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天上之精
A Spirit from Heaven
行者大驚道:「我兒啊,不禁打,就打得不見了。果是打死,好道也有些膿血,如何沒一毫蹤影?想是走了。」急縱身跳在雲端裡看處,四邊更無動靜。「老孫這雙眼睛,不管那裡,一抹都見,卻怎麼走得這等溜撒?我曉得了,那怪說有些兒認得我,想必不是凡間的怪,多是天上來的精。」行者大惊道:「我儿啊,不禁打,就打得不见了。果是打死,好道也有些脓血,如何没一毫踪影?想是走了。」急纵身跳在云端里看处,四边更无动静。「老孙这双眼睛,不管那里,一抹都见,却怎么走得这等溜撒?我晓得了,那怪说有些儿认得我,想必不是凡间的怪,多是天上来的精。」
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行者大驚道:「我兒啊,不禁打,就打得不見了。
行者大惊道:「我儿啊,不禁打,就打得不见了。
Pilgrim, greatly startled, said, “My child — you could not take a blow, and at one stroke you are gone from sight.
不禁打 (bù jīn dǎ), unable to withstand a blow. 我兒 (wǒ ér), “my child” — Wukong’s mock address; 兒 read ér. 打得 with 得 as de.
果是打死,好道也有些膿血,如何沒一毫蹤影?
果是打死,好道也有些脓血,如何没一毫踪影?
Were you truly beaten dead, there should be at least some matter and blood — how is it there is not a trace, not a hair?
好道 (hǎo dào), surely, one would think. 膿血 (nóng xuè), pus and blood. 蹤影 (zōng yǐng), trace, sign.
想是走了。」
想是走了。」
He must have fled.”
想是 (xiǎng shì), it must be that, presumably.
急縱身跳在雲端裡看處,四邊更無動靜。
急纵身跳在云端里看处,四边更无动静。
Quickly springing up into the clouds to look about, he found on every side no stir at all.
縱身 (zòng shēn), to leap up. 四邊更無動靜 (sì biān gèng wú dòngjìng), on all sides not the least movement.
「老孫這雙眼睛,不管那裡,一抹都見,卻怎麼走得這等溜撒?
「老孙这双眼睛,不管那里,一抹都见,却怎么走得这等溜撒?
“These two eyes of old Sun’s take in everything at a glance, no matter where — how then has he slipped away so nimbly?
不管那裡 (bù guǎn nǎlǐ), no matter where; 那 read nǎ. 一抹都見 (yì mǒ dōu jiàn), to see all at a single sweep; 都 read dōu. 溜撒 (liūsā), nimble, quick; 走得 with 得 as de.
我曉得了,那怪說有些兒認得我,想必不是凡間的怪,多是天上來的精。」
我晓得了,那怪说有些儿认得我,想必不是凡间的怪,多是天上来的精。」
I have it — the fiend said he knew me a little; most likely he is no fiend of the mortal world, but a spirit come down from Heaven.”
有些兒 (yǒu xiē’r), a little, somewhat; 兒 the suffix, read er. 凡間 (fán jiān), the mortal world; 間 read jiān. 曉得 and 認得 with 得 as de; 那 read nà.
總評 Commentary
The demon’s uncanny vanishing, where a slain body should have left blood and trace, sets Wukong reasoning like a detective: the absence of any remains, the failure of his all-seeing eyes to find the fugitive, and the fiend’s own earlier hint of half-knowing him, together yield the crucial inference. What no amount of fighting could reveal, deduction supplies — the adversary is no earthly monster but a spirit escaped from Heaven.
The moment marks the chapter’s decisive turn, redirecting the action from the demon’s cave to the celestial bureaucracy that must be its origin. The device — a disappearance that betrays a divine nature, prompting a journey to Heaven to trace the culprit on the star-rolls — is a recurring pattern in the novel, by which local demons are revealed as absconded members of the cosmic order, and their subduing becomes a matter of administrative recall as much as martial victory.