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第四十一回
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The Mind-Ape Suffers Defeat by Fire · The Wood-Mother Is Seized by the Demon

第四十一回
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火雲洞前

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號山石碣

jiāngjìnxíngdàoménqiánjiànyǒuzuòshíjiéshàngjuānnǎishìhàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòng」。xiāngqúnxiǎoyāozàilūnqiāngjiàndetiàofēngwánshuǎjiāngjìnxíngdàoménqiánjiànyǒuzuòshíjiéshàngjuānnǎishìhàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòng」。xiāngqúnxiǎoyāozàilūnqiāngjiàndetiàofēngwánshuǎ

厲聲叫戰

sūnshèngshēnggāojiàodào:「xiǎodemenchènzǎobàodòngzhǔzhīdàojiàosòngchūtángsēngshīláimiǎnzhèdòngjīnglíngdexìngmìngbèngbànjiùxiānfānledeshānchǎngpínglededòng。」xiēxiǎoyāowényánhuāngmángzhuǎnshēnguīdòngguānleliǎngshànshíméndàobiānláibào:「wánghuòshìle。」sūnshèngshēnggāojiàodào:「xiǎodemenchènzǎobàodòngzhǔzhīdàojiàosòngchūtángsēngshīláimiǎnzhèdòngjīnglíngdexìngmìngbèngbànjiùxiānfānledeshānchǎngpínglededòng。」xiēxiǎoyāowényánhuāngmángzhuǎnshēnguīdòngguānleliǎngshànshíméndàobiānláibào:「wánghuòshìle。」

推出五車

quèshuōguàisānzàngdàodòngzhōngxuǎnlecuánkǔnzàihòuyuànzhuóxiǎoyāogānjìngshuǐshuāyàoshànglóngzhēngchīlitīngdebàoshēnghuòshìqiěshuā便biànláiqiántíngshàngwèn:「yǒuhuòshì?」xiǎoyāodào:「yǒumáoliǎnléigōngzuǐdeshàngdàichángzuǐěrdeshàngzàiménqiányàoshénmetángsēngshīlidànruòbèngbànjiùyàoxiānfānshānchǎngpíngdòng。」wángwēiwēilěngxiàodào:「zhèshìsūnxíngzhězhūjièquèhuìxúnlishībànshānzhōngdàoyǒubǎishíquèzěnmejiùxúnshàngménlái?」jiàoxiǎodemenguǎnchēdetuīchūchēbānxiǎoyāotuīchūliàngxiǎochēerláikāileqiánménquèshuōguàisānzàngdàodòngzhōngxuǎnlecuánkǔnzàihòuyuànzhuóxiǎoyāogānjìngshuǐshuāyàoshànglóngzhēngchīlitīngdebàoshēnghuòshìqiěshuā便biànláiqiántíngshàngwèn:「yǒuhuòshì?」xiǎoyāodào:「yǒumáoliǎnléigōngzuǐdeshàngdàichángzuǐěrdeshàngzàiménqiányàoshénmetángsēngshīlidànruòbèngbànjiùyàoxiānfānshānchǎngpíngdòng。」wángwēiwēilěngxiàodào:「zhèshìsūnxíngzhězhūjièquèhuìxúnlishībànshānzhōngdàoyǒubǎishíquèzěnmejiùxúnshàngménlái?」jiàoxiǎodemenguǎnchēdetuīchūchēbānxiǎoyāotuīchūliàngxiǎochēerláikāileqiánmén

五車按五行

jièwàngjiàndào:「gezhèyāojīngxiǎngshìmentuīchūchēziwǎngxiāngbānli。」xíngzhědào:「shìqiěkànfàngzài。」zhǐjiànxiǎoyāojiāngchēziànjīnshuǐhuǒānxiàzhuókànzhejìntōngbàowángwèn:「tíngdàngle?」yìng:「tíngdàngle。」jiàoguòqiāngláiyǒuhuǒguǎnbīngdexiǎoyāozhuóliǎngtáichūgǎnzhàngchángdehuǒjiānqiāngyāowángyāowánglūnqiāngzhuàishénmekuījiǎzhǐshìyāojiānshùtiáojǐnxiùzhànqúnchìzhejiǎozǒuchūménqiánjièwàngjiàndào:「gezhèyāojīngxiǎngshìmentuīchūchēziwǎngxiāngbānli。」xíngzhědào:「shìqiěkànfàngzài。」zhǐjiànxiǎoyāojiāngchēziànjīnshuǐhuǒānxiàzhuókànzhejìntōngbàowángwèn:「tíngdàngle?」yìng:「tíngdàngle。」jiàoguòqiāngláiyǒuhuǒguǎnbīngdexiǎoyāozhuóliǎngtáichūgǎnzhàngchángdehuǒjiānqiāngyāowángyāowánglūnqiāngzhuàishénmekuījiǎzhǐshìyāojiānshùtiáojǐnxiùzhànqúnchìzhejiǎozǒuchūménqián

紅孩兒真容

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賢姪莫弄虛頭

hóngháiérguàichūdeménláigāojiàodào:「shìshénmerénzàizhèyāo!」xíngzhějìnqiánxiàodào:「xiánzhínòngtóujīnzǎozàishānpánggāodiàozàisōngshùshāotóushìbānshòuqièqièdehuángbìngháiérhǒngleshīdàohǎotuózhejiùnòngfēngershīshèjiāngláijīnyòunòngzhèyàngzirènchènzǎosòngchūshīyàobáilemiànshīleqīnqíngkǒnglìngzūnzhīdàoguàilǎosūnzhǎngyòuxiàngyàng。」hóngháiérguàichūdeménláigāojiàodào:「shìshénmerénzàizhèyāo!」xíngzhějìnqiánxiàodào:「xiánzhínòngtóujīnzǎozàishānpánggāodiàozàisōngshùshāotóushìbānshòuqièqièdehuángbìngháiérhǒngleshīdàohǎotuózhejiùnòngfēngershīshèjiāngláijīnyòunòngzhèyàngzirènchènzǎosòngchūshīyàobáilemiànshīleqīnqíngkǒnglìngzūnzhīdàoguàilǎosūnzhǎngyòuxiàngyàng。」

那個是你賢姪

guàiwényánxīnzhōngduōdeshēngdào:「hóutóuyǒushénqīnqíngzàizhè滿mǎnkǒucháichāoshénshēngjīngershìxiánzhí?」xíngzhědào:「geshìxiǎodedāngniánlìngzūnzuòxiōngshíháizhīzàili。」guàidào:「zhèhóuzishuōshìrénshìrénzěnmeqīnzuòxiōng?」guàiwényánxīnzhōngduōdeshēngdào:「hóutóuyǒushénqīnqíngzàizhèmǎnkǒucháichāoshénshēngjīngershìxiánzhí?」xíngzhědào:「geshìxiǎodedāngniánlìngzūnzuòxiōngshíháizhīzàili。」guàidào:「zhèhóuzishuōshìrénshìrénzěnmeqīnzuòxiōng?」

七弟兄結義

xíngzhědào:「shìzhīnǎibǎiniánqiánnàotiāngōngdetiānshèngsūnkōngshìdāngchūwèinàotiāngōngshíbiànyóuhǎijiǎotiānzhōufāngdàoshíjiézhuānháojiélìngzūnjiàozuòniúwángchēngwèipíngtiānshènglǎosūnjiéwéixiōngràngzuòleháiyǒujiāowángchēngwèihǎishèngzuòleèryòuyǒupéngwángchēngwèihùntiānshèngzuòlesānyòuyǒushītuówángchēngwèishānshèngzuòleyòuyǒuhóuwángchēngwèitōngfēngshèngzuòleyòuyǒu𤟹róngwángchēngwèishénshèngzuòleliùwéiyǒulǎosūnshēnxiǎochēngwèitiānshèngpáihánglǎoxiōngmenshíjiéshuǎzishíháicéngshēngli。」xíngzhědào:「shìzhīnǎibǎiniánqiánnàotiāngōngdetiānshèngsūnkōngshìdāngchūwèinàotiāngōngshíbiànyóuhǎijiǎotiānzhōufāngdàoshíjiézhuānháojiélìngzūnjiàozuòniúwángchēngwèipíngtiānshènglǎosūnjiéwéixiōngràngzuòleháiyǒujiāowángchēngwèihǎishèngzuòleèryòuyǒupéngwángchēngwèihùntiānshèngzuòlesānyòuyǒushītuówángchēngwèishānshèngzuòleyòuyǒuhóuwángchēngwèitōngfēngshèngzuòleyòuyǒu𤟹róngwángchēngwèishénshèngzuòleliùwéiyǒulǎosūnshēnxiǎochēngwèitiānshèngpáihánglǎoxiōngmenshíjiéshuǎzishíháicéngshēngli。」

掄棒挺槍

guàiwényánkěnxìnhuǒjiānqiāngjiùxíngzhězhèngshìhuìjiāmángyòu使shǐleshēnshǎnguòqiāngtóulūntiěbàngdào:「zhèxiǎochùshengshígāokàngùn!」yāojīng使shǐshēnràngguòtiěbàngdào:「sūnshíkànqiāng!」guàiwényánkěnxìnhuǒjiānqiāngjiùxíngzhězhèngshìhuìjiāmángyòu使shǐleshēnshǎnguòqiāngtóulūntiěbàngdào:「zhèxiǎochùshengshígāokàngùn!」yāojīng使shǐshēnràngguòtiěbàngdào:「sūnshíkànqiāng!」

好殺

liǎnglùnqīnqíngbiànliǎn使shǐshéntōngtiàozàiyúnduānhǎoshāliǎnglùnqīnqíngbiànliǎn使shǐshéntōngtiàozàiyúnduānhǎoshā

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zhēsānjièpēnyúnzhàofāngzhēsānjièpēnyúnzhàofāng
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bàngjiàwēifēngchángqiāngláixìngkuángbàngjiàwēifēngchángqiāngláixìngkuáng
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八戒助陣

yāosūnshèngzhànjīngèrshífēnshèngbàizhūjièzàipángbiānkàndemíngbáiyāojīngsuībàizhènquèzhǐshìzhēlánjiàquángōngshāzhīnéngxíngzhězòngyíngbàngjīngqiángláiwǎngzhǐzàiyāojīngtóushànglezuǒyòujièànxiǎngdào:「hǎoaxíngzhěliūshíjiāndiūzhànhǒngyāozuānjìnláitiěbàngdǎojiùméiledegōngláo。」kàndǒusǒujīngshénzhejiǔchǐzàikōngwàngyāojīngtóujiùzhùguàijiànlexīnjīngtuōqiāngbàixiàzhènláixíngzhějiào:「jiègǎnshànggǎnshàng。」yāosūnshèngzhànjīngèrshífēnshèngbàizhūjièzàipángbiānkàndemíngbáiyāojīngsuībàizhènquèzhǐshìzhēlánjiàquángōngshāzhīnéngxíngzhězòngyíngbàngjīngqiángláiwǎngzhǐzàiyāojīngtóushànglezuǒyòujièànxiǎngdào:「hǎoaxíngzhěliūshíjiāndiūzhànhǒngyāozuānjìnláitiěbàngdǎojiùméiledegōngláo。」kàndǒusǒujīngshénzhejiǔ齿chǐzàikōngwàngyāojīngtóujiùzhùguàijiànlexīnjīngtuōqiāngbàixiàzhènláixíngzhějiào:「jiègǎnshànggǎnshàng。」

