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拋葫裝天
Tossing the Gourd to Bottle the Sky
早有遊神急降大聖耳邊道:「哪吒太子來助功了。」行者仰面觀之,只見祥雲繚繞,果是有神。卻回頭對小妖道:「裝天罷。」小妖道:「要裝就裝,只管阿綿花屎怎的?」行者道:「我方才運神念咒來。」那小妖都睜著眼,看他怎麼樣裝天。這行者將一個假葫蘆兒拋將上去。早有游神急降大圣耳边道:「哪咤太子来助功了。」行者仰面观之,只见祥云缭绕,果是有神。却回头对小妖道:「装天罢。」小妖道:「要装就装,只管阿绵花屎怎的?」行者道:「我方才运神念咒来。」那小妖都睁著眼,看他怎么样装天。这行者将一个假葫芦儿抛将上去。
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早有遊神急降大聖耳邊道:「哪吒太子來助功了。」
早有游神急降大圣耳边道:「哪咤太子来助功了。」
At once a roaming spirit descended swiftly to the Great Sage's ear and said: “Prince Nezha has come to lend his aid.”
急降 (jí jiàng), “descended swiftly,” 降 read jiàng, “to descend” — distinct from xiáng, “to subdue.” 來助功 (lái zhù gōng), “came to help with the deed.”
行者仰面觀之,只見祥雲繚繞,果是有神。
行者仰面观之,只见祥云缭绕,果是有神。
Pilgrim looked up and saw auspicious clouds coiling about — sure enough, the god was there.
仰面觀之 (yǎng miàn guān zhī), “raised his face and observed it,” 觀 read guān. 祥雲繚繞 (xiáng yún liáo rào), “auspicious clouds wreathing round.”
卻回頭對小妖道:「裝天罷。」小妖道:「要裝就裝,只管阿綿花屎怎的?」行者道:「我方才運神念咒來。」
却回头对小妖道:「装天罢。」小妖道:「要装就装,只管阿绵花屎怎的?」行者道:「我方才运神念咒来。」
He turned back to the imps: “Let's bottle the sky, then.” The imps said: “If you're going to, do it — why keep dithering about?” Pilgrim said: “I was just now mustering my spirit and reciting the spell.”
阿綿花屎 (ā mián huā shǐ), a coarse idiom, “to dawdle, dither, drag one's feet.” 運神念咒 (yùn shén niàn zhòu), “to gather one's spirit-power and chant the incantation.”
那小妖都睜著眼,看他怎麼樣裝天。
那小妖都睁著眼,看他怎么样装天。
The imps kept their eyes wide open, watching how he would bottle the sky.
睜著眼 (zhēng zhe yǎn), “with eyes held wide,” the durative 著 (zhe). The imps watch closely — and so are the more easily fooled.
這行者將一個假葫蘆兒拋將上去。
这行者将一个假葫芦儿抛将上去。
Pilgrim tossed the false gourd up into the air.
假葫蘆兒 (jiǎ hú lu er), “the fake gourd,” with the suffix 兒 (er). 拋將上去 (pāo jiāng shàng qù), “flung it up,” the two 將 both particles of the coverb and motion.
總評 Commentary
Heaven's machinery falls into place just as Pilgrim needs it: a roaming spirit whispers that Nezha has arrived, and the auspicious clouds confirm it. The timing is the con man's luck made literal — the celestial confederate takes his place exactly on cue. Pilgrim, seeing his cover set, turns to the business at hand with unhurried showmanship.
The imps' impatience — “why keep dithering?” — and their wide-eyed watching are the marks of the perfectly gulled audience, straining to catch the trick and thereby missing it entirely. Pilgrim tosses up a gourd that is only a hair in disguise, weightless, and the stage is set for Nezha's banner to do the rest. The whole apparatus of the swindle — decoy, confederate, and captive audience — is now in motion.