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The Wood Mother Lends His Strength to Fight the Monster · The Metal Lord Works His Art to Destroy the Fiend

分身法
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分身法 One Body Becomes Many

sūnshèngjiànxiēxiǎoyāoyǒngměnglián退tuì使shǐfēnshēnháomáoxiàjuézàikǒuzhōngpēnchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」dōubiànzuòběnshēnyàng使shǐtiáojīnbàngcóngqiánbiānwǎngjìnsūnshèngjiànxiēxiǎoyāoyǒngměnglián退tuì使shǐfēnshēnháomáoxiàjuézàikǒuzhōngpēnchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」dōubiànzuòběnshēnyàng使shǐtiáojīnbàngcóngqiánbiānwǎngjìn


逐句解 Line by line

sūnshèngjiànxiēxiǎoyāoyǒngměnglián退tuì使shǐfēnshēnháomáoxiàjuézàikǒuzhōngpēnchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」 sūnshèngjiànxiēxiǎoyāoyǒngměnglián退tuì使shǐfēnshēnháomáoxiàjuézàikǒuzhōngpēnchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」

The Great Sage, seeing how bold the little fiends were and that beating them would not drive them back, at once worked a body-dividing spell: he pulled out a handful of his hairs, chewed them up in his mouth, spat them out and called, "Change!"

分身法, the art of dividing the body, is Wukong's signature trick and the mechanics never vary — pull, chew, spit, command. 口中 keeps at the ordinary reading for inside, against the four places in this chapter where the same character means struck by something.

dōubiànzuòběnshēnyàng使shǐtiáojīnbàngcóngqiánbiānwǎngjìn dōubiànzuòběnshēnyàng使shǐtiáojīnbàngcóngqiánbiānwǎngjìn

They all changed into copies of himself, each wielding a gold-hooped rod, beating their way in from the front.

模樣 again takes as . The detail that makes the trick work in this novel is that every copy gets a rod as well — the weapon multiplies with the man, and nobody ever asks how.


總評 Commentary

The hair trick is the closest thing Wukong has to a mass-battle answer, and he reaches for it only when ordinary force is not shifting the enemy. The novel is careful to say so: beating them was not driving them back.

Chewing the hairs before spitting them out is a small, physical, slightly disgusting detail that the book never leaves out. The magic is not a gesture and a flash of light; it goes through his mouth.