搥鼻噴火

èrréngǎndàodòngménqiánzhǐjiànyāojīngzhīshǒuzhehuǒjiānqiāngzhànzàizhōngjiānliàngxiǎochēershàngzhīshǒuniēzhequántóuwǎngjiāzishàngchuíleliǎngquánjièxiàodào:「zhèfànglàixiūhǎodàochuízitǎngchūxiēxuèláicháhóngleliǎnwǎnggàomen?」yāochuíleliǎngquánniànzhòukǒupēnchūhuǒláizinóngyānbèngchūzházháyǎnhuǒyànshēngliàngchēzishànghuǒguāngyǒngchūliánpēnlekǒuzhǐjiànhóngyànyànhuǒshāokōngzuòhuǒyúndòngbèiyānhuǒmànzhēnshìhàntiānchìèrréngǎndàodòngménqiánzhǐjiànyāojīngzhīshǒuzhehuǒjiānqiāngzhànzàizhōngjiānliàngxiǎochēershàngzhīshǒuniēzhequántóuwǎngjiāzishàngchuíleliǎngquánjièxiàodào:「zhèfànglàixiūhǎodàochuízitǎngchūxiēxuèláicháhóngleliǎnwǎnggàomen?」yāochuíleliǎngquánniànzhòukǒupēnchūhuǒláizinóngyānbèngchūzházháyǎnhuǒyànshēngliàngchēzishànghuǒguāngyǒngchūliánpēnlekǒuzhǐjiànhóngyànyànhuǒshāokōngzuòhuǒyúndòngbèiyānhuǒmànzhēnshìhàntiānchì

呆子先走

jièhuāngledào:「getíngdàngzhèzuānzàihuǒxiǎngdehuólǎozhūnòngzuòshāoshúdejiāshàngxiāngliàojìnshòuyònglikuàizǒukuàizǒu。」shuōshēngzǒuxíngzhěpǎoguòjiànlejièhuāngledào:「getíngdàngzhèzuānzàihuǒxiǎngdehuólǎozhūnòngzuòshāoshúdejiāshàngxiāngliàojìnshòuyònglikuàizǒukuàizǒu。」shuōshēngzǒuxíngzhěpǎoguòjiànle

好火

zhèxíngzhěshéntōngguǎngniēzhehuǒjuézhuànghuǒzhōngxúnyāoguàiyāoguàijiànxíngzhěláiyòushàngkǒuhuǒqiángèngshènghǎohuǒzhèxíngzhěshéntōng广guǎngniēzhehuǒjuézhuànghuǒzhōngxúnyāoguàiyāoguàijiànxíngzhěláiyòushàngkǒuhuǒqiángèngshènghǎohuǒ

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shēngshēnghuàhuàjiēyīnhuǒhuǒbiànchángkōngwànróngshēngshēnghuàhuàjiēyīnhuǒhuǒbiànchángkōngwànróng
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敗出火中

xíngzhěbèiyānhuǒfēiténgnéngxúnguàikànjiàndòngménqiánjìngchōushēntiàochūhuǒzhōngyāojīngzàiménshǒukàndemíngbáijiànxíngzhězǒulequècáishōulehuǒshuàiqúnyāozhuǎndòngnèileshíménwéishèngzhuóxiǎodepáiyànzòuyuèhuānxiàoxíngzhěbèiyānhuǒfēiténgnéngxúnguàikànjiàndòngménqiánjìngchōushēntiàochūhuǒzhōngyāojīngzàiménshǒukàndemíngbáijiànxíngzhězǒulequècáishōulehuǒshuàiqúnyāozhuǎndòngnèileshíménwéishèngzhuóxiǎodepáiyànzòuyuèhuānxiào

呵責呆子

quèshuōxíngzhětiàoguòsōngjiànànxiàyúntóuzhǐtīngdejièshāsēnglǎnglǎngdezàisōngjiānjiǎnghuàxíngzhěshàngqiánjièdào:「zhèdāiziquánrénjiùyāohuǒbàizǒutáoshēngquèlǎosūndiūxiàzǎoshìyǒuxiēnánběili。」jièxiàodào:「abèiyāojīngshuōzháoleguǒránshírényún:『shíshízhěwèijùnjié。』yāojīngqīnqiǎngyàorènqīndòufàngchūbānqíngdehuǒláiyòuzǒuháiyàoliànzhànli。」quèshuōxíngzhětiàoguòsōngjiànànxiàyúntóuzhǐtīngdejièshāsēnglǎnglǎngdezàisōngjiānjiǎnghuàxíngzhěshàngqiánjièdào:「zhèdāiziquánrénjiùyāohuǒbàizǒutáoshēngquèlǎosūndiūxiàzǎoshìyǒuxiēnánběili。」jièxiàodào:「abèiyāojīngshuōzháoleguǒránshírényún:『shíshízhěwèijùnjié。』yāojīngqīnqiǎngyàorènqīndòufàngchūbānqíngdehuǒláiyòuzǒuháiyàoliànzhànli。」

手段比較

xíngzhědào:「guàideshǒuduàn?」jièdào:「。」「qiāng?」jièdào:「lǎozhūjiànchēngchízhùquèláizhùshíshuǎjiùbàixiàzhènláiméitiānjiùfànghuǒle。」xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìgāiláizàidòuqiǎoerlāobàngquèshìhǎo?」xíngzhědào:「guàideshǒuduàn?」jièdào:「。」「qiāng?」jièdào:「lǎozhūjiànchēngchízhùquèláizhùshíshuǎjiùbàixiàzhènláiméitiānjiùfànghuǒle。」xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìgāiláizàidòuqiǎoerlāobàngquèshìhǎo?」

沙僧發笑

liǎngzhǐguǎnlùnyāojīngdeshǒuduànjiǎngyāojīngdehuǒshāshàngzhesōnggēnxiàodeáilexíngzhěkànjiàndào:「xiōngxiàozěnmehǎodàoyǒushénshǒuduànqínyāohuǒzhènzhèzhuāngshìshìjiāyǒudeshìchángyándào:『zhòngmáocuánqiú。』ruòyāojiùleshīshìdejiàngōng。」shāsēngdào:「méishènshǒuduànnéngxiángyāoxiàoliǎngdōuzháolemáng。」liǎngzhǐguǎnlùnyāojīngdeshǒuduànjiǎngyāojīngdehuǒshāshàngzhesōnggēnxiàode𫘤áilexíngzhěkànjiàndào:「xiōngxiàozěnmehǎodàoyǒushénshǒuduànqínyāohuǒzhènzhèzhuāngshìshìjiāyǒudeshìchángyándào:『zhòngmáocuánqiú。』ruòyāojiùleshīshìdejiàngōng。」shāsēngdào:「méishènshǒuduànnéngxiángyāoxiàoliǎngdōuzháolemáng。」

相剋之計

xíngzhědào:「zěnmezháománg?」shāsēngdào:「yāojīngshǒuduànqiāngzhǐshìduōlexiēhuǒshìnéngshèngruòxiǎoshuōxiāngshēngxiāngyǒushénnánchù?」xíngzhěwényánxiàodào:「xiōngshuōdeyǒuguǒránmenzháománglewànglezhèshìruòxiāngshēngxiāngzhīlùnzhīshìshuǐhuǒquèwǎngxúnxiēshuǐláimièzhèyāohuǒjiùleshī?」shāsēngdào:「zhèngshìzhèbānchí。」xíngzhědào:「liǎngzhǐzàijiānsuǒzhàndàilǎosūndōngyánghǎiqiújièlóngbīngjiāngxiēshuǐláiyāohuǒzhuōzhèguài。」jièdào:「gefàngxīnqiánděnghuìde。」xíngzhědào:「zěnmezháománg?」shāsēngdào:「yāojīngshǒuduànqiāngzhǐshìduōlexiēhuǒshìnéngshèngruòxiǎoshuōxiāngshēngxiāngyǒushénnánchù?」xíngzhěwényánxiàodào:「xiōngshuōdeyǒuguǒránmenzháománglewànglezhèshìruòxiāngshēngxiāngzhīlùnzhīshìshuǐhuǒquèwǎngxúnxiēshuǐláimièzhèyāohuǒjiùleshī?」shāsēngdào:「zhèngshìzhèbānchí。」xíngzhědào:「liǎngzhǐzàijiānsuǒzhàndàilǎosūndōngyánghǎiqiújièlóngbīngjiāngxiēshuǐláiyāohuǒzhuōzhèguài。」jièdào:「gefàngxīnqiánděnghuìde。」

徑到東洋

hǎoshèngzòngyúnqǐngdàodōngyángquèxīnkànwánhǎijǐng使shǐshuǐfēnkāilàngzhèngxíngshíjiànxúnhǎichāxiāngzhuàngkànjiànshìsūnshènghuídàoshuǐjīnggōngbàozhīlǎolóngwángáoguǎngshuàilónglóngsūnxiābīngxièchūményíngjiēqǐngmiànzuòzuòdìnggàocháhǎoshèngzòngyúnqǐngdàodōngyángquèxīnkànwánhǎijǐng使shǐshuǐfēnkāilàngzhèngxíngshíjiànxúnhǎichāxiāngzhuàngkànjiànshìsūnshènghuídàoshuǐjīnggōngbàozhīlǎolóngwángáo广guǎngshuàilónglóngsūnxiābīngxièchūményíngjiēqǐngmiànzuòzuòdìnggàochá

求水滅火

xíngzhědào:「láocháyǒushìxiāngfányīnshītángsēngwǎng西tiānbàijīngjīngguòhàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòngyǒuhóngháiéryāojīnghàoshèngyīngwángshīleshìlǎosūnxúndàodòngbiānjiāozhànquèfàngchūhuǒláimenjīndexiǎngzheshuǐnénghuǒláiwènqiúxiēshuǐxiàchángmièlehuǒjiùtángsēngnàn。」xíngzhědào:「láocháyǒushìxiāngfányīnshītángsēngwǎng西tiānbàijīngjīngguòhàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòngyǒuhóngháiéryāojīnghàoshèngyīngwángshīleshìlǎosūnxúndàodòngbiānjiāozhànquèfàngchūhuǒláimenjīndexiǎngzheshuǐnénghuǒláiwènqiúxiēshuǐxiàchángmièlehuǒjiùtángsēngnàn。」

龍王推辭

lóngwángdào:「shèngchàleruòyāoqiúshuǐgāiláiwèn。」xíngzhědào:「shìhǎilóngwángzhǔláiwènquèwènshuí?」lóngwángdào:「suīgǎnshànzhuānzhǐfēnzàifāngyàochǐcùnshénmeshíchénzhùháiyàosānguāntàiwénhuìlìngleléigōngdiànfēngyúntóngyún:『lóngyúnérxíngli。」lóngwángdào:「shèngchàleruòyāoqiúshuǐgāiláiwèn。」xíngzhědào:「shìhǎilóngwángzhǔláiwènquèwènshuí?」lóngwángdào:「suīgǎnshànzhuānzhǐfēnzàifāngyàochǐcùnshénmeshíchénzhùháiyàosānguāntàiwénhuìlìngleléigōngdiànfēngyúntóngyún:『lóngyúnérxíngli。」

