摧車放僧 Smashing the Carts
那大聖徑至沙灘上,使個神通,將車兒拽過兩關,穿過夾脊,提起來,摔得粉碎。把那些磚瓦、木植,盡拋下坡坂。喝教眾僧:「散,莫在我手腳邊。等我明日見這皇帝,滅那道士。」眾僧道:「爺爺呀!我等不敢遠走,但恐在官人拿住解來,卻又吃打發贖,反又生災。」行者道:「既如此,我與你個護身法兒。」那大圣径至沙滩上,使个神通,将车儿拽过两关,穿过夹脊,提起来,摔得粉碎。把那些砖瓦、木植,尽抛下坡坂。喝教众僧:「散,莫在我手脚边。等我明日见这皇帝,灭那道士。」众僧道:「爷爷呀!我等不敢远走,但恐在官人拿住解来,却又吃打发赎,反又生灾。」行者道:「既如此,我与你个护身法儿。」
逐句解 Line by line
That Great Sage went straight up onto the sand-flat, worked a spell, hauled the carts over the two passes and through the ridge, lifted them up, and dashed them to pieces.
He does with one spell what has broken these men for years: hauls the carts over both passes, through the ridge-path, and smashes them. 將 is jiāng, taking hold of the carts; 脊 is jǐ; 拽 is zhuài; 那 is nà; 兒 is the light er; 得 in 摔得 is the light de.
He flung all the brick and tile and timber down the slope.
And the load after them. 盡 is jìn, the whole lot; 那 is nà.
He shouted an order to the monks: "Scatter — don't stay under my hands and feet.
喝 is hè, to shout, the reading this edition uses for the bellow — not the hē that means to drink. 教 is jiào, to order; 散 is sàn, the verb, to scatter.
Wait till tomorrow, when I see this emperor and destroy those Daoists."
A plan stated as a timetable. 那 is nà.
The monks said: "Ah, Grandfather!
The cry of men who can see the flaw in it.
We dare not go far off, for we fear that officials on duty will seize us and haul us in, and then we'll be beaten and made to pay ransom, bringing fresh calamity on ourselves."
And here is the flaw. Freedom is no use while the posters are still up: they will be taken, beaten, and made to buy themselves back. 打發贖, beaten and ransomed; 在官人, men on official duty. 不 is bù before 敢.
Pilgrim said: "If that's so, I'll give each of you a body-guarding charm."
護身法兒, a charm to guard the body. 兒 is the light er.
The rescue turns physical. The Great Sage hauls the very carts these men have been breaking their backs on over both passes, lifts them, and dashes them to pieces, then throws the brick and tile down the slope after them. It takes him one spell and no effort at all.
Their objection is the practical one the whole persecution was built to make unanswerable: freedom is worthless while the posters are up, because officials will simply take them again. That is what draws out the chapter's next device — a charm made from the Great Sage's own hair.