念咒收心 The Spell That Tames Him
菩薩道:「悟空,走開些,等我念念金箍兒咒。」行者慌了道:「菩薩呀,請你來此降妖,如何卻要咒我?」菩薩道:「這篇咒不是緊箍兒咒咒你的,是金箍兒咒咒那童子的。」行者卻才放心,緊隨左右,聽他念咒。菩薩捻著訣,默默的念了幾遍,那妖精搓耳揉腮,攢蹄打滾。菩萨道:「悟空,走开些,等我念念金箍儿咒。」行者慌了道:「菩萨呀,请你来此降妖,如何却要咒我?」菩萨道:「这篇咒不是紧箍儿咒咒你的,是金箍儿咒咒那童子的。」行者却才放心,紧随左右,听他念咒。菩萨捻着诀,默默的念了几遍,那妖精搓耳揉腮,攒蹄打滚。
逐句解 Line by line
The Bodhisattva said: "Wukong, stand off a little, and let me recite the Gold-Fillet spell."
Stand off a little — which Wukong, who knows what this spell does, hears with alarm. 兒 in 金箍兒 is the light er ending; 等 in 等我 is děng, let me.
Pilgrim, alarmed, said: "Bodhisattva! I invited you here to subdue the fiend — how is it you'd chant a spell at me?"
The panic is entirely genuine and rather touching. 降 in 降妖 is xiáng, to subdue.
The Bodhisattva said: "This spell is not the Tight-Fillet spell to bind you — it's the Gold-Fillet spell to bind that boy."
She has to spell out which spell it is, tone by tone: not the Tight-Fillet one for you, the Gold-Fillet one for him. 兒 is the light er ending in both 緊箍兒 and 金箍兒; 那 points, so nà; 子 in 童子 is zǐ.
Only then was Pilgrim reassured, and he kept close beside her, listening as she recited the spell.
Reassured, he stays to watch — from close beside her.
The Bodhisattva formed the mudra with her fingers and silently recited it several times over, and that fiend rubbed his ears and cheeks, drew in his hooves, and rolled on the ground.
The spell works, and the description is deliberately undignified: ears rubbed, cheeks kneaded, hooves drawn in, rolling on the ground. 攢 is cuán, to draw together; 著 in 捻著訣 is zhe, showing the action going on; 那 points, so nà.
The binding completed, Guanyin recites the Gold-Fillet spell, and the book pauses for one last stroke of comedy: Wukong, who knows exactly what a fillet spell feels like on his own skull, panics that this one is meant for him and has to be reassured that it is the Gold-Fillet spell for the boy, not the Tight-Fillet spell for him. The joke measures how deeply that pain is written into his memory — even as a spectator he flinches. Then the spell takes hold, and the boy who defied her a moment before is reduced to rubbing his ears and cheeks and rolling on the ground with his hooves drawn in: the wild nature mastered at last, not by the blade but by the word.
The joke also settles a question the chapter has been circling. Wukong asked to have his own fillet removed as collateral and was refused; here he learns what refusal means, watching the same instrument used on somebody else and flinching from the sound. He is not being punished in this scene, and he is not free of it either. The band stays on because the journey is not finished, and he understands that well enough to be frightened without arguing.