撞鐘聚龍

xíngzhědào:「yòngzháofēngyúnléidiànzhǐshìyàoxiēshuǐmièhuǒ。」lóngwángdào:「shèngyòngfēngyúnléidiàndànrénnéngzhùzhuóshèmentóngzhùshènggōng?」xíngzhědào:「lìngzài?」lóngwángdào:「nánhǎilóngwángáoqīnběihǎilóngwángáorùn西hǎilóngwángáoshùn。」xíngzhěxiàodào:「ruòzàiyóuguòsānhǎishàngjièqiúzhǐle。」lóngwángdào:「xiāoshèngzhǐzhèzhuàngdòngtiějīnzhōngqǐngérzhì。」xíngzhěwényándào:「lǎolóngwángkuàizhuàngzhōng。」xíngzhědào:「yòngzháofēngyúnléidiànzhǐshìyàoxiēshuǐmièhuǒ。」lóngwángdào:「shèngyòngfēngyúnléidiàndànrénnéngzhùzhuóshèmentóngzhùshènggōng?」xíngzhědào:「lìngzài?」lóngwángdào:「nánhǎilóngwángáoqīnběihǎilóngwángáorùn西hǎilóngwángáoshùn。」xíngzhěxiàodào:「ruòzàiyóuguòsānhǎishàngjièqiúzhǐle。」lóngwángdào:「xiāoshèngzhǐzhèzhuàngdòngtiějīnzhōngqǐngérzhì。」xíngzhěwényándào:「lǎolóngwángkuàizhuàngzhōng。」

三海齊至

jiānsānhǎilóngwángyōngzhìwèn:「yǒushìmìngděng?」áoguǎngdào:「sūnshèngzàizhèjièzhùxiángyāo。」sānyǐnjìnjiànxíngzhěbèiyánjièshuǐzhīshìjiānsānhǎilóngwángyōngzhìwèn:「yǒushìmìngděng?」áo广guǎngdào:「sūnshèngzàizhèjièzhùxiángyāo。」sānyǐnjìnjiànxíngzhěbèiyánjièshuǐzhīshì

點龍兵

zhòngshénhuāncóngdiǎnzhòngshénhuāncóngdiǎn

shāxiāoyǒngwéiqiánchīkǒuzuòxiānfēngshāxiāoyǒngwéiqiánchīkǒuzuòxiānfēng
yuánshuàifāntiàolànggěngpēnfēngyuánshuàifāntiàolànggěngpēnfēng
zhēngtàiwèidōngfāngshào西cuīzhēngzhēngtàiwèidōngfāngshào西cuīzhēng
hóngyǎnlángnánmiànhēijiǎjiāngjūnběixiàchōnghóngyǎnlángnánmiànhēijiǎjiāngjūnběixiàchōng
zǒngzhōngjūnzhǎnghàofāngbīngchùchùyīngxióngzǒngzhōngjūnzhǎnghàofāngbīngchùchùyīngxióng
zònghéngqiǎo黿yuánshūmiàosuànxuánwēiguīxiànggōngzònghéngqiǎoyuánshūmiàosuànxuánwēiguīxiànggōng
yǒumóuyǒuzhìtuóchéngxiàngduōbiànduōnéngbiēzǒngróngyǒumóuyǒuzhìtuóchéngxiàngduōbiànduōnéngbiēzǒngróng
héngxíngxièshìlūnchángjiànzhítiàoxiāchěyìnggōnghéngxíngxièshìlūnchángjiànzhítiàoxiāchěyìnggōng
niánwàilángchámíngwén簿diǎnlóngbīngchūzhōngniánwàilángchámíngwén簿diǎnlóngbīngchūzhōng

yǒushīwéizhèngshīyuēyǒushīwéizhèngshīyuē

hǎilóngwángzhùgōngtiānshèngqǐngxiāngcónghǎilóngwángzhùgōngtiānshèngqǐngxiāngcóng
zhǐyīnsānzàngzhōngnànjièshuǐqiánláimièhuǒhóngzhǐyīnsānzàngzhōngnànjièshuǐqiánláimièhuǒhóng
分派龍兵

xíngzhělǐngzhelóngbīngduōshízǎodàohàoshānsōngjiànshàngxíngzhědào:「áoshìkūnyǒufányuǎnjiānnǎiyāozhīchùděngqiětíngkōngzhōngyàochūtóulòumiànrànglǎosūndòuruòyínglelièwèizhuōruòshūyònglièwèizhùzhènzhǐshìdànfànghuǒshítīnghuànpēn。」lóngwánghàolìngxíngzhělǐngzhelóngbīngduōshízǎodàohàoshānsōngjiànshàngxíngzhědào:「áoshìkūnyǒufányuǎnjiānnǎiyāozhīchùděngqiětíngkōngzhōngyàochūtóulòumiànrànglǎosūndòuruòyínglelièwèizhuōruòshūyònglièwèizhùzhènzhǐshìdànfànghuǒshítīnghuànpēn。」lóngwánghàolìng

囑護行李

xíngzhěquèànyúntóusōnglínjiànlejièshāsēngjiàoshēng:「xiōng。」jièdào:「geláidekuàizēngqǐnglóngwánglái?」xíngzhědào:「láileliǎngqièzhǐshīlexíngdàilǎosūn。」shāsēngdào:「shīxiōngfàngxīnqiánděnghuìdele。」xíngzhěquèànyúntóusōnglínjiànlejièshāsēngjiàoshēng:「xiōng。」jièdào:「geláidekuàizēngqǐnglóngwánglái?」xíngzhědào:「láileliǎngqièzhǐ湿shīlexíngdàilǎosūn。」shāsēngdào:「shīxiōngfàngxīnqiánděnghuìdele。」

二次索戰

xíngzhětiàoguòjiàndàoleménshǒujiàoshēng:「kāimén!」xiēxiǎoyāoyòubàodào:「sūnxíngzhěyòuláile。」hóngháiyǎngmiànxiàodào:「hóuzixiǎngshìhuǒzhōngcéngshāoleyòuláizhèláiqièráoduànránshāojiāoròulàncái。」zòngshēntǐngzhechángqiāngjiào:「xiǎodementuīchūhuǒchēzilái。」chūménqiánduìxíngzhědào:「yòuláizěnde?」xíngzhědào:「huánshīlái。」guàidào:「zhèhóutóutōngbiàntángsēngzuòdeshīzuòdeànjiǔháiliángyàolixiǎngxiǎng。」xíngzhěwényánshífēnnǎochèjīnbàngtóujiùyāojīng使shǐhuǒjiānqiāngjiàxiāngyíngzhèchángdòuqiántóngxíngzhětiàoguòjiàndàoleménshǒujiàoshēng:「kāimén!」xiēxiǎoyāoyòubàodào:「sūnxíngzhěyòuláile。」hóngháiyǎngmiànxiàodào:「hóuzixiǎngshìhuǒzhōngcéngshāoleyòuláizhèláiqièráoduànránshāojiāoròulàncái。」zòngshēntǐngzhechángqiāngjiào:「xiǎodementuīchūhuǒchēzilái。」chūménqiánduìxíngzhědào:「yòuláizěnde?」xíngzhědào:「huánshīlái。」guàidào:「zhèhóutóutōngbiàntángsēngzuòdeshīzuòdeànjiǔháiliángyàolixiǎngxiǎng。」xíngzhěwényánshífēnnǎochèjīnbàngtóujiùyāojīng使shǐhuǒjiānqiāngjiàxiāngyíngzhèchángdòuqiántóng

好殺

hǎoshāhǎoshā

yāonǎohóuwángjiàngyāonǎohóuwángjiàng
zhèzhuānjiùjīngsēngyàochītángsānzàngzhèzhuānjiùjīngsēngyàochītángsānzàng
xīnbiànméiqīnqíngqíngshūràngxīnbiànméiqīnqíngqíngshūràng
zhèhèndezhuōzhùhuóhèndeláishēngzhànjiàngzhèhèndezhuōzhùhuóhèndeláishēngzhànjiàng
zhēnyīngxióngguǒránduōměngzhuàngzhēnyīngxióngguǒránduōměngzhuàng
bàngláiqiāngjiàshūyíngqiāngbàngyíngzhēngxiàshàngbàngláiqiāngjiàshūyíngqiāngbàngyíngzhēngxiàshàng
shǒuxiānglūnèrshíhuíliǎngjiāběnshìbānyàngshǒuxiānglūnèrshíhuíliǎngjiāběnshìbānyàng
呼龍降雨

yāowángxíngzhězhànjīngèrshíhuíjiàndenéngshènghuǎngqiāngchōushēnniēzhequántóuyòujiāngzichuíleliǎngxiàquèjiùpēnchūhuǒláiménqiánchēzishàngyānhuǒbèngkǒuyǎnzhōngchìyànfēiténgsūnshènghuítóujiàodào:「lóngwángzài?」lóngwángxiōngshuàizhòngshuǐwàngyāojīnghuǒguāngpēnxiàláiyāowángxíngzhězhànjīngèrshíhuíjiàndenéngshènghuǎngqiāngchōushēnniēzhequántóuyòujiāngzichuíleliǎngxiàquèjiùpēnchūhuǒláiménqiánchēzishàngyānhuǒbèngkǒuyǎnzhōngchìyànfēiténgsūnshènghuítóujiàodào:「lóngwángzài?」lóngwángxiōngshuàizhòngshuǐwàngyāojīnghuǒguāngpēnxiàlái

好雨

hǎozhēnshìhǎozhēnshì

xiāoxiāochénchénxiāoxiāochénchén
xiāoxiāotiānbiānzhuìluòxīngchénxiāoxiāotiānbiānzhuìluòxīngchén
chénchénhǎikǒudàoxuánlànggǔnchénchénhǎikǒudàoxuánlànggǔn
chūshíquánxiǎohòuláiwèngpénqīngchūshíquánxiǎohòuláiwèngpénqīng
滿mǎnjiāoliúdǐnggāoshānchūtóuqīngmǎnjiāoliúdǐng绿gāoshānchūtóuqīng
gōushuǐfēiqiānzhàngjiànquánzhǎngwàntiáoyíngōushuǐfēiqiānzhàngjiànquánzhǎngwàntiáoyín
sānchākǒukànkàn滿mǎnjiǔzhōngjiànjiànpíngsānchākǒukànkànmǎnjiǔzhōngjiànjiànpíng
zhèshìtángsēngyǒunànshénlóngzhùbāndǎotiānwǎngxiàqīngzhèshìtángsēngyǒunànshénlóngzhùbāndǎotiānwǎngxiàqīng
私雨難滅

cóngcóngxiǎonéngzhǐyāojīngdehuǒshìyuánláilóngwángzhǐhǎodefánhuǒyāojīngdesānmèizhēnhuǒdehǎohuǒshàngjiāoyóuyuèyuèzhuócóngcóngxiǎonéngzhǐyāojīngdehuǒshìyuánláilóngwángzhǐhǎodefánhuǒyāojīngdesānmèizhēnhuǒdehǎohuǒshàngjiāoyóuyuèyuèzhuó

怕煙敗走

shèngdào:「děngniǎnzhejuézuānhuǒzhōng。」lūntiěbàngxúnyāoyàoyāojiànláidàojiāngkǒuyānliǎnpēnláixíngzhěhuítóuchǎodeyǎnhuāquèluànrěnzhùlèiluòyuánláizhèshènghuǒzhǐyāndāngniányīnnàotiāngōngshíbèilǎojūnfàngzàiguàzhōngduànguòfānxìngzàixùnwèiānshēncéngshāohuàizhǐshìfēngjiǎodeyānláichǎozuòhuǒyǎnjīnjīngzhìjīnzhǐshìyānyāoyòupēnkǒuxíngzhědāngdezòngyúntóuzǒuleyāowángquèyòushōulehuǒhuíguīdòngshèngdào:「děngniǎnzhejuézuānhuǒzhōng。」lūntiěbàngxúnyāoyàoyāojiànláidàojiāngkǒuyānliǎnpēnláixíngzhěhuítóuchǎodeyǎnhuāquèluànrěnzhùlèiluòyuánláizhèshènghuǒzhǐyāndāngniányīnnàotiāngōngshíbèilǎojūnfàngzàiguàzhōngduànguòfānxìngzàixùnwèiānshēncéngshāohuàizhǐshìfēngjiǎodeyānláichǎozuòhuǒyǎnjīnjīngzhìjīnzhǐshìyānyāoyòupēnkǒuxíngzhědāngdezòngyúntóuzǒuleyāowángquèyòushōulehuǒhuíguīdòng

