陽世求丹 Seeking the Elixir in the World of the Living
話說那孫大聖頭痛難禁,哀告道:「師父莫念,莫念,等我醫罷。」長老問:「怎麼醫?」行者道:「只除過陰司,查勘那個閻王家有他魂靈,請將來救他。」八戒道:「師父莫信他。他原說不用過陰司,陽世間就能醫活,方見手段哩。」那長老信邪風,又念緊箍兒咒。慌得行者滿口招承道:「陽世間醫罷,陽世間醫罷。」八戒道:「莫要住,只管念,只管念。」行者罵道:「你這獃孽畜,攛道師父咒我哩。」八戒笑得打跌道:「哥耶,哥耶,你只曉得捉弄我,不曉得我也捉弄你捉弄。」行者道:「師父莫念,莫念,待老孫陽世間醫罷。」三藏道:「陽世間怎麼醫?」行者道:「我如今一觔斗雲,撞入南天門裡,不進斗牛宮,不入靈霄殿,徑到那三十三天之上,離恨天宮兜率院內,見太上老君,把他九轉還魂丹求得一粒來,管取救活他也。」话说那孙大圣头痛难禁,哀告道:「师父莫念,莫念,等我医罢。」长老问:「怎么医?」行者道:「只除过阴司,查勘那个阎王家有他魂灵,请将来救他。」八戒道:「师父莫信他。他原说不用过阴司,阳世间就能医活,方见手段哩。」那长老信邪风,又念紧箍儿咒。慌得行者满口招承道:「阳世间医罢,阳世间医罢。」八戒道:「莫要住,只管念,只管念。」行者骂道:「你这呆孽畜,撺道师父咒我哩。」八戒笑得打跌道:「哥耶,哥耶,你只晓得捉弄我,不晓得我也捉弄你捉弄。」行者道:「师父莫念,莫念,待老孙阳世间医罢。」三藏道:「阳世间怎么医?」行者道:「我如今一觔斗云,撞入南天门里,不进斗牛宫,不入灵霄殿,径到那三十三天之上,离恨天宫兜率院内,见太上老君,把他九转还魂丹求得一粒来,管取救活他也。」
逐句解 Line by line
The Great Sage, his head splitting past all endurance, pleaded piteously: "Master, stop chanting, stop chanting — let me heal him."
We come in on a headache. The previous chapter ended with Tripitaka demanding that Wukong bring a drowned king back to life, and the lever he uses is the golden band welded round Wukong's skull: when the Master chants, it tightens. 難禁 is "past all bearing" — 難 here nán, "hard to." The 罷 closing the plea is the small sound that turns an order into a request, "let me, won't you" — ba, the same word later written 吧 — and not the verb bà, "to have done with."
The elder asked, "Cure him — how?"
長老 zhǎng lǎo, "the elder" — 長 read zhǎng, "senior," not cháng, "long."
Pilgrim said: "Only by crossing into the Region of Darkness to search out which King Yama's registry holds his soul, and fetching it back to save him."
Wukong's first idea is a records search. He would cross into the Region of Darkness and find out whose court holds the dead king's soul on its books — so 那個閻王 is a question, and 那 is nǎ, "which," not the pointing nà, "that." In 請將來, "fetch him back here," 將 is jiāng, the small helper word that carries the motion along.
Eight Rules said: "Master, don't trust him.
莫信 is "don't believe him." Bajie moves in at once — not to help, but to keep Wukong on the hook.
He himself said there was no need to cross into the shades — that he could cure him alive in the world of the living, and only then would we see his skill."
Bajie's needling is precise: he quotes Wukong's own boast straight back at him. 陽世間 yáng shì jiān, "in the world of the living" — 間 here jiān — is much the harder promise, and 手段, "technique, prowess," is exactly what Wukong will now have to produce.
The elder, credulous of this heresy, once more chanted the Tight-Fillet Spell.
信邪風 is literally "believed the crooked wind" — taken in, we would say. 邪 is xié, and it is worth marking here, because 邪 against 正, crooked against upright, is the pair this whole chapter turns on. In 緊箍兒咒, the Tight-Fillet Spell, 兒 is the light er that rounds off 箍, the band itself.
