魚籃收妖 The Fish Basket
頃刻間,到了通天河界。八戒與沙僧看見道:「師兄性急,不知在南海怎麼亂嚷亂叫,把一個未梳妝的菩薩逼將來也。」說不了,到於河岸。二人下拜道:「菩薩,我等擅干,有罪,有罪。」菩薩即解下一根束襖的絲絛,將籃兒拴定,提著絲絛,半踏雲彩,拋在河中,往上溜頭扯著,口念頌子道:「死的去,活的住。死的去,活的住!」念了七遍,提起籃兒,但見那籃裡亮灼灼一尾金魚,還斬眼動鱗。菩薩叫:「悟空,快下水救你師父耶。」行者道:「未曾拿住妖邪,如何救得師父?」菩薩道:「這籃兒裡不是?」八戒與沙僧拜問道:「這魚兒怎生有那等手段。」菩薩道:「他本是我蓮花池裡養大的金魚,每日浮頭聽經,修成手段。那一柄九瓣銅鎚,乃是一枝未開的菡萏,被他運鍊成兵。不知是那一日海潮泛漲,走到此間。我今早扶欄看花,卻不見這廝出拜。掐指巡紋,算著他在此成精,害你師父,故此未及梳妝,運神功,織個竹籃兒擒他。」顷刻间,到了通天河界。八戒与沙僧看见道:「师兄性急,不知在南海怎么乱嚷乱叫,把一个未梳妆的菩萨逼将来也。」说不了,到于河岸。二人下拜道:「菩萨,我等擅干,有罪,有罪。」菩萨即解下一根束袄的丝绦,将篮儿拴定,提着丝绦,半踏云彩,抛在河中,往上溜头扯着,口念颂子道:「死的去,活的住。死的去,活的住!」念了七遍,提起篮儿,但见那篮里亮灼灼一尾金鱼,还斩眼动鳞。菩萨叫:「悟空,快下水救你师父耶。」行者道:「未曾拿住妖邪,如何救得师父?」菩萨道:「这篮儿里不是?」八戒与沙僧拜问道:「这鱼儿怎生有那等手段。」菩萨道:「他本是我莲花池里养大的金鱼,每日浮头听经,修成手段。那一柄九瓣铜锤,乃是一枝未开的菡萏,被他运炼成兵。不知是那一日海潮泛涨,走到此间。我今早扶栏看花,却不见这厮出拜。掐指巡纹,算着他在此成精,害你师父,故此未及梳妆,运神功,织个竹篮儿擒他。」
逐句解 Line by line
In an instant they reached the bounds of the River That Reaches to Heaven.
頃刻間 間 jiān; 到了 了 the aspect particle le. The flight back is dispatched in a single clause — the novel's habitual economy for Wukong's travel.
Eight Rules and Sha Monk, seeing them, said: "Our elder brother is a hasty one — no telling what shouting and bawling he did in the Southern Sea, to force an unadorned Bodhisattva to come like this."
看見 看 kàn; 逼將來: 將 the directional coverb jiāng. The disciples read the goddess's undress as evidence that Wukong hectored her out of her cave — comic, and not entirely wrong about his manner.
Before they had finished, she reached the riverbank. The two of them bowed low: "Bodhisattva, we acted presumptuously — our fault, our fault."
說不了 了 liǎo, "to finish." 擅干, to presume, to overstep. The apology is for having troubled her; the disciples do not yet know what she has brought.
The Bodhisattva at once loosed the silk cord that sashed her jacket, made the basket fast to it, and holding the cord, half-astride her cloud, cast the basket into the river; then, drawing it upstream, she recited a verse-charm: "The dead, be gone; the living, remain. The dead, be gone; the living, remain!"
Two occurrences each of 絲絛 and 著, fixed positionally: 絲絛 (sī tāo), the silk sash from her own jacket — the same undress the verse described now become the tool; 拴定 and 扯著 durative 著 zhe; 籃兒 兒 suffix er; 河中 中 zhōng; 頌子 子 suffix zi. The charm's two halves are split by 。 and ! in the source and are taken as one segment; it is a spell of separation — living fish from dead.