冷水攻心

zhèshèngshēnyānhuǒpàozàonánjīnjìngtóujiànshuǐnèijiùhuǒzěnzhībèilěngshuǐnòngdehuǒgōngxīnsānhúnchūshèliánxiōngtánghóushélěnghúnfēisànsàngcánshēnghuāngdehǎilóngwángzàibànkōngshōulegāoshēngjiào:「tiānpéngyuánshuàijuǎnliánjiāngjūnxiūzàilínzhōngcángyǐnqiěxúnshīxiōngchūlái。」zhèshèngshēnyānhuǒpàozàonánjīnjìngtóujiànshuǐnèijiùhuǒzěnzhībèilěngshuǐnòngdehuǒgōngxīnsānhúnchūshèliánxiōngtánghóushélěnghúnfēisànsàngcánshēnghuāngdehǎilóngwángzàibànkōngshōulegāoshēngjiào:「tiānpéngyuánshuàijuǎnliánjiāngjūnxiūzàilínzhōngcángyǐnqiěxúnshīxiōngchūlái。」

澗中撈救

jièshāsēngtīngdeshènghàomángjiěletiāozhedànbēnchūlínláinìngshùnjiànbiānzhǎoxúnzhǐjiànshàngliùtóufāngǔnlàngliúzhōngtǎngxiàrénláishāsēngjiànleliántiàoxiàshuǐzhōngbàoshàngànláiquèshìsūnshèngshēnkànquánzhīshēndehúnshēnshàngxiàlěngbīngshāshàng滿mǎnyǎnchuílèidào:「shīxiōnglewànniánlǎochángshēngjīnhuàzuòzhōngduǎnmìngrén。」jièshāsēngtīngdeshènghàomángjiěletiāozhedànbēnchūlínláinìngshùnjiànbiānzhǎoxúnzhǐjiànshàngliùtóufāngǔnlàngliúzhōngtǎngxiàrénláishāsēngjiànleliántiàoxiàshuǐzhōngbàoshàngànláiquèshìsūnshèngshēnkànquánzhīshēndehúnshēnshàngxiàlěngbīngshāshàngmǎnyǎnchuílèidào:「shīxiōngle亿wànniánlǎochángshēngjīnhuàzuòzhōngduǎnmìngrén。」

按摩還魂

jièxiàodào:「xiōngzhèhóuziyángtuīxiàmenlixiōngqiánháiyǒudiǎnméiyǒu?」shāsēngdào:「húnshēndōulěnglejiùyǒudiǎnerzěndejiùhuíshēng?」jièdào:「yǒushíèrbānbiànhuàjiùyǒushíèrtiáoxìngmìngchězhejiǎoděngbǎi。」zhēnshāsēngchězhejiǎojièzhetóuzhuàizhítuīshàngjiǎoláipánzuòdìngjièjiāngliǎngshǒucuōzhùdeqiào使shǐànchányuánláixíngzhěbèilěngshuǐledāntiánnéngchūshēngquèxìngjièànróujiāntòusānguānzhuǎnmíngtángchōngkāikǒngqiàojiàoleshēng:「shīa!」jièxiàodào:「xiōngzhèhóuziyángtuīxiàmenlixiōngqiánháiyǒudiǎnméiyǒu?」shāsēngdào:「húnshēndōulěnglejiùyǒudiǎnerzěndejiùhuíshēng?」jièdào:「yǒushíèrbānbiànhuàjiùyǒushíèrtiáoxìngmìngchězhejiǎoděngbǎi。」zhēnshāsēngchězhejiǎojièzhetóuzhuàizhítuīshàngjiǎoláipánzuòdìngjièjiāngliǎngshǒucuōzhùdeqiào使shǐànchányuánláixíngzhěbèilěngshuǐledāntiánnéngchūshēngquèxìngjièànróujiāntòusānguānzhuǎnmíngtángchōngkāikǒngqiàojiàoleshēng:「shīa!」

甦醒相戲

shāsēngdào:「ashēngwèishīháizàikǒuqiěxǐngmenzàizhèli。」xíngzhězhēngkāiyǎndào:「xiōngmenzàizhèlǎosūnchīlekuī。」jièxiàodào:「cáizihūnderuòshìlǎozhūjiùaliǎozhàngleháixièli。」shāsēngdào:「ashēngwèishīháizàikǒuqiěxǐngmenzàizhèli。」xíngzhězhēngkāiyǎndào:「xiōngmenzàizhèlǎosūnchīlekuī。」jièxiàodào:「cáizihūnderuòshìlǎozhūjiùaliǎozhàngleháixièli。」

謝遣龍王

xíngzhěquècáishēnyǎngmiàndào:「áoshìxiōngzài?」hǎilóngwángzàibànkōngzhōngyìngdào:「xiǎolóngzàihòu。」xíngzhědào:「lèiyuǎnláocéngchéngdegōngguǒqiěqǐnghuígǎizàixiè。」lóngwángshuàishuǐyāngyāngérhuízàihuàxiàxíngzhěquècáishēnyǎngmiàndào:「áoshìxiōngzài?」hǎilóngwángzàibànkōngzhōngyìngdào:「xiǎolóngzàihòu。」xíngzhědào:「lèiyuǎnláocéngchéngdegōngguǒqiěqǐnghuígǎizàixiè。」lóngwángshuàishuǐyāngyāngérhuízàihuàxià

泣訴師恩

shāsēngchānzhexíngzhětóngdàosōnglínzhīxiàzuòdìngshǎoshíjiānquèdìngshénshùnzhǐzhùlèisāibiānyòujiào:「shīashāsēngchānzhexíngzhětóngdàosōnglínzhīxiàzuòdìngshǎoshíjiānquèdìngshénshùnzhǐzhùlèisāibiānyòujiào:「shīa

dāngniánchūtángyánqiánjiùtuōzāiyāngdāngniánchūtángyánqiánjiùtuōzāiyāng
sānshānliùshuǐzāozhàngwànqiānxīncùnchángsānshānliùshuǐzāozhàngwànqiānxīncùncháng
tuōzhāocānsuíhòucānchán宿huòlínzhuāngtuōzhāocānsuíhòucānchán宿huòlínzhuāng
xīnzhǐwàngchénggōngguǒjīnānzhītòngshòushāng?」xīnzhǐwàngchénggōngguǒjīnānzhītòngshòushāng?」
須請觀音

shāsēngdào:「geqiěxiūfánnǎomenzǎoānqǐngbīngzhùjiùshī。」xíngzhědào:「qǐngjiùme?」shāsēngdào:「dāngchūfēnzhuóděngbǎotángsēngcéngmenjiàotiāntiānyìngjiàoyìngqǐngjiù?」xíngzhědào:「xiǎnglǎosūnnàotiāngōngshíxiēshénbīngdōujīndezhèyāojīngshéntōngxiǎoshìlǎosūnshǒuduànxiēdecáixiángdelitiānshénshānéngruòyàoyāoshìqǐngguānyīncáihǎonàiròusuānyāoténgtòngjiàjīndǒuyúnzěnshēngqǐngde?」shāsēngdào:「geqiěxiūfánnǎomenzǎoānqǐngbīngzhùjiùshī。」xíngzhědào:「qǐngjiùme?」shāsēngdào:「dāngchūfēnzhuóděngbǎotángsēngcéngmenjiàotiāntiānyìngjiàoyìngqǐngjiù?」xíngzhědào:「xiǎnglǎosūnnàotiāngōngshíxiēshénbīngdōujīndezhèyāojīngshéntōngxiǎoshìlǎosūnshǒuduànxiēdecáixiángdelitiānshénshānéngruòyàoyāoshìqǐngguānyīncáihǎonàiròusuānyāoténgtòngjiàjīndǒuyúnzěnshēngqǐngde?」

遣豬求救

jièdào:「yǒushénhuàfēnděngqǐng。」xíngzhěxiàodào:「bashìderuòjiànleqièxiūyǎngshìzhǐtóubàiděngwènshíquèjiāngmíngyāomíngshuōzàiqǐngjiùshīzhīshìruòkěnláidìngqínleguài。」jièwényán便biànjiàleyúnxiàngnánérjièdào:「yǒushénhuàfēnděngqǐng。」xíngzhěxiàodào:「bashìderuòjiànleqièxiūyǎngshìzhǐtóubàiděngwènshíquèjiāngmíngyāomíngshuōzàiqǐngjiùshīzhīshìruòkěnláidìngqínleguài。」jièwényán便biànjiàleyúnxiàngnánér

妖王竊喜

quèshuōyāowángzàidònghuāndào:「xiǎodemensūnxíngzhěchīlekuīlezhèzhènsuīdehǎodàohūnzhǐyòuqǐngjiùbīngláikuàikāiménděngkànqǐngshuí。」quèshuōyāowángzàidònghuāndào:「xiǎodemensūnxíngzhěchīlekuīlezhèzhènsuīdehǎodàohūnzhǐyòuqǐngjiùbīngláikuàikāiménděngkànqǐngshuí。」

備袋設謀

zhòngyāokāileményāojīngjiùpǎozàikōngguānkànzhǐjiànjièwǎngnánleyāojīngxiǎngzhenánbiānzàichùduànránshìqǐngguānyīnànxiàyúnjiào:「xiǎodemendàixúnchūláiduōshíyòngzhǐkǒngkǒushéngláohuànshàngtiáofàngzàièrménzhīxiàděngjièzhuànjiānghuíláizhuāngdàinèizhēngdelànkàoláomen。」yuánláiyāojīngyǒudedàizhòngxiǎoyāochūláihuànlekǒushéngāndòngménnèizhòngyāokāileményāojīngjiùpǎozàikōngguānkànzhǐjiànjièwǎngnánleyāojīngxiǎngzhenánbiānzàichùduànránshìqǐngguānyīnànxiàyúnjiào:「xiǎodemendàixúnchūláiduōshíyòngzhǐkǒngkǒushéngláohuànshàngtiáofàngzàièrménzhīxiàděngjièzhuànjiānghuíláizhuāngdàinèizhēngdelànkàoláomen。」yuánláiyāojīngyǒudedàizhòngxiǎoyāochūláihuànlekǒushéngāndòngménnèi

抄近設伏

quèshuōyāowángjiǔshìshúyóuzhīxiǎodetiáoshàngnánhǎijìntiáoyuǎncóngjìnshàngjiàyúntóugǎnguòlejièduānzuòzàiyánzhīshàngbiànzuòjiǎguānshìyīnyàngděnghòuzhejièquèshuōyāowángjiǔshìshúyóuzhīxiǎodetiáoshàngnánhǎijìntiáoyuǎncóngjìnshàngjiàyúntóugǎnguòlejièduānzuòzàiyánzhīshàngbiànzuòjiǎguānshìyīnyàngděnghòuzhejiè

