找大路投西 The Great Road Running West
行者把上項事從頭至尾,細說了一遍。三藏感謝不盡。師徒們在那宮殿裡尋了些米糧,安排些茶飯,飽吃一餐,收拾出城,找大路投西而去。正是:行者把上项事从头至尾,细说了一遍。三藏感谢不尽。师徒们在那宫殿里寻了些米粮,安排些茶饭,饱吃一餐,收拾出城,找大路投西而去。正是:
逐句解 Line by line
Pilgrim told over the whole business from beginning to end, in full.
從頭至尾, from head to tail, and 細說, told in fine detail. The narrator declines to repeat any of it, which is a mercy after four thousand characters.
Tripitaka thanked him past all thanking.
Six characters, and one of them is doing a piece of mechanical work worth watching: 盡 is jìn here, exhausted rather than merely all, which is a rise from its everyday tone; and the 不 in front has to rise with it to bú. Chinese tones move in company.
Master and disciples found some grain in that palace, got tea and food ready, ate their fill at one meal, packed up and left the city, and took the great road running west.
飽吃一餐, ate one meal to fullness. They have not eaten in the whole chapter, and the book waits until the last sentence to mention it. 投西 is to head west — the direction the entire novel is pointed.
Truly:
The verse tag, two characters and a colon. Unlike the proverb earlier in this same block, what follows is set on its own indented line, which is what makes it verse.
The true scripture must obtain a true man to fetch it; clamour of intent and toil of heart are all in vain.
得 is dé, to obtain — the couplet is literary and 得 keeps its verb sense, rather than the colloquial děi of simply must. 真人, the true man, is a Daoist term for a realised adept, and setting it against 真經, the true scripture, makes the line turn on a single character repeated. 意嚷心勞 is the mind bawling and the heart labouring — effort that makes noise and gets nowhere.
The chapter ends with a meal, and it is the first food anybody has eaten in it. Everything before this has been about eating — steamers, garlic sauce, dinner parties, a bird arguing for his diet — and the pilgrims finally sit down in the empty palace of the people who wanted to eat them.
Then the closing couplet, which is the chapter's verdict on itself. Only a true man can fetch the true scripture; everything else is noise and effort. That is aimed squarely at Pilgrim, who spent this chapter shouting at a doorman, offering to resign, and getting the answer wrong for the best possible reasons.
The repeated character is the whole argument. True scripture, true man — the thing and the person who can carry it must be made of the same stuff, and the journey is what makes them so. Every trick that worked in this chapter was borrowed: a dragon, a sleep-insect won at cards, five hundred Arhats. Nothing Pilgrim owned was enough, and the couplet says so without unkindness.