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The Evil Demon Assaults the True Dharma · The Horse of the Will Recalls the Monkey of the Heart

獃子東行
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獃子東行 Bajie Flies East

zhēndāizishōushíledīngzhěngshùlezhíduōtiàojiāngzheyúnjìngwǎngdōngláizhèhuíshìtángsēngyǒumìngdāizizhèngshùnfēngchēngliǎngěrduǒhǎo便biànfēngpéngbānzǎoguòledōngyánghǎiànluòyúntóujuédetàiyángxīngshàngquèshānxúnzhēndāizishōushíledīngzhěngshùlezhíduōtiàojiāngzheyúnjìngwǎngdōngláizhèhuíshìtángsēngyǒumìngdāizizhèngshùnfēngchēngliǎngěrduǒhǎo便biànfēngpéngbānzǎoguòledōngyánghǎiànluòyúntóujuédetàiyángxīngshàngquèshānxún


逐句解 Line by line

zhēndāizishōushíledīngzhěngshùlezhíduōtiàojiāngzheyúnjìngwǎngdōnglái zhēndāizishōushíledīngzhěngshùlezhíduōtiàojiāngzheyúnjìngwǎngdōnglái

The blockhead duly gathered up his nine-tooth rake, cinched his cassock, sprang aloft, trod a cloud, and headed straight east.

釘鈀 is Bajie’s nine-tooth rake; 直裰 his monk’s cassock. In 跳將起去 the directional is jiāng; in 踏著雲 the durative is zhe.

zhèhuíshìtángsēngyǒumìng zhèhuíshìtángsēngyǒumìng

This time too, Tripitaka was fated to live.

The narrator’s aside again invokes the providence that governs the pilgrim’s survival.

dāizizhèngshùnfēngchēngliǎngěrduǒhǎo便biànfēngpéngbānzǎoguòledōngyánghǎiànluòyúntóu dāizizhèngshùnfēngchēngliǎngěrduǒhǎo便biànfēngpéngbānzǎoguòledōngyánghǎiànluòyúntóu

The blockhead met a following wind, spread his two ears like a pair of sails, and was soon across the Eastern Ocean, where he set his cloud down.

撐起兩個耳朵,好便似風篷 ("spread his two ears like wind-sails") is a comic touch — Bajie’s great pig-ears become sails; is read . is deictic .

juédetàiyángxīngshàngquèshānxún juédetàiyángxīngshàngquèshānxún

Before he knew it the sun had risen, and he made his way into the mountains to seek the road.

In 不覺 ("unwittingly, before he knew it") the graph is read jué (to perceive), not the jiào of "sleep". 太陽星 is "the sun."


總評 Commentary

The passage carries Bajie eastward with comic economy — his enormous ears spread as sails, a following wind, the sea crossed in a stroke. The vernacular novel routinely leavens its transitions with such touches, and here the buffoon’s absurd physiognomy becomes, for a moment, the very engine of his flight. The narrator’s reminder that Tripitaka is "fated to live" quietly assures the reader that this reluctant errand will succeed.