誤拜假容

dāizizhèngzòngyúnxíngchùránwàngjiànshízhēnjiǎzhècáishìjiànxiàngzuòdāizitíngyúnxiàbàidào:「zhūnéngkòutóu。」yāojīngdào:「bǎotángsēngjīngquèjiànyǒushìgàn?」jièdào:「yīnshīxíngzhìzhōngzháohàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòngyǒuhóngháiéryāojīngshīshèleshìshīxiōngděngxúnshàngménjiāozhànyuánláihuìfànghuǒtóuzhèncéngyíngèrzhènqǐnglóngwángzhùnéngmièhuǒshīxiōngbèishāohuàilenéngxíngdòngzhuóláiqǐngwànwàngchuíjiùshīnàn。」dāizizhèngzòngyúnxíngchùránwàngjiànshízhēnjiǎzhècáishìjiànxiàngzuòdāizitíngyúnxiàbàidào:「zhūnéngkòutóu。」yāojīngdào:「bǎotángsēngjīngquèjiànyǒushìgàn?」jièdào:「yīnshīxíngzhìzhōngzháohàoshānsōngjiànhuǒyúndòngyǒuhóngháiéryāojīngshīshèleshìshīxiōngděngxúnshàngménjiāozhànyuánláihuìfànghuǒtóuzhèncéngyíngèrzhènqǐnglóngwángzhùnéngmièhuǒshīxiōngbèishāohuàilenéngxíngdòngzhuóláiqǐngwànwàngchuíjiùshīnàn。」

巧言誆哄

yāojīngdào:「huǒyúndòngdòngzhǔshìshāngshēngdedìngshìmenchōngzhuàngle。」jièdào:「céngchōngzhuàngshìshīxiōngkōngchōngzhuàngdebiànzuòxiǎoháiérdiàozàishùshàngshìshīshīshènyǒushànxīnjiàojiěxiàláizhuóshīxiōngtuóchéngshìshīxiōngguànleguànjiùnòngfēngershīshèle。」yāojīngdào:「láigēnjìndòngjiàndòngzhǔshuōrénqíngpéishītǎochūláiba。」jièdào:「yaruòkěnhuánshījiùtóuba。」yāowángdào:「gēnlái。」yāojīngdào:「huǒyúndòngdòngzhǔshìshāngshēngdedìngshìmenchōngzhuàngle。」jièdào:「céngchōngzhuàngshìshīxiōngkōngchōngzhuàngdebiànzuòxiǎoháiérdiàozàishùshàngshìshīshīshènyǒushànxīnjiàojiěxiàláizhuóshīxiōngtuóchéngshìshīxiōngguànleguànjiùnòngfēngershīshèle。」yāojīngdào:「láigēnjìndòngjiàndòngzhǔshuōrénqíngpéishītǎochūláiba。」jièdào:「yaruòkěnhuánshījiùtóuba。」yāowángdào:「gēnlái。」

賺入皮袋

dāizizhīhǎodǎijiùgēnzhejìnghuíjiùquèxiàngnányánghǎisuíhuǒyúnménqǐngjiāndàoleménshǒuyāojīngjìndào:「xiūshìderénjìnlái。」dāizizhǐménzhòngyāohǎnjiāngjièzhuōdǎozhuāngdàinèishùjǐnlekǒushénggāodiàozàituóliángzhīshàngdāizizhīhǎodǎijiùgēnzhejìnghuíjiùquèxiàngnányánghǎisuíhuǒyúnménqǐngjiāndàoleménshǒuyāojīngjìndào:「xiūshìderénjìnlái。」dāizizhǐménzhòngyāohǎnjiāngjièzhuōdǎozhuāngdàinèishùjǐnlekǒushénggāodiàozàituóliángzhīshàng

現身受詬

yāojīngxiànleběnxiàngzuòzàidāngzhōngdào:「zhūjièyǒushénmeshǒuduànjiùgǎnbǎotángsēngjīngjiùgǎnqǐngxiángzhēngzheliǎngyǎnháirènshìshèngyīngwánglijīndiàodesānzhēngshúleshǎngxiǎoyāoquánwéiànjiǔ。」jiètīngyánzàimiàndào:「guàishífēnruòlùnbǎiqiānfāngpiànlechīguǎnjiàozāozhǒngtóutiānwēn。」dāizileyòurǎngleyòurǎngyāojīngxiànleběnxiàngzuòzàidāngzhōngdào:「zhūjièyǒushénmeshǒuduànjiùgǎnbǎotángsēngjīngjiùgǎnqǐngxiángzhēngzheliǎngyǎnháirènshìshèngyīngwánglijīndiàodesānzhēngshúleshǎngxiǎoyāoquánwéiànjiǔ。」jiètīngyánzàimiàndào:「guàishífēnruòlùnbǎiqiānfāngpiànlechīguǎnjiàozāozhǒngtóutiānwēn。」dāizileyòurǎngleyòurǎng

腥風示警

quèshuōsūnshèngshāsēngzhèngzuòzhǐjiànzhènxīngfēngguāmiànérguòjiùlepēndào:「hǎohǎozhèzhènfēngxiōngduōshǎoxiǎngshìzhūjièzǒucuò。」shāsēngdào:「cuòlehuìwènrén?」xíngzhědào:「xiǎngzhuàngjiànyāojīngle。」shāsēngdào:「zhuàngjiànyāojīnghuìpǎohuí?」xíngzhědào:「tíngdàngzuòzàizhèkānshǒuděngpǎoguòjiàntīngtīng。」shāsēngdào:「shīxiōngyāoténgzhǐkǒngyòuzháoshǒuděngxiǎoba。」xíngzhědào:「shìháiràng。」quèshuōsūnshèngshāsēngzhèngzuòzhǐjiànzhènxīngfēngguāmiànérguòjiùlepēndào:「hǎohǎozhèzhènfēngxiōngduōshǎoxiǎngshìzhūjièzǒucuò。」shāsēngdào:「cuòlehuìwènrén?」xíngzhědào:「xiǎngzhuàngjiànyāojīngle。」shāsēngdào:「zhuàngjiànyāojīnghuìpǎohuí?」xíngzhědào:「tíngdàngzuòzàizhèkānshǒuděngpǎoguòjiàntīngtīng。」shāsēngdào:「shīxiōngyāoténgzhǐkǒngyòuzháoshǒuděngxiǎoba。」xíngzhědào:「shìháiràng。」

變作包袱

hǎoxíngzhěyǎozherěnzheténgniǎnzhetiěbàngzǒuguòjiàndàohuǒyúndòngqiánjiàoshēng:「guài!」méndexiǎoyāoyòubào:「sūnxíngzhěyòuzàiménshǒujiàoli。」yāowángchuánlìngjiàohuǒxiǎoyāoqiāngdāoyōngshēnghǎnkāiméndōudào:「zhùzhù。」xíngzhěguǒránjuàngǎnxiāngyíngjiāngshēnzuānzàipángniànzhòujiào:「biàn!」biànzuòxiāojīnbāoxiǎoyāokànjiànlejìnbàodào:「wángsūnxíngzhělezhǐjiànshuōshēnghuāngdebāodiūxiàzǒule。」hǎoxíngzhěyǎozherěnzheténgniǎnzhetiěbàngzǒuguòjiàndàohuǒyúndòngqiánjiàoshēng:「guài!」méndexiǎoyāoyòubào:「sūnxíngzhěyòuzàiménshǒujiàoli。」yāowángchuánlìngjiàohuǒxiǎoyāoqiāngdāoyōngshēnghǎnkāiméndōudào:「zhùzhù。」xíngzhěguǒránjuàngǎnxiāngyíngjiāngshēnzuānzàipángniànzhòujiào:「biàn!」biànzuòxiāojīnbāoxiǎoyāokànjiànlejìnbàodào:「wángsūnxíngzhělezhǐjiànshuōshēnghuāngdebāodiūxiàzǒule。」

賺入洞中

yāowángxiàodào:「bāoshénmezhíqiánzhīzuǒyòushìshàngdebiǎnshānjiùmàozibēijìnláichāizuòchèn。」xiǎoyāoguǒjiāngbāobēijìnzhīshìxíngzhěbiàndexíngzhědào:「hǎolezhèxiāojīnbāobēizhele。」yāojīngwéishìdiūzàiménnèiyāowángxiàodào:「bāoshénmezhíqiánzhīzuǒyòushìshàngdebiǎnshānjiùmàozibēijìnláichāizuòchèn。」xiǎoyāoguǒjiāngbāobēijìnzhīshìxíngzhěbiàndexíngzhědào:「hǎolezhèxiāojīnbāobēizhele。」yāojīngwéishìdiūzàiménnèi

蒼蠅探袋

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英譯 The Mind-Ape Suffers Defeat by Fire · The Wood-Mother Is Seized by the Demon
Let good and ill be, for a moment, put out of mind; let flourishing and withering trouble the heart not at all. Dark and bright, hidden and shown — leave them to rise and sink as they will. As one's lot allows, eat when hungry and drink when dry. When the spirit is still — clear, limpid, forever at rest; but let it cloud and darken, and at once the demon breaks in. The Five Phases stumble and lurch, and the grove of Chan is broken. Let the wind but stir, and a killing chill must surely follow.

Now the Great Sage Sun, leading Eight Rules, took leave of Sha the Monk, leapt across the Withered-Pine Torrent, and came straight up before the strange rock-face of the cliff. There indeed stood a cave-mansion, and its prospect was truly beyond the common. Behold:

The ancient road where the royal carriage once turned lies secluded and still; to wind and moon the black crane gives its sporting call. White clouds break through, and the whole river brims with light; running water crosses the bridge, and immortal fancy quickens. Gibbons cry and birds call among rare flowering trees; through vine and creeper the stone ledges climb, where iris and orchid excel. Grey-green sways through cliff and ravine, scattering mist and rose-tinged cloud; kingfisher hues stain pine and bamboo, beckoning the painted phoenix. Far off the summits stand ranged like a screen set upright; mountains face and torrents wind — a true immortal's cave. From the Kunlun the earth-veins send forth their coming dragon; only one with the destined lot and the affinity may hold it.

Drawing near, they walked up to the gate, where a stone tablet stood, and graven upon it were eight great characters: “The Fire-Cloud Cave of the Withered-Pine Torrent on Roaring Mountain.” Off to one side a troop of little imps were whirling spears and flourishing blades, capering in the wind at their play. The Great Sage Sun cried out in a stern, ringing voice: “You little ones there — be quick, go tell your cave-lord to send out my master the Tang Monk, and spare the lives of this whole cave of sprites; but should there grind from between your teeth so much as half a “No,” I will heave your mountain domain clean over and trample your cave-mansion flat.” Those little imps, hearing this, wheeled about in a fright, each fled back into the cave, shut the two leaves of the stone door, and came within to report: “Great King — disaster!” Now the fiend, since carrying Tripitaka off into his cave, had stripped him of his clothes, bound his four limbs trussed hoof-fashion together, and lashed him in the rear court, setting the little imps to draw clean water and scrub him — for he meant to steam and eat him. All at once he heard the cry of “disaster,” and leaving off the scrubbing came out to the front hall to ask: “What disaster is this?” The little imps said: “There is a monk with a hairy face and a thunder-god's beak, and with him a monk with a long snout and great ears, at the gate demanding some Tang Monk master of theirs. And if there grind out half a 'No,' they mean to heave the mountain domain over and trample the cave-mansion flat.” The demon king gave a faint, cold laugh: “That will be Sun the Pilgrim and Zhu Eight Rules — so they have contrived to track me here after all. I seized their master away up on the mountainside and brought him a hundred and fifty to this place — how is it they have come knocking at my very door?” He ordered the little ones to have the cart-keepers roll the carts out. That handful of little imps rolled out five small carts and opened the front gate.

