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第七十九回
尋xún洞dòng擒qín妖yāo逢féng老lǎo壽shòu
當dāng朝cháo正zhèng主zhǔ救jiù嬰yīng兒ér

Seeking the Cave to Seize the Fiend He Meets the Old Man of Longevity · At Court the True Sovereign Rescues the Infants

鮮血直冒
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鮮血直冒 The Tree Began To Bleed

原yuán來lái八bā戒jiè在zài外wài邊biān,聽tīng見jiàn他tā們men裡lǐ面miàn嚷rǎng鬧nào,激jī得de他tā心xīn癢yǎng難nán撓náo,掣chè釘dīng鈀pá,把bǎ一yì顆kē九jiǔ叉chā楊yáng樹shù鈀pá倒dǎo,使shǐ鈀pá築zhù了le幾jǐ下xià,築zhù得de那nà鮮xiān血xuè直zhí冒mào,嚶yīng嚶yīng的de似sì乎hū有yǒu聲shēng。原yuán来lái八bā戒jiè在zài外wài边biān,听tīng见jiàn他tā们men里lǐ面miàn嚷rǎng闹nào,激jī得de他tā心xīn痒yǎng难nán挠náo,掣chè钉dīng钯pá,把bǎ一yì颗kē九jiǔ叉chā杨yáng树shù钯pá倒dǎo,使shǐ钯pá筑zhù了le几jǐ下xià,筑zhù得de那nà鲜xiān血xuè直zhí冒mào,嘤yīng嘤yīng的de似sì乎hū有yǒu声shēng。


逐句解 Line by line

原yuán來lái八bā戒jiè在zài外wài邊biān,聽tīng見jiàn他tā們men裡lǐ面miàn嚷rǎng鬧nào,激jī得de他tā心xīn癢yǎng難nán撓náo,掣chè釘dīng鈀pá,把bǎ一yì顆kē九jiǔ叉chā楊yáng樹shù鈀pá倒dǎo,使shǐ鈀pá築zhù了le幾jǐ下xià,築zhù得de那nà鮮xiān血xuè直zhí冒mào,嚶yīng嚶yīng的de似sì乎hū有yǒu聲shēng。 原yuán来lái八bā戒jiè在zài外wài边biān,听tīng见jiàn他tā们men里lǐ面miàn嚷rǎng闹nào,激jī得de他tā心xīn痒yǎng难nán挠náo,掣chè钉dīng钯pá,把bǎ一yì颗kē九jiǔ叉chā杨yáng树shù钯pá倒dǎo,使shǐ钯pá筑zhù了le几jǐ下xià,筑zhù得de那nà鲜xiān血xuè直zhí冒mào,嘤yīng嘤yīng的de似sì乎hū有yǒu声shēng。

As it happened Bajie had been outside, and hearing the racket the two of them were making within, he got such an itch he could not scratch it; so he pulled out his muckrake, knocked over the nine-forked willow, gave it a few digs with the rake, and dug until fresh blood came spurting out and there seemed to be a thin whimpering sound.

心癢難撓 — an itch in the heart that cannot be scratched — is a real idiom for unbearable curiosity, and it is exactly right for a character told to stand still half a lǐ away while somebody else has a fight. Both 激得 and 築得 take de. 嚶嚶 is a sound word for something small and plaintive — birdsong, or crying. The tree is making it. 倒 is dǎo, to fall or be knocked over — not the dào of pouring.


總評 Commentary

This is one of the strangest images in the chapter and the novel offers no explanation for it. Bajie, bored, attacks a tree; the tree bleeds and whimpers. Nothing in the story requires this, and nothing afterwards refers back to it.

It is worth remembering that the willow was the cave's door, and that when the door opened the tree stopped existing. Whatever Bajie has knocked over and dug into is a tree that was, a few minutes ago, a piece of the fiend's magic. The novel lets the reader work that out and moves on.

The sound is what makes it land. Not a roar or a scream — a thin, small, plaintive noise, the kind a bird or a child makes. Bajie's response, in the very next line, is delight.