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第七十五回
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The Mind-Monkey Bores Through the Body of Yin and Yang · The Demon Lord Returns to the True Great Way

摺疊鍋兒
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摺疊鍋兒 A Folding Pot For The Offal

lǎosūnbǎotángsēngjīngcóngguǎngguòdàilezhédiéguōérjìnláizhǔsuìchījiāngzhèbiāndegānchángfèiérshòuyòngháigòupánchándàoqīngmíngli。」èrjīngdào:「azhèhóuzigàndechūlái。」lǎosūnbǎotángsēngjīngcóng广guǎngguòdàilezhédiéguōérjìnláizhǔsuìchījiāngzhèbiāndegānchángfèiérshòuyòngháigòupánchándàoqīngmíngli。」èrjīngdào:「azhèhóuzigàndechūlái。」


逐句解 Line by line

lǎosūnbǎotángsēngjīngcóngguǎngguòdàilezhédiéguōérjìnláizhǔsuìchī lǎosūnbǎotángsēngjīngcóng广guǎngguòdàilezhédiéguōérjìnláizhǔsuìchī

"Old Sun, escorting the Tang monk after scriptures, came through the Guang country and brought along a folding pot. I have carried it in here to boil up the offal and eat."

摺疊鍋兒 — a folding pot — keeps at full weight as ér. is the Guang region, the far south, and the detail is a small piece of commercial geography: southern ironware had a reputation, and a collapsible travelling pot is exactly the sort of thing a pilgrim would buy on the road.

jiāngzhèbiāndegānchángfèiérshòuyòngháigòupánchándàoqīngmíngli。」 jiāngzhèbiāndegānchángfèiérshòuyòngháigòupánchándàoqīngmíngli。」

"I shall take the liver, guts, stomach and lungs you have in here and enjoy them at my leisure — enough to keep me provisioned till Qingming."

is jiāng, the disposal grammar. 盤纏 is travelling money and provisions. 清明 is the Clear and Bright festival in early April, when families sweep the graves — so he is promising to eat his way through to the tomb-sweeping season, which is a joke about funerals as well as about lunch.

èrjīngdào:「azhèhóuzigàndechūlái。」 èrjīngdào:「azhèhóuzigàndechūlái。」

The second monster was appalled: "Elder brother — this monkey would actually do it."

幹得出來 puts in the light de: capable of carrying it through. And the line is the elephant's third and last speech in the chapter, which makes it his best.


總評 Commentary

The threat is domestic and that is what makes it unbearable. Not a weapon, not a spell — a folding camp pot, bought in the south, unpacked inside somebody's abdomen, and a menu. Wukong has moved in and is doing his own catering.

這猴子他幹得出來 is the finest line any of the three chiefs gets. It is not fear of the magic; it is the recognition that this particular creature really would. The second brother has said almost nothing all chapter and his one contribution is an accurate character assessment.