When she had recited it seven times, she lifted the basket — and behold, within it, gleaming bright, a single golden fish, its scales still stirring, its eyes still blinking.
念了七遍 了 le; 籃兒 兒 suffix er; 那籃裡 deictic nà; 還斬眼: 還 hái, "still," and 斬眼 = 眨眼, to blink. The demon, lifted from the water, is simply a fish in a basket.
The Bodhisattva called: "Wukong, quick, go down into the water and save your master."
救你師父耶: the sentence-final 耶 of vernacular urging. With the demon in the basket the river is emptied of its power, and the rescue is now a simple matter.
Pilgrim said: "But the fiend is not yet caught — how are we to save our master?"
拿住, to seize and hold. 救得 得 dé, potential. Wukong has not understood that the fish in the basket is the fiend — the miracle is a step ahead of him.
The Bodhisattva said: "Is he not here in the basket?"
這籃兒裡不是 兒 suffix er. The rhetorical question is the reveal: the demon and the golden fish are one, and the whole battle of the chapter is undone by a bamboo basket dipped once in the river.
Eight Rules and Sha Monk bowed and asked: "How does this fish come to have such powers?"
魚兒 兒 suffix er; 那等手段 deictic 那 nà, "such." The disciples ask the question the reader is asking, and the Bodhisattva's answer supplies the demon's whole origin.
The Bodhisattva said: "He was originally a golden fish reared in my lotus pool. Each day he floated up to hear the scriptures, and so cultivated his powers.
蓮花池裡養大, reared in the lotus pool; 浮頭聽經, floating up to hear the sūtras. The demon is the Bodhisattva's own creature, escaped — a fish that overheard the Dharma and grew strong on it.
That nine-petalled copper mallet was an unopened lotus-bud, which he wrought and tempered into a weapon.
那一柄 deictic 那 nà; 菡萏 (hàn dàn), the classical word for an unopened lotus flower. The mallet's lotus nature, boasted of in the weapon-verse, is now explained: it is a bud from Guanyin's own pool.
I do not know on what day a sea-tide swelled and he made his way to this place.
那一日 deictic 那 nà; 海潮泛漲: 漲 read zhǎng, "to rise, to swell" (of water); 此間 間 jiān. Even the Bodhisattva does not know exactly how her fish escaped — a rare admission of a limit.
This morning I leaned on my railing to look at the flowers and did not see this creature come to make his bow. I reckoned on my fingers, tracing the lines, and worked out that he had turned sprite here and was harming your master; and so, before I could dress my hair, I worked my divine power and wove a bamboo basket to catch him."
看花 看 kàn; 掐指巡紋: 掐 read qiā, to press with the fingernail — the gesture of finger-reckoning divination; 算著 durative 著 zhe; 竹籃兒 兒 suffix er. The undress is finally explained: she divined the emergency at her morning flowers and wove the basket on the instant, without stopping to dress.
The miracle is performed with almost no ceremony, which is the whole point of the long preparation. Guanyin unties the silk cord from her own jacket — the very undress the portrait-verse dwelt on, now revealed as the working tool — ties on the bamboo basket, casts it into the river, draws it upstream reciting 死的去,活的住, and lifts out a single golden fish with its scales still stirring. The demon who withstood three armed pilgrims and sealed himself behind a wall of stone is simply scooped from the water. Wukong, a step behind to the last, asks how they are to catch the fiend, and is told he is already in the basket.
The Bodhisattva's explanation collapses the whole chapter into a domestic accident. The 靈感大王 is a golden fish from her own lotus pool who grew strong by floating up each day to overhear the scriptures — cultivation by eavesdropping — and his fearsome nine-petalled mallet is an unopened lotus-bud (菡萏) from the same pool, tempered into a weapon. He escaped on a chance sea-tide, on a day she cannot name, and she detected the emergency only this morning, leaning on her railing over her flowers, when the fish failed to appear to make its bow. The undress that has puzzled Wukong and his brothers and her own attendants for four blocks is now accounted for in a single clause: 故此未及梳妝, and so, before she could dress her hair, she wove the basket. The most powerful being in the chapter met the crisis not with regalia and thunder but by whittling bamboo at her morning leisure, and the novel has spent its centre making the reader feel the force of that.