Someone asked again how he came up with the idea. Tong Sanlang smiled faintly, "After seeing the images from the shadow play, the more I looked at them, the more I liked them. I couldn't help but pick up a brush and start drawing. First, I sketched the characters one by one, and the more I drew, the smoother it became. Eventually, I ended up illustrating the entire scene."
"Xiaomai saw it and thought it was quite novel, so she suggested that I draw more. And this is the result," he explained.
Yang Wenxiao listened to the explanation and nodded, "Great idea. Go ahead and illustrate the whole book. I'll have someone take care of printing it."
"A masterpiece like *Journey to the West* should indeed have multiple editions. Every version deserves a place in a collection."
He was deeply fond of the heroic Monkey King—a true larger-than-life figure. Every time he saw the Monkey King, his heart would surge with boundless enthusiasm.
Though his body had aged, his heart had not.
