且說鄧車攔住花衝道：「賢弟不可。天下人面貌相同的極多，你知他就是那刺你之人嗎？且看為兄分上，不可誤賴好人。」花蝶氣衝衝的坐在那裡。鄧車便叫家人帶道士出去。蔣平道：「無緣無故，將我抽打一頓，這是那裡晦氣。」花蝶聽說「晦氣」二字，站起身來，又要打他，多虧了鄧車攔住。旁邊家人也向蔣平勸道：「道爺，你少說一句吧，隨我快走吧。」蔣爺說：「叫我走，到底拿我東西來。難道硬留下不成。」家人道：「你有什麼東西？」蔣爺道：「我的鼓板招子。」家人回身，剛要拿起漁鼓簡板，只聽花衝道：「不用給他，看他怎麼樣！」鄧車站起笑道：「賢弟既叫他去，又何必留他的東西，倒叫他出去說混話，鬧的好說不好聽的做什麼！」一壁說著，一壁將招子拿起。
且说邓车拦住花冲道：「贤弟不可。天下人面貌相同的极多，你知他就是那刺你之人吗？且看为兄分上，不可误赖好人。」花蝶气冲冲的坐在那里。邓车便叫家人带道士出去。蒋平道：「无缘无故，将我抽打一顿，这是那里晦气。」花蝶听说「晦气」二字，站起身来，又要打他，多亏了邓车拦住。旁边家人也向蒋平劝道：「道爷，你少说一句吧，随我快走吧。」蒋爷说：「叫我走，到底拿我东西来。难道硬留下不成。」家人道：「你有什么东西？」蒋爷道：「我的鼓板招子。」家人回身，刚要拿起渔鼓简板，只听花冲道：「不用给他，看他怎么样！」邓车站起笑道：「贤弟既叫他去，又何必留他的东西，倒叫他出去说混话，闹的好说不好听的做什么！」一壁说着，一壁将招子拿起。
Now, Deng Che held Hua Chong back. “Worthy brother, you mustn’t. There are any number of people in the world who look alike. How do you know he’s the one who stabbed you? Do it for your elder brother’s sake, and don’t pin it on an innocent man.” The Butterfly sat there fuming. Deng Che told a servant to take the Taoist out. “For no reason at all I get a whipping,” said Jiang Ping. “What rotten luck this is.” At the words “rotten luck” the Butterfly sprang up to beat him again, and it was all Deng Che could do to hold him back. A servant standing by urged Jiang Ping too: “Reverend, say one word less, will you? Just come along with me, quick.” “If you want me to go,” said Jiang Ping, “then give me my things. You can’t mean to keep them by force?” “What things have you got?” said the servant. “My drum and clappers and my banner.” The servant turned back and was just picking up the fish drum and clappers when Hua Chong said, “Don’t give them to him. Let’s see what he does about it!” Deng Che stood up and laughed. “Worthy brother, since you’re letting him go, why keep his things? It would only send him off to talk nonsense outside and make an ugly story of it. What’s the good of that?” And as he spoke he picked up the banner.
