藏嘴 Hiding the Snout
小妖用槍挑著,銀角用手指道:「這騎白馬的是唐僧,這毛臉的是孫行者。……」八戒聽見道:「城隍,沒我便也罷了,豬頭三牲,清醮二十四分。」口裡嘮叨,只管許願。那怪又道:「這黑長的是沙和尚,這長嘴大耳的是豬八戒。」獃子聽見說他,慌得把個嘴揣在懷裡藏了。那怪叫:「和尚,伸出嘴來。」八戒道:「胎裡病,伸不出來。」那怪令小妖使鉤子鉤出來。八戒慌得把個嘴伸出道:「小家形罷了,這不是?你要看便就看,鉤怎的?」小妖用枪挑着,银角用手指道:「这骑白马的是唐僧,这毛脸的是孙行者。……」八戒听见道:「城隍,没我便也罢了,猪头三牲,清醮二十四分。」口里唠叨,只管许愿。那怪又道:「这黑长的是沙和尚,这长嘴大耳的是猪八戒。」呆子听见说他,慌得把个嘴揣在怀里藏了。那怪叫:「和尚,伸出嘴来。」八戒道:「胎里病,伸不出来。」那怪令小妖使钩子钩出来。八戒慌得把个嘴伸出道:「小家形罢了,这不是?你要看便就看,钩怎的?」
逐句解 Line by line
A little fiend held it up on a spear, and Silver-Horn pointed with his finger: "This one on the white horse is the Tang Monk; this hairy-faced one is Sun the Pilgrim...."
用槍挑著, yòng qiāng tiǎo zhe, "held up on a spear-point" — 挑 read tiǎo, to lift on something, not the tiāo of carrying a load; 著 is zhe. The identification parade begins, and Silver-Horn works down the picture with his finger.
Eight Rules, overhearing, muttered: "City God — leave me out of it, and there'll be a pig's head and the three sacrifices, and a purification-rite of twenty-four shares for you."
Eight Rules starts bargaining with heaven. 城隍, chéng huáng, is the City God — literally "wall and moat" — the divine magistrate of a walled town, with an office, a jurisdiction and a temple in every county of Ming China. 三牲 are the three sacrificial animals of a full offering; 清醮 is a Daoist purification rite, and twenty-four shares of one is a lavish commission. Note what he offers: a pig's head. It is the standard sacrifice, and he is a pig, and the novel does not draw attention to this at all.
So he mumbled on, doing nothing but make vows.
嘮叨, láo dāo, "to mumble on and on"; 許願, "to vow an offering" — the ordinary transaction of Chinese popular religion, where you promise the god a payment against delivery. He is doing it in a whisper, surrounded, with nothing to bargain with.
The fiend went on: "This dark, tall one is Sha Monk; this long-snouted, big-eared one is Zhu Eight Rules."
The description reaches him. 黑長 and 長嘴大耳, hēi cháng / cháng zuǐ dà ěr, "dark and tall" and "long-snouted, big-eared" — both take 長 as cháng, length, not the zhǎng of seniority. 那 is nà.
Hearing himself named, the blockhead took fright and tucked his snout away into his bosom to hide it.
揣在懷裡藏了, chuāi zài huái lǐ cáng le, "tucked into the robe and hid it" — 藏 read cáng, to conceal, not the zàng of the Tripitaka. 慌得 takes 得 as de. The same manoeuvre he used against the woodpecker, deployed now against thirty armed fiends.
The fiend called: "Monk, stick out your snout."
伸出嘴, shēn chū zuǐ, "stick the snout out." 那 is nà. The demand is not unreasonable.
Said Eight Rules: "It's a birth defect — I can't stick it out."
胎裡病, tāi lǐ bìng, "an illness from the womb" — a congenital defect. It is a real Ming expression, and it is a magnificent lie: he is claiming a medical condition that prevents snout-extension.
The fiend ordered a little fiend to hook it out.
使鉤子鉤出來, shǐ gōu zi gōu chū lái, "get a hook and hook it out." The fiend declines to accept the diagnosis.
The blockhead, in a fright, stuck his snout out and said: "What a petty fuss! Here it is, isn't it? Look if you want to look — what's the good of hooking?"
小家形, xiǎo jiā xíng, "small-household behaviour" — petty, cheap, the conduct of people with no breeding. Cornered and about to be hooked, he produces the snout and covers with bluster: look if you want to look, what is all this hooking about? 慌得 takes 得 as de.
Silver-Horn reads the portrait off figure by figure, and the comedy shifts entirely to Eight Rules trying not to be one of them. Hearing his turn coming, he starts negotiating with the City God under his breath — leave me out of this and there will be a pig's head, the three sacrifices, and twenty-four shares of a purification rite. The vow is the ordinary currency of Chinese popular religion, offered here by a man with nothing to trade, and the novel lets the detail of the pig's head sit there without comment.
Then the set-piece of the hidden snout, which is farce of the purest kind. Named at last as the long-snouted, big-eared one, he tucks the single most identifiable feature he possesses into the front of his robe and pleads a birth defect that prevents him extending it. Threatened with a hook, he produces it at once and covers with indignation about the fuss. He has spent this whole chapter being unable to hide anything from anybody, and the pattern holds to the end.