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A Lustful Fiend Toys Wantonly with Tang Tripitaka · His Nature Upright, He Holds to His Cultivation and Keeps the Indestructible Body

魚籃之像
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魚籃之像 The Fish-Basket Form

jiànmenrènyuánguāngxiángyúnzàibànkōngxiànlezhēnxiàngyuánláishìlánzhīxiàngxíngzhěgǎndàokōngzhōngbàigàodào:「shùshīyíngzhīzuìděngjiùshīzhīxiàjiàngjīnnànnánshōuwànwàngjiùjiù。」dào:「zhèyāojīngshífēnhàisānchāshìshēngchéngdeliǎngzhīqiánjiǎozhāréntòngzhěshìwěishànggōuzihuànzuòdǎoběnshēnshìxiēzijīngjiànmenrènyuánguāngxiángyúnzàibànkōngxiànlezhēnxiàngyuánláishìlánzhīxiàngxíngzhěgǎndàokōngzhōngbàigàodào:「shùshīyíngzhīzuìděngjiùshīzhīxiàjiàngjīnnànnánshōuwànwàngjiùjiù。」dào:「zhèyāojīngshífēnhàisānchāshìshēngchéngdeliǎngzhīqiánjiǎozhāréntòngzhěshìwěishànggōuzihuànzuòdǎoběnshēnshìxiēzijīng


逐句解 Line by line

jiànmenrènyuánguāngxiángyúnzàibànkōngxiànlezhēnxiàngyuánláishìlánzhīxiàng jiànmenrènyuánguāngxiángyúnzàibànkōngxiànlezhēnxiàngyuánláishìlánzhīxiàng

Seeing that they had recognized her primal radiance, the Bodhisattva trod upon her auspicious cloud, rose into mid-air, and revealed her true likeness — which proved to be the likeness of the Fish Basket.

元光 is the primal radiance, the light proper to a divinity. 魚籃 names one of the standard iconographic forms of Guanyin — see the commentary.

xíngzhěgǎndàokōngzhōngbàigàodào:「shùshīyíngzhīzuìděngjiùshīzhīxiàjiàng xíngzhěgǎndàokōngzhōngbàigàodào:「shùshīyíngzhīzuìděngjiùshīzhīxiàjiàng

Pilgrim hurried up into the air and made his petition: “Bodhisattva, forgive your disciple the offence of failing to meet you. We were labouring to save our master and did not know that you had come down.

下降 takes 降 as jiàng, to descend — against the xiáng of 降伏 later in this same conversation. 弟子 takes 子 as the noun zǐ. 空中 takes the locative zhōng.

jīnnànnánshōuwànwàngjiùjiù。」 jīnnànnánshōuwànwàngjiùjiù。」

“Now we have met with a demon-calamity that will not be brought to an end. We beg the Bodhisattva, of all things, to rescue us, to rescue us.”

魔難難收 carries both readings of 難 side by side: 魔難 is nàn, a calamity, and 難收 is nán, hard to conclude. They take positional specs. 搭救搭救 is a verbal reduplication of entreaty.

dào:「zhèyāojīngshífēnhàisānchāshìshēngchéngdeliǎngzhīqiánjiǎo dào:「zhèyāojīngshífēnhàisānchāshìshēngchéngdeliǎngzhīqiánjiǎo

The Bodhisattva said, “This fiend is formidable indeed. That three-pronged trident of hers is a pair of pincer-claws grown upon her.

生成的 — grown upon her, not made — is the hinge of the whole revelation. 十分 takes 分 as fēn.

zhāréntòngzhěshìwěishànggōuzihuànzuòdǎo zhāréntòngzhěshìwěishànggōuzihuànzuòdǎo

“What stabs and gives the pain is a hook upon her tail, and it is called the horse-felling poison.

倒馬毒 takes 倒 as dǎo, agreeing with the naming of the weapon when it was first used. 鉤子 takes the neutral suffix zi.

běnshēnshìxiēzijīng běnshēnshìxiēzijīng

“In her own body she is a scorpion spirit.”

蝎子 takes the neutral suffix zi. Seven graphs, and the identification the chapter has withheld for four thousand.


總評 Commentary

The form she takes when she drops the disguise is worth a moment. 魚籃觀音, the Guanyin of the Fish Basket, is a standard figure of popular iconography, and the legend usually attached to her is that of a beautiful woman who offered to marry whichever suitor could first commit a scripture to memory, and who proved after the wedding to have been a Bodhisattva all along. Whether the novel intends the resonance is not something the text says. But of all the shapes available to her, the one she assumes in a chapter about a woman using marriage against a monk is the one in which she herself once used marriage on behalf of scripture.

Her account of the scorpion answers the question the pilgrims have been unable to answer for four thousand graphs, and it answers it by anatomy. The trident is not a weapon she carries but 生成的兩隻鉗腳, a pair of claws that grew on her; the thing that stabs is a hook on her tail. This is why the fight could not be won by fighting. Pilgrim kept saying 不知是甚兵器 — there was no telling what weapon it was — and the reason is that there was no weapon at all.

The identification itself is seven graphs long and entirely flat: 本身是個蝎子精, in her own body she is a scorpion spirit. The novel spends no rhetoric on it. Everything the reader has watched — the lute-shaped cave, the poison, the pincers, the sting held in reserve until the visible weapons were mastered — resolves into a single ordinary creature, and the effect of the plainness is to make the preceding mystery seem, in retrospect, entirely fair.