Eight Rules, seeing it, said: “Brother, this monster must be afraid of us — he's rolling out his carts and moving house over that way.” The Pilgrim said: “Not so — just watch where he sets them.” They saw the little imps range the carts by metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and set them down; five were left to keep watch over them, while five went in to report. The demon king asked: “All in order?” The answer came: “All in order.” He bade them fetch his spear. Of that band of imps in charge of the weapons, two were set to carry out a fire-tipped spear a full zhàng and eight in length, and it was handed to the demon king. The demon king swung his spear and strode out; he wore neither helmet nor armour of any kind, only a brocade battle-skirt bound at the waist, and barefoot he walked out before the gate. The Pilgrim and Eight Rules raised their heads to look, and beheld the creature:

His face, as if powdered, three parts white; his lips, as though rouged — a very figure of parts. Temple-locks coiled like blue cloud, shaming the indigo dye; brows parted like a new moon, as though cut with a blade. His battle-skirt finely worked with coiling dragon and phoenix; his frame, beside Nezha's, yet fuller and rounder. Both hands gripping the spear, his menace bitter and cold; auspicious light guarding his body, he came out from the gate. His fierce cry rang like the roar of spring thunder; his glaring eyes flashed bright and quick as darting lightning. Would you know this demon's true name and style? — famed a thousand ages, he is called Red Boy.

The Red Boy demon came out at the gate and cried aloud: “Who is it bawling here at my door?” The Pilgrim stepped up and said with a smile: “Worthy nephew, play me no tricks. This morning, beside the mountain path, you hung high in the top of a pine — just such a scrawny, sickly, jaundiced-looking child — and so you gulled my master. I, out of pure goodwill, carried you on my back; and you straightway raised a wind and snatched my master clean away. Now here you are got up in this guise again — do you suppose I would not know you? Send out my master at once; do not lose face and forfeit the family bond, lest your honoured father hear of it and blame old Sun for bullying the young from seniority — an unseemly business.” The demon, hearing this, was greatly enraged, and with a snort bellowed: “You insolent ape-head! What kinship is there between you and me? Here you stand spouting nonsense by the mouthful — what is all this jabber you take up? And which of us is this worthy nephew of yours?” The Pilgrim said: “Brother, it is only that you do not know. In the year I became sworn brother to your honoured father, you did not yet know where you were.” The demon said: “This monkey talks utter nonsense! Where are you from, and where am I from, that you should ever have been my father's brother?” The Pilgrim said: “You do not know. I am none other than Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who five hundred years ago made great havoc in the Palace of Heaven. In the days before I stormed Heaven, I roamed to the ends of sea and sky, through the Four Great Continents, and there was no quarter I did not reach; in that time I sought out none but heroes. Your honoured father was called the Bull Demon King, styled the Great Sage Levelling Heaven; with old Sun he joined in a bond of seven brothers, and we let him be the eldest; there was besides a Serpent Demon King, styled the Great Sage Overturning the Sea, who became the second; another, the Great Roc Demon King, styled the Great Sage Confounding Heaven, became the third; another, the Lion-Camel King, styled the Great Sage Moving Mountains, became the fourth; another, the Macaque King, styled the Great Sage Piercing the Wind, became the fifth; another, the Golden-Gibbon King, styled the Great Sage Driving Spirits, became the sixth; and only old Sun, being smallest of frame, styled the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, ranked seventh in the order. When we old brothers were disporting ourselves in those days, you had not yet been born.”

The creature, hearing this, was in no mind to believe it, and raising his fire-tipped spear thrust straight at him. The Pilgrim, being just the practised hand who never flusters, worked a turn of his body, dodged the spearhead, swung up his iron cudgel, and railed: “You little beast, you know not high from low — mind my staff!” The monster too worked a turn of his body, let the cudgel pass, and cried: “Insolent ape, you cannot read the hour — mind my spear!” The two of them, kinship set aside, changed countenance as one, each loosed his powers, and sprang up into the clouds — a fierce fight it was:

The Pilgrim's name rang great; the demon king's skill was strong. The one held level his gold-banded cudgel; the other thrust straight his fire-tipped spear. Spat mist to veil the Three Realms; blew cloud to light the four quarters. A whole sky of killing air, a savage roar of voices; sun, moon, and stars showed no light. In speech, no yielding; in temper, both perverse and crossed. That one, wronging his heart, cast courtesy aside; this one, altering his face, held to no bond or rule. The cudgel's guard — its might towering; the spear's onset — its wild nature raging. The one, a true Great Sage of Primal Unity; the other, the Boy of Good Wealth bound for the true fruit. The two strove with all their strength for mastery — and all for the Tang Monk, who goes to bow before the Dharma-King.

The demon and the Great Sage Sun fought a full twenty bouts, with neither victory nor defeat between them. Zhu Eight Rules, watching from the side, saw it clearly: though the monster did not break, he did no more than block and fend, with no power of attack at all; and though the Pilgrim did not beat him, his cudgel-play was fine and strong, coming and going always about the monster's head, never leaving his right or his left. Eight Rules thought within himself: “This won't do — the Pilgrim is nimble; the moment he throws out a feint, lures the demon in, and fells him with one stroke of the cudgel, my share of the credit is gone.” Watch him now rouse his spirit, heave up his nine-tooth rake in the air, and strike straight down at the monster's head. The demon, seeing it, took fright, and hastily dragging his spear fell back from the field. The Pilgrim shouted his order: “Eight Rules — after him, after him!” The two chased him to the gate of his cave, where they saw the monster, one hand raising the fire-tipped spear, standing on the middle cart of the row; with the other hand he clenched a fist and struck himself two blows upon his own nose. Eight Rules laughed: “The rogue plays foul without shame. What, will you punch your nose till it bleeds, smear your face red, and go off — to where? — to lodge a complaint against us?” The demon, having struck those two blows, recited a spell; from his mouth fire spurted, from his nose thick smoke burst out, and with a blink of his eyes the flames sprang up together, while from the five carts light of fire came surging. He blew several breaths more, and lo, a red-blazing great fire burned to the sky; the whole Fire-Cloud Cave was lost in that smoke and flame — truly it scorched the heavens and seared the earth.

Eight Rules panicked: “Brother, this is bad — plunge into that fire, and don't think to come out alive. They'll turn old Pig into a roasted dish, add the spices, and let him feast to his heart's content. Away, away!” And with the word “go,” heedless of the Pilgrim, he ran off across the torrent and was gone. This Pilgrim, of vast and boundless powers, pinched the fire-averting sign, charged into the flames, and hunted for the monster. The monster, seeing the Pilgrim come, spat several breaths more, and the fire grew fiercer than before. A fearful fire it was:

Blazing and raging, it flared to fill the void; glowing and towering, it reddened all the ground. Now like fire-wheels flying up and down; now like cinder-flakes dancing east and west. This fire was not Suiren's drilling of wood, nor was it Laozi's furnace-refined cinnabar; no heaven-fire, no wildfire — it was the true samādhi fire the fiend had refined to perfection. Five carts joined to the Five Phases; the Five Phases, engendering and transforming, are decocted into fire. Liver-wood can engender the flourishing of heart-fire; heart-fire in turn levels the spleen-earth to balance. Spleen-earth engenders metal, and metal transmutes to water; water can engender wood, and so pierces through to the numinous. Engendering and transforming — all of it by fire; fire fills the vast void, and the myriad things flourish. The fiend, long enlightened, calls up the samādhi; forever it holds in the West the foremost name.

The Pilgrim, with the smoke and fire whirling upon him, could not find the monster, could not even see the path before the cave gate, and drew back with a leap out of the flames. The monster, watching clearly from the gate, saw that the Pilgrim had gone, and only then put away his fire-gear, led his horde of imps, turned back within the cave, shut the stone door, and — reckoning himself the victor — had the little ones set out a feast and strike up music, laughing merrily; of which no more. Now the Pilgrim leapt back across the Withered-Pine Torrent, brought down his cloud, and heard Eight Rules and Sha the Monk talking away merrily among the pines. The Pilgrim went up and railed at Eight Rules: “You blockhead, you have no human feeling at all. The moment you feared the demon's fire, you fled to save your skin and threw old Sun down behind. It was well I had some wits about me.” Eight Rules laughed: “Brother, the demon had you dead to rights — you truly cannot read the times. The ancients said: 'He who knows the times is called a hero.' That demon has no tie of kin with you, yet you would force the claim of kinship; and once he took to fighting you and loosed that merciless fire, still you would not go, but must needs stay and battle him on.” The Pilgrim said: “How does that creature's fighting-skill measure against mine?” Eight Rules said: “No match.” “And how does his spear-play measure against mine?” Eight Rules said: “Also no match. When old Pig saw he couldn't hold out, I came to help you with a rake-stroke; who'd have thought he couldn't take a joke, but fell back from the field, and — shameless creature — went and set the fire.” The Pilgrim said: “It is precisely that you should not have come. Let me fight him a few more bouts, and take him with a clever snatch of my cudgel — would that not be well?”

The two of them kept on debating the monster's fighting-skill and discoursing on the venom of his fire. Sha the Monk, leaning on a pine-root, laughed himself silly. The Pilgrim, seeing it, said: “Brother, what are you laughing at? Surely you don't have some skill to catch that demon and break that fire-array? This business, too, is a matter to everyone's good. As the common saying goes: 'Many hairs make a ball.' If you can seize the demon and save our master, that too is a great achievement of yours.” Sha the Monk said: “I too have no skill to speak of, nor can I subdue demons. I laugh because you two have both got yourselves into a fluster.” The Pilgrim said: “How am I in a fluster?” Sha the Monk said: “That monster's fighting-skill is no match for yours, his spear-play no match for yours; it is only that he has the added force of the fire, and so you cannot prevail. If you'll take your little brother's word, seize him by the principle of mutual generation and mutual conquest — where is the difficulty in that?” The Pilgrim, hearing this, laughed aloud: “Brother, what you say has reason — indeed we got flustered and forgot this very thing. If we reason it by mutual generation and mutual conquest, then it must be water conquering fire. But where shall we find water to douse this demon-fire, and so rescue our master?” Sha the Monk said: “Just so — no need to hesitate.” The Pilgrim said: “You two stay here, and do not challenge him to battle; wait while old Sun goes to the Eastern Ocean to beg the loan of dragon-troops, to bring some water, douse the demon-fire, and take this insolent fiend.” Eight Rules said: “Go with an easy mind, brother; we understand.”

Fine Great Sage! He loosed his cloud, left the spot, and in a moment reached the Eastern Ocean; but with no mind to enjoy the sea-prospect, he worked a water-repelling spell and parted the waves. As he went, a sea-patrolling yaksha ran into him; seeing it was the Great Sage Sun, it hurried back into the crystal palace and reported to the old Dragon King. Ao Guang at once led out his dragon-sons and dragon-grandsons, his shrimp-soldiers and crab-troops, all together to meet him at the gate, and invited him within to sit. When they were seated and the courtesies done, tea was called for. The Pilgrim said: “No need to trouble over tea; I have a matter to trouble you with. Because my master the Tang Monk journeys to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and fetch the scriptures, we passed the Fire-Cloud Cave of the Withered-Pine Torrent on Roaring Mountain, where a Red Boy demon, styled the Sage-Child King, has carried my master off. Old Sun sought him to his cave and did battle with him, but he loosed his fire upon us. We could not withstand him; and bethinking me that water conquers fire, I have come on purpose to ask you for some water — to send me down a great rain, douse that fire, and deliver the Tang Monk from this ordeal.” The Dragon King said: “The Great Sage is mistaken; if it is rain-water you would obtain, you ought not to come asking me.” The Pilgrim said: “You are the Dragon King of the Four Seas, master of the rain and its bounty; if I do not come to you, then to whom should I go?” The Dragon King said: “Though I have charge of the rain, I dare not act on my own authority. There must be a decree from the Jade Emperor, specifying at what place, how many chǐ and cùn are wanted, at what hour it begins and ends; and further the Three Officials must lift the brush, Taiyi must send the writ, and the Duke of Thunder, the Mother of Lightning, the Earl of Wind, and the Cloud-Boys must be convened by command. As the common saying has it: 'Without clouds, a dragon does not travel.'”

