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第七十七回
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The Host of Fiends Imposes on the Original Nature · Of One Body They Bow to the True Thus-Come

金光影裡
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金光影裡 Inside The Golden Light

xíngzhějiāngshēnshǎncángzàiyejīnguāngyǐngquánránjiànzhǐjiànguòwèiláixiànzàidesānzūnxiàngbǎiāluóhànsānqiānjiēshénsànzuǒyòusānyāowángwéizhùshuǐxiètōngxíngzhějiāngshēnshǎncángzàiyejīnguāngyǐngquánránjiànzhǐjiànguòwèiláixiànzàidesānzūnxiàngbǎiāluóhànsānqiānjiēshénsànzuǒyòusānyāowángwéizhùshuǐxiètōng


逐句解 Line by line

xíngzhějiāngshēnshǎncángzàiyejīnguāngyǐngquánránjiàn xíngzhějiāngshēnshǎncángzàiyejīnguāngyǐngquánránjiàn

Pilgrim gave his body a twist and hid in the shadow of the Buddha-father's golden light, so that he was not to be seen at all.

is cáng, to hide — the same character that reads zàng in Tripitaka's name. 金光影裡, inside the shadow of the golden light, is a lovely paradox: the light is so strong it casts a place to hide.

zhǐjiànguòwèiláixiànzàidesānzūnxiàngbǎiāluóhànsānqiānjiēshénsànzuǒyòusānyāowángwéizhùshuǐxiètōng zhǐjiànguòwèiláixiànzàidesānzūnxiàngbǎiāluóhànsānqiānjiēshénsànzuǒyòusānyāowángwéizhùshuǐxiètōng

And there were the three Buddha images of past, future and present, with five hundred Arhats and three thousand Jieti gods, spread out to left and right, hemming the three monster kings in so that not a drop could leak through.

is xiàn here — 見在 is the older spelling of 現在, the present, so the three are past, future and present. 水泄不通, not even water gets through, is still the ordinary phrase for a place packed solid or a cordon with no gaps. The three Buddhas of past, present and future are a standard group you will see across the main altar of almost any Chinese temple.


總評 Commentary

The reveal is staged like theatre and the staging is the pleasure. Wukong vanishes into the light, and what the demons see when they look up is not a monkey.

The image of hiding inside the shadow of a light is doing more than sounding well. Wukong spends this chapter concealed — as a fly, as a palace demon, as a hair — and his last concealment is inside the brightness of the person he spent a page accusing of idleness.

And the arrangement in the sky is a temple. Three Buddhas across the middle, Arhats ranged to left and right: anyone who has walked into a Chinese temple hall has stood in front of this exact configuration. The demons have flown straight up into one.