木吒認怪 Moksa Is Recognized
他兩個來來往往,戰上數十合,不分勝負。那怪物架住了鐵棒道:「你是那裡和尚,敢來與我抵敵?」木吒道:「我是托塔天王二太子木吒惠岸行者,今保我師父往東土尋取經人去。你是何怪,敢大膽阻路?」那怪方才醒悟道:「我記得你跟南海觀音在紫竹林中修行,你為何來此?」木吒道:「那岸上不是我師父?」他两个来来往往,战上数十合,不分胜负。那怪物架住了铁棒道:「你是那里和尚,敢来与我抵敌?」木咤道:「我是托塔天王二太子木咤惠岸行者,今保我师父往东土寻取经人去。你是何怪,敢大胆阻路?」那怪方才醒悟道:「我记得你跟南海观音在紫竹林中修行,你为何来此?」木咤道:「那岸上不是我师父?」
逐句解 Line by line
The two of them came and went, fought above some dozens of bouts, and neither could best the other.
數 is shù and 分 is fēn. Several dozen bouts and nothing decided: this is the formula the novel uses whenever a fight is going to be interrupted rather than won.
The monster, parrying the iron rod, said:
那 is nà and 了 the light le. 架住 is catching a weapon and holding it, so the monster stops the fight by blocking rather than by striking.
"What sort of monk are you, that you dare come and cross me?"
那裡 is a question here — where from, what sort — with 那 read nǎ.
Moksa said: "I am Moksa, the disciple Huian, second prince of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, now escorting my mistress to the Eastern Land to seek a scripture-pilgrim.
托塔天王 is Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and Moksa is his second son. Introducing yourself by your father's office is exactly how this heaven works.
What demon are you, that you dare so boldly to block the road?"
The question is asked in the vocabulary of the road — 阻路, blocking the way — which is what the whole encounter turns out to be about.
The monster, just then recalling, said: "I remember you — you practiced with the Guanyin of the Southern Sea in the Purple-Bamboo Grove. Why have you come here?"
記得 is to remember, with 得 as the light de. 為何 is why, 為 read wèi.
Moksa said: "Is that not my mistress on the bank yonder?"
In 不是 the 不 takes bú before the falling tone of 是.
The duel stops and turns into a reunion. The river-demon catches the iron rod, holds it, and abruptly recognises his opponent: Moksa, a fellow-student from Guanyin's purple bamboo grove. That swerve from combat to acquaintance is entirely typical — the monsters in this novel are hardly ever strangers to the heaven they fell out of.
Moksa's self-introduction does real work, planting him in the divine civil service: son of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, acolyte of Guanyin. And the demon's flash of memory, that the two of them once trained together, prepares his surrender. He is not an alien horror but a lapsed member of the same household, waiting for somebody to offer him a way back.