The Pilgrim said: “I have no need of wind, cloud, thunder, or lightning; I want only some rain-water to quench the fire.” The Dragon King said: “If the Great Sage needs no wind, cloud, thunder, or lightning, still I alone cannot lend the strength. Suppose I have my younger brothers join to aid the Great Sage in this one service — how would that be?” The Pilgrim said: “Where are your worthy brothers?” The Dragon King said: “Ao Qin, Dragon King of the Southern Sea; Ao Run, Dragon King of the Northern Sea; Ao Shun, Dragon King of the Western Sea.” The Pilgrim laughed: “If I must travel round three more seas, I had better go up to the higher realm and ask the Jade Emperor for a decree.” The Dragon King said: “There is no need for the Great Sage to go; I have only to strike the iron drum and golden bell here, and they will come of themselves in a moment.” The Pilgrim, hearing him, said: “Old Dragon King, be quick and strike the bell and drum.” In a moment the Dragon Kings of the three seas came thronging in, and asked: “Elder brother, what business have you to command of us?” Ao Guang said: “The Great Sage Sun is here to borrow rain, to lend strength in subduing a demon.” The three brothers, once brought in and the greetings done, heard the Pilgrim set out in full his business of borrowing water. The host of spirits, every one glad to follow, at once were mustered up:

The valiant shark takes the van; the broad-mouthed catfish serves as forward-captain. Marshal Carp overturns the waves and vaults the billows; the bony-fish admiral spouts fog and blasts the wind. Grand Commandant Mackerel scouts the eastern quarter; the whitefish regional-commander hurries the western march. The red-eyed horse-fish dances to the south; the black-armoured general charges down from the north. Squad-captain gar holds the signal in the central host; the troops of the five quarters are heroes every one. Crafty and quick, the soft-shell turtle is Privy Councillor; subtle in reckoning, the tortoise is Minister-Lord. Full of schemes and wit, the alligator is Prime Minister; of many shifts and powers, the freshwater turtle is Commander-in-Chief. Sidling crab-knights brandish long swords; leaping shrimp-dames draw stiff bows. The catfish secretary checks the muster-rolls clear, and calls the dragon-troops forth from the waves.

There is a poem in proof of it. The poem says:

The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas gladly lend their aid; the Great Sage Equal to Heaven has begged them to attend. All because of Tripitaka's ordeal upon the road, they fetch the water hither to quench the flaming red.

The Pilgrim, leading the dragon-troops, in no long time reached the Withered-Pine Torrent on Roaring Mountain. The Pilgrim said: “Gentlemen of the House of Ao, I have troubled you to come from afar. This place is the demon's own ground; do you all stay up in the air, and do not show yourselves. Let old Sun do battle with him: if I beat him, there will be no need for you gentlemen to make the capture; and if I lose to him, there will be no call for you gentlemen to reinforce me either. Only when he looses his fire, listen for my call, and all together spout your rain.” The Dragon Kings did all as he commanded. The Pilgrim then brought down his cloud, entered the pine-wood, saw Eight Rules and Sha the Monk, and called: “Brothers.” Eight Rules said: “You've come back quick, brother. Did you manage to invite the Dragon King to come?” The Pilgrim said: “They have all come. You two must be very careful: I only fear the rain will be heavy, so don't let it wet the luggage. Wait while old Sun goes off to fight him.” Sha the Monk said: “Set your mind at ease, elder brother, and go; we all understand.” The Pilgrim leapt across the torrent, came to the gate, and called: “Open up!” Those little imps went again to report: “Sun the Pilgrim has come again.” Red Boy laughed, tilting up his face: “That monkey must not have been burnt up in the fire, and so has come back. This time on no account spare him — burn him till skin is charred and flesh is melted, and only then have done.” Hastily he sprang up, levelled his long spear, and ordered: “Little ones, roll out the fire-carts.” He came out before the gate and said to the Pilgrim: “What have you come back for?” The Pilgrim said: “Give me back my master.” The demon said: “You ape-head, you're monstrously slow to take a hint. That Tang Monk can serve as a master to you, and can serve as an appetiser to me; and you still think to have him back? — dream on, dream on.” The Pilgrim, hearing this, was greatly enraged, whipped out his gold-banded cudgel, and struck straight at his head; and the monster, wielding his fire-tipped spear, hastily parried and met him. This bout of fighting was not as the one before.

A fierce fight it was:

The wicked demon raging in wrath; the Monkey-King champion goaded to fury. This one bent wholly on saving the scripture-seeking monk; that one bent on devouring Tang Tripitaka. Hearts turned, with no tie of kin; feelings estranged, with no courtesy of yielding. This one longed to seize the other and flay him alive; that one longed to take him and dip him raw in sauce. Truly they were valiant beyond measure, fierce and stalwart indeed. Cudgel came and spear parried, staking win or loss; spear went and cudgel met it, striving high and low. They raised their hands and brandished twenty rounds, the two of them matched in skill.

The demon king, having fought the Pilgrim a full twenty bouts and seeing he could not prevail, made a feint with his spear, swiftly drew back, clenched his fist, and again struck his nose two blows; then out spurted the fire, the smoke-flame burst from the carts before the gate, and red flames went leaping from his mouth and eyes. The Great Sage Sun turned his head and called: “Where are the Dragon Kings?” The Dragon King and his brothers, leading the whole water-host, spouted rain down into the demon's blaze. A fine rain! Truly it was:

Whispering and scattering, dense and heavy. Whispering and scattering, like stars falling from heaven's edge; dense and heavy, like the sea's mouth hung upside down, its billows rolling. At first the drops were the size of fists; then it came as if jars were emptied and basins upturned. It flooded the ground to a drake's-crown green, washed the high hills to a Buddha's-head blue. In the gullies the water flew, a thousand zhàng of jade; in the ravine-springs the waves swelled, ten thousand threads of silver. At the three-forked crossroads it filled before the eye; in the nine-bend brook it slowly levelled. This was the divine dragons' aid in Tripitaka's ordeal — they pulled down the River of Heaven and poured it below.

For all its gurgling flood, the rain could not quell the fury of the demon's fire. The truth was, the Dragon King's private rain could only douse mortal fire; how could it douse the demon's samādhi true-fire? It was just like pouring oil on flames — the more it was doused, the fiercer it blazed. The Great Sage said: “Let me pinch the spell-sign and bore into the fire.” He swung his iron cudgel and went seeking the demon to strike. The demon, seeing him come, took a mouthful of smoke and blew it straight in his face. The Pilgrim hastily turned his head, so smoked that his eyes swam and dazzled, and could not help his tears falling like rain. For the truth was, this Great Sage did not fear fire — only smoke. In the year he made his great havoc in Heaven, he had been placed by Lord Lao in the Eight-Trigram Furnace and refined a while; but he had luckily taken shelter in the Xun position, and so was not burnt. It was only that the wind stirred the smoke to him, and smoked him into eyes of fire and golden pupils — and so to this day he fears only smoke. The demon blew another mouthful; the Pilgrim could not bear it, and rose on his cloud and fled. The demon king then put away his fire-gear once more and returned to his cave-mansion. This Great Sage, his whole body smoke and fire, could not bear the scorching heat, and plunged straight into the torrent to quench it. Little did he know that, forced back by the cold water, the fire-vapour was driven inward to assail his heart, and his three souls departed their dwelling. Pitiful! — his breath stopped in the breast, throat and tongue gone cold; soul fled and spirit scattered, his remnant life all but lost. So alarmed were the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas that they withdrew their rain in mid-air and cried aloud: “Marshal Tianpeng! General Curtain-Roller! Hide no longer in the wood, but go and seek out your elder brother!”

Eight Rules and Sha the Monk, hearing their sacred titles called, hastily untied the horse, shouldered the load, and rushed out of the wood, heedless of the mud, searching along the torrent's edge. They saw, up at the head of the current, the waves churning and rolling, and down the swift stream a man came floating. Sha the Monk, seeing it, leapt into the water clothes and all, and bore him up onto the bank — and it was the body of the Great Sage Sun. Alas! Behold him — his four limbs drawn up and unable to stretch, his whole body cold from head to foot as ice. Sha the Monk, his eyes brimming with tears, said: “Elder brother, what a pity for you — a guest of ageless immortal life these hundreds of millions of years, now become a man cut short midway.” Eight Rules laughed: “Brother, don't weep. This monkey is shamming dead to frighten us. Feel him, feel — is there still a spot of warmth in his chest, or none?” Sha the Monk said: “His whole body is cold; even if there were a bit of warmth, how could he ever revive?” Eight Rules said: “He has seventy-two transformations, and so he has seventy-two lives. You take hold of his feet, and let me work on him.” So indeed Sha the Monk took his feet and Eight Rules held his head; they pulled him straight, drew up his legs, and set him cross-legged. Eight Rules rubbed his two hands warm, pressed them over Wukong's seven orifices, and worked a massage-meditation method. The truth was, the Pilgrim, forced by the cold water, had his breath blocked in the cinnabar field and could not utter a sound. But luckily, thanks to Eight Rules' pressing and rubbing, kneading and chafing, in a moment the breath pierced the Three Passes, turned through the Bright Hall, burst open the orifices, and he cried out: “Master!”

Sha the Monk said: “Brother — in life you were all for the master, and even in death he is still on your lips. Come to yourself now; we are here.” The Pilgrim opened his eyes and said: “Are you brothers here? Old Sun has come off badly.” Eight Rules laughed: “You were in a dead faint just now; if old Pig hadn't saved you, you'd already have been done for — and still you won't thank me!” Only then did the Pilgrim rise, and lifting his face he said: “Where are the brothers of the House of Ao?” The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas answered from mid-air: “We lesser dragons wait upon you here.” The Pilgrim said: “I have put you to a long labour, and yet accomplished nothing by it; pray return for now, and another day I shall thank you again.” The Dragon Kings led their water-hosts and swept majestically away — of which no more. Sha the Monk supported the Pilgrim, and together they went beneath the pine-wood and sat down. After a little while, when he had steadied his spirit and calmed his breath, he could not stop the tears dripping down his cheeks. And he cried again: “Master! —

“I recall those years of old, when we set out from Great Tang; before the cliff you saved me and freed me from calamity. “Through three mountains and six waters we met with demon-snares; ten thousand hardships, a thousand toils, cut me to the inmost gut. “With alms-bowl at morning's meal, taking rich fare or poor; in Chan at dusk we lodged, now in a wood, now a hamlet. “Single-minded I hoped to achieve the fruit of merit; how could I have known that today I would suffer such grievous hurt?”

