猴兒模樣 You Have the Look of a Monkey
那妖精側身閃過，使杵抵住鐵棒，睜圓眼問道：「你這嘴臉像個猴兒模樣，敢將許多言語壓我？你有甚麼手段，在吾門下猖狂？」行者笑道：「我把你個無名的孽畜！是也不知老孫。那妖精侧身闪过，使杵抵住铁棒，睁圆眼问道：「你这嘴脸像个猴儿模样，敢将许多言语压我？你有甚么手段，在吾门下猖狂？」行者笑道：「我把你个无名的孽畜！是也不知老孙。
逐句解 Line by line
The fiend twisted aside and dodged, brought his cudgel up to block the iron rod, and glaring round-eyed demanded, "That face of yours has the look of a monkey about it. How dare you crush me with all this talk?
模樣, a look or likeness, takes 模 as mú in the compound. 將 here is the ordinary jiāng that fronts an object — with all this talk — and the fiend's complaint is telling: he does not say the argument is wrong, only that he is being crushed with words.
What skills have you, to run wild here at my gate?"
甚麼手段 asks what tricks he has in hand. The fiend has just asked the one question guaranteed to produce a twelve-line answer, which is the novel's favourite way of getting a set-piece started.
Pilgrim laughed and said, "You nameless beast!
無名, nameless, closes the loop on the whole argument about titles. Wukong has demoted him from Great King of the Southern Mountain to a creature with no name at all.
So you really do not know Old Sun.
Six characters, and they are the hinge of the passage. 老孫, Old Sun, is what Wukong calls himself when he is about to enjoy something.
The fiend asks what skills the stranger has, and in this novel that question is never rhetorical. It is a prompt, and the answer runs to twelve lines of verse.
The exchange has quietly reversed. The fiend opened by demanding whether Wukong knew him; Wukong now closes by observing that the fiend does not know Wukong. Everything since has been about who has the standing to be recognised.