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淨瓶收魔
The Pure Vase Takes the Elder Fiend
那老魔見傷了他老舅,丟了行者,提起寶劍,就劈八戒;八戒使鈀架住。正賭鬥間,沙僧撞近前來,舉杖便打。那妖抵敵不住,縱風雲,往南逃走。八戒、沙僧緊緊趕來。大聖見了,急縱雲跳在空中,解下淨瓶,罩定老魔,叫聲:「金角大王。」那老魔见伤了他老舅,丢了行者,提起宝剑,就劈八戒;八戒使钯架住。正赌斗间,沙僧撞近前来,举杖便打。那妖抵敌不住,纵风云,往南逃走。八戒、沙僧紧紧赶来。大圣见了,急纵云跳在空中,解下净瓶,罩定老魔,叫声:「金角大王。」
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那老魔見傷了他老舅,丟了行者,提起寶劍,就劈八戒;
那老魔见伤了他老舅,丢了行者,提起宝剑,就劈八戒;
When the old fiend saw his uncle wounded, he let Pilgrim be, raised his treasure-sword, and hewed straight at Bajie;
丟了行者 — "left off with Pilgrim," 行 forced to xíng; 提起寶劍, "raised the sword," 提 read tí. The fiend turns his fury on Bajie.
八戒使鈀架住。
八戒使钯架住。
Bajie brought up his rake to fend it off.
使鈀架住 — "used his rake to block"; the brief clash before Sha Monk arrives.
正賭鬥間,沙僧撞近前來,舉杖便打。
正赌斗间,沙僧撞近前来,举杖便打。
Just as they were locked in combat, Sha Monk closed in and, lifting his staff, fell to striking.
賭鬥間 (dǔdòu jiān) — "in the midst of the fight," 間 read jiān. Now three set upon the elder fiend.
那妖抵敵不住,縱風雲,往南逃走。
那妖抵敌不住,纵风云,往南逃走。
The fiend, unable to hold his ground, loosed wind and cloud and fled away southward.
抵敵不住 — "could not withstand [them]." Outmatched three to one, the elder breaks.
八戒、沙僧緊緊趕來。
八戒、沙僧紧紧赶来。
Bajie and Sha Monk gave close chase.
緊緊趕來 — "pursued hard on his heels."
大聖見了,急縱雲跳在空中,解下淨瓶,罩定老魔,叫聲:「金角大王。」
大圣见了,急纵云跳在空中,解下净瓶,罩定老魔,叫声:「金角大王。」
The Great Sage, seeing it, quickly loosed his cloud and sprang up into the air, drew down the Pure Vase, took aim at the old fiend, and called out: “Gold-Horn King!”
罩定老魔 — "took aim at the old fiend"; 解下淨瓶, "drew down the Pure Vase," 解 read jiě. Wukong turns the name-vase on the elder fiend by his title, 金角大王.
總評 Commentary
The chapter’s climax arrives. With his uncle down and himself outnumbered three to one, the elder fiend breaks and flees south — and Wukong springs into the air with the Pure Vase, the same name-and-answer vessel that took the second brother, and takes aim.
The device that has run through the whole arc comes round to its object at last: Wukong calls the elder by his title, 金角大王, Gold-Horn King. The vase’s single rule — that it swallows whoever answers to his own name — is about to close on the last and greatest of the fiends, exactly as it closed on Silver-Horn before him.