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第七十四回
長cháng庚gēng傳chuán報bào魔mó頭tóu狠hěn
行xíng者zhě施shī為wéi變biàn化huà能néng

Long Geng Brings Word of a Fierce Demon Chief · Pilgrim Works His Powers of Transformation

不可前進
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拼音 Pinyin Off
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

不可前進 You Must Not Go On

遠yuǎn遠yuǎn的de立lì在zài那nà山shān坡pō上shàng高gāo呼hū:「西xī進jìn的de長zhǎng老lǎo,且qiě暫zàn住zhù驊huá騮liú,緊jǐn兜dōu玉yù勒lè。這zhè山shān上shàng有yǒu一yì夥huǒ妖yāo魔mó,吃chī盡jìn了le閻yán浮fú世shì上shàng人rén,不bù可kě前qián進jìn。」远yuǎn远yuǎn的de立lì在zài那nà山shān坡pō上shàng高gāo呼hū:「西xī进jìn的de长zhǎng老lǎo,且qiě暂zàn住zhù骅huá骝liú,紧jǐn兜dōu玉yù勒lè。这zhè山shān上shàng有yǒu一yì伙huǒ妖yāo魔mó,吃chī尽jìn了le阎yán浮fú世shì上shàng人rén,不bù可kě前qián进jìn。」


逐句解 Line by line

遠yuǎn遠yuǎn的de立lì在zài那nà山shān坡pō上shàng高gāo呼hū:「西xī進jìn的de長zhǎng老lǎo,且qiě暫zàn住zhù驊huá騮liú,緊jǐn兜dōu玉yù勒lè。 远yuǎn远yuǎn的de立lì在zài那nà山shān坡pō上shàng高gāo呼hū:「西xī进jìn的de长zhǎng老lǎo,且qiě暂zàn住zhù骅huá骝liú,紧jǐn兜dōu玉yù勒lè。

Standing far off on the hillside he called out: "Elder bound for the west, hold that fine horse of yours a moment, draw the jade bit tight.

He shouts in a far grander register than the scene deserves. 驊騮 names a legendary horse, counted among the eight steeds of King Mu of Zhou, and Tripitaka is riding an ordinary white horse; 玉勒 is a jade bit. A dusty monk is being hailed as though he were a nobleman out hunting. 勒 is lè, the bit that sits in a horse's mouth, not the lēi of hauling a rope tight — the corpus gives lè at all fifteen of its sealed sites.

這zhè山shān上shàng有yǒu一yì夥huǒ妖yāo魔mó,吃chī盡jìn了le閻yán浮fú世shì上shàng人rén,不bù可kě前qián進jìn。」 这zhè山shān上shàng有yǒu一yì伙huǒ妖yāo魔mó,吃chī尽jìn了le阎yán浮fú世shì上shàng人rén,不bù可kě前qián进jìn。」

There is a band of demons on this mountain who have eaten up every human being in the world of Jambudvipa. You must not go on."

閻浮 is Sanskrit again — Jambudvipa, the rose-apple continent, which in Buddhist geography is the world where human beings live and so means, in practice, here. 盡 is jìn, used up: the demons have not eaten some people, they have finished them. It is an enormous claim, delivered by a stranger at a distance, to a man who was told a moment ago that every mountain has a road.


總評 Commentary

The warning is pitched to be believed and it is built out of two very different registers. The first half is courtly — the horse is a legend, the bit is jade, the address is formal. The second half is a flat piece of horror with a number in it that cannot possibly be true.

That mixture is the point. A stranger who talks like that is either a person of consequence or somebody working hard to sound like one, and the novel gives you no way to tell yet. It simply lets him shout from far enough off that nobody can see his face.

And the timing is unkind. Pilgrim has just staked his authority on a proverb about roads always existing, and the mountain answers within a few lǐ with a man saying this one ends in being eaten.