduōshǎozàishānshàng?」

When the Great Sage heard these words, his sorrow grew keener still. He asked, “How many of you are left on this mountain?”

那 deictic; 聞得 de; 還 hái; 多少 shǎo.

qúnhóudào:「lǎozhěxiǎozhězhǐyǒuqiān。」 qúnhóudào:「lǎozhěxiǎozhězhǐyǒuqiān。」

The monkeys said, “Old and young together, only a thousand or so.”

千把 “a thousand-odd.”

shèngdào:「dāngshígòngyǒuwànqiānqúnyāojīndōuwǎngle?」 shèngdào:「dāngshígòngyǒuwànqiānqúnyāojīndōuwǎngle?」

Said the Great Sage, “In my day I had a host of forty-seven thousand fiends. Where have they all gone now?”

當時 dāng; 都 dōu; 那裡 nǎ (interrogative “where”). 四萬七千 recalls the monkey-army of the early chapters.

qúnhóudào:「cónghòuzhèshānbèièrlángdiǎnshànghuǒshāoshālebànmendūnzàijǐngzuānzàijiànnèicángtiěbǎnqiáoxiàlexìngmìng qúnhóudào:「cónghòuzhèshānbèièrlángdiǎnshànghuǒshāoshālebànmendūnzàijǐngzuānzàijiànnèicángtiěbǎnqiáoxiàlexìngmìng

The monkeys said, “After you left us, Grandfather, this mountain was set alight by the Bodhisattva Erlang, and better than half of us were burned to death. Those of us who crouched in the wells, or bored into the gorges, or hid beneath the iron-plank bridge, kept our lives.

藏 cáng (verb, “hid”); 得了 dé (obtained). 鐵板橋 the iron-plank bridge behind the Water-Curtain Cave. The monkeys call Erlang 菩薩 in awe.

zhìhuǒmièyānxiāochūláishíyòuméihuāguǒyǎngshànnáncúnhuóbiéchùyòulebànmenzhèbànáidezhùzàishānzhōngzhèliǎngniányòubèixiēlièdeqiǎnglebàn。」 zhìhuǒmièyānxiāochūláishíyòuméihuāguǒyǎngshànnáncúnhuóbiéchùyòulebànmenzhèbànáidezhùzàishānzhōngzhèliǎngniányòubèixiēlièdeqiǎnglebàn。」

But when the fire had died and the smoke cleared and we came out, there were no more flowers or fruit to keep us fed; we could barely stay alive, and half of what was left went off to other places. This half of us endured the hardship and stayed on the mountain — and these last two years the hunters have carried off half of us again.”

難 nán; 一半 (yí) repeated; 山中 zhōng (locative).

xíngzhědào:「qiǎnggàn?」 xíngzhědào:「qiǎnggàn?」

“What do they carry you off to do?” asked the Pilgrim.

行者 xíng; 何幹 gàn.

qúnhóudào:「shuōzhèlièhènmenzhòngjiànzháoqiāngdezhòngdelejiàngzhǔzhēngyóujiānyánchǎodàngzuòxiàfànshíyòng qúnhóudào:「shuōzhèlièhènmenzhòngjiànzháoqiāngdezhòngdelejiàngzhǔzhēngyóujiānyánchǎodàngzuòxiàfànshíyòng

The monkeys said, “Speak of these hunters — how hateful they are! Those of us struck by their arrows and pierced by their spears, or poisoned and beaten dead, they carry off to flay and bone, to stew in soy and steam in vinegar, to fry in oil and roast with salt, and eat as a relish with their rice.

中箭/中毒 — 中 zhòng (“struck by / stricken”), not zhōng; 著 zháo (resultative, “struck by”); 當做 dàng (“treat as”), not dāng.

huòyǒuzāowǎngdekòudejiāhuóerlejiàotiàoquānzuòfānjīndǒushùqīngtíngdāngjiēshàngshāiluóléisuǒwéidewánshuǎ。」 huòyǒuzāowǎngdekòudejiāhuóerlejiàotiàoquānzuòfānjīndǒushùqīngtíngdāngjiēshàngshāiluóléisuǒwéidewánshuǎ。」

And some who fall into the nets, or are caught in the snares, they take away alive — making them leap through hoops and put on shows, turn somersaults and stand on their heads, sift gongs and beat drums in the middle of the street, all manner of antics for men's amusement.”

那 deictic; 夾活兒 er (erhua, “alive”); 教 jiào; 觔斗 dǒu (=筋斗); 當街 dāng; 無所不為 wéi (“do everything”) — the following 不 accordingly sandhis to bù before 2nd-tone wéi.


總評 Commentary

The monkeys' report turns from lament to indictment, and its detail is deliberately unbearable. The novel does not spare the reader the kitchen: flayed and boned, stewed and fried, the monkeys are reduced to a relish for men's rice, or kept alive to be made into street-performers. This is the fullest picture the book gives of Flower-Fruit Mountain's fall from paradise — first burned by Heaven's punitive campaign, then starved, then preyed upon by ordinary men. Each halving (“half again… half again”) tolls like a bell.

The passage does careful moral work. By the time Wukong acts, the reader has heard, in the monkeys' own voices, exactly what the hunters do; the coming slaughter will therefore land as retribution rather than mere savagery. Yet the timing is pointed: Wukong has just been banished for killing bandits whom Tripitaka judged to be men, not monsters. The novel sets his monkey-kin's suffering directly against that judgment, inviting sympathy for his fury while leaving the harder question — whether vengeance is justice — open.

Note the grim domestic verbs (醬煮醋蒸、油煎鹽炒) and the circus catalogue (跳圈、翻觔斗、豎蜻蜓、篩鑼擂鼓): the horror is conveyed through the mundane vocabulary of cookery and street-entertainment, which makes it worse, not better.