第四十回
嬰兒戲化禪心亂
猿馬刀圭木母空
The Baby, Playing at Transformation, Throws the Chan-Mind into Chaos · Ape and Horse, the Sword-Crucible and Wood-Mother, Come to Naught
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紅雲兆變
A Red Cloud, an Omen of Change
師徒們正當悚懼,又只見那山凹裡有一朵紅雲,直冒到九霄空內,結聚了一團火氣。行者大驚,走近前,把唐僧搊著腳,推下馬來,叫:「兄弟們,不要走了,妖怪來矣。」慌得個八戒急掣釘鈀,沙僧忙掄寶杖,把唐僧圍護在當中。师徒们正当悚惧,又只见那山凹里有一朵红云,直冒到九霄空内,结聚了一团火气。行者大惊,走近前,把唐僧搊着脚,推下马来,叫:「兄弟们,不要走了,妖怪来矣。」慌得个八戒急掣钉钯,沙僧忙抡宝杖,把唐僧围护在当中。
逐句解 Line by line
師徒們正當悚懼,又只見那山凹裡有一朵紅雲,直冒到九霄空內,結聚了一團火氣。
师徒们正当悚惧,又只见那山凹里有一朵红云,直冒到九霄空内,结聚了一团火气。
Master and disciples were in the very midst of their dread when they saw, in a hollow of the mountain, a single billow of red cloud rise straight up into the ninefold empyrean and gather there into a mass of fiery vapor.
Red is the colour to remember. In 正當悚懼, 當 is dāng, "just at the moment of"; 那山凹裡 takes the pointing nà.
行者大驚,走近前,把唐僧搊著腳,推下馬來,叫:「兄弟們,不要走了,妖怪來矣。」
行者大惊,走近前,把唐僧搊着脚,推下马来,叫:「兄弟们,不要走了,妖怪来矣。」
Pilgrim, greatly alarmed, ran forward, seized the Tang Priest by the leg and pushed him down off the horse, crying: "Brothers, don't move on — a monster is coming!"
Note what Wukong does first — not draw a weapon but get the Master off the horse. 搊著腳 uses the 著 that shows an action in progress, zhe: he has hold of the leg. In 不要走了, 不 lifts to bú before the falling tone of 要, which is the ordinary rule doing its job.
慌得個八戒急掣釘鈀,沙僧忙掄寶杖,把唐僧圍護在當中。
慌得个八戒急掣钉钯,沙僧忙抡宝杖,把唐僧围护在当中。
In his fluster, Eight Rules hastily drew his nail-rake, and Sha Monk swiftly whirled his treasure-staff, hemming the Tang Priest round in their midst.
Rake and staff go up around the Master without anyone giving an order. 慌得 uses the light hinge 得, de. In 圍護在當中, "hemmed round in the middle," 當 is dāng and 中 is zhōng.
總評 Commentary
The writing changes gear in a single sentence. The mountain description had taken its dangers at leisure, in the ornamental idiom of a set-piece; the moment the red cloud actually rises, the prose contracts to bare verbs — 走近前, 搊著腳, 推下馬來: ran forward, grabbed his leg, shoved him off the horse. Wukong's first move against a real threat is always the same in this book. Get the Master out of the saddle and behind a wall of disciples, and work out what the threat is afterwards.
The 紅雲 and 火氣 — "red cloud," "fiery vapour" — are the reader's first sight of what the mountain holds, and the vocabulary is doing more than colour. This is a demon whose element is fire, and that will matter enormously: the 三昧真火 he has spent three centuries refining is the one weapon in the book against which Wukong has no answer at all, as the next two chapters will demonstrate at length. For now it is only an omen, a coloured cloud gathering over a hollow. But the disciples' instant defensive huddle tells the reader how to take it.