Sha the Monk said: “Brother, do not be distressed. Let us make a plan quickly and go somewhere to ask for troops and aid, to rescue the master.” The Pilgrim said: “Ask for help where?” Sha the Monk said: “In the beginning the Bodhisattva charged us to protect the Tang Monk, and promised us: call on Heaven, and Heaven will answer; call on Earth, and Earth will answer. Where, then, should we go to ask for help?” The Pilgrim said: “Consider — when old Sun made his great havoc in Heaven, those celestial troops, every one, could not withstand me. This demon's powers are no small thing; it must take one of greater skill than old Sun to subdue him. The celestial gods will not do, the earthly fiends cannot; if this demon is to be taken, we had best go and ask Guanyin Bodhisattva. But alas, my flesh is sore and numb, my waist and knees ache, I cannot mount the somersault cloud — how am I to go and ask her?” Eight Rules said: “What instructions have you? Let me go and ask her.” The Pilgrim laughed: “Well enough — you can go. If you see the Bodhisattva, on no account look up; only bow your head in reverence. When she asks, then tell her the place-name and the demon's name, and beg her to rescue the master. If she is willing to come, she will surely take the monster.” Eight Rules, hearing this, at once mounted the mist and clouds and went off toward the south. Now the demon king, in his cave, said gleefully: “Little ones, Sun the Pilgrim has come off badly and gone. Though I could not kill him this round, at least I gave him a great swoon. But wait — I fear he may go and fetch reinforcements again. Quick, open the gate, and let me go see whom he is fetching.”

The imps opened the gate, and the demon ran up into the air to look, and saw Eight Rules heading south. The demon thought: to the south there is no other place — surely he goes to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva. He hastily brought down his cloud and called: “Little ones, fetch out my leather bag. It has been long unused, and I fear the mouth-cord is not secure; change it for a new one for me, and set it beneath the inner gate. Let me go and lure Eight Rules back, stow him in the bag, steam him to a pulp, and treat you all to a feast.” Now this demon had a wish-fulfilling leather bag. The little imps brought it out, changed the mouth-cord, and set it within the cave gate — of which no more. Now the demon king had long dwelt in this place, and all the ground was familiar to him; he knew which road toward the South Sea was the short way and which was the long. By that short road he loosed his cloud, overtook Eight Rules, seated himself upright upon a cliff-face, changed into the semblance of a false Guanyin, and waited for Eight Rules. The blockhead, flying along on his cloud, suddenly caught sight of a Bodhisattva. How was he to tell the true from the false? This was indeed a case of seeing an image and taking it for the Buddha. The blockhead stopped his cloud, bowed down, and said: “Bodhisattva, your disciple Zhu Wuneng kowtows.” The demon said: “Instead of guarding the Tang Monk on his scripture-quest, what business brings you to see me?” Eight Rules said: “Your disciple, journeying with the master, came midway upon the Fire-Cloud Cave of the Withered-Pine Torrent on Roaring Mountain, where a Red Boy demon carried my master off. Your disciple and my elder brothers sought him out at his gate and did battle with him. It turned out he could loose fire; in the first bout, we could not win. In the second bout, we called the Dragon Kings to help with rain, yet even that could not quench the fire. My elder brother was scorched by him and cannot move about, and so has sent your disciple to ask the Bodhisattva. I beg you, of your great mercy, to deliver my master from this ordeal.”

The demon said: “The lord of that Fire-Cloud Cave is no taker of life; surely it is you who gave him offence.” Eight Rules said: “I gave him no offence; it was my elder brother Wukong who offended him. He had changed into a little child and hung himself in a tree to test my master. My master, being very tender-hearted, bade me untie him and had my elder brother carry him a stretch of the way. My elder brother gave him a throw, and at once he raised a wind and carried the master off.” The demon said: “Get up, and come with me into that cave to see the cave-lord; I will put in a good word for you, you make your apologies, and we'll have your master brought out.” Eight Rules said: “Bodhisattva, if he will but give me back my master, I'll gladly knock my head to him.” The demon king said: “Come along with me.” The blockhead, not knowing good from ill, followed straight after him back the old road — but not toward the Southern Ocean; he went along instead to the Fire-Cloud gate, and in a moment reached the door. The demon went in and said: “Have no misgivings. He is an old friend of mine; come inside.” The blockhead had no choice but to step through the gate. The imps all raised a shout together, seized Eight Rules and threw him down, stuffed him into the bag, drew tight the mouth-cord, and hung him high upon the carrying-beam. The demon revealed his true form and, sitting in the centre, said: “Zhu Eight Rules, what skill have you, that you dare guard the Tang Monk on his scripture-quest? That you dare to ask the Bodhisattva to subdue me? With both your eyes wide open, you still do not know me for the Sage-Child King. Now that I have caught you, I'll hang you three to five days, then steam you and reward my little imps, to serve for the moment as a wine-snack.” Eight Rules, hearing this, cursed from inside: “You insolent monster! Utterly without manners. If you go by your hundred schemes and thousand tricks, cheating me to eat me, I'll see to it that every one of you catches a swollen-headed plague.” The blockhead cursed and cursed, bawled and bawled — of which no more.

Now the Great Sage Sun and Sha the Monk were sitting when a gust of fishy wind swept past their faces, and he gave a sneeze and said: “This is bad, this is bad! This wind bodes much ill and little good — I think Zhu Eight Rules has taken the wrong road.” Sha the Monk said: “If he took the wrong road, could he not ask someone?” The Pilgrim said: “He must have run into the demon.” Sha the Monk said: “If he ran into the demon, could he not run back?” The Pilgrim said: “It's not right. You sit here and keep watch, and let me run across the torrent to make inquiries.” Sha the Monk said: “Elder brother, your waist aches; I only fear you'll fall into his hands again. Let your younger brother go.” The Pilgrim said: “You're not up to it; better let me go.” Fine Pilgrim! Gritting his teeth, enduring the pain, gripping his iron cudgel, he crossed the torrent, came before the Fire-Cloud Cave, and called out: “Insolent monster!” The little imp at the gate hurried in again to report: “Sun the Pilgrim is at the door calling again.” The demon king gave the order to seize him. That band of imps thronged out with spears and blades, shouting all together, opened the gate, and cried: “Seize him, seize him!” The Pilgrim, being indeed worn out, dared not face them; he slipped his body beside the road, recited a spell, and called: “Change!” And at once he became a gold-embroidered bundle. The imps, seeing it, took it in and reported: “Great King, Sun the Pilgrim took fright — at the mere word 'seize,' he panicked, dropped his bundle, and fled.”

The demon king laughed: “That bundle has nothing of value in it — no doubt it's some monk's tattered robe and old cap; carry it in, and unpick and wash it for patching-cloth.” One little imp did carry the bundle in on his back, not knowing it was the Pilgrim transformed. The Pilgrim said to himself: “Good — this gold-embroidered bundle has been carried in.” The demon, thinking nothing of it, tossed it down inside the gate. Fine Pilgrim! — false within false, feint within feint: he plucked a single hair, blew on it a breath of immortal air, and made it into a bundle just the same; while his true body changed into a housefly and settled on the door-pivot. He heard Eight Rules moaning and groaning away there, his voice indistinct, for all the world like a sick pig. The Pilgrim, with a buzz, flew off to find him — and there he was, hung up in the leather bag. The Pilgrim settled on the bag and heard him cursing the demon up hill and down dale in the foulest terms: “How dare you falsely change into a Guanyin Bodhisattva, trick me back here, hang me up, and still say you mean to eat me? One day my elder brother will:

“greatly deploy his boundless Equal-to-Heaven dharma, and seize every insolent demon on the mountain at a stroke; “untie the bag and let me out, and give you a thousand rake-blows to my heart's content.”

The Pilgrim, hearing this, laughed to himself: “Though the blockhead is in there taking his stifling punishment, he still hasn't lowered his colours. Old Sun will certainly take this monster; if I do not, how shall I wipe out the grudge?” Just as he was about to devise a means to rescue Eight Rules, he heard the demon king call: “Where are my Six Valiant Generals?” Now there were six little demons, sprites in his close confidence, whom he had made his Valiant Generals, and each had a name: one was called Mist-in-the-Cloud, one Cloud-in-the-Mist; one was called Swift-as-Fire, one Quick-as-Wind; one was called Kindle-Bake-Fan, one Fan-Bake-Kindle. The Six Valiant Generals stepped forward and knelt. The demon king said: “Do you know the way to the Old Great King's house?” The Six Valiant Generals said: “We know it.” The demon king said: “Go for me by night and invite the Old Great King, and say that I have caught the Tang Monk here to steam for him to eat, that his life may be lengthened a thousand ages.” The six fiends received the command and, tugging and jostling one another, went straight out the gate. The Pilgrim, with a buzz, flew down from the bag, kept close behind those six fiends, and slipped away out of the cave. In the end, how the Old King came to be invited is not yet known; listen to the next chapter's telling for the explanation.

札記 Notes

The fire that water cannot touch. Red Boy's weapon is the 三昧真火, the true-fire of samādhi — a concentration-fire refined out of his own body and mind rather than struck from flint or fed on fuel. The chapter's great descriptive set-piece defines it by elimination before naming it: not the fire Suiren drilled from wood at the dawn of human history, not the fire under Laozi's crucible, not lightning and not a wildfire. Everyone reads that as a boast about its power. It is also a specification, and it is why the borrowed ocean fails.

The Five Phases, and their second ring. The five carts are ranged by metal, wood, water, fire and earth — the 五行, the scheme Chinese thought used to explain how anything turns into anything else. The fire poem walks the ring in which each phase produces the next, and maps it onto the organs of the body. Sha Monk supplies the other ring: 相剋, mutual conquest, in which water defeats fire. The doctrine is sound and it simply does not apply, because this fire stands outside the cycle. The chapter's opening song warned of exactly this.

Why the Great Sage fears smoke. Wukong is not driven off by flame but by a mouthful of smoke, and the narrator stops the battle to explain. Sealed in Lord Lao's Eight-Trigram Furnace in Chapter 7, he survived by sheltering in the position, the trigram of wind and the one quarter with no fire in it. But wind carries smoke, and forty-nine days of it cooked his eyes into the 火眼金睛, the fiery eyes with golden pupils that see through every disguise in the novel. His signature gift and his only weakness are the same injury.

Heaven has forms to fill in. The Dragon King cannot simply make rain. He needs a decree from the Jade Emperor specifying place, quantity down to the cùn, and start and stop times; the countersignature of the Three Officials; a writ from Taiyi; and the convening of the thunder, lightning, wind and cloud departments. It reads as pure comedy, and then the narrator quietly vindicates it: what the dragons eventually pour is 私雨, private rain, brought without sanction. The forms existed for a reason.

The kinship claim, and where it leads. Wukong greets the child-demon as 賢姪, worthy nephew, on the strength of an old sworn brotherhood with the boy's father, the Bull Demon King. He recites the whole roster of the Seven Great Sages to prove it, and is laughed at. The claim achieves nothing in this chapter — and then, in its closing lines, Red Boy sends for that same father to share the feast, drawing the entire Bull-Demon clan into the affair.

Steamed, roasted, dipped in sauce. The chapter is unusually preoccupied with eating people, and never quite as a joke. Tripitaka is stripped, trussed and washed for the steamer in the fourth passage. Bajie imagines himself roasted with spices. The demon offers the Tang Monk as a 按酒, a snack to go with wine, and later sentences Bajie to the same. Even the battle poetry reaches for the kitchen, with one fighter longing to flay the other and the other to dip him raw in sauce.

What the title promises. The couplet reads 心猿遭火敗 · 木母被魔擒: the Mind-Ape suffers defeat by fire, the Wood-Mother is seized by the demon. 心猿 is Wukong and 木母 is Bajie, both names drawn from the alchemical scheme running under the novel's surface. Both halves happen, in order. This is a chapter with no rescue in it: every plan fails, both disciples are beaten, and it ends with the enemy calling for reinforcements.