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蓬萊神仙
The Immortal from Penglai
行者道：「小道童見我這老道人，要跌一跌兒做見面錢。」那妖道：「我大王見面錢只要幾兩銀子，你怎麼跌一跌兒做見面錢？你別是一鄉風，決不是我這裡道士。」行者道：「我當真不是，我是蓬萊山來的。」那妖道：「蓬萊山是海島神仙境界。」行者道：「我不是神仙，誰是神仙？」那妖卻回嗔作喜，上前道：「老神仙，老神仙，我等肉眼凡胎，不能識認，言語衝撞，莫怪，莫怪。」行者道：「小道童见我这老道人，要跌一跌儿做见面钱。」那妖道：「我大王见面钱只要几两银子，你怎么跌一跌儿做见面钱？你别是一乡风，决不是我这里道士。」行者道：「我当真不是，我是蓬莱山来的。」那妖道：「蓬莱山是海岛神仙境界。」行者道：「我不是神仙，谁是神仙？」那妖却回嗔作喜，上前道：「老神仙，老神仙，我等肉眼凡胎，不能识认，言语冲撞，莫怪，莫怪。」
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行者道：「小道童見我這老道人，要跌一跌兒做見面錢。」
行者道：「小道童见我这老道人，要跌一跌儿做见面钱。」
Pilgrim said: “When young acolytes meet an old adept like me, they take a little tumble as a meeting-gift.”
跌一跌兒 (diē yì diē er), “to take a little fall,” with the suffix 兒 (er). 見面錢 (jiàn miàn qián), “a first-meeting gift” — Pilgrim invents an absurd etiquette on the spot.
那妖道：「我大王見面錢只要幾兩銀子，你怎麼跌一跌兒做見面錢？你別是一鄉風，決不是我這裡道士。」
那妖道：「我大王见面钱只要几两银子，你怎么跌一跌儿做见面钱？你别是一乡风，决不是我这里道士。」
The imps said: “Our king's meeting-gift is just a few taels of silver — how can a tumble count as a meeting-gift? You must be from some other district; you're certainly no Daoist from these parts.”
幾兩銀子 (jǐ liǎng yín zi), “a few taels of silver.” 一鄉風 (yì xiāng fēng), “a fashion of some other locale, a different custom.” The imps sense something off.
行者道：「我當真不是，我是蓬萊山來的。」
行者道：「我当真不是，我是蓬莱山来的。」
Pilgrim said: “Truly I'm not — I've come from Mount Penglai.”
當真 (dāng zhēn), “truly, in earnest.” 蓬萊山 (péng lái shān), Mount Penglai, one of the fabled isles of the immortals in the Eastern Sea.
那妖道：「蓬萊山是海島神仙境界。」
那妖道：「蓬莱山是海岛神仙境界。」
The imps said: “Mount Penglai is the realm of the sea-isle immortals!”
海島神仙境界 (hǎi dǎo shén xiān jìng jiè), “the immortals' domain among the sea-isles.” The name impresses them at once.
行者道：「我不是神仙，誰是神仙？」
行者道：「我不是神仙，谁是神仙？」
Pilgrim said: “If I'm no immortal, who is?”
A brazen rhetorical claim: 我不是神仙，誰是神仙, “if I'm not an immortal, then who is?” Pilgrim seizes the opening they have handed him.
那妖卻回嗔作喜，上前道：「老神仙，老神仙，我等肉眼凡胎，不能識認，言語衝撞，莫怪，莫怪。」
那妖却回嗔作喜，上前道：「老神仙，老神仙，我等肉眼凡胎，不能识认，言语冲撞，莫怪，莫怪。」
At this the imps turned from anger to delight, stepped forward, and said: “Old immortal, old immortal! We are but fleshly-eyed mortals who failed to know you; forgive our rude words, forgive us!”
回嗔作喜 (huí chēn zuò xǐ), “to turn from anger to joy.” 肉眼凡胎 (ròu yǎn fán tāi), “fleshly eyes, mortal womb-born” — self-deprecating for spiritual blindness.
總評 Commentary
Pilgrim improvises brilliantly, converting his own crude trick into a point of dignity: the imps' fall was a “meeting-gift,” the customary tribute the young owe an old adept. When they object — their king's meeting-gift is silver, not tumbles — he simply raises his claim, declaring himself a Daoist of Mount Penglai, and then, when they name it the realm of immortals, springs the trap of their own words: “If I'm no immortal, who is?”
The imps' abrupt reversal — from abuse to grovelling apology, “old immortal, old immortal!” — is the comic heart of the exchange and the mechanism of Pilgrim's success. Their credulity is total; they supply the very premise (“Penglai is the realm of immortals”) that he turns against them. The self-deprecation of “fleshly eyes, mortal womb-born” seals their conversion from adversaries to disciples, and hands Pilgrim exactly the standing he needs to work on their treasures.