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第八十六回
木mù母mǔ助zhù威wēi征zhēng怪guài物wù
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The Wood Mother Lends His Strength to Fight the Monster · The Metal Lord Works His Art to Destroy the Fiend

藏風聚氣
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藏風聚氣 A Grave on the Sunny Slope

那nà獃dāi子zi不bù嫌xián穢huì污wū,把bǎ個gè頭tóu抱bào在zài懷huái裡lǐ,跑pǎo上shàng山shān崖yá向xiàng陽yáng處chù,尋xún了le個gè藏cáng風fēng聚jù氣qì的de所suǒ在zài,取qǔ釘dīng鈀pá築zhù了le一yí個gè坑kēng,把bǎ頭tóu埋mái了le,又yòu築zhù起qǐ一yí個gè墳fén塚zhǒng。那nà呆dāi子zi不bù嫌xián秽huì污wū,把bǎ个gè头tóu抱bào在zài怀huái里lǐ,跑pǎo上shàng山shān崖yá向xiàng阳yáng处chù,寻xún了le个gè藏cáng风fēng聚jù气qì的de所suǒ在zài,取qǔ钉dīng钯pá筑zhù了le一yí个gè坑kēng,把bǎ头tóu埋mái了le,又yòu筑zhù起qǐ一yí个gè坟fén冢zhǒng。


逐句解 Line by line

那nà獃dāi子zi不bù嫌xián穢huì污wū,把bǎ個gè頭tóu抱bào在zài懷huái裡lǐ,跑pǎo上shàng山shān崖yá向xiàng陽yáng處chù,尋xún了le個gè藏cáng風fēng聚jù氣qì的de所suǒ在zài,取qǔ釘dīng鈀pá築zhù了le一yí個gè坑kēng,把bǎ頭tóu埋mái了le,又yòu築zhù起qǐ一yí個gè墳fén塚zhǒng。 那nà呆dāi子zi不bù嫌xián秽huì污wū,把bǎ个gè头tóu抱bào在zài怀huái里lǐ,跑pǎo上shàng山shān崖yá向xiàng阳yáng处chù,寻xún了le个gè藏cáng风fēng聚jù气qì的de所suǒ在zài,取qǔ钉dīng钯pá筑zhù了le一yí个gè坑kēng,把bǎ头tóu埋mái了le,又yòu筑zhù起qǐ一yí个gè坟fén冢zhǒng。

The Idiot, not minding the filth of it, took the head up in his arms, ran up the mountain cliff to a spot facing the sun, sought out a place that hoarded the wind and gathered the breath, took his rake and dug a pit, buried the head, and raised a grave mound over it.

藏風聚氣 comes back word for word from the description of the fiend's cave, and this is the only place in the chapter it occurs twice — there it certified a cannibal's lair, here it is Bajie choosing his teacher a decent plot. The phrase belongs to the practice of siting graves and houses, so this is its home use and the earlier one was the joke. 向陽, facing the sun, is the other standard requirement, and he gets that right too.


總評 Commentary

Fifty characters, one sentence, no dialogue, and it is the most affecting thing Bajie does in the book. He carries the head himself, uphill, without complaining about the mess, and then applies every rule he knows.

The phrase about hoarding wind and gathering breath is the chapter turning its own joke over. A few passages back it praised a cave where people were eaten. Here it is a fat, greedy, cowardly pig choosing his master a grave with good siting, and meaning every word of it.