五行山下
Under the Five-Element Mountain
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Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 烧 | shāo | to cook; to roast; to stew (as in 烧鹅, 红烧) |
| 对手 | duìshǒu | opponent; rival |
| 派 | pài | to send; to dispatch |
| 猴子 | hóuzi | monkey |
| 本领 | bénlǐng | skill; ability |
| 翻 | fān | to turn over; to flip |
| 连忙 | liánmáng | hastily; at once |
| 骗 | piàn | to deceive; to lie to; to cheat; to swindle |
| 根 | gēn | root (math.) |
| 支 | zhī | branch; offshoot (as in 支流) |
| 毛笔 | máobǐ | writing brush |
| 骂 | mà | to scold; to curse; to swear at |
English (for the teacher)
Sun Wukong had eaten the peaches of immortality and then the elixir pills, and even Lord Laozi's elixir furnace couldn't burn him to death. He jumped out of the furnace and smashed the palace of heaven to pieces. None of the heavenly soldiers and generals could beat him, so the Jade Emperor had no choice but to send someone to the Western Heaven to ask the Buddha for help.
The Buddha walked up to Sun Wukong and asked him: "You monkey, why are you wreaking havoc in heaven?" Sun Wukong said, without the least bit of politeness: "I am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven from Flower Fruit Mountain! The Jade Emperor has sat on that throne for so many years, it's time I had a turn. As the saying goes: emperors take turns, and next year it's my house!"
The Buddha laughed: "What skills do you have, to talk so big?" Sun Wukong said smugly: "I've mastered the seventy-two transformations, and I have my Somersault Cloud: one somersault takes me a hundred and eight thousand li. With skills like that, why shouldn't I sit on the throne of heaven?"
The Buddha said: "Then let's make a bet, you and I. If you can jump out of the palm of this right hand of mine in one somersault, you win, and I'll ask the Jade Emperor to hand heaven over to you. If you can't jump out, you go back down to the world of men, practise for a few thousand more years, and then come and talk to me."
When Sun Wukong heard this, he laughed to himself: "This Buddha is such a fool! One somersault takes me a hundred and eight thousand li, and his hand is that small. How could I not jump out of it?" He quickly asked: "You're not tricking me, are you?" The Buddha said: "I'm not tricking you, I'm not tricking you." With that, he held out his right hand.
Sun Wukong jumped onto the Buddha's palm, shouted "I'm out of here!" and flew off on his Somersault Cloud. He flew and flew, and all he could hear was the wind whooshing past his ears. Suddenly he saw five huge flesh-pink pillars ahead of him, standing high in the air.
He thought: "This must be the end of the world. But I'd better leave something behind, so I have proof when I get back." So he pulled out one of his hairs, blew on it, turned it into a writing brush, and wrote eight big characters on the middle pillar: "The Great Sage Equal to Heaven was here." When he had finished writing, he still wasn't satisfied, so he peed at the foot of the first pillar, and only then did he fly back, very pleased with himself.
He stood in the Buddha's palm and said smugly: "I've been to the end of the world and come back again, so hurry up and tell the Jade Emperor to hand heaven over to me!" The Buddha scolded him: "You pee-soaked monkey! You've been in my hand the whole time and never left it at all." Sun Wukong didn't believe it: "I even left my name there! Do you dare come and look with me?" The Buddha said: "No need to go. Look down."
Sun Wukong looked down, and there on the middle finger of the Buddha's right hand were eight characters: "The Great Sage Equal to Heaven was here," and at the base of the thumb was a whiff of monkey pee. So the five flesh-pink pillars were the Buddha's five fingers all along! Sun Wukong was stunned: "That's impossible! I don't believe it, I'm going again!"
Just as he was about to fly off again, the Buddha turned his hand over and pushed him out through the West Gate of Heaven, then turned his five fingers into five mountains joined together, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, called the Five-Element Mountain, and pressed him underneath without any effort at all.
Sun Wukong still tried to crawl out, so the Buddha took out a strip of paper with six characters written on it and had someone stick it on the mountain. After that, the mountain could never be pushed again. Only Sun Wukong's head and two hands still stuck out.
The Buddha also called the local earth god and told him: "When he's hungry, give him iron pellets to eat; when he's thirsty, give him melted copper to drink. When he has suffered enough, someone will naturally come to save him."
And so Sun Wukong lay pinned under the mountain, baking in the sun in summer and blown by cold winds in winter, year after year, for a full five hundred years. The Great Sage who once wrecked the palace of heaven now couldn't even move.
He didn't know that one day a monk from the east would pass this mountain on his way to the West to fetch the scriptures. That monk would be the very one he had been waiting five hundred years for.