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The Reckoning
大聖按落雲頭，鼓掌大笑道：「造化，造化。自從歸順唐僧，做了和尚，他每每勸我話道：『千日行善，善猶不足；一日行惡，惡自有餘。』真有此話。我跟著他，打殺幾個妖精，他就怪我行兇。今日來家，卻結果了這許多獵戶。」叫：「小的們，出來！」那群猴狂風過去，聽得大聖呼喚，一個個跳將出來。大聖道：「你們去南山下，把那打死的獵戶衣服剝得來家，洗淨血跡，穿了遮寒；把死人的屍首都推在那萬丈深潭內；把死倒的馬拖將來，剝了皮，做靴穿，將肉醃著，慢慢的食用；把那些弓箭槍刀，與你們操演武藝；將那雜色旗號，收來我用。」群猴一個個領諾。大圣按落云头，鼓掌大笑道：「造化，造化。自从归顺唐僧，做了和尚，他每每劝我话道：『千日行善，善犹不足；一日行恶，恶自有余。』真有此话。我跟著他，打杀几个妖精，他就怪我行凶。今日来家，却结果了这许多猎户。」叫：「小的们，出来！」那群猴狂风过去，听得大圣呼唤，一个个跳将出来。大圣道：「你们去南山下，把那打死的猎户衣服剥得来家，洗净血迹，穿了遮寒；把死人的尸首都推在那万丈深潭内；把死倒的马拖将来，剥了皮，做靴穿，将肉腌著，慢慢的食用；把那些弓箭枪刀，与你们操演武艺；将那杂色旗号，收来我用。」群猴一个个领诺。
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大聖按落雲頭，鼓掌大笑道：「造化，造化。自從歸順唐僧，做了和尚，他每每勸我話道：『千日行善，善猶不足；一日行惡，惡自有餘。』真有此話。
大圣按落云头，鼓掌大笑道：「造化，造化。自从归顺唐僧，做了和尚，他每每劝我话道：『千日行善，善犹不足；一日行恶，恶自有余。』真有此话。
The Great Sage brought down his cloud, clapped his hands and laughed aloud: “What luck, what luck! Ever since I submitted to the Tang Monk and became a monk, he was forever admonishing me: ‘A thousand days of doing good, and the good is still not enough; a single day of doing evil, and the evil is already too much.’ How true those words are.
行善 / 行惡 xíng (“do/practice”). The maxim Tripitaka is made to have taught — Wukong quotes it even as he flouts it.
我跟著他，打殺幾個妖精，他就怪我行兇。今日來家，卻結果了這許多獵戶。」
我跟著他，打杀几个妖精，他就怪我行凶。今日来家，却结果了这许多猎户。」
I followed him, killed a few demons, and at once he blamed me for doing violence. Yet today, come home, I have made an end of this whole crowd of hunters.”
跟著 zhe; 行兇 xíng; 結果了 le. The irony is Wukong's own — he hears it and presses on.
叫：「小的們，出來！」那群猴狂風過去，聽得大聖呼喚，一個個跳將出來。
叫：「小的们，出来！」那群猴狂风过去，听得大圣呼唤，一个个跳将出来。
He called, “Little ones, come out!” The wind having passed, the troop of monkeys heard the Great Sage's summons and came leaping out one and all.
那 nà; 聽得 de; 跳將 jiāng.
大聖道：「你們去南山下，把那打死的獵戶衣服剝得來家，洗淨血跡，穿了遮寒；
大圣道：「你们去南山下，把那打死的猎户衣服剥得来家，洗净血迹，穿了遮寒；
Said the Great Sage: “Go down to the southern slope, strip the slain hunters of their clothes and bring them home, wash out the bloodstains, and wear them against the cold;
那 nà; 剝得 de (“strip and bring”); 穿了 le.
把死人的屍首都推在那萬丈深潭內；把死倒的馬拖將來，剝了皮，做靴穿，將肉醃著，慢慢的食用；
把死人的尸首都推在那万丈深潭内；把死倒的马拖将来，剥了皮，做靴穿，将肉腌著，慢慢的食用；
push all the dead men's corpses into that fathomless pool ten thousand zhàng deep; drag home the fallen horses, flay off their hides to make boots, and salt down the flesh to eat at leisure;
都 dōu; 那 nà; 死倒的馬 dǎo (“fallen dead”), not dào; 拖將 / 將肉 jiāng; 醃著 zhe. 萬丈 rendered as zhàng.
把那些弓箭槍刀，與你們操演武藝；將那雜色旗號，收來我用。」群猴一個個領諾。
把那些弓箭枪刀，与你们操演武艺；将那杂色旗号，收来我用。」群猴一个个领诺。
take those bows, arrows, spears, and blades to drill you in the martial arts; and gather up the parti-colored banners and standards, and bring them for my use.” The monkeys received his commands one and all.
那些 nà; 將那 jiāng / nà.
總評 Commentary
Wukong's self-awareness is the passage's sharpest stroke. He remembers Tripitaka's maxim exactly — a thousand days of good are never enough, a single day of evil is already too much — recites it, affirms “how true those words are,” and in the same breath boasts of having just slaughtered a crowd of men. The novel does not need to editorialize; it simply lets him quote the standard he is breaking.
The disposal orders complete the regression. The corpses go into the bottomless pool, the horses become boots and salted meat, the weapons and banners are turned to the equipping of his monkey army. Everything of the human world is absorbed into the restored bandit-kingdom of Flower-Fruit Mountain. This is the Wukong of the novel's opening chapters — the demon-king before the pilgrimage — and the chapter has now shown, in full, the man Tripitaka's banishment has released back into the world.