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第三十九回
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One Grain of Cinnabar-Sand Is Got from Heaven · The Three-Years-Dead Former Lord Is Born Again in the World

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真假難分 Two Tripitakas, Hard to Tell Apart

liǎngzhànjīngshùyāozhùhóuwánghuítóucóngjiùtiàochéngchuǎngzàibáijiēqiánliǎngbānwéncóngzhōngyáoshēnbiànbiàndetángsānzàngbānyàngbìngchānshǒuzàijiēqiánzhèshènggǎnshàngjiùbàngláiguàidào:「shì。」chèbàngyàotángsēngquèyòudào:「shì。」yàngliǎngtángsēngshínánbiànrèn:「tǎngruòbàngshāyāoguàibiàndetángsēngzhèchénglegōngguǒjiǎruòbàngshādezhēnshíshīquèzěnmehǎo?」zhǐtíngshǒujiàojièshāsēngwèndào:「guǒránshìguàishìdeshīzhǐhǎo。」jièdào:「zàibànkōngzhōngxiāngxiāngrǎngpiēpiēyǎnjiùjiànliǎngshīzhīshuízhēnshuíjiǎ。」liǎngzhànjīngshùyāozhùhóuwánghuítóucóngjiùtiàochéngchuǎngzàibáijiēqiánliǎngbānwéncóngzhōngyáoshēnbiànbiàndetángsānzàngbānyàngbìngchānshǒuzàijiēqiánzhèshènggǎnshàngjiùbàngláiguàidào:「shì。」chèbàngyàotángsēngquèyòudào:「shì。」yàngliǎngtángsēngshínánbiànrèn:「tǎngruòbàngshāyāoguàibiàndetángsēngzhèchénglegōngguǒjiǎruòbàngshādezhēnshíshīquèzěnmehǎo?」zhǐtíngshǒujiàojièshāsēngwèndào:「guǒránshìguàishìdeshīzhǐhǎo。」jièdào:「zàibànkōngzhōngxiāngxiāngrǎngpiēpiēyǎnjiùjiànliǎngshīzhīshuízhēnshuíjiǎ。」


逐句解 Line by line

liǎngzhànjīngshùyāozhùhóuwánghuítóucóngjiùtiàochéngchuǎngzàibáijiēqiánliǎngbānwéncóngzhōngyáoshēnbiànbiàndetángsānzàngbānyàngbìngchānshǒuzàijiēqián liǎngzhànjīngshùyāozhùhóuwánghuítóucóngjiùtiàochéngchuǎngzàibáijiēqiánliǎngbānwéncóngzhōngyáoshēnbiànbiàndetángsānzàngbānyàngbìngchānshǒuzàijiēqián

When they had fought several bouts, that fiend, unable to withstand the Monkey King, spun about and by the old road leapt back into the city, plunging in before the white-jade steps among the two files of civil and military men, and with a shake of his body changed into the very likeness of the Tang Tripitaka, and stood, hands folded together with him, before the steps.

戰經數合: = shù, several. Pointing 那妖魔 = . 叢中: = zhōng. 變得: hinging = de. 三藏: = zàng. Note where he chooses to land: not somewhere safe, but in the thick of the crowd, beside the one person Wukong cannot risk.

zhèshènggǎnshàngjiùbànglái zhèshènggǎnshàngjiùbànglái

This Great Sage caught up and was about to raise his cudgel to strike.

就欲舉棒來打, made to lift the cudgel and strike — and stops.

guàidào:「shì。」 guàidào:「shì。」

That monster said: "Disciple, don't strike — it's me."

Pointing 那怪: = . Four characters, and the whole fight changes shape.

chèbàngyàotángsēngquèyòudào:「shì。」 chèbàngyàotángsēngquèyòudào:「shì。」

He hastened to raise the cudgel to strike that other Tang Monk, who also said: "Disciple, don't strike — it's me."

Pointing 那個唐僧: = . 急掣棒, quickly drew the cudgel. The second monk says exactly the same thing, which is the trap closing.

yàngliǎngtángsēngshínánbiànrèn:「tǎngruòbàngshāyāoguàibiàndetángsēngzhèchénglegōngguǒ yàngliǎngtángsēngshínánbiànrèn:「tǎngruòbàngshāyāoguàibiàndetángsēngzhèchénglegōngguǒ

One and the same, two Tang Monks, truly hard to tell apart: "If with one blow I kill the Tang Monk the fiend has turned into, that would be a merit accomplished;

實難辨認: = nán. 成了功果, a merit accomplished. Wukong reasons it out aloud, and the arithmetic is unbearable: a fifty-fifty chance of a great deed, and a fifty-fifty chance of the worst thing he could do.

jiǎruòbàngshādezhēnshíshīquèzěnmehǎo?」 jiǎruòbàngshādezhēnshíshīquèzěnmehǎo?」

but if with one blow I kill my own true master, what then?"

假若一棒打殺我的真實師父, if with one blow I club my own true master dead. That is the sentence that stops the cudgel, and it is worth noticing that it stops it — the Wukong of the early chapters would have swung.

zhǐtíngshǒujiàojièshāsēngwèndào:「guǒránshìguàishìdeshī zhǐtíngshǒujiàojièshāsēngwèndào:「guǒránshìguàishìdeshī

He could only stay his hand, and called to Eight Rules and Sha Monk: "Truly now — which one is the monster, and which is my master?

只得停手: = , could only. Both 那一個 are questions, so = , "which one" — the same character that has been pointing at things all chapter, now asking.

zhǐhǎo。」 zhǐhǎo。」

Point him out to me, and I'll strike him."

你指與我我好打他 — show me, and I'll strike him. He has the power and not the knowledge, which is the chapter's whole difficulty in one line.

jièdào:「zàibànkōngzhōngxiāngxiāngrǎngpiēpiēyǎnjiùjiànliǎngshīzhīshuízhēnshuíjiǎ。」 jièdào:「zàibànkōngzhōngxiāngxiāngrǎngpiēpiēyǎnjiùjiànliǎngshīzhīshuízhēnshuíjiǎ。」

Eight Rules said: "You were fighting and shouting away up in mid-air; I blinked and saw two masters — I've no idea which is true and which false."

空中: = zhōng. 相打相嚷: = xiāng, at each other. 誰真誰假, who true and who false. Bajie's excuse is that he blinked — which is both useless and completely believable.


總評 Commentary

Outmatched in the air, the fiend falls back on the oldest trick in the demon's book: he flees into the hall and, with a shake of his body, doubles himself as Tripitaka, so that two identical monks stand hand in hand before the throne, each calling out "Disciple, don't strike — it's me." The novel returns to this device more than once, and its grandest instance is still to come, in the false-Wukong episode of Chapters 57 and 58. It works by turning Wukong's chief strength against him: raw force is useless when the target cannot be told from the master, and the risk of clubbing his own teacher dead freezes the cudgel in mid-swing.

The passage is built on the chapter's deep theme of true and false, here made literal in two indistinguishable bodies. Wukong's appeal to his brothers for help fails comically — Bajie blinked, saw two masters, and has no idea which is which — which sets up the solution of the next passage, when the one instrument that can separate them will be brought to bear: not a weapon, but the Tight-Fillet Spell that only the true Tripitaka knows. The impostor who counterfeited a king has now counterfeited the holiest of the pilgrims, and only a test of the spirit can undo him.