鄧車原想不到招子有分兩的，剛一拿手一脫落，將招子摔在地下，心下轉想道：「呀！他這招子如何恁般沉重？」又拿起仔細一看。誰知摔在地下時，就把鋼刺露出一寸有餘。鄧車看了，順手往外一抽，原來是一把極鋒芒的三稜鵝眉鋼刺。一聲「哎呀」道：「好惡道呀！快與我綁了。」花蝶早已看見鄧車手內擎著鋼刺，連忙過來，道：「大哥，我說如何？明明刺我之人，就是這個傢伙。且不要性急，須慢慢的拷打他。問他到底是誰，何人主使，為何與我等作對。」鄧車聽了，吩咐家人拿皮鞭來。
邓车原想不到招子有分两的，刚一拿手一脱落，将招子摔在地下，心下转想道：「呀！他这招子如何恁般沉重？」又拿起仔细一看。谁知摔在地下时，就把钢刺露出一寸有余。邓车看了，顺手往外一抽，原来是一把极锋芒的三棱鹅眉钢刺。一声「哎呀」道：「好恶道呀！快与我绑了。」花蝶早已看见邓车手内擎着钢刺，连忙过来，道：「大哥，我说如何？明明刺我之人，就是这个家伙。且不要性急，须慢慢的拷打他。问他到底是谁，何人主使，为何与我等作对。」邓车听了，吩咐家人拿皮鞭来。
Deng Che had never imagined the banner would have any weight to it. The moment he lifted it, it slipped from his grip and fell to the floor. “Hey!” he thought. “Why is this banner of his so heavy?” He picked it up again and looked it over carefully. As it happened, when it hit the floor, the steel spike inside had slid out more than an inch. Seeing it, Deng Che pulled it straight out — and it was a three-edged Emei piercer of steel, wickedly sharp. “Aiya!” he cried. “A villain of a Taoist! Tie him up for me, quick!” The Butterfly had already seen the steel piercer in Deng Che’s hand, and he hurried over. “Elder Brother, what did I tell you? Plain as day, this is the fellow who stabbed me. But don’t be hasty. We must beat it out of him slowly. Ask him who he really is, who put him up to it, and why he’s set himself against us.” Hearing this, Deng Che told the servants to bring a leather whip.
蔣爺到了此時，只得橫了心，預備挨打。花衝把椅子挪出，先叫家人亂抽一頓，只不要打他致命之處，慢慢的拷打他。打了多時，蔣爺渾身傷痕已然不少。花蝶問道：「你還不實說麼？」蔣爺道：「出家人沒有什麼說的。」鄧車道：「我且問你：你既出家，要這鋼刺何用？」蔣爺道：「出家人隨遇而安，並無庵觀寺院，隨方居住。若是行路遲了，或起身早了，難道就無個防身的傢伙麼？我這鋼刺是防範歹人的，為何施主就遲疑了呢？」鄧車暗道：「是呀。自古呂祖尚有寶劍防身。他是雲遊道人，毫無定止，難道就不准他帶個防身的傢伙麼？此事我未免莽撞了。」
蒋爷到了此时，只得横了心，预备挨打。花冲把椅子挪出，先叫家人乱抽一顿，只不要打他致命之处，慢慢的拷打他。打了多时，蒋爷浑身伤痕已然不少。花蝶问道：「你还不实说么？」蒋爷道：「出家人没有什么说的。」邓车道：「我且问你：你既出家，要这钢刺何用？」蒋爷道：「出家人随遇而安，并无庵观寺院，随方居住。若是行路迟了，或起身早了，难道就无个防身的家伙么？我这钢刺是防范歹人的，为何施主就迟疑了呢？」邓车暗道：「是呀。自古吕祖尚有宝剑防身。他是云游道人，毫无定止，难道就不准他带个防身的家伙么？此事我未免莽撞了。」
Now Jiang Ping could only steel his heart and make ready to be beaten. Hua Chong had a chair moved out, and first had the servants lash him all over — only not on any vital spot, so that the beating could go on and on. They beat him a long while, until Jiang Ping was covered in welts. “Still not going to tell the truth?” asked the Butterfly. “A man who has left the world has nothing to tell,” said Jiang Ping. “Let me ask you this,” said Deng Che. “If you’ve left the world, what do you want with a steel piercer?” “A man who has left the world takes things as they come,” said Jiang Ping. “I have no temple or shrine or monastery; I stay wherever I happen to be. If I’m late on the road, or set out too early, am I not to have something to defend myself with? This piercer of mine is to guard against bad men. Why should it make you suspicious, patron?” Deng Che thought to himself, “That’s true. Even the Patriarch Lü in the old days carried a precious sword to defend himself. This fellow is a wandering Taoist with no fixed home. Am I to forbid him something to defend himself with? I’ve been rather rash about this.”