Flustered, Pilgrim blurted out with his whole mouth in surrender: "I'll cure him in the world of the living, cure him in the world of the living!"
慌得: the 得 that hinges an action to what it drove someone into is read de — flustered to the point of blurting. 招承 is to own up, to give in. Both 罷 are ba again, the softening sound.
Eight Rules said: "Don't let up — keep chanting, keep chanting!"
莫要住, "don't let up." Bajie eggs the Master on for no reason but the pleasure of watching Wukong squirm.
Pilgrim swore at him: "You blockheaded beast of burden, egging the Master on to curse me!"
獃孽畜 is roughly "idiot-creature"; 畜 read chù. 攛道, 攛 cuān, is to egg someone on, to put them up to it.
Eight Rules laughed till he tumbled over: "Brother! Brother! You only know how to make sport of me — you didn't know I could make a bit of sport of you too!"
A small trap for the eye: 得 appears three times in this one line and is read two different ways. In 笑得打跌, "laughed till he fell over," it is de, hinging the laugh to what it came to; in both instances of 曉得, "to know," it is dé. And 耶 yé is simply the sound of calling out to somebody — "Brother! Brother!"
Pilgrim said: "Master, stop chanting, stop chanting — let old Sun cure him in the world of the living."
待老孫, "let old Sun—." The closing 罷 is ba.
Tripitaka said: "Cure him in the world of the living — but how?"
三藏 sān zàng is the name Tripitaka took in religion: the Three Baskets of the Buddhist canon. 藏 is read zàng here, the "store" or "treasury" — not cáng, "to hide away," which is how the same character is read a few passages on.
Pilgrim said: "I'll ride one somersault of cloud, drive in through the Southern Heaven Gate — not entering the Dipper-Ox Palace, not going up to the Hall of Numinous Mist — straight to the topmost of the Thirty-Three Heavens, into the Tuṣita Court of the Heaven of Parted Sorrows; there I'll see the Most High Lord Lao, beg from him a single grain of his Nine-Cycle Soul-Reverting Elixir, and be sure to bring the king back to life."
Wukong answers with a flight plan, and half of it is a list of addresses he intends to fly straight past — 斗牛宮 and 靈霄殿, two of the grandest in Heaven. Coming from the ape who once wrecked the place, that is a boast about his new discretion. 觔斗雲 and 斗牛宮 both take 斗 as dǒu (the somersault; the Dipper). 那三十三天 points: 那 = nà. 兜率 is Tuṣita, where 率 is shuài. 還魂丹, the Soul-Reverting Elixir — 還 huán, "to revert." 求得, to get a thing by asking for it — 得 dé.
The chapter opens in the middle of a squeeze. Chapter 38 closed with Tripitaka demanding the impossible — that Wukong restore the drowned king of Wūjī (烏雞國) to life — and here the demand is enforced with the 緊箍兒咒, the Tight-Fillet Spell, the one device in the world that can bend the Great Sage. The comedy is exact. Wukong, who fears no army in Heaven, is reduced to blurting surrender by a headache, while Bajie, delighted, urges the Master to keep chanting. Beneath the farce runs the book's long allegory of the 心猿, the "mind-monkey": brilliant, ungovernable intelligence that submits to discipline only under pressure.
The turn of the plot is doctrinal as much as narrative. Wukong's first proposal is the obvious one — go down to the underworld and reclaim the soul from a King Yama's register, much as you might pull a file from an archive. It is Bajie's needling, not piety, that forces him onto the harder road: a revival worked 陽世間, "in the world of the living," by medicine rather than by fetching a ghost home through the proper channels. That one distinction drives everything that follows, sending Wukong up to the Tuṣita Palace after Lord Lao's 九轉還魂丹, the Nine-Cycle Soul-Reverting Elixir — and it quietly tunes the rescue to the Daoist alchemy that the chapter's title-couplet, the matched pair of lines heading every chapter of this novel, has already promised with its "one grain of cinnabar-